“When I die, I want to die knowing that I was the best person I could possibly be. That I reached out. That I did what I could. That with the hands I have and my time here, that I breathed life into those that could not breathe for themselves. There is so much suffering in the world. I see it everyday. I hold it in my hands when I rescue the torture cases that I do. I pull it close to my chest when I save dogs who are broken and abused. And I do not get it. Why there is so much hate in the world. Why whole wars are waged over beliefs and religion. Why people bomb and hold mass killings. As a people and as a race, I wonder how evolution has not reached certain parts of humanity. I wonder how people are bound by a culture that has only collected dust, like a book left upon a shelf. I wonder how as we learn and as we become more sensitive creatures, how cruelty still exists
throughout the world. In the Tongzhou province of China, I ventured into a slaughterhouse run by a small community. There were dogs, cats, rabbits, and fear that perspirated off the walls with such intensity, that fear itself looked too afraid to face death and die there alone. When my soul pierced into this dark hole, my heart bled through my eyes crumbling to the soil beneath me. I cannot even put into words what I saw. I cannot even use the ink in my pen to paint upon the ground. To describe what it is like seeing living creatures chained to tables with their organs exposed. Screaming. Some without feet. Some with no eyes. Still alive… screaming. I asked, why not kill them first? He said its culture, and that they have been doing it the same way for years. Slavery used to be culture. Lynchings, hangings – culture. But as we learned, as the human heart grew in size and grandeur, history became the past. History became a bridge that taught us not what to do, but how to do better. I told this man, the greatest thing in the world, is not found in death. It is found in breathing life into others. There is only blood in death. Only destruction. No love. No hope. Only nothingness. His face was a blank stare. My gift, a poem to eyes that could not comprehend, or maybe did not care. I rescued all the dogs I could and whomever was strong enough to survive transport. Saved three cats, and released a pair of the rabbits down by a river. The tortured that died there, I pressed my lips to their skin and shed tears with the hope that in the darkness – they knew they were not alone. The greatest gift in life, is not death – it is breathing life into those that cannot breathe for themselves. In all my weakness. In all my failures as a man. In all my wishing that who I am was stronger. At least I understand and know this one thing… The greatest gift in life is giving. My heart is dedicated to those around me. And if I learned anything from my journey back into that dark night – it is to try to be the best human being I can possibly be. We should all breathe into those around us, because that’s all it takes to change things. One breath. And giving.” Marc Ching (Animal Hope and Wellness)
I fully enjoy writing and reading fun, upbeat, inspirational posts but, personally, this is not what moves me into long term habits. The most meaningful moments of my life have come from sadness or fear, both feelings we all tend to run away from. These feelings actually lead to turning points in our lives if observed through the eyes of awareness. So I kindly ask of you to reserve a safe spot in your heart for the post below.
How many times have you sat and contemplated the meaning of life? We pass through this human experience with a strong desire to dive through something meaningful, leaving some positive footprints along the way. Working in our areas of interest or obtaining heightened experiences through different practices are rewarding and give us a sense of living in our purpose but is this all that we’re capable of?
Most of us are incredibly lucky because we have a roof over our head, food in the fridge, friends and family that love us, and money that sustain our needs. Living comfortably makes it almost impossible to truly understand how much suffering there really is in the world. I haven’t done the research but I’m pretty sure that the ratio between suffering and comfort is extremely off balance. I’m including all living beings; humans, animals, and our home; earth.
Take a moment to think about the underprivileged countries suffering through civil wars; the innocent children who are submerged in the most horrific and confusing environments through the earliest phases of their development, woman who are sexually abused because they are born into a society who deem them as only being of value based on what they can “provide”, the parents that have to decide on whether to take a child to the hospital or to feed their family because they don’t have enough for both, and the masses of people who are tortured or massacred on a daily basis. Now let’s not forget about the ones who don’t have a voice to show the world their suffering; the animals that are dying into extinction because there are humans who believe they are entitled to kill for sport, the marine life that’s disappearing because of what money and greed has led the oil industry to do, the horrific dog meat trade industry across Asia, and the destruction of natural habitats by big corporations that have cost innumerable amounts of lives. Our only home, earth, has suffered constant abuse because of greed leading the incredible arctic, the gorgeous living rainforests, and intrinsic seas to crumble right before our eyes.
Om Metta Bloom works with people, assisting them to walk through their internal fog of emotions and cultivate awareness so that they may improve their lives. This awareness can and should also be used to improve the world around us, dive through something meaningful, and leave some positive footprints along the way. When I hear the stories or see the videos of people physically putting their lives in harms way to help at least one life, my heart feels immensely. It feels as if it’s overflowing with sadness for the suffering struck upon the innocent and a strong pull because of the desire to help.
Reaching the end of the year, we tend to look back at our struggles, our accomplishments, and our losses. Do you look back at your moments of kindness and generosity towards another being, at what you’ve done to make a difference (big or small)? Below are some links that will connect you to some beautiful organizations that you can donate to. These passionate beings put all their love and effort into what they do, most risk their lives because they refuse to turn a blind eye.
I thank you and your heart for giving in any way shape or form. Let's create an ever-growing ripple effect of kindness so that every living being can know that they matter and that they are loved.
“Giving is an art, an essence of existence and a test of our character. It asks deep questions about our relationship to others, to ourselves and to time itself.” David Whyte
Animal Hope & Wellness:
“Our foundation’s mission is to shine a light on this very dark and barbaric practice. To expose the torture to the world in order to enact change and force the government to create laws to protect these precious animals from unfounded and cruel tradition.”
Doctors Without Borders:
“At its core, the purpose of humanitarian action is to save the lives and ease the suffering of people caught in acute crises, thereby restoring their ability to rebuild their lives and communities.”
The Orangutan Project:
“Orangutans, tigers, many other species and, not the least, indigenous peoples and their cultures are being bulldozed out of existence. Every hour 300 football fields of precious remaining forest is lost in Malaysia and Indonesia to make way for palm oil plantations.”
“Almost 80% of orangutan habitat has disappeared in the last 20 years.
We are losing over 6,000 orangutans a year. There are now only 400 Sumatran tigers left in the world. We must stop this devastation in its tracks.”