“Be the change that you would like to see in the world.” Mahatma Gandhi

Written for and Published in The Seeds 4 Life.

Many of us close our eyes and say a prayer of how we would like our world to be. A prayer for love and light to illuminate the darkness that has introduced itself in many of our lives and our planet. A prayer for the things we would like for ourselves. A prayer for what we would like for others. Many of us PRAY, but do not DO.
If we would like our world to be peaceful, be peace. Make peace with the people you have found yourself at odds with. Make peace with whatever resistance there is that is keeping you from welcoming peace of mind. Make peace with your imperfections and those of others.
If we would like to see more kindness in the world, be kind. Smile at a stranger. Pay for someone’s meal. Volunteer. Give someone a hug. Feed the homeless. Offer your time to someone who needs help. Give flowers.
If you would like our world to be more tolerant, be tolerant. Respect the differences you have with others. Do not judge. Do not reject what you know nothing about. Learn from those that are not like you. Be understanding of how others choose to love and live.
If you would like more light in the world, be a light. Be an illuminating force in darkness. Be the positivity in the negativity. Be the silver lining. Be the calm after the storm. Be the breeze in the overwhelming heat of anguish. 
If you would like to see a change in the world, be the change. We lead by example. Be that example. Before you know it, that light of yours will provide others with the spark they need to illuminate their darkness as well.

Humans of New York: Sharing Stories from refugees in Europe

Humans of New York (HONY) is currently sharing stories from refugees in Europe. These are stories that need to be read and shared. It is easy to remain disconnected from what is happening across the sea or across the border, but we are ONE world, ONE human race, ONE love.

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The extent to which refugee children have been conditioned by their environment is heartbreaking. We wanted permission to take this young girl’s photograph, so we asked if her mother was nearby. Her eyes filled with the most uncontrollable fear that I’ve ever seen in a child. ‘Why do you want my mother?’ she asked. Later, her parents told us how the family had crouched in the woods while soldiers ransacked their house in Syria. More recently they’d been chased through the woods by Turkish police. After we’d spent a few minutes talking with her parents, she returned to being a child and could not stop hugging us, and laughing, and saying ‘I love you so much.’ But I went to sleep that night remembering the terror on her face when we first asked to speak to her mother.