The Importance of Our Inner Work and Healing

This song was originally written by Tears for Fears and even in this “turn your frown upside down” platitudinous world, people were so touched by and related so much to this song, that there are numerous covers all over the place. Why did this song go viral? Because underneath all the fake smiles and strong facades, deep down inside, we won’t admit it, but we relate to this song. All of humanity probably does in some fashion. Just pay close attention to these lyrics and listen to the beautiful fitting voice by this cover singer, Rob Falsini. I cried through most of it.

“All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I’m dying
Are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
‘Cause I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It’s a very, very
Mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me”

You know? We don’t have to live in a “mad world”. We can create a new one so that humans are seen, heard, loved, supported, validated, understood and empathized. The most selfless gift you can ever give someone is their right to be unhappy.

Whether this world stays mad or not is contingent upon healing our own wounds fully so that we can as “the wounded healer” be there for others. Not with lectures or platitudes, but REALLY being there for them, empathetically.  The wounded generally don’t need advice, they need to be seen, heard and acknowledged for their pain for however long it takes them before they feel heard. Love doesn’t hold a stopwatch.

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