Learning There Is Only So Much You Can Do

Its easy to want to be superman or superwoman.  Its easy to want to be able to help or solve the problems of the day.  Yet, all too often, there is only so much you can do.  Learning this is not always easy and often takes repeat lessons to fully grasp.

I see people write flowery thoughts to others in times of great difficulty and while I'm sure they mean well, the words become foundations of sand.  The minute the water levels rise, the foundations wash away.  I do understand that its not always easy to know what to say and when to say anything.  I get that.  What I don't quite understand is how empty the words can often be to someone struggling to go one more day.

When I've been through the pain and rough moments of life, I often cherished those that would just sit there with me and listen.  They would listen to my stories as I told them through the tears and pain I felt.  They didn't try to tell me to get over it or move on or that some entity would make everything better.  They just listened and they listened with an open ear, having no judgement or preconceived ideas of what should or should not happen.

Together We Are Stronger

I wonder about people at times.  I really do.  I study people and watch them and observe them.  I've always done this ever since I can remember.  Sometimes people amaze me and sometimes they upset me.  Sometimes I'm totally captivated by them and other times I'm repulsed.

This past weekend we had a garage sale.  We had some vinyl records for sale.  Of course, I'm quite aware of the fierce competition by record collectors and I'm also aware that some record collectors have very little social grace.  I'm not saying all of them do, but I've observed that in many just like some of the computer techies who have no social grace.

So, I open the garage door and am met with two people who wanted to buy all of the records we had for sale.  One guy hands me $40 more than we were asking and says, "I will take them all".  Fine, by me.  We made good money and one less group of things left to get rid of in the sale.

Are We Human

The question I wonder about so many in this world is a big one!  Are we human?  I don't mean do we resemble a human being with bones, muscles, brains, feet, hands, and other body parts.  Again I ask, are we human?

I don't mean do we human things or have moments of compassion and greatness.  I mean, are we human in all areas and walks of our life.  Are we human in all aspects and dealings with other people.  Or is it just a temporary thing that we do when the mood strikes us.

Do we really know what it is to be human or are we just playing a game?  Do we really care or focus on being human, or is it something we boast about while going on about our way in life.

Being human isn't something to take lightly.  Its so diluted and watered down these days it seems.  We fail one another in big ways and small ways.  We treat others as if they are property or a source of our greedy income.