My post before about random acts of kindness quite struck me level-headed with the scenario i've had in my mind - which i couldn't shrug-off lately. I was thinking if being kind is really a human-nature? Was it part of our nerve-producing attitudes ever since the beginning of time?
So, when's the last time you've practiced random acts of kindness? Or when's the last time you've unwillingly shared-out your innate skills or knowledge per se, without the tinge of remorse and regret upon knowing the impressive outcome from where you've extended the help. Sometimes, we barely notice that we are jealous already and yet, most of the time, this jealousy is overshadowed by the overwhelming effect of inspiration once we get to know the results of what we've done. In spite of the uber positive aftermath which could have been our very own crowning glory, the happiness tries to linger, soothing and extending through our senses, telling with satisfaction that we've done it, although the reward isn't directed verbally at us. There is no disconnect or whatsoever, but a feeling of euphoria where the only need to un break the questioning is the profound atonement of sharing your own knowledge and wisdom.
Maybe, it's what you call learning through sharing. You learn when you impart what you've known; the knowledge get enhanced as you try to deliver and share. The more application you do on that acquired knowledge will further you in the perfection of that skill. Maybe it's that effect that keeps us sharing, that keeps us generous and compassionate, no matter where we came from, no matter how our own cultures raised us, and no matter how we have arrived to what we are today in time.
MAC