There is something that has been bothering me for a while, I want to call it “emotional entitlement”. While, sadly, many people are still struggling with feelings of worthlessness, low self-esteem, and “What’s wrong with me?”, the other side of this coin seems to gain momentum. There are people who believe that God, the Universe, the World or their fellow-man owes them something. Actually let’s make that: owes them everything.
What used to be a gift, a miracle, or something surprising and joyful that arrives because of the genuine goodness of a person’s heart (like true love, a baby, the unexpected healing of a severe illness, or financial freedom), has suddenly become a right.
“I deserve love!”, a woman informed me with steel in her voice. “I am a good person, but God just doesn’t deliver!”, said another one angrily. And being a millionaire has become a matter of entitlement anyway. That much demanding and sometimes downright arrogance makes me feel uneasy.
What if you only think you are ready to have a baby right now, but you are not? What if it just is not your destiny to become rich because there is a different spiritual lesson about money for you to learn? What if your heart is not open enough -yet- to attract true love? What if you only know what you want but not what you need? What about patience, humility, and trusting that all is well?
Sounds soo oldfashioned, I know.