Unlocking the Powers of my Subconscious Mind

Day 14 - Grateful Memories♥️

Today I saw something unusual. A person who I regard as a very good human being is not being good or can also be referred to as slightly rude to someone else.

Why is it so?

If a person is less fortunate than you in any way, does that give you the power to treat them badly?

I don't think so.
 

The power doesn't actually come from treating them badly; it comes from treating them on par with everyone above you.

Just show them that they deserve equal good treatment despite their poorness in any way, like wealth, education, or career.

I was taught this right from my childhood. The ones who taught this are not my family but two of my cousins. They are more of friends than cousins.

 
They are the wealthiest kids I know, then. Even now, they are one of the wealthiest people I have met. They are siblings, and they are my inspiration to become a better human being.

I was not a rich person back then, which can be interpreted as the opposite of rich.

 
I didn't have any fancy toys, and they had everything that was on the market. It was approximately 20 years ago, and they even had kids motor cars in their home, in which they rode.

 
Even for a friend, I might be way out of their league. But I never felt that way then. After living for 20+ years, I realized maybe that's not how all human beings are.
 

They share everything they have with us. We are not any special. They share it with all the cousins they have. They treat everyone equally, and they never ever said that they were the owners of those fancy things. They bring toys, and we all play with it and that's it.

Some toys can get broken. Some can get lost. But they never blame anyone, and they never act superior to us. They like to be part of the game and not the boss of it.

We usually travel in their car. If it's an 8-seater car, 12+ people travel in it. Maybe we are the extras. They never made us uncomfortable. They try to adjust by sitting on the laps of others. They try to provide seats for us even though it's none of their business. Even I don't know how to be that good. Those congested rides are the best parts of my life. I still miss those childhood moments with them.

 
They even came to our rented home once or twice. They ate rice with milk in our home because that's what we had at that point. Even if it's just rice and milk, they enjoy it, and they never complain.

I am trying my entire life to be that good. At each and every point of life, when I come across good people, I get reminded of them. If I meet bad people, I miss them even more.

 
They are so good to be human beings. They are the angels that I met in this life.

 
Still, they are friends to me. Still, they are good, just like they used to be.

Two years back, I was with them for a temple visit. Everyone left their slippers outside the temple to pray to God. Then we came to know that the exit for the temple is not the same as the entry. So our slippers are stranded at the entry point.

One of these angels and his father went to collect the slippers of all. He carried my slippers with his bare hands. I can't express how I felt back then. He didn't sigh, or he didn't give any negative reactions. He is just handing me my slippers with his bare hands. Still, I am not sure whether I will do the same for him. He is way beyond good. His sister is just the same as him.
 

They both inspire me to become a better human being. If I am any good in character or attitude, it's because of them.

 
If I am bad, then I am the one who is solely responsible for it.
 

I never appreciated them for their goodness. They don't even know I feel this way. I just treat them just like all other people, because that's what they like, I guess.

I always wanted to help them in any way possible. But I never had the chance to do so. Once I get rich enough to help them, I will give them whatever they ask for. What they did to me and how they shaped my life can never be compensated by money. But I am still not sure how to repay their kindness.

The possible thing that I can do is treating people below me the same way they treated me. They taught me so many life lessons. They taught me that there is something more than money, and not all rich people should be labeled bad.
 

Even though they did so many good things for me, they did something that has had a negative impact on my life. They never made me realize that money is important. I never knew in my childhood that money was what was giving me all this. All I thought was that love is what brings everything finer to me, not money. But as I grew older, I realized that their love is such a rare thing to find, and money is something that is needed for survival.

Still having mixed emotions whether I actually learned the value of money because if I can have either their love or money, I will trade money for their love.

Still and forever thankful for them.

4/5 (skipped meditation)

-Araminta Flores
(October 6, 2023)