The Suffering of Others

We are all pretty well off, we have access to the internet, a roof over our heads and usually our basic needs taken care of. I’m sorry if I’m pooling you into a group you don’t feel comfortable in but the fact that your reading this tells me you at least have this opportunity in your lives.

What about those that don’t have the same opportunities, those suffering in some way, those who live the most difficult and painful lives? I really struggle with this at times, wonder why the world is so unfair, why people suffer.

The only conclusion I can really reach is that they are suffering for me, their lives teach me something, they are the masters.

There must be a reason, if your spiritual, you’ll agree with purpose, you’ll understand the journey of the spirit. I don’t believe it is always a pleasant one, I think some people come to earth, not for the experience, not for the development of their own souls but for humanity.

I know a young woman, I’ve spoken about her before and called her Ann. Well Ann was abused from birth, she is brain damaged from the abuse she suffered from those that were supposed to care for and love her, her parents. I have worked with abused children traumatised by abuse for years and I can tell you Ann’s case file is one of the worst I have read.

Ann has epilepsy and we have been informed that she will at some point suffer sudden death because of this. Ann is in her 20’s and has not had a life, she functions as a toddler might and does not get pleasure from life. When I think about this I have to ask why and the only conclusion I can reach is to teach those around her something. I think she has probably taught us all different lessons but her life is certainly etched on my soul.

She has taught me in so many ways and will continue to do so. I’m lucky I know Ann, I’ve known her since she was 7 years old when I worked with her. My best friend fostered her and has her to this day so I’m a sort of auntie.

I’m only using Ann as an example but look out into the world and see how many people are suffering, the number is growing. If it is choice that they suffer then this must tell us we are not learning, we are allowing suffering to go on without really taking notice.

Brighton where I live has a big homeless population, everybody comments when they visit, but do those living here really notice in the same way? Interesting isn’t it how we can become oblivious to the suffering of others. Somebody throws themselves under a train and people complain because it holds up the line, I don’t get it.

If our own lessons are supposed to teach us, why don’t we take more notice and learn from the experiences of others. Because I think until we do its going to get worse out there, if they are here to teach us, something has to make us take notice.

What has it taught you, do you have any messages to share, anything that you learnt  from the suffering of other?



Strength is born in the deep silence of long suffering hearts, not amid joy

~ Felicia Hermans, 1793-1835

Everything that happens to us in life is a teaching, it is all meant to be and points us to the way we should be going, but nothing on earth teaches us about life more than suffering. When we suffer we learn and grow, no doubt about it, I have never heard anyone argue the point, but it is easily ignored. Cast to the backs of our minds until pain pierces our hearts or wherever else on our list of priorities.

We suffer in different ways, depending on our makeup I suppose, deeper souls might suffer more, maybe because they can bare it, but we all suffer. Even the materialistic, those only concerned about material objects and wealth, they suffer if anything threatens their wealth, they feel it in their pockets and if that is one of lives priorities, it has to hurt.

Each and every time life presents us with a curve ball, something that knocks us off of our feet, we usually suffer in some way, but that’s certainly when we learn. If we don’t learn we can be sure that ball will hit us again as one thing is certain lessons repeat themselves.

It is often in dark times we find silence, we have time to reflect and think about what is going on or within that silence we find ourselves, recognise those mistakes and find what is real in life. I pity those not able to do this, those that live and die without finding themselves.

I often ask myself why, if suffering teaches, why is half of the world suffering when I can’t see what they have to learn. Maybe it is because the suffering of others teaches us something, maybe they suffer in silence hoping the world will wake up and take notice, maybe they are shouting out loud but are not heard. These must be souls that came here to teach us something, living a life of suffering to teach humanity, evolved and higher souls I would imagine, to take on such a task in a world that doesn’t think of much but itself.

Wouldn’t the world be so much better if we all spent some time in silent contemplation thinking about others, not ourselves and our needs but of others.  If we are all part of the whole, the suffering going on in the world is happening to all of us and without learning from it, it will keep on repeating until something changes.

I wrote this because I was feeling sorry for myself, it helped me think about how lucky I am.