This is, very frankly, what I was trying to say originally in The Nature of Beauty.
There’ll probably be nothing particularly insightful here today. My fuel level is pretty low right now, along with my mood, so you’d be forgiven for tabbing back to Facebook or Twitter right now if you like.
A good friend of mine, when discussing this with me, has called kindness a muscular strength, powerful, not a weakness in any sense and one of the most intrinsic pillars of our humanity.
I do know that kindness is often equated to weakness, but that as well is a fence built by experience and sway from those that have come before us who’ve built one themselves. It is in fact a primitive muscular strength, one pillar of many holding up the foundations of the homes we continually build for ourselves throughout our lives.