The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference.
The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference.
The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference.
And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference.
When I taught in the classroom, I could manage any behavior except indifference. A student who shrugged their shoulders when I asked if they had completed a project or did their homework gave my emotions a shock treatment. I could not tolerate indifference from my own children either. I wanted to see young people and old find passion for what they believed and to do their their best. Indifference is living on a flat line with no empathy or sympathy. No goals. No hope. So, because of this, I offer the above words from an introduction in a book I am reading called The Myth of Equality by Ken Wytsma. In my next blog I will summarize some of his messages on how we can grow together as one, not indifferently.
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I love this truth. Indifference conveys one doesn’t matter, and at worst, that one is invisible. At just the right time, someone saw me, and it felt like my inadequacy vanished. 💓