Yesterday, as I was taking a leisurely stroll to the gym, I noticed a pickup truck driving through my neighborhood. It was noticeable because it was a 2 seater with about 4 kids, mostly young boys crammed into the front seat. As it drove by me, a boy in the passenger seat who looked between 15 to 17, looked at me and yelled a racial epithet, preceded by a 4 letter word. My immediate thoughts were "Did I just hear that?" and "How weirdly random was that?". Although I have dealt with prejudice based on race, I am fortunate to have gone 41 years without experiencing overt racist behavior. One of my favorite quotes is "It is not about what happens to you, it is about how you react to it that matters". With that in mind, I took a deep breath, exhaled it out of my system and refocused my energy on getting a good workout at the gym.
Although I was able to free my mind from the ugliness of the act, as a mother, I couldn't help thinking about the young boys and what would cause them to be so angry at such a young age. I don't know these kids but I wish them well. As a mother of 3 boys, I know how easy it is for our children, especially, our boys to go down the wrong path in life. As I tried to pour some positive energy into the incident, I thought about some lessons in love and kindness that have inspired me over the years and that I would like to share with my own boys.
- If you live by only 1 rule, choose this one: Practice self love and then love your neighbor as yourself.
- We are all created by love and with love. When you are feeling angry at yourself or the world, take a moment to reflect and reach within; you already possess all the love that you need within yourself. Read More
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