I heard last week on NPR that the primary feeling associated with the act of compassion is... discomfort.
It was an epiphany for me.
Since becoming a parent 8+ years ago, I recognize that my biggest weakness is probably compassion. I like to keep things moving, I can't stand constant whining and crying... I'm constantly reminding myself to take a breath and dig deep for compassion.
But this revelation makes so much sense... the act of compassion usually triggers discomfort.
I hate being uncomfortable. Okay, I mean, everyone does, sure. But... I can't seem to do a plank for 60 seconds not because it's painful but I just don't like the feeling, so I stop. I actively avoid discomfort where I can. That's not a life well lived. A good life includes discomfort which is almost always a side effect of growth. I certainly don't want to stop growing.
So, here's to a little discomfort going a long way.
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