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I just got Marshall B. Rosenberg's book about living with compassion through practicing nonviolent communication. I haven't even read it yet, but...<br><br>
I stopped our infamous neighborhood "tweaker" on the street (meth user) who burgled my house (I'm 95% positive it was him -even moreso after talking with him!). We were both nervous. But I spoke from the heart. I introduced myself and my babe (yes, I was holding him). And I brought up the burglary first thing. He blamed it on someone else (another infamous neighbor that I have a "working relationship" with -I think I'm misusing the term, but I mean that we have a mutual respect that works for us). And then I asked him where I would be able to find the items that were taken from my house. And THEN HE APOLOGIZED as we were saying our farewells -"Sorry about that!" And do you know what? I really needed that. I had been feeling a ghost-like presence in my life. A real uneasiness, and sometimes anger. And now I'm healed.<br><br>
I had really been moved by something beyond myself to speak to him. I felt that the universe was bringing us together. It was just too coincidental that I have only ever seen him walking on a street adjacent to ours but on this particular day, there he was, walking right by my house just as I was getting baby out of the car after running an errand. So I called after him to stop. I had been wanting to do this since the sanctity of my home was violated. I had been afraid to talk to him, but was buoyed by the moment.<br><br>
And this is how I want to be! I want to speak my experience. I want to heal myself through investigation in the world. I want to seek peace and build peace. Wow. It was a cool experience. I felt so strong and able. It was a *spiritual* experience.<br><br>
Part of what I needed to see is that this guy is real. He has pain. And yet he has a capacity for compassion. And he has perspective that I can learn from.
I stopped our infamous neighborhood "tweaker" on the street (meth user) who burgled my house (I'm 95% positive it was him -even moreso after talking with him!). We were both nervous. But I spoke from the heart. I introduced myself and my babe (yes, I was holding him). And I brought up the burglary first thing. He blamed it on someone else (another infamous neighbor that I have a "working relationship" with -I think I'm misusing the term, but I mean that we have a mutual respect that works for us). And then I asked him where I would be able to find the items that were taken from my house. And THEN HE APOLOGIZED as we were saying our farewells -"Sorry about that!" And do you know what? I really needed that. I had been feeling a ghost-like presence in my life. A real uneasiness, and sometimes anger. And now I'm healed.<br><br>
I had really been moved by something beyond myself to speak to him. I felt that the universe was bringing us together. It was just too coincidental that I have only ever seen him walking on a street adjacent to ours but on this particular day, there he was, walking right by my house just as I was getting baby out of the car after running an errand. So I called after him to stop. I had been wanting to do this since the sanctity of my home was violated. I had been afraid to talk to him, but was buoyed by the moment.<br><br>
And this is how I want to be! I want to speak my experience. I want to heal myself through investigation in the world. I want to seek peace and build peace. Wow. It was a cool experience. I felt so strong and able. It was a *spiritual* experience.<br><br>
Part of what I needed to see is that this guy is real. He has pain. And yet he has a capacity for compassion. And he has perspective that I can learn from.