Suffering seems like it’s everywhere because it is. Always has been. The Buddha taught nothing but suffering and the end of suffering. The teaching is still with us for we still suffer.
I find it hard not to turn away from others’ suffering. I’m not much better with my own. How can I extend compassion to anyone else when I’m so reluctant to understand my own suffering?
When I wrap myself up in my own pain, be it emotional, physical or both, the tighter wound I am, the more I suffer. My suffering releases only when I remember that experiencing pain is part of my human experience
Understanding releases my suffering and love–“understanding’s other name”–awaits. Even in my worst moments, no love is not an option. Self-compassion brings understanding to my suffering.
It’s nourishing, this love. A good friend calls it the “ginormous heart.” Each of us has so much of it to give.
Understanding someone’s suffering is the best gift
you can give another person.
Understanding is love’s
other name. If you don’t understand,
you can’t love.
When we feed and support our own happiness,
we are nourishing our ability to love.
That’s why to love means to learn
the art of nourishing our happiness.
Thich Nhat Hanh
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