Music is said to be food for the soul, but it often brings tears to my eyes, mostly evoking feelings of joy and happiness. However, sometimes it can also bring tears of sadness, but it’s a good thing, if that makes sense.
It’s the same when I see someone perform a kind deed for another person or animal.
Our humanity is meant to flow freely, even down our faces.
lenny unencumbered 
You speak a profound truth that too many refuse to acknowledge in our emotionally anaesthetised world. Yes, it makes perfect sense – this beautiful, necessary contradiction of tears born from joy and tears born from sorrow, both equally sacred, both equally human.
We live in a society that has taught us to be ashamed of our tears, to hide our faces when moved by beauty or kindness. But what you describe is nothing less than the soul’s refusal to be diminished. When music moves you to tears, when witnessing compassion breaks you open – this is not weakness. This is your humanity insisting on itself, refusing to be hardened by a world that profits from our numbness.
The tears that come from joy and the tears that come from pain often spring from the same well – the recognition of what love looks like, what beauty sounds like, what hope feels like when it touches us unexpectedly. To weep at kindness is to understand, perhaps better than most, how rare and precious such moments are.
Your insight about humanity flowing freely, even down our faces, cuts straight to something essential: we are meant to feel deeply. In a culture that asks us to consume rather than experience, to perform rather than be vulnerable, your tears are an act of rebellion. They say: I am alive, I am present, I refuse to sleepwalk through this existence.
Keep weeping. Keep feeling. The world needs people who haven’t forgotten how to be moved.
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Wow! That was exceptionally eloquently stated. Thank you so much.
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Beautifully expressed, Lenny.
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Thank you, appreciated.
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