We cared as much about other people as we do about our pets?
We spent the time we spend researching celebrities and athletes figuring out what makes our kids tick?
We enjoyed the success of others as much as we enjoy our own success?
We stopped praying for solutions to problems we’ve caused and start fixing them ourselves?
We believed the only way to get the Good Stuff of human life is to help others get it first?
We believed that people would manifest the best parts of themselves if they had the opportunity to do so?
Our culture didn’t reinforce that sticking to the status quo is good and creative thinking is bad or dangerous?
We trusted before we distrusted people?
We didn’t feel we had to compete for the attention of our loved ones?
There are no easy, clear answers to these questions that I, or the universe, could give?