I have been conducting my jars of rice experiment for three weeks now. The experiment went well. The jar with the "Love" label never did show any sign of discoloration while the jar with the "Hate" label continued to get more discolored each day.
After day 21, I decided to remove the "Hate" label and replace it with a "Love" label. I want to see if it can heal itself or if it will continue to decay. This should be interesting. The red "Love" jar is the original and the pink "Love" jar is the old "Hate" jar.
I will do an update after about 3 more weeks to share where things stand.
Jane shared a poem with me that goes along with the topic of showing love and kindness instead of belittling or hating anyone. She said she memorized it a few years ago and often repeats it to herself in her mind. It goes like this:
I have wept in the night
For my shortness of sight
That to somebody's need made me blind.
But I have never as yet
Felt a tinge of regret
For being a little too kind.
Kindness and love are so important. I want more of that in the world today!
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UPDATE:
I continued to do the rice experiment for another three weeks. After 21 days of both jars having the "Love" label, I could see that the rice in the original "Hate" label jar continued to deteriorate some, but maybe not quite as fast has it had done previously. I was hoping that it could reverse itself and turn good, but that was totally wishful thinking.
This second experiment really helped me see that once someone feels unloved, neglected, hated, bullied, minimized, abused, etc. it is very difficult to change course and recover from that. Most likely, the roots of this abuse run deep making becoming emotionally well an almost impossible task.
This makes me appreciate my upbringing and my marriage. I have been treated kindly and with love by my parents, my siblings, my husband, and my children. For that, I am very grateful.
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UPDATE:
I continued to do the rice experiment for another three weeks. After 21 days of both jars having the "Love" label, I could see that the rice in the original "Hate" label jar continued to deteriorate some, but maybe not quite as fast has it had done previously. I was hoping that it could reverse itself and turn good, but that was totally wishful thinking.
This second experiment really helped me see that once someone feels unloved, neglected, hated, bullied, minimized, abused, etc. it is very difficult to change course and recover from that. Most likely, the roots of this abuse run deep making becoming emotionally well an almost impossible task.
This makes me appreciate my upbringing and my marriage. I have been treated kindly and with love by my parents, my siblings, my husband, and my children. For that, I am very grateful.
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