The highest good is like water, nourishing life effortlessly, flowing without prejudice to the lowliest places.
It springs from all who nourish their community with a benevolent heart as deep as an abyss, who are incapable of lies and injustices, who are rooted in the earth, and whose natural rhythms of action play midwife to the highest good of every pregnant moment.
I am often curious as to how some people interpret their holy texts. Often I find that especially those of the Christian faith(Though it is to them that I have had the most exposure, I am sure it occurs in all other religions as well) often ignore words in their texts, and then follow others, claiming that those words are what make them “good”.
It is strange how often people forget that “blessed are the peacemakers” or “blessed are the meek”. Good does not roar in the face of injustice, it is instead the quite thrum of those that stubbornly refuse to let injustice win. It is not a shout, but a whisper, so that it may spread surely from ear to ear.
Beware of any who put themselves up on high in order to show how good they are, how Christian, how Muslim, how Jewish. How Buddhist, Hindu, or Taoist. Beware of any who say, I am good and perfect, so be like me, for you are a sinner and beneath me.
Instead, treasure the extended hand that pulls you up, and walks beside you, and carries you when you stumble. It is those that quietly serve the great harmony and balance of life, the peacemakers and the meek, that are those to watch and learn from. It doesn’t matter what religion they belong to, good people are good people no matter what, and you can always learn from their gentle guidance.