Thoughts can transform in an instant.

Hopefully in the right direction. 

Imagine rushing to the library with an armful of books, coffee in one hand, purse slung over your shoulder. Suddenly, somebody bumps into you from behind. Arms flailing, you manage to retain your balance, but your books go flying, your coffee cup ends up on the ground, next to your gaping purse, its contents all over the sidewalk.

Whirling around to yell at the person who caused this disaster, you manage to catch yourself before you blurt out a scolding.

In front of you, an elderly woman lies sprawled on the ground. She’s murmuring to herself, “I’m so clumsy!”

In an instant, you’re at her side, “Are you alright? Did you hurt yourself? Can I help you up?”

If we could see the pain and suffering of others, and their self-recrimination and embarrassment this clearly, we would be much less inclined to allow our irritation and anger to arise. We would try to find out if others are hurt. If they need help. And if we can provide that help.