Have you ever just thanked what/whomever it is that you thank because people are just kind? Have you ever felt a kind word or maybe the kind absence of certain words wash over your whole being and consume you with profound gratitude?
Well, I know I have.
People often wonder why more people in this world aren’t kind, but while speaking to my friend yesterday, she probed a very interesting thought, why are people kind?
She said, and I second it, that some of the kindest people we know are those who have known deepest suffering. While I thought about it, it made an insane amount of sense to me that kindness would arise out of something, or at least the awareness, the choice would.
I don’t know if we are created to be kind or to be nasty, I think we just pick ways of being up as we move along life. The truth is we more often than naught don’t even know when we are being unkind to someone. We are just being.
I think kindness rises with awareness, awareness of how it could make a difference every single step of the way, and although those who have felt the impact of magnanimous kindness and pain both elicit reactions, they are often very different varieties of repercussions.
When one has undergone pain they know with precision how real the suffering can be and they wish to alleviate this pain in others, or prevent it from happening, they turn to kindness with this.
When one has received love in an overwhelming manner, or understanding from another that they really needed, they often are overcome by the need to carry forth the chain, they turn to kindness with this.
I don’t know if one is more powerful than the other but I do believe that they cause a very different feeling in the doer. While the former gives a sense of having ‘saved’ someone in some manner, the latter brings more of a feeling of having shared something precious.
The former is a more difficult place to be because it comes with a burden, whereas the latter comes with a lightness that cannot be tainted.
Which is why I think we should stop and sometimes ask the question, why is someone kind? While it seems like kindness is something that is simply learnt at a young age or somehow ingrained into us along the way I do believe that those who wish to choose to be kind, day after day, way after way, have been brought to this way by understanding it’s importance, and sometimes when we find the source of their urge to be kind, we may just be able to understand kindness a little better.
The kind ones need kindness too.