I had a really great, really wonderful dream last night. I dreamt that I owned a small clothing shop and a man tried to steal something while I was gone. I caught him in the act but instead of being angry, I looked at him for a minute, then sat down and said, “Can we talk for a while?”
We sat on some grass outside and I said, “Tell me how you feel,” and he explained a little and then I gave him some advice.
After that, he became my friend.
At one point, I even held him in my arms.
I woke up thinking, that was the best feeling in the world.
Of course, in the real world, I’m just as selfish as everyone else. But also just like everyone else, when I’m not, it feels so much better than when I am.
Today, I resolve to care about others a little more. Not because they need it, necessarily.
But because it makes me feel so good.