What is the measure of a man? Or woman? Humanity itself? The world is so full of emotion. The world is so full of opinion. I put on a swimsuit, uncovering what is often covered and wonder, "do they notice the scars?" I put on a mask of emotion then wonder, "can they tell that I am broken today?" We smile. We cry. We laugh. We hurt.
We judge.
The examples are many and everyone at some point has been on one end or the other. Sometimes it's a simple statement. "Look at what that person is wearing; or not wearing." We point. We snicker.
We're rude.
The truth is the scars cannot be seen; what is broken is often hidden. Can you see my heart? Do you know who I am? If you do not, here is my heart.
Take it. Feel it. Touch it. Hold it.
Hold me.
Hold humanity.
Hold decency.
See my heart? Take it. Touch it. Feel it. Hold it.
See me. See me as a whole. See you. See you as a whole.
Look in the mirror, then look around. Goodness can be found everywhere. Greatness is in everyone. Don't snicker. Don't point. Love.
My opinion is not your opinion, and yours is not mine. Are we different? Yes.
Must we point it out? Must we rely only on our differing demons?
Must we cling to a constant barrage of disdain or anger in an attempt to "fix" what we deem to be wrong in another?
Why must we be so opinionated? Why must we be so harsh? Where is kindness? Where is decency?
Find it again.
Take the heart. Touch it. Feel it. When you see, see wholly, not partially.
Love truly, love deeply.
Love the difference.
The world needs a great deal more of it.
Hold humanity. Hold decency.
Be kind.
