Love More....please!

 

 

Life is funny.

 

Years ago I was a little more selfish, quite a bit more ego driven and honestly just meaner. I let things like my own insecurities drive me. If I saw someone who was dressed in a not so flattering way I would comment to the person I was with. Sometimes I didn't even consider the feelings of others as long as I was having fun and feeling good. In other words... I was human.

 

But there is being human and then there is being a human who loves themselves.

 

Now I love me.

 

I no longer find the need to belittle any human being. Oh don't get me wrong in my head I say a lot of nasty things but then that little angel on my shoulder reminds me that I need to check my own selfishness and look for something good. Maybe even compliment the person who I was thinking bad thoughts about. Of course I sometimes fail and words I don't really want to say come out but all in all I have really turned that corner and I don't intend on ever going back to my old ways. When I see icky pictures of people taken without their knowledge (like people of Walmart) I am so sad for them. Even if they don't dress how others see fit to dress is it fair to them that they are the target of ridicule from the entire world? I lose a little faith in anyone who participates in that kind of bashing. I wonder if they have ever seen me and said those nasty things about me? I wonder if cameras were around when I was younger if there would be unattractive pictures of me on the internet from my fat high school days? I wonder if they feel better after making someone else feel small or if somehow by being an ass they feel superior to those in the picture? No matter what I just feel icky about them.

 

I don't want people to ever get that feeling about me going forward in my time on this planet.

 

So now when I see those pictures I point out to the person who posts them how mean it is. Not to make them feel bad just to remind them of their humanity. It's easy to forget that part of living in this crazy technological age but those people are people. They actually exist. They have kids, parents, sisters, brothers and spouses who love them. They see the comments and cry or worse yet hurt themselves.  Our words hurt or help and they matter.

 

Use them wisely. Please!

 

I try to remind myself all of the time by hanging this poster in a spot I see a lot. I want you to do the same. I can't change the world but all of us doing more good collectively can. Lets do this. Lets start spreading love and kindness and combat the hate and anger. Lets start a Kindness Revolution!

 

Love to you....Kim