Thanks for the link to the essay. It captures the struggle I alluded to in my comment rather well. I find like my mind is resistant to actually going ahead and

Thanks for the link to the essay. It captures the struggle I alluded to in my comment rather well. I find like my mind is resistant to actually going ahead and helping, the aforementioned excuses rear their head and the justifications come hard and fast and anything else seems like I am being an idealistic, wide eyed naive hippy. On some level I can recognize the need the writer points to, and what is being said. I feel there is a flaw in my thinking and in how I am approaching the world and living my life. Then the selfishness (is there a better word for it?) stares right back at me. There is safety in its coldness. I recognize it. I know it. I hate it too, but I know it. It is familiar. Leaving its cold embrace is too scary. I will be sharing the essay with like minded people when I can.