Do you ever find that you sometimes need a reminder? That sometimes unwittingly you fall back into old patterns?
I came across this yesterday in last years journal
It made me stop and breathe.
It made me stop and realise I was reacting in an old manner which wasn’t healthy for me.
So just in case you may need a reminder….
I think we sometimes forget just how powerful the smallest act of kindness can be. It doesn’t have to be an all blazing flashing lights act.
Simply saying hello to someone whom you meet as you take your daily walk can change someone’s day.
Having the courtesy of not answering your mobile/cell phone at the check out in a shop. The person at the check out deserves that little bit of courtesy.
How about saying “thank you” a little bit more often. They are two powerful words which lead to overwhelming kindness if we all took it on board.
Although sometimes it feels as if it is only a minority of people who are showing kindness it is still powerful.
So today start the battle of kindness you just never know where it might lead to.
I think why this is resonating with me is that I called to a travel agency a few days ago and although the agent wasn’t overtly rude the over-riding feeling I got was of being dismissed. Thinking it was only me I didn’t say anything but on leaving a few minutes later hubby, who is generally the quietest gentlest man you would meet, said ” never again and I would definitely never recommend that travel agency. I will not be dismissed like that again”. Wow I was taken aback.
This called for an immediate cuppa. Well the young staff in the nearest coffee shop were the total antithesis of the travel agent and totally restored his faith in human kindness.
As my waistline, well really all of me if I am to be honest, has greatly increased in size. Sooo, I decided to join a slimming group. I have done it before but never found the groups overly friendly especially if attending on one’s own. Yesterday back after the initial week and two people engaged me in conversation. I was so delighted that they went out of their way to speak with me. It may not have meant anything to them but it made my day.
So perhaps we can all do our bit to overwhelm the world in a good and positive way. The strange thing about showing kindness towards others is that it comes back to you. So it is a “win win” situation.
Have a good day.
One smile is all that is needed
To give a treasured memory.
It embraces, enfolds
Envelopes all with hope and joy.
My life may not be totally in balance but a good book and a “cuppa” certainly help.
I was asked recently what phrase or word, other than “I love you”, would I consider to be of paramount importance. For me it is “Thank You”. Those two words can lighten my day. They can bring such a feeling of worth and can at times validate me.
This means that when I receive a “thank you”, I now know it is genuinely meant and thus making it so much more important than ever before. Today when I held the door of a shop open to allow someone to exit that person said “Thank You” and it certainly made my day as there is generally no acknowledgement.
In fact fairly recently I held the door, open as I would, to allow a young lady to exit rather than barging my way into a shop only to be greeted with “It is no wonder that women are still looked down upon, when we still have women like you holding doors open.” I was so stunned that what to me was politeness would be seen as putting down women.
I hadn’t realised that things had changed so much that a gesture of thoughtfulness would be seen as an insult. Things have changed.
I hadn’t realised just how much value I put on those two words. Does it matter then when people do not express their thanks? For me it is important but for others it is way down their list of priorities. I have come to realise that I have to accept that difference, but with the proviso that the phrase “Thank You” is important to me and perhaps others need to respect that. Or am I asking too much?
Isn’t it strange how sometimes one gets absolutely no response from reading a quote, thought or poem? Then a day, a month even years later one reads the same thought or quote and it just blows one away. Now that is exactly what happened to me.
I have developed an allergy to the dust that arises when cutting card and paper. Which has turned out to be a bit of a pain considering that paper and everything related to it has always been part of my life. Over the last I have been boxing my paper stash.
I was clearing another shelf this morning when a tag label I had made, floated to the floor. It read“Start where you are and use what you have”. It stopped me in my tracks. I have such a stash of paper and paper related items. Then my phone tinged with some notifications and before 10 minutes had elapsed I had found homes for my paper stash. I love the concept and so my boxes are destined for a number of groups who don’t have the money to use on craft items. So definitely recycle and reuse are to the fore.
Over the years I have accumulated fabric. Well I found if I photocopied some fabric it made brilliant back drops for cards!!! Yes, my mind works in mysterious ways. During the last three years I have gradually become interested in quilting. Now I am gradually able to see what fabric I have.
Now before anyone may suggest that I am just replacing the shelf space, which had previous stored card stock, with fabric I would have to disagree. It may in time but for now poetry books have meandered in, journals duly followed, then the cookery books seemed lonely and just needed to be seen and looked at. I’m sure you know how it is!!! Or at least I am hoping there is someone out there who can empathise.
But to get back to the tag label “Start where you are and use what you have” So, I am starting where I am at this moment with the fabric and books and I will see where it leads me. Mmmmmm there are just so many avenues.
Sometimes it is very hard to let go of the past. To let go of that hurt which in reality is bringing one down. It is hard to take that brave step and saying I don’t need to carry this hurt as it is only empowering the person who has hurt me.
“Don’t let the darkness from your past
Block the light of joy in your present
What happened is done.
Stop giving time to things which no longer exist,
When there is so much joy to be found in the here and now.”
It takes courage to let go but goodness it is so liberating. And I am now wondering how I could have been so stupid to carry it for such a long time.
Perhaps I may suggest that if like me you are carrying a hurt, write it on a large piece of paper expressing the hurt in words, in a picture,in any medium but express it. Perhaps you may need to name the person perhaps not. Then with a shredder or by hand, or perhaps burn the paper and with it let all your hurt and resentment burn or shred. It is a liberating experience.
Don’t let the darkness from your past
Block the light of joy in your present
Have courage and let it go.