Flowers don’t compete with one another in their growth. They simply draw from a common sap and slowly begin to express themselves.
Antony de Mello tells the story of a doctor who wrote about the effects of competition on his life. This doctor went to a medical school in Switzerland and discovered a large contingent of American students there.
He described how some of the students almost went in to shock when they discovered that there were no grades, no awards, no Dean’s list, no first and second etc., you either passed or didn’t. Some even became a little paranoid, while others just couldn’t live with it and left. Those who stayed on discovered what for them was a strange thing; they suddenly found themselves helping one another with an intensity they had never experienced before. Their mission became an intense desire to help one another pass.
I don’t want to debate the pros and cons of competition, but it seems to me, in contexts where it’s not an issue, space is always provided for deeper expressions of compassion, understanding and support.