I have been told many times that my happiness depends on how happy I make people around me. Deep inside, I always wanted to make sure I take care of myself so that I am never a burden to someone else. I had an expectation that every other person takes care of him/herself such that everyone else doesn’t need to worry about them… I can see how my theory fails as it is so very hard to remain happy when people around us are sad.
It all makes sense. And thankfully, I am waking up to the generosity of people around me, crystal clear that their happiness matters to me. And whether or not I succeed at making it happen, I know where my intention is… I could see how I sidetracked from the path and became all about me and my personal needs. It is such a relief to wake up and be about people again. Have a call with the customer service center and appreciate someone is on another line resolving my issue, understanding that more other people succeed, more chance I will have to succeed at what matters to me. Letting go of envy, comparing, putting others down. Leaving people with an experience that makes a difference in remaining ours of their day or days of their week.
No…I am not an idealist. I am just waking up, yet again, to the oneness of our existence.