the good word

Why doesn't the human capacity to love extend beyond our own romantic interests and family? Is loving so hard? It comes easily to me, but maybe like a person is hesitant to love because they've been hurt before, humans are hesitant to love because the world hasn't been kind first.

It's a reciprocity sort of thing, that we expect something from the world before we will give of ourselves. Should we let our fear of reciprocity stop us from creating more good energy? I remember the first time that I, in my infinite five-year-old wisdom, reached out to a strange dog to pet it and it growled, barked and snapped at me. I was scared, I cried, but I didn't give up loving dogs.

From Belize 2008