“Empathy is the capacity to think and feel oneself into the inner life of another person.”
Heinz Kohut
I woke up around 2:20 in the night and was compelled to write the following:
I know what it’s like to lose my dad, but I don’t know what it was like for you to lose yours.
I know what it’s like to lose my mom, but I don’t know what it was like for you to lose yours.
I know what it’s like to lose a sibling, but I don’t know what it was like for you to lose yours.
I know what it’s like to lose my spouse, but I don’t know what it was like for you to lose yours.
Although we experience loss, it is difficult to know completely how others are handling their own. We all struggle, but we struggle differently. However, we can’t let fear and apprehension stop us from helping someone suffering. It is uncomfortable, perhaps awkward, but nonetheless, it is a shoulder, an ear, or a hug that they need the most.
Psychoanalyst, Heinz Kohut, mentions capacity. For me, capacity is bottomless, and capacity overflows. Capacity is infinite. When we are privileged to accept the invitation to aid in another’s grief, the love and compassion that bubbles up from our heart-filled capacity, is miraculous.
I overheard an elderly woman at the car repair center tell the shop manager that her husband had always handled the car issues. She continued to tell him he recently passed, so she was now the one to make the decisions. I sat down by her. I turned to her and said, “I overheard you talking with the man; I am recently widowed too. How are you doing today?”
Sure, this was way out of my comfort zone, but we had a sincere conversation. I learned about their children and what they enjoyed doing together. There was so much we had in common, but our stories were so beautifully different.
Dip into the capacity of your heart. See you Tuesday