Yesterday I was seriously wounded: (Here again, I began to reflect on whether this affected my ego, or maybe something else. Where to begin and end the ego, but where is the altruism and what is altruism?
"Altruism, the opposite selfish attitude of unselfish concern for the welfare of others, according to which, in the event of a collision with someone else's own good should seek to pursue the good of others. The term altruism was introduced by A. Comte, and circulated by the positivists. You can talk about spontaneous altruism, also encountered in the animal world, altruism may also result from a kind of reflection - appearing under various, often distant from each other religious systems - the duty of individuals to others.
Some believe altruism, due to the expected appreciation equivalents usually intangible altruistic behavior induced or a result of such conduct obtain a better assessment of himself, as a subtle form of selfishness. This interpretation, however, undermines the essence of altruistic behavior. Altruism usually means any kind of action which is aimed at conferring an advantage to someone or something (on, idea) to another, without own. Often is associated with the incurring of costs, both real (financial) and psychological (mainly moral). "
Well, if the two of us. But what if the three of us? What if he was at the close of the forces do not give advice to deal with this third person, because I cried the day before the cushion, being the second day of hungry and weak, as having "good" to another human being, I have not done myself to relax, you have planned everything for myself and for which we waited a whole week harówy at home, at work and with the baby. What if I drop? Would the fear of my own interests such as the relaxation time in the week before a computer screen, watching a good movie, which activates my deeply hidden feelings of longing and still need my ego?
In the booklet, a small booklet published by the Nobody's Children Foundation (I recommend the site to all parents: http://www.dobryrodzic.pl/ ) is written that in order to avoid stress, we must also take a moment for yourself, preferably every day. If not it may have consequences for the child. Zszargane nerves, extreme fatigue, and then you just scream and then remorse. You can develop spiritually, but we're still just people who have physical limitations. Or maybe not? Maybe my form is not limited, but it is again stuck in my head. Maybe I can do everything for all three and be super woman, never tired, always attractive and ready ... Only if I want. And here again the question arises whether, in such event, it is my ego? Or maybe it's concern for others, a child who once again hear the cry, instead of understanding, see my cry. I might want to take care of yourself, so that she could avoid it. I love myself, so why altruism? Therefore I do not know, but maybe when my love for myself, and I work every day, will be big enough that I will create the same situation for me, happy and good, then everyone will ask: how do you feel? can you help?, and I reject altruism, smile and say: it will be very nice, thank you. This strange spiritual development and cleansing the liver of organic carrot juice - beet gives me a very hard time.
I did something for himself. For tomorrow ... torment up today for the juice and just call someone and ask for help, I could jump to the store. It is unfortunate that so often I hear the other side: I have my job. It is unfortunate that so often it hurts me again. It probably also is in my head. Extremely fragile, I am today.
Essene bread is baked. Turn it into a traditional, because he, unlike traditional has a chance to have enzymes, does not have the gluten, because it has been digested by enzymes, resulting from the germination of the grains is healthy and full value. Smells so good and probably will. And it starts with a beautifully from the conversation:
"I want bread," but only bread baked "," I can wait for the bread. "
Yes, less than three year olds are sometimes loved, and are usually very demanding. It is a pity that my love for each other does not imply support. I have to work on it.
