Kind is not always nice.
When I try to be nice, I see it comes from beliefs and fears. I try to please, make the other person like me, get something out of it. It’s confused love.
When I am more clear, kindness is here naturally. It’s how I live my life. And it may not always look “nice”.
For instance, I am free to say no because it’s a yes to myself, and I have more clarity on the thoughts that would prevent me from being honest.
– nice, from fears/shoulds/beliefs
– kind, from clarity