Imagine when we see a child that is unhappy, maybe someone they liked told them to get lost, or maybe they didn’t get something or get to go somewhere they wanted to.
What we’d like to get them to understand is IT’S ALL OK and they are still WONDERFUL and life is still WONDROUS and AWESOME and FUN, But fortunately with kids we usually don’t have to say much, they can usually forget what is bothering them pretty quickly all on their own, and so they get back to being HAPPY and CURIOUS and PLAYING and having FUN and feeling GOOD feelings.
But then for various reasons, we adults tend to lose touch with this basic kind of resilience, we lose touch with how WONDERFUL we really are, how BEAUTIFUL and WORTHY and PRECIOUS we are. I suppose that is something one could get weepy about,
IT SEEMS LIKE SUCH A TRAGEDY, SUCH A WASTE.
Then again maybe this capacity to lose touch with ourselves is all a part of the big picture.
In any case i get weepy about it, from time to time.
Anything that anyone gives attention to, becomes true