At first glance, when someone comes across a person that needs help that someone seems to be in the stronger position, the wiser one, the more educated, or wealthier one. The person in need seems to be weak and poor or someone who has not enough knowledge to help themselves. But is it really that way?
As we know, we all come here for a purpose. That purpose has to do with our own development but at the same time, our journey is woven into the journey of others. Perhaps the steps we make affect people we never meet. Many people are coming into this physical life with health issues or they develop them over time. How wonderful to have such wonderful spirits around who help those in need, nurses, doctors, physicians. psychologists, friends, family, … They are the anchor those people need. Some people are born into poor living conditions, into parts of the world where crimes are dominating their daily lives, or where they suffer from hunger. Again, what a blessing to have our earth angels who organize food transports, building schools, donating money to social institutions, for those who are working voluntarily and everybody who dedicates their lives to help balance the imbalance as good as they can. But who makes this all happen? Who really teaches compassion and love?
Would we ever find that compassionate spot inside of us if there was no one in need? We are making our life plans before we come down here. We make contracts with particular souls for teaching and supporting each other (it is always that, teaching and supporting, no matter, how it may appear though our physical eyes). The most loving souls agree to take the hard part. They are coming down here to give others the chance to open their hearts. They are coming down here to remind us of how much we need each other, that we are one family, and that everyone has to be treated with respect and dignity. Those wonderful souls strike that chord inside which gives others the opportunity to give. But it is always in the one in need who triggers the wonders.
Whenever someone says, thank you to me because of something I did for them, I am often out of words. Because, I feel rather humbled that I was chosen and given the opportunity to open my heart, to feel the wonderful feeling of love flowing freely and naturally. Actually, I am the one who is so thankful since I was given the possibility to do what I love most to do: bringing some light into the world of someone. But in fact, the light was given to me first. I honor everyone who takes the part of the one in need. They are the real angels who make sure that the river of love never dries out. They are the actual miracle workers. The weak ones show us our strength. The less educated ones teach us to teach. The poor ones show us what really counts in life. The ill (physical or mentally) ones make us think of cures and support our own healing. The wonder of this all is, once we focus on the well-being of someone else, we distance from our own struggles, lift us above our problems, and look at everything from a higher perspective. We become more humble and much more thankful. In finding ways to help them, we help ourselves. A give and take. The question just is, who actually gives first?
In Love and Light