I too like helping; however, I am not the type to hold another's hand unless they are slipping off the edge towards danger. Not fond of lazy people and constant whiners.
If I could paint a portrait of how I fit into a crowd, the portrait would have a mountain with a winding road from base to summit. The crowd, traveling in sync to and fro summit.
Around the upper third of the mountain is a ring of shadow blue clouds. The sky is ocean blue with bright sunlight; without the Sun showing in the portrait.
In the area of the mountain base would have redwood trees not as populated as a forest, and my meditation area would be:
My brother painted this for my birthday in 1990, in less than three hours
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