Dave is inspirational. I have added these first two lines after writing all that is below, I sit here awaiting the sunrise with my aged dog finally resting next to me and typed out a therapy session - I would like to share my experience.
to add - for the last several years my wife has been going to a conferance that is only for women and is focused on herbal and holistic ideas. She returns from it with knowledge and a complete re-boot from our world.
This year she shared a message that one of the speakers had said and it struck a very deep chord in me. (I paraphrase the best I can) The majority of the people in our society are traveling through life with a broken heart. When she told me this tears began rolling out of my eyes* 'I have a broken heart'.
My personal reflection is that it is not the traditional broken heart because a high school crush left you for someone else. It is a broken heart because the fundamental core being of BEING has been suffocated. As Dave said our society has conditioned us, and as we become more "advanced" and "progress" we are leaving love and respect behind.
Now we can (and should) be practicing love and respect with everyone we meet everyday (again, plagiarizing Dave), but for me personally, I have to work VERY hard to be able to ignore the long, long, insurmountable path that we are facing for a significant change to occur. If you turn on a radio /TV, read the paper, watch how people interact/ avoid others, you are reminded that our society is focused on so many wrong things, hate, power, materialism, entitlement, ignorance . . . it is like a disease.
it makes me cry.
Everyday I need to really have a good "self talk" about remembering to share love and respect with everything I do. Unfortunately I have been brainwashed and the reprogramming process is difficult, my ego takes over and laughs - it makes me cry.
* it has been way too long since I have had a snot running, sobbing, gasping for air cry - I know I need it, I have personally had some things happen in my life that warrant it . . . it won't come, my ego blocks it - instead tears roll out and my cheeks get wet.