Today is Nelson Mandela’s 95th birthday and when I think of this great man I think of compassion.
I know that to many people he represents so much more: Freedom, Justice etc but to me he has always been a symbol of compassion.
My favourite definition of compassion is treating all others as we would wish to be treated ourselves.
Compassion begins at home. Living with other people is not easy. It takes a lot of self-sacrifice and generosity of spirit to live under one roof with other individuals; people – big or small – with opinions and unique perspectives on the world and things.
A myriad things can spark disagreements and tensions from who controls the tv remote to who is doing the dishes. Family teaches us about forgiveness. For there is always something to forgive isn’t there? From the smallest irritant to the biggest ‘mistake’. The son who forgot to take out the garbage; the husband who prefers fishing to spending time with his wife or daughters; the teenage daughter who comes home pregnant.
Daily it seems we are offered a chance at forgiveness. Practice forgiveness. Give it freely –if you find it hard to forgive the ‘big things’ start by forgiving the ‘small things’. My grandmother lived with us for many years. It was not always easy but having her with us enriched not only mine and my husband’s lives but the lives of my sons. It taught them to respect and value the elderly.
Today consider how do you make each and every family member feel valued?
How does your family nourish you? And how do you not only practice but show compassion in the home?