I stumbled upon this street art picture, this morning. I liked it, so I'm sharing it with you.
Seeing it got me thinking about the experience of having people with signs sitting out on the street, in front of stores, on sidewalks at freeway exists. How do we feel about it? I’ll tell you, when I first encountered this (I was a flower child at the time), you didn’t see it very much. Actually, what you saw at exits back then, were hitchhikers. (That’s another post entirely) Anyway, I wondered what happened to these people who would sit on street corners and hold a sign that said ‘hungry-please help” or “will work for food”, or my favorite, “will be president for food”. I pitied them. I noticed a desire to avoid, I felt ashamed.
Now, someplace in the course of my own growing up, through my coming to honesty with my own mind and beliefs and choices that shaped my life, I began to respect these people I once pitied, for the lives they created for themselves, exactly as they were.
Who am I to decide that one lifestyle is more worthy or worthwhile than any other. Also, as I got really honest with myself, the kind of honesty that left me with 100% responsibility, I came to understand the interconnectedness of all of us.
The world I see is the out-picturing of my mind (mind as one). I made a deliberate choice to see through the eyes of love and gratitude, and more often than not, I do. So I can now and respond with ability and honesty. I guess I am no longer afraid of my mind, and subsequently, what seems as others…
So, I see this picture I stumble on today, as a reflection of the heal-the-world part of our one-mind… And it’s nice to see.
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