“The more we know, the better we forgive. Those who feel deeply feel for all living beings.” –Madame de Stael
More on empathy:
When I lived in Boston, I met a friend whom I learned quite a lot from. Things like the difference between a want and a need. In a few of the many conversations we had, he talked about various addictions he had. One to crack cocaine that he demonstrated and also his attraction to children. He explained to me that he believed that we’re attracted to others who are the same emotional age as ourselves and that on some level he knew he was very young. He realized it was an abuse of authority and removed himself, at least at the time I knew him, from that temptation… Still he realized it in himself… Understanding it from his point of view I could see it. I didn’t feel the temptation myself nor did I condone his acting on it…yet I could understand where he was coming from..
I have always felt this need to understand other’s viewpoints. I’m not sure if it reflects an incompleteness in myself or the opposite but it seems like time and time again I have been drawn into the lives of some of the most diverse people, usually befriending them and ultimately at least getting a glimpse of the world behind their eyes. This has given me insight but also has kept me often hovering around the edges examining the paths of others rather than choosing one for myself. Oh I have a life, married, kids, the works but as far as a definitive viewpoint, not so much. I rather like it that way but still get rather wistful at people with strong beliefs.
What am I searching for? in other’s mind. A thought that is divine, or perhaps the transparency that’s so fine , I want to wander in another’s turf. I look, I find, I understand and try to realize, the situation ,but never can I experience more than one life, so I take a dip in so many people’s inner tides, waves that killed them but they delight. I am searching , your mind too..look at me.hey , I meant you ( the man’s picture and the eyes looking at him from behind)
In the Shadows by G A Rosenberg
What am I searching for? in other’s mind. A thought that is divine, or perhaps the transparency that’s so fine , I want to wander in another’s turf. I look, I find, I understand and try to realize, the situation ,but never can I experience more than one life, so I take a dip in so many people’s inner tides, waves that killed them but they delight. I am searching , your mind too..look at me.hey , I meant you ( the man’s picture and the eyes looking at him from behind)
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