What a lovely prompt we worked on today. I chose a William Blake poem to follow and in no time, unpretentious little words swooshed in and inundated the page. Don't you just love it when that happens? I hope this poem is worth your time.
Each of us is good at our core. We come from different walks of life; we know about our rights, justice, and how to set boundaries. We also know that doing good deeds makes us feel good. But did you also know that this feel-good emotion arises from compassion? We all came bearing compassion. But, we lost it? Let me tell you how to get it back.
Us, modern people with smartphones, private jets, and our important, busy lives… Who of us is interested in tanning salons and hot yoga right now? Who of us is feeling impinged upon for having to miss out on monetary gains? Ours was a world that complained too much, stockpiled too much, stepped over those less fortunate, and lived too fast. What a future-less, made-up world we clung on to.