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There is an idea of generosity and its big. Way bigger then the word itself. Bigger then I can convey in this blog post. But I think you’ll get the idea.
I think of generosity and I smile. I am overwhelmed by memories of moments big and small in which someone else, strangers even, were generous to me, and how much that meant to me. And how somewhere along the way, I, in turn, learned to be generous as well. Because I wanted to be. Because I knew first hand how much it could matter to the person on the other end and make a difference. And it feels good to do so.
There in lies the beautiful thing that is the generosity complex.
It is a circle and a cycle. Its a movement that you simply want to be a part of. You pay it forward. Not because anyone asked you to, not out of a sense of obligation, not because you expect anything back, but because you want to.
But there’s a hiccup. A glitch in the system. I’m going to call it generosity’s evil step sister, otherwise known as passive aggressive generosity.
I think it starts like this: You think you’re being generous, they think you’re just doing what you ought to.
And it turns into this: You don’t get the credit you deserve for your generosity, and you feel as though your generosity is expected, so now you feel obligated, with bitterness following closely behind.
But what do you do? You can’t tell a person their generosity meter is broken.
The only thing I’ve come up with that might fix it, if we can be generous enough to muster it, is a redoubling of our real generosity efforts, in an attempt to exceed their already high expectations, there by resetting, by example, the original and beautiful generosity complex.