Planet earth is approximately 4.5 billion years old. Scientists believe first life began around 3 billion years ago. Humans have been here on earth for approximately 200,000 years. We are a teeny tiny blip on the timeline of earth and yet there are an estimated 7.7 billion of us.
My life is an even tinier blip. And yet, I find this brings me a strange kind of comfort. I’m comforted knowing that I don’t need to take everything so seriously, I don’t need to get caught up in the stories I tell myself, I don’t need to be so easily offended. Of course I still do these things, we all do.
Humans divide themselves into categories. Race, religion, ethnicity, gender, socioeconomic status and religion just to name a few. We even divide ourselves by our hobbies, our food preference and our clothes. We are biologically programmed to be judgmental for our survival. And yet, we are also intelligent enough to recognize our bias. We can strive to be more inclusive. We can stop ourselves mid-judgement if we practice. The more we practice, the more we recognize our connectiveness.
Where am I going with all of this. This new year, I’ve decided not to set resolutions. Instead I am going to try and do more of what I am already doing….more connecting and less judging. Seeking out the things that bring us together. And when I do find myself judging, I will think the words I recently read by Pema Chodron. Like me.
Like me…this person wants love. Like me…this person is doing their best. Like me…this person wants to be happy.