“Life is a balance between what we can control and what we cannot. I am learning to live between effort and surrender.” ~Danielle Orner
What
gentles us so that we are gentler to others?
I have a feeling that, for some of us, the love, care and compassion for
our animal brothers and sisters, tenders us so that we can be tenderer to our
kith and kin.
What
helps us be tolerant, sympathetic and compassionate? Is that the same as defining a nice
person? I always thought I was a nice
person. I work hard at understanding
myself, but, apparently, I was way off the mark. I simply do not know how to deal with
conflict, criticism and it is shocking and really impacting when someone
proclaims something you had no idea about.
Suddenly the world does a spin and you are left questioning
yourself. Of course, after being too
stunned to defend oneself... and, of course, being me, being adamant about
it. I did not walk away fast enough.
To
be tender is considered as being weak or delicate. I am neither.
But, being tender is also being moved to affection, in part. And being tender does not mean that we are
only tender-hearted with certain people or select animals, places, or things. It takes definite strength to care or share
care when something, someplace, someone is barely loveable, but to be a tender
person, one must.
Life
would make us hard, would make us uncaring, and would make us not care for even
ourselves. Life is harsh at best. For some, it is harsher than for others. We only need to look around us to see
that. Having a tender heart can not mean
we are such empaths that we pick up other people's hurts and wounds, though,
and some do. We have to own our own so
we can be understanding and tolerant of others.
We have to question our motives when we care too much for someone,
something, some place. What is caring
too much? I think enmeshment is caring
too much, 'helicoptering' parents care too much in the wrong ways, enabling is
caring in the wrong ways, allowing others to cross our boundaries is allowing
too much, etc.
Our
expectations can keep us from being tender-hearted as well. We want someone to change so badly that it
makes us angry when they do not. I have
caught those waves over a daughter and I go from angry to pity to mothering, to
crying in a number of hours, and she still does not change. No, not even God helped her change. I stand her, wishing, hoping, praying, but
none of what I do helps her. None of all
the other people's helping in these ways helps.
In the end, I have had to give up expecting her to put down her drugs
and alcohol and go back and gather up her children and help them get through a
life she has handed them. I offered,
taught, and expected so much more for her.
How do tender-hearted people do it?
A
tender heart is cultivated, I think. We
pick out the wears and tares of those things that make us angry or bitter, and
keep on hoeing the row. We learn to
express our emotions, to tell our stories, and continue being us no matter how
flawed and failed we might be. We dust
ourselves off, consider we are not someone else's definition and we try to make
the most of who we are.
It
seems the next thing we have to do is really develop our ability to forgive.
When we are harboring hard feelings, we cannot be tender. There is a healthy balance between being
forgiven and forgiving. Perhaps being
able to sacrifice our own ego in order to comfort another is part of this. Self-pity has no place in being a tender,
loving, person. I despise pity worse
than anything, in myself, and I have little time, any more for those who get
stuck in the attention-seeking rut of needing pity. Many of us have been used by those kind, and
eventually it leads to feeling used and then the ego gets into it. A tender heart knows when to let go of the
shovel and let them shovel themselves out on their own. Empowering others comes from the
tender-hearted.
Love
and compassion and gentleness and encouragement are all traits of tender hearts
that know when they are being tender and knowing when they are being enablers
or victims. Sometimes we cannot be sure
if we are loving or leaning, helping or hindering, and we will fail at
everything sometimes. Then it is time to
turn our tender heart in on ourselves and have it help us know where to walk
from there.
Challenge: If you were
to do a page on being tender-hearted, how would you show it?
©Carol
Desjarlais 11.12.19
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