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 “Sir, please, if you'll allow me. You know that I've been loyal to you. I've never done you wrong yet, I don’t understand why you’re coming at me about this.”        I know the answer to this already: it's no. Nonetheless he still acted as though he needed a minute to think about it, like my loyalty is questionable. Staring at me with a smug grin, and cocky attitude. He's a pufferfish, I see through him. I get it though. Gotta do what you need to in order to keep the front and keep  the backup of your people.Can’t allow them to question the way you run shit.  That's when he finally spoke out, “You're right. I'll hand that to you.  You have been a loyal runner for me.  I appreciate you for that…….. This is what I'm gonna do.”        He shook a finger at me as he sat in his chair, one leg crossed, ankle resting on the knee of the other.  He sat there  in his grey suit with a pink button up mens...

What Makes You Humble?

     What makes you feel humble? 

    What a question to ask! Humility.  One word, yet so much power within it.  Tis an emotion that no ego would ever desire to succumb to willingly.  Humility is an emotion that remains one of the hardest for a human being to obtain, especially in the world we live in today. A world so filled with desire to be seen and noticed.  To be liked.  What happened to the days living this way was sad?  This question.  When I ask myself this question, "What makes you feel humble?", it almost leaves my mind in in a blank state, unable to define just what the kryptonite to my ego would be.  Have I really needed to take a moment to pause? Simply stumped by this question.  How could something so simple leave me in so much awe.  How could I be so unaware of myself.  I can even feel my ego want to argue with the question.  Why would I need to know?  Would it make me vulnerable to consider and embrace what makes me humble? Humility in my mind could be a double edged sword with sharp positivity or sharp negativity, depending what end you receive.  

    Just think for one moment, the sharp double edged sword.  How could something that at first thought sounding so peaceful, could come to be so sharp?  But think.  Think about a moment of humility that you may feel in your heart when receiving a smile from a sweet old crone, passing by, sharing their peace of the day from their humbled state.  Then think about the man humbled in his state while walking to his judgement in handcuffs.  The homeless man in humility for his losses and life of struggle and poverty.  Think about any moment you have felt humbled.  For me, when I take a moment to think about humility, I could think of so many moments that brought me humility and crazily enough I feel nowhere near humble.  

    What does it take to trigger humility within a person?  Does it depend on the person?  Does it depend on the situation?  I feel like a sweet old lady in her crone years could cripple me in humility faster than even the nastiest of disses.  But also the edge of a sword that strikes through the chest when we have to admit wrong.  That moment of humility that burns in the heart knowing we have faltered and our ego has no grounds. I don't want to be the person that needs that sharp edge to feel humility.  I want to know I can be a person of peace.  So when I ask myself what makes me humble....it might even just be the moment of asking myself that very question in itself. 


- ⒸK. W. Snyder 


        

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