Less Quid Pro Quo, More Unconditional Love, Please!
Monday, June 20th, 2011How is it that we’ve come to live in such a tit-for-tat or quid pro quoculture these days? Are people just so worried about losing something that they’ve become reluctant to truly give of themselves unconditionally?
In fact, we need not get everything back we give in kind in order to secure lasting happiness; money being the possible exception to this. So why are people so intent on keeping such detailed scores of who does what and when? Why do they insist on getting everything back that they give in such precise measures? That doesn’t sound very compassionate of them to me.
It’s true that getting something back for our efforts feels nice, because it shows that our beneficiaries appreciate us. But refusing kindness to those who really need it because we estimate that they cannot give us something equally valuable back, is crazy. Why? Because by passing up opportunities to give of ourselves without reservation, we’re also skipping over chances to raise our levels of contentment in life. Since lacking contentment in life seems to trouble people more than ever these days, I’d say that society in general really needs to practice more unconditional love giving, and be far less concerned with over-giving.
Loving unconditionally (something that the selfish person might deem as over-giving) is a joyous thing and is thus, probably the most effective anti-depressant available. Yet so many folks fail to give in the most therapeutic ways possible (E.g. unconditional giving), because they’re so concerned that they’ll be taken or that they’ll waste their lives giving without getting the happiness they seek in return. Indeed, they have their own agendas for reaching happiness and believe that they must stay focused on only those paths to reach it, else they’ll never be happy. So they refuse to take the time to give in ways that others need them to do so.
Consider the dispositions of those who do not give much, and I think you’ll find them to be chronically sad, depressed, mean, and discontented with their lives. I’m sure most of us have observed that grumpy old man or woman neighbor; the person who sees no one, and will not allow little kids into his or her yard to fetch a ball that they kicked there by accident. Nor will this ironically lonely individual retrieve their ball for them. He’d rather deny himself their company even though it would only be for a few minutes. This sad person paces the halls in his house, all by herself, angry, frustrated, snappy, and worst of all, unfulfilled. If only they’d try reaching out a capable hand to help others less capable now and then, they’d probably find opportunities for lasting happiness in places where they never expected to find it. Giving is such a loving thing; at least as much so for the giver as the receiver.
My lady friend enjoys giving me long back massages, but I don’t return them because I just don’t enjoy doing them. Instead, I reimburse her favor in other ways: I help her shop. I buy her things she needs for her apartment. Plus, I bail her out when she accidentally messes up her computer. Indeed, I devote much energy to making her day better, although it’s not the same energy that she devotes to improving my day. So, while I’m confident that I return the general pleasure to her that she gives to me, I realize that I do not give her back precisely what she gives to me. But there’s nothing wrong with that arrangement, as long as both people are getting things they wish to receive in the relationship.
Thus, there’s no hard and fast rule that says that if I accept anything at all, that I must give that same thing back in return. Who made that up? We need less quid pro quo and more unconditional love both given and received, to lessen society’s need for therapists, anger management, and other expensive yet stopgap remedies for unhappiness. Next time you feel angry, sad, or depressed, just try giving unconditionally of yourself to someone that really needs your kindness. See if then, you don’t feel better about your life.