Empathy

Journal Entry:

Today I thought about the story of Ashoka in Buddhism—how he was once a fierce and ruthless ruler until he confronted the reality of his actions and found compassion. That story has always resonated with me, reminding me of a personal turning point in my own life. I used to go out and hunt, almost thoughtlessly, but then my mom confronted me one day, gently telling me, "These animals are little creatures just like us, with families." Her words struck a deep chord. I saw the world differently from that day on, understanding life and feeling a sadness I hadn’t known before. I knew I didn’t want to harm another living thing again. I felt empathy and even a sense of responsibility toward these creatures and the world around me. 

Reflecting on that now, I realize how important it is to carry that empathy forward—to not let the world harden me, to protect that gentler part within. It’s the same inner child that never really fades, no matter how many years pass. And though we grow, that child needs nurturing. 

It’s humbling to have people in my life who see this part of me and value it. Knowing that means a lot—thank you, truly, for understanding me a little more. I love you. It’s moments like these, where our past, our stories, our inner child comes to light, that make life feel meaningful. I suppose that’s the beauty of connection, of cherishing those we love.

Sometimes, like Ashoka, we find peace through transformation and letting go of the past, though not all of it. We keep the parts that remind us where we came from and let the rest guide us forward. And sometimes, it’s okay to simply sit in the sun, just as we are. To take a break from reality and embrace the now.