The whiteness of the words against the stark darkness of the barren,leafless tree reminds me of winter/snow, which is an interesting juxtaposition with the words, since kindness to me is springtime and summer softness and brightness. One take-away message from that juxtaposition for me is not to back away from being kind in areas of darkness, even at the risk of being rebuffed or misunderstood. And also not to "pretend" "tough love" kindness that really is not at all loving, and simply cloaked meanness. ...Kindness and wisdom, like the chicken and egg, evoke the question of which comes first? To be wise enough to be kind? Or to be kind enough to be wise? ...I'm not sure I totally agree with T. Rubin that kindness precedes wisdom; however, I do agree that once one is wise, one can know to give kindness preeminence. Thanks for giving my brain some mental gymnastics!!!
Appreciations for this. Not only is it a lovely thought but it also made me learn something about Theodore Isaac Rubin, whose wide reputation, I didn't know. He probably visited our living room, back in the day, in my mother's, The Ladies Home Journal!