Hate Me Not or Why I Love Haters
First of all, I hate the word hate. The sound, the feel, the implications, the varied, confusing use of the word as it becomes common. The synonyms are equally unappealing. Misanthropist is an awkward term for a Tweet. Caviler is kinda cute, defined as someone who raises trivial, annoying and presumptuous objections. Other choices could be cynics, doubters, egoists or skeptics. Whatever you choose to call them, here is why I find them easy to love in one word with a single definition.
Ignorance. Definition? The state of lacking knowledge.
I love to inspire. I love to educate. I love to share. I love to help. I love to encourage. I love to engage. I love to show the way to the vision.
The synonyms of ignorance are vast and include bewilderment, illiteracy, blindness, denseness, fog, oblivion, unawareness, unfamiliarity, vagueness, lack of education, half-knowledge, empty-headedness, obtuseness, etc.
So what is there not to love? “Haters” offer up the greatest opportunity. So the next time someone “hates” on you this is your chance to throw on your super cape and fly into action and:
- Make aware
- Shine the light
- Disperse the fog
- Fill up the cup
You get the idea…
In other words, I tell myself: don’t let their lack interrupt your focus and momentum. Be classy, be clever, be kind and care enough not to go away. Remain on the sidelines and continue to act. Be the superhero you wished you’d known. Keep your eye on the truth and help everyone else through the fog.