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Do You Just Cry at Humanity?
Grab a coffee, this is a long post......☕
I have a confession to make.
I cry. Often.
And not just at the big, obvious things, the tragedies that make the headlines, the disasters that flash across our screens. I cry at the small, quiet, everyday moments that reveal the brokenness of our world.
I cry watching a news report about a child who went to bed hungry. I cry reading a social media post about someone who was treated with cruelty simply for being who they are. I cry listening to a podcast about injustice, about ecosystems collapsing, about people fleeing their homes while the rest of us scroll past.
And sometimes, I cry at the sheer weight of it all.
The tears come unbidden. They well up in my throat, burn behind my eyes, and spill down my cheeks. And in those moments, I feel something visceral, a deep, aching sadness in my chest. A grief that is not just mine, but collective. A sorrow for the state of our world, for the dreadful, unspeakable things that we, all of us, collectively allow to continue.
We see it. We know it. And yet, what do we do?
We turn a blind eye.
We scroll past.
We change the channel.
We tell ourselves it's too big, too complex, too far away.
We shrug our shoulders and say, "I wish I could do something."
We wring our hands and mutter, "Someone really should help."
We post a black square, a broken heart emoji, a prayer emoji, and then we carry on with our day.
And so it continues.
The suffering, the exploitation, the destruction.
The endless cycle of outrage followed by apathy, of tears followed by silence.
But here is the question that keeps me awake at night....
Is our crying a beginning or an ending?
Is it just an emotional release, a momentary purge that makes us feel better without changing anything?
Or is it the first crack in our armour, the first stirring of something that might actually lead to action?
Because I'll be honest... I am tired of just crying.
I am tired of feeling sad and then doing nothing.
I am tired of the "I wish" that never becomes "I will."
The Buddha spoke of compassion, karuna, as the heart that trembles in the presence of suffering. And I believe that the tears we shed are the trembling of our hearts. They are a sign that we are still human, that we are still connected, that we have not yet hardened into indifference.
But compassion without action is just sentimentality. It is a beautiful feeling that goes nowhere. It is the warmth of a fire that we never use to cook a meal.
So what do we do with this grief?
Maybe we let it wake us up.
Maybe we let it move us, not just to tears, but to our feet.
Maybe we start with one small, imperfect act... a conversation, a donation, a volunteer shift, a letter to a politician, a decision to spend our money differently, a choice to be kinder to the person right in front of us.
Maybe we stop saying "I wish" and start saying "I will."
I am not suggesting we can save the whole world.
I am not suggesting we carry the weight of all suffering on our shoulders. That would crush us. But I am suggesting that we each take responsibility for the corner of the world we can actually touch. That we become the change we cry about. That we stop outsourcing our humanity to someone else.
And maybe, just maybe, we need to cry together.
Because isolation feeds despair.
When we cry alone, we feel hopeless. When we cry together, we remember that we are not powerless. We remember that we are a community, a collective, a force that can shift the tides if we choose to act.
So yes, I cry at humanity. I cry for the children, the animals, the forests, the refugees, the forgotten, the voiceless. I cry for the state of our world.
But I refuse to let my tears be the end of the story.
Today, I am asking myself, and I am asking you to take that grief and let it become something more. Let it become a prayer, then a plan, then a practice. Let it become a small, daily rebellion against the numbness of our age.
Because the world doesn't need our tears as much as it needs our hands.
So, my friends, if you cry at humanity, I see you. I feel you. I am right there with you.
But let's not stop there.
Let's cry, and then let's act. Let's grieve, and then let's grow. Let's feel the weight of it all, and then let's carry each other forward.
Because the alternative, to keep crying and doing nothing, is a luxury we can no longer afford.
With tears, with hope, and with a stubborn refusal to look away, and of course.... With Love ❤️
Always
Mark
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