CRUELTY

     It always surprises me when people are cruel. Most of the individuals I interact with are fairly reasonable, and gracious more often than not- thoughtful, and fundamentally kind. But occasionally, I find myself at the receiving end of someone's emotional whip. They lash me on purpose, and it hurts.
     But beyond the hurt, I have great compassion for those who are cruel. It seems sad to me that they should feel the need to be so vindictive. I lick my wounds and send out blessings, and remind myself that cruelty happens, and I can get caught in its cross-fire, which is no fun. So I better keep a look-out, and whenever possible, stay out of the way.

I send out armies of compassion to transmute barbs of cruelty.