Absolute distinction: self-love candidate or love thy neighbor candidate? Choose well America.

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I couldn’t sleep, so am up early at the computer trying to organize the tumbling words in my cabeza.  I’ve got the jitters.  And unfortunately, not the caffeine-induced kind.  I wish I still got that buzz from the first cup of coffee.  I’m constantly searching for that long diminished kick I used to get.  A testament to the addiction-type characteristics in my lineage.  Yay me.

I read during my morning meditation, as I was trying to soothe my frazzled nerve endings, something that I thought was so appropriate for this morning.  Coincidental?  I’m not sure I believe in coincidences.

I realized I might should share what I read ,and then my thoughts on the words.

The passage began by making a distinction between self-love and love of self.  I thought to myself “Self, those sound like one and the same.  What’s the big diff?”

But then I read further and I began to see the light, shall we say?

Self-love was defined as the source of hostility and arrogance.  Hmmm.  Self-love is a very large ego around which the world, and everything in it, must revolve.  Hmmmm.  I was beginning to think I knew someone that might resemble this description.

I kept reading.  The passage then stated: “ It is the mark of a mind which is closed to real feeling for others.”

Wow.  Just wow.  Do I even need to connect the dots?  I really don’t want to type his name anymore, because of the visceral pain I get inside when I think of the umpteen nasty (yes, nasty) things he has said and done.  But truly, Donald J Trump is full of self-love, if only because truly, what little mind he does have is completely and utterly closed to real feeling for others.

Now, I realize that I cannot know what is inside his mind.  And perhaps he does feel something for others.  Real feelings for someone other than himself.  But.  But.  His actions and his words don’t really parlay that thought into reality.

However, it is not right for me to assume I know what is in anyone’s head.  That is none of my business.

As I read further, the love of self was defined as being reflective of a great wisdom handed down through the ages by several important figures.  It is prevalent in several religions, not just the Christian one, but encompasses the idea of loving your neighbor as yourself.  That could possibly be manipulated around to being full of self-aggrandizement and selfishness, but if one dissects down to the very base layer, one finds that one cannot truly love others until one has come to a place of perfect peace and contentment with oneself.  Whew, that was a lot of “ones and oneselfs.”  Eeks.

What I’m trying to so ineloquently say, or write, is that when we truly love and accept ourselves for who and what we are, then we can pass on to others that same love and care.  We can be aware of the value of others, because we are aware of the value of ourselves.  We can afford others we meet during our journey the dignity and respect they deserve when we operate from a place of “loving others as ourselves.”

Self-love is truly a lack of character.  A final sentence from this passage: “Self-love often wears a mask of false humility behind which we exaggerate our own importance, and justify the wrongs we do to others.”

Sounds just like Choice A above.  Sounds like exactly what he’s been doing for the last two years.  Heck, make that all of his adult life.  And maybe even before that.

This is not the voice of one who will speak for the little people.  This is not the voice to lead this outstanding nation into the future.

Please, America, I am imploring you to make the right choice today.  Our future as a nation depends upon it.  Our future as a humanity depends on it.  The future of this planet depends on it.

Blessings be.

(The above references come from a passage in the One Day At A Time book.)

About madranchwife

Mother, Mad Ranchwife(as in--at times-- crazy, nutso, loco, off-my-rocker insane), Veterinarian, Physical Therapist, "Liberal, pinko, gay-loving, Subaru-driving Socialist" (as I've been called), proud to be a totally tree-huggin', climate change believin', granola girl environmentalist, ObamaGirl, Pro-Choice (don't even get me started here...), and in my younger days a feminist vegetarian as a result of time spent at CU Boulder (this lasted approximately 14 months, until all the Jimmy Buffett I was listening to caused me to crave a cheeseburger). Now I just get pleasure out of swimming against the stream and ruffling a few feathers here in the wild west state of Wyoming!
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