Why limit our worthiness with preconceived notions?
Who or what or how were these “limits” or parameters set anyway?
These limits literally depress the soul; they keep it down!
A depressed soul cannot scale Martin Luther King’s mountaintop to have a vision of what’s possible, to love more unconditionally.
No wonder King and Gandhi could love their enemies.
They felt for them.
Compassion of this kind can see, and accept, and even love the struggles of our limited minds and hearts.
It is this kind of compassion that envelops our pain with love and tenderness. And the fierceness of love’s fire blazing bright, thankfully, never accepts its limits.
The Every Day Yogi 