I have a choice
The evolution of my life continues and I am at a choice, a constant fork in the road. At this fork is a question...
How far am I willing to go to make a difference?
I don't have an answer, and maybe I never will, but I am attempting to use a lesson from our friend and teacher Mohandas K. Ghandi...
"I will give you a talisman. Whenever you are in doubt, or when the self becomes too much with you, apply the following test. Recall the face of the poorest and the weakest man [woman] whom you may have seen, and ask yourself, if the step you contemplate is going to be of any use to him [her]. Will he [she] gain anything by it? Will it restore him [her] to a control over his [her] own life and destiny? In other words, will it lead to swaraj [freedom] for the hungry and spiritually starving millions?
Then you will find your doubts and your self melt away."
I have grown up in rich white suburban USA. SUVs, over priced and overly clean grocery stores, and ever changing and expensive fashion all dominate the streets of my memory, along with an empty sense of purpose and humanity. Ghandi's quote is fairly straight forward but what should jump out at us is the call to make a choice. This choice is whether or not we decide to continue with our conditioned ways.
Growing up we are taught that we should be nice and respectful, that we should recycle and care for others and that giving is more important than receiving. But our actions reflect an entirely different picture as stated so clearly and bluntly by this brave individual.
We have learned to chose to harm our world. I recognize that is a cold statement, but that is where the fruit hides. But first, we must fully and openly recognize the choices we make, day in and day out.
We have chosen to leave our fellow humans on the street. Everyday I walk by individuals waiting patiently for a passerby to recognize their existence by giving them a small piece of change. I am one of those passerbys. I do give money, a horribly small amount, but why do I not give someone the couch in my living room? Because I choose not too.
Choosing to be indifferent destroys. But what is the definition and reach of indifference? Am I being indifferent when I spend 5 USD on a beer instead of giving it to the person on the street? Am I being indifferent when i chose to eat meat when i readily know that the meat industry in my country is creating an environmental disaster? My answer is yes.
The society I have been raised in breeds indifference, and I have helped perpetuate the disaster. That is why my heart weeps and the faces of the poor rightfully flood my thoughts. However, a phoenix can only rise from the ashes.
I hope I have the strength to listen to my heart and the hearts of others. Thus, let my faith in our humanity be demonstrated through my action and let my actions demonstrate how far I am willing to go to make a difference.
Differences are only in our world made when we decide to make a choice, and...
I have a choice.

Help



