“Most of us are experts at solving other people’s problems, but we generally solve them in terms of our own and the advice we give is seldom for other people but for ourselves.”
Last week I talked about self-compassion, and how we must start there to increase love in our lives. It is easier said than done, as we usually can find empathy for others over ourselves. But I think it is harder to find empathy at all these days. So much judgment and criticism in the world and especially on social media.
Sure we feel ‘sorry for’ people we see on the news, or that we may know who have a serious illness, lost a family member or a job. We have all manner of feeling ‘sorry for’ people. But that is not empathy. That is sympathy. And while sympathy may seem to be the right thing in the moment, it really doesn’t go far enough. Sympathy keeps us at arms length where we really don’t have to engage with people.
When my father died, all those years ago, many people sympathized, but few understood and empathized with me….felt what I was going through and had been there perhaps. His death devastated me so much that I didn’t know how I would get through the loss. I really didn’t want to go on, and if it wasn’t for my Uncle and a dear friend, Marie, I’m not sure I would have gone on with my life. They listened, helped me cope and go on with my life.
When I listen to people, especially dear friends and loved ones, I used to find it hard to connect without trying to solve their problems. I wanted to help them so much that I found myself looking for solutions instead of listening. I mean really listening without thinking about my response….just letting them talk and say what they needed to. Assuring them I was here for them no matter what they needed.
I have worked hard to mindfully listen, to not solve problems, because the solutions are inevitably for me….how I would solve the problem. Recently a dear friend shared that living alone was getting scary as she got older. She is afraid that she could be sick and dying and no one would know. In that moment I felt her fear. And we made a pact. I would call her weekly, and if I didn’t hear back from her I would call her until she called me back. Usually I waited for her to call me, not wanting to be a pest. She thanked me and this eased her fear.
Empathy cannot always be shared with everyone for everything. And sharing our stories takes courage as we want to connect with someone we trust. Who has earned the right to hear our stories…..who is not going to be critical or hurtful.
And empathy doesn’t stop with people. Showing we care about the earth, and the critters that inhabit it, is important too. That is why I garden organically, don’t use chemicals and plant native plants as they use less water and benefit the wildlife. There is so much we can do to show everyone compassion, but it starts with how we connect with the world and ourselves. Do we approach it from a place of loving kindness and caring? I hope so….for this is the single most important thing we can do to make the world better.
How do you give others the love, empathy and compassion they need?
Special Note: The pictures here are of bee balm or Monarda that blooms in my garden all summer. In the Language of Flowers, they symbolize protection from evil and illness. Bee Balm is also said to represent fertility and promotes restful sleep.
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