Pride

Each of us takes pride in something. For some it’s the beauty of their physical appearance, for others it may be their intelligence, or their artistry, or even their skin color or nationality.

Yet who among us was consulted when these attributes were handed out? No one asked me what color skin I wanted or where I wanted to be born or what I would look like or how intelligent I would be. Nor will any of these things mean anything to us or to the world when we go to our graves. Therefore, taking pride in such things seems ludicrous. Worse, we often use our gifts and talents to highlight the differences between ourselves and others – the ego’s preferred means of dividing us. By doing so, we turn blessings into curses and cause nothing but discord.

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