How to Be Humbled

The humble man. He has become somewhat of a pariah in our would of selfishness. Hardly can he be taken seriously, for his demeanor is rather ambiguous. He is what he is, he accepts that. He has come to terms with his place in the world. He understands the purpose of his life and finds the joy in it. Praise does not make his work more valued; therefore, self-praise he does not fiddle with. Instead, he would rather enjoy his passionate life and be the encouragement of others.

How can we become the humbled man? It is a rather simple answer yet enigmatic; its application, the same: be humbled. In other words: be put in you place. People seem to us the phrase, “the, fill in the blank, is humbling,” to describe situations that are either not humbling at all or truly humbling but they don’t let it humble them. Take a man who sees a sunset and proclaims its vermillion colors as humbling. This is true, but is he willing accept that the sunset is a serine beauty that he will never understand? Is he willing to step down from his pedestal and allow this divine beauty to take a higher place? An even bigger question, when the sunset has gone, will he learn something?

Being humble does not mean devaluing yourself, rather it is understanding you place and accepting it. Furthermore, it is encouraging others and valuing their work. I am not a humble man, anyone could write on what a humble man is but only he has taken a life of living in such a way.

I find nature, in all of its divine beauty, to be the most humbling force of all. Sunsets, mountains, vast expanses of pristine forest, the single tree, the flowing river; all of these things have brought me to my knees in such a way to accept their place as greater than my own.

I encourage you to go into nature and become humbled by the beauty you will find. When you return let it change you.

As I sit here the birds a singing, the sun is rising, a magnificent new day is being crafted in truly capable hands. Experience this day from a new perspective.

“The mountains are fountains of men as well as of rivers, of glaciers, of fertile soil. The great poets, philosophers, prophets, able men whose thoughts and deeds have moved the world, have come down from the mountains – mountain dwellers who have grown strong there with the forest trees in Nature’s workshops.”

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