Is there a limit to kindness? That is the question at the core of our world. Are we kind to our family? Our friends? Our neighbours? The people on the same street? The same block? The same suburb? The same city? Same Country? Same planet? What is the limit? If we see someone crying, and we can help, do we walk on? Someone bleeding? Someone dying? Someone hungry? Homeless? Lost? Confused? Where do we draw the line?

Do we have a limit on helping hands? On caring? On sympathy? Empathy? Do we limit feeling for other people?

This is the question being asked about the poor, the unemployed, the sick, the disabled, the homeless, refugees. Where is the limit?

Why are we even asking?

On a planet of a few thousand Billionaires, and I mean people who have over one thousand million dollars. And I mean multiples of a thousand million dollars, we are asking if we can afford to help those in need.

How is that possible? Why is that possible?

Do you seriously think any single human being is actually worth multiple thousands of millions of dollars who hasn’t saved lives? Who hasn’t changed something that extends life, heals the sick, feeds the starving. How could anyone who hasn’t dramatically changed the human condition for the better actually be considered to have earned thousands of millions of dollars?

And if that isn’t actually possible, how can we not have enough money in the world to help all those who need it?

It is not if there is a limit to kindness. Its what we have limited ourselves to doing with what we all have. And what we have limited ourselves to, is letting people take more than they should have, for things that, if we are honest, if we are looking deeply into the truth of our world, are not worth what we have let them convince us they are worth.

And if that truth is confronted, accepted, and changed by us all, well, what kindness could we share with each other?

-Marissa Klotzbucher, Thoughts and comments for public consumption