People who hurt others are hurting.
These days the deep questions of life and death are sitting front and center in my life. Serious and important things.
But like irritating little gnats, people behaving badly have buzzed round the periphery.
When they buzz into my sphere I have to swat them away. My priorities are bigger. More important. And all about love.
I’ve watched someone with whom I used to be close lose herself completely in a sad dysfunction. Others who used to be in my sphere are acting out in ways that are noticeable, but don’t directly impact me.
And I’ve seen so-called professional women behaving badly, in ugly and toxic ways.
Seriously? I ask, silently. This is how you are?
A friend commented recently that people today feel powerless and the less power they believe they have, the more they feel they need to control other people.
That seems profound, to me.
Even as I have bigger, more important priorities, a tiny bit of my heart and mind notes–and grieves– the number of damaged people in the world.
Why do people hurt each other? I wondered the other day.
One part of the answer is that they are hurting, themselves: their own damage is so profound they respond atavistically by lashing out.
As a chronic observer, I can’t help but kick into gear a natural emotional detachment that’s been an effective way to file these bad behaviors away without letting their toxicity hurt me.
I’ve learned to hold them in the light, ask the Divine for their highest and best good and let go.
Because only hurting people hurt others.
As I write this, I’m still swatting. Maybe by the time you see this, they’ll have buzzed off to some other target.
So tell us: how do you deal with people who lash out with nasty behavior?