Measured Words

Once, when I was a naive young girl, roaming the halls of high school, I was talking to my friends about a girl we knew behind her back.  She walked up behind me and I was caught.  I can't even describe how horrible that felt inside.  It was an unpleasant experience for myself, the girl and my friends.  

Lesson learned.

Six years of life experience later, and I've experienced plenty of similar situations to that above, only I now tend to stand in the other girl's shoes.  And guess what, being an adult doesn't make those situations any more pleasant than they were in high school.

But why, as adults, do we still play these games?  

Often, as adults, we say the same vicious things about others behind their backs... the same things we call "ruthless" when we hear about it happening in schools.  

Does anyone realize this?  

So when will we learn to grow up?  

...to rise above?  

...to speak love?

...or, heaven forbid, to address a concern directly with the person 

instead of spreading it publicly or inappropriately.

Sometimes people say mean things and they fail to consider the repercussions of who they're speaking with, where they voice or display these words and how it might feel to the subject of these mean words should they every find their way back to him or her.

A wise rabbit {Thumper's Mother} once said,

"If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all."

A simple concept that proves incredibly difficult to live by.

"What would it be like, if we learned to love each other?  What would it be like if we lived like we believe that everybody matters.  Because we're all here together and we all need each other to make it through this life.  What would it be like?"

~Salvador~