If you have ever complained about not having somethings (and who has not?) stop the thoughts. Immediately start writing a notebook of why you have Gratitude and towards whom and for what.
It is a very powerful exercise of being grateful for what is given to us. I can not say about others, but I am sure I have more than what I deserve and I can easily make a list of 100 people to whom I owe much more than what they owe me. Whether it is the teacher who taught me, or the client who paid for my house, shelter, holidays, food on the table, a great life or a super great set of friends, colleagues, kids, … the list is endless.
Still once in a while you read a story like this and it makes you question. You know you have done nothing to give back to the world for what has been given to you……read this……I beg of you to read this……read on……The Last Walk for Water
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If you’ve read 3rd Serving of Chicken Soup for the Soul, you may remember one of the poems in the book about the “The Cookie Thief.”
In case you haven’t read it before, you can read it here. One most important lesson I have learned from it is:
Question your assumptions – The lady in the poem simply assumed that the cookies were hers and that the “cookie thief” was rudely taking them from her.
After reading the poem, I could totally relate to the many times in which I have hastily and mistakenly passed judgment of a situation or of a person. I think many of us are guilty of this. We make assumptions and judgments without having all the facts.
We like to think we know everything and we like to know that we are always right. This is who we are, this is what we all do. This is one of the reasons that many of us get stuck and can’t really grow. We need to keep an open mind and be aware that what we know might not be the truth and what we know is very little and that as long as we will live, we will be ignorant.
Begin challenging your own assumptions.
Your assumptions are your windows on the world.
Scrub them off every once in awhile, or the light won’t come in.
~ Alan Alda