An introduction to compassion at the cannabis dispensary

I guess my personality plus character just sort of fit with the way our culture has been evolving.

That’s been a great thing for me, my job plus success but not such a great thing overall.

The reason I say this is that my ability to compartmentalize plus just plow through until I get a desired result is absent of some basic humanity. It took some time around people at the cannabis dispensary to help myself and others understand a bit more about compassion. I’ve been a win at all cost plus take no prisoners sort of woman for the past couple of decades. Now, it’s no wonder that I’m alone plus my relationships all seem so transactional. But when my Dad got sick with cancer, there was nobody but myself and others to help. Of course, I tried to just spend money for her care but that wasn’t enough. My Dad needed myself and others plus I had to respond. One of the first things the people I was with and I did before her treatment began was to get the cannabis products she needed. The nurses had suggested both the sativa strains plus indica products for my mom’s situation. Watching how the folks at the local cannabis spot treated my mother stopped myself and others dead in my tracks. It was one hundred percent compassion. I stayed with my Dad for several weeks while also working. Each time the people I was with and I visited that local cannabis spot, I got closer plus closer to accessing the deep human compassion that is absolutely available to all of us. Dad is better now plus I’m changed forever. My life is increasingly more about what I can do for others as opposed to what I can get for myself. And that’s all thanks in giant part to the kind people at the local cannabis spot.

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