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I Love Me. Therefore, I Love You.
July 21, 2010 | 15 Comments
Someone asked me through e-mail: How can I make the world a better place?
While I reject the idea of “better”, there are some things we can do to make this planet a more loving place. In fact, I think it comes down to two simple principles:
- Love yourself more deeply.
- See yourself in the world around you.
We all have room to deepen our self-love. It’s always a work in progress. But if we deeply love ourselves, and see ourselves in the world around us, then it’s inevitable that we’ll treat the world a little bit nicer.
I love me. I see the world as an extension of me. Therefore, I love the world.
What are the implications of loving yourself and seeing yourself in the world? Recycling. Charity. Equality. Service. Compassion. Conservation. Respect. And gratitude, just to name a few.
What do you think? What can each of us do to make the world a more loving place?
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such a beautiful post davey,
i think we should all see every single person as whole and complete,
I think that if we share each others ideas and learn how to understand each other and communicate I think that we could all come together in unity:)
Go out of your way to make at least one person feel good about themselves
….EVERYDAY
hmm… interesting image I love the colours, but true, many people help for the glory of appreciation after from peers but just to help for the sake of helping to make things better and more long term.
DW-this is small, but huge in two little boys lives. Our family adopted 2 beautiful little boys from Liberia, Africa two weeks ago. These boys had nothing-now they have everything. Most important we have their love and this is a Blessing and a gift from God.
. Now there is 9 siblings all boys-but two older sisters
Go vegan
From this spot, how do you deal with child abusers, murderers, rapists, human traffic people, and so on?
Is amputation valid?
To make the world more loving, I think people should learn how to reject others with respect. If someone likes me and cares enough to take a risk and tell me about it, I should take it as a compliment and be honest to them about how I feel. In their vulnerable position, the least they deserve is the respect of my honest feelings. People may not remember what I said or what I did, but they’ll always remember how I made them feel.
“I love me. I see the world as an extension of me. Therefore, I love the world.”
Though I agree with the need for an honest pursuit of authentic self love (different fron pure self gratification or a love that allows others to be used for our own impulses), the logic string that you provide here is not cogent. Oddly enough, there are people who are still wrestling with self love while actually working in the world in a way that manifests a true love of the world; others, the environment and the method to make sure that what they do for others and the environment does last beyond their own participation. At the same time, there are those who love themselves while still not able to love the world. They may love themselves, and have had to struggle to get to that reality. However, they may have been abused or degraded by the world–in any one of it’s many agents, and are still not able to love the world. I’ve seen them function wonderfully and with a cautious happiness.
Beware philosophies that can fit easily onto a bumper sticker; it negates the importance of those who live outside the parameters of the catch phrase and the contributions that they make for a better living experience–for themselves and for all of us.
Also, this phrase does follow within a verifiable logical syntax, and it does not allow for the application of reductio ad absurdum. Otherwise, I applaud your effort in bringing forward a much needed discussion of the relationship we have within the world and how our own connection within our deepest self impacts the way we move and live in the world. We do have a responsibility towards our own self love, for so many reasons. This includes the reason which is found in our citizenship within this world! I hope that you will receive my clarification along with my admiration and applause. Keep up the beautiful work!
Well, firstly the point of life is to not take things too seriously, no? As for us people that have trouble opening up to the world while still loving themselves (I’m definitely struggling with that), we have to realize that even if we think we love ourselves, being afraid of the outside is a clear marker of limited self love. If you truly loved yourself, then fear would be so minute and passing that it wouldn’t even be worth mentioning. What do you think?
._. if we loved one another then maybe there is enough love for the entire world but there will always be the person who is the debbie downer. the narcissist. or the person who just hates everything. reality sucks thats what is annoying.
Just learn to fully love yourself, the rest will follow.
AND GO VEGAN!
To make the world more loving i think we should understand ourselves and love our self deeply as Davey said…we should love,care,help,live our life to fullest,and most important we should respect others and love them as we respect and love ourselves
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, “Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.” I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friend the following afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.
My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him, and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, I saw a tear in his eye.
I handed him his glasses and said, “Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.”
He looked at me and said, “Hey, thanks!” There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. It turned out he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before coming to this school.
I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes. We hung all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. And my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, “Damn boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!”. He just laughed and handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn’t me having to get up there and speak.
Graduation day arrived – I saw Kyle and he looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him!
Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, “Hey, big guy, you’ll be great!”
He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. “Thanks,” he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. “Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach… but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.”
I stared at my friend in disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn’t have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. “Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.”
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person’s life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each other’s lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.
“Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.”
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