Every once in a while I refresh some of our posts from the past because they rush back to thought or seem especially relevant again. What follows was published here a couple of years ago, and yet is still so close to my heart and to my own efforts to support others with love and authenticity. I find myself mentally picturing the image that follows as I work and live with others in community. Tien
I found this posted by “Mr. Finch” and it SO touched my heart. I feel such a kinship to this sentiment, to this way of being with one another. I am re-offering it here as something to read, consider, and chew on in hopes that we might partake of this innate community spirit more often. I love to discover new and old ways that people are loving each other—loving our neighbors AS our ourselves, finding that the dividing lines between us and them are not so defined, but pleasantly blurred…seeing that taking responsibility to be my best authentic self naturally includes grabbing the hands of those around me with joy. Looking for ways to be inclusive and loving naturally buoys all of us up— my community members and me, and vice versa. Love DOES make the world go ’round! Here is the post:
“An anthropologist proposed a game to children in an African tribe. He put a basket full of fruit near a tree and told the children that whoever got there first won the sweet fruits. When he told them to run, they all took each others hands and ran together, then sat together enjoying their treats.
When he asked them why they had run like that when one could have had all the fruits for himself, they said, ‘UBUNTU, how can one of us be happy if all the other ones are sad?’ (‘UBUNTU’ in the Xhosa culture means: ‘I am because we are.)”
Osani Circle Game – taken by Jean-Pierre Hallet