I was driving the other day and listening to this interview with Kehinde Wiley, and It got me thinking about this question
There's a lot of ways to answer this, i think. One can beautify their world literally, by painting or other visual media, or by cleaning up their space.
One can beautify by enhancing the human experience, by driving a colleague home on a rainy day, by making music, by engaging in satisfying conversation, by comforting a friend (or not a friend, or even a stranger).
So Hubski, how do you beautify your world?
I just treat everybody like a human being with real dreams and hardships. I keep a garden. I try to leave people and things better than I found them.
- Walt Whitman A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;
How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he.
I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green
stuff woven.
Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord,
A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt,
Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, that we may see
and remark, and say Whose?
Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation.
I try to practice uninhibited compassion myself. As a very sarcastic person,this is much harder to do as my brain defaults to cynicism. Major work in progress...any tips?
I don't think I could answer that question with decent tips / rules, compassion is something that used to drive me up the wall because I knew someone who would try to lecture me on it every chance they got. There's definitely a (weird) fine line between "I'm going to let the warmness in my heart emotional embrace this person and love them with every fiber of my being and make my communication as clear as possible" and "I'm going to talk down to you from the get-go because I've already assumed you knew nothing because compassion".
By finding joy in the little things. It feels like we often set big goals and forget to stop and smell the roses and celebrate the little victories. I try to find a small good gesture amongst the chaos.