This morning I received a wonderful surprise. As I was walking down my street, an elderly neighbor recognized me as the person who cleans our street and vacant plots used as dumping grounds. He appreciated my work and also handed me some money. His gesture made my day and it was an heartwarming act. It meant so much to me and he filled my heart with joy. I love such tiny meetings.
Have a pleasant week ahead of you. Be kind to yourself. Please walk a few blocks, look at the blue sky, and say a blessing for the person who cleans your street.
We were sitting at the table with a friend tonight and in the course of talking about homeless people, he let slip that he once was nearly homeless. For whatever reason, I just kept talking.
I then realized what he had said and opened up a conversation about when this happened. I was so cranky with myself for not listening to what he had been saying, that I made a point of now letting him talk.
I need to listen more and be in the moment. I made up for it by really listening and being empathetic to that time in his life. We all ended up having a really good connecting conversation. A good lesson and I am so glad I caught myself out and made up for my slighting of his words. Never stop learning.
"So, you interested in all this stuff?" I asked the young man sitting beside me under the shade tent, as we waited for the shuttle bus to the Sanford Lab Underground Research Facility hoistroom tour. "Oh, yeah," he grinned. "I'm going to the School of Mines science camp tomorrow for a week too." Found out he was a junior in high school and lived on the other side of the state. And he wants to be a physicist when he grows up. His mom and aunt sat down and we all had a nice chat about how interesting the neutrino research facility was in the process of becoming. We spoke a few more times during the tour and the young man was even interviewed at random to appear on the labs online page. There just seemed something so special about him. The way he held himself tall and straight, the way he looked everyone right in ... Read Full Story >>
I had a bit of a dress rehearsal in my bedroom as I tried on all my new outfits for the Emirates. My sister Berni and her daughter Linsey joined me. Nothing would do but Berni had to try this outfit on; she sat in it while I tried on all other combinations of dresses jackets, skirts, cardigans and blazers, trust me, that was a long time!
She liked this outfit so much I wasn't sure it was gonna make it into my suitcase. She even answered the door in it and was out in the street in it!
Did I mention her extreme generosity, support and love? No, I don't think I did. 98% of what I am bringing with me was purchased by her! This includes sun lotions, underwear, a medical kit, no stone was left unturned. I think she thinks she is my mother.
It was fun dressing up like 2 little girls, a memory I will cherish when I am in the Emirates. When I wear this outfit I will be sure to send a photo to her. I am blessed to have such a loving and supportive sister.
Went to the 99 Cent Store a week or so ago and stocked up a grocery bag with snacks, water and toiletries. Kept it in my car, until a couple days ago when I saw a guy on a freeway off ramp, holding a sign "Anything Helps".
I asked if my bag would help him, and he graciously said it would. Time to head back to the 99 Cent Store and make another bag.
My friend donated a whole lot of baby things and maternity clothes to me for the women I help at Job No 1. They were beautiful designer labeled tops and jeans. I unpacked them at work, and hung them on hangers and folded the jeans and put them on the shelves.
Today the most beautiful young pregnant woman came in. She only at a t-shirt on and yoga pants. She looked so cold and is due to give birth in a week or so. I got busy. She ended up shyly trying on a few things, then with some encouragement tried a few more things on. She went home with two big bags of warm clothing most of which was from my friend that she had donated.
I hang my thick winter jacket up in the office, and I saw her looking at it. I know! I gave last year's really nice winter jacket away to a homeless lady, so I really wanted not to give this one away too. BUT providence stepped in, and there was another winter jacket more her size and she took that.
Our next visitor was a mother with twins. Perfect, my co-worker and I had one each to cuddle!
The hospital's surgical floor gave me 4 rooms wanting harp music in my two-hour time slot. The first was a man possibly leaving that day. His wife was with him and while they very much enjoyed the music, they didn't ever seem to grasp the concept of therapeutic music and kept wondering why I wouldn't go play in the lobby for lots of people. "Because I play for people like you!" I said. They still didn't get it and the wife said it made her sleepy, which I said was a good thing, but she didn't care to be relaxing too much. The second room was a chatty and fairly loopy 92-year-old man and his exasperated son. His son was grateful I was able to "soothe the savage beast" for a little while. The nurse who came in did not want to leave, she said. Next came a quiet little woman who thought ... Read Full Story >>
I wanted to share the wonderful kindness I have received in the last couple of days. The leader of our choir wanted to do something good for us all and to say goodbye to one member who returns to Germany next week. So he and his wife invited us all to a barbecue at their house. As we don't have transport, the Salvation Army majors picked us up and brought us home. It was a wonderful evening and I so enjoyed it.
This morning my husband and I went shopping. There was a sign about extra loyalty points on some products. I bought three of them but the points weren't on my receipt. I checked at the customer service desk and she promised to put them on. In the process I discovered I hadn’t been charged for the item but because it had gone through they didn't want the money. So I have put it in the bag for the food bank.
I wrote two postcards and sent them off to two unwell children from www.postpals.co.uk
I was sad to see that they have a memorial list, and a few of the children I'd previously sent cards to have passed away.
This is a small act of kindness, cheering a sick child up by sending them a postcard. All it costs is a little time, the postcard and the postage.
I joined a friend for breakfast this morning. We had a lovely time discussing books, films, and things that make us crazy. The waitress gave us enough space and coffee. When we paid our check, I included a Mindy peace dove in the receipt folder. As we still chatted, the waitress came back holding 2 Mindy doves and asked me if I had included it.
I must had given one to her at a previous time. She said that she always carried it with her and now that she had two, she would give one to her son. Thanks to Kindspring member Mindy for all the inspiration!
Today I helped a caterpillar by carrying it to the other side of the street. There were many cars whizzing by, and I wanted to make sure it made it across.
I was at the taco truck the other day getting an horchata, which is a Mexican rice beverage that tastes like rice pudding. The vendor handed three young girls their horchatas, and then started to make one for me. A moment later and I looked over to see them staring down at the ground where the youngest, a girl of about 5, had dropped hers. Another opportunity for kindness! The timing was perfect to show them that even perfect strangers care with nothing expected in return.
The vendor handed me the horchata, but when I turned to give it to her the girls were gone! Fortunately they were walking up the street a short distance away, so I ran after them and gave her the drink. And then went back and got one for myself because that stuff is delicious!
I usually use my debit card to pay for the library parking meter. This time, I was only planning to be there for a few minutes to print out a document. I only had a few coins and a $1 bill, but only coins were accepted.
I asked a nearby lady if she had change for a dollar. She looked at the machine with me, and after a while, offered me a quarter to go with the change I already had.
I smiled, gratefully, and said I would share the kindness forward. Yesterday, while at a free library class, I placed a quarter on the machine to lend a bit of peace to the next person. I hope it helped!
Last year while on vacation to another country, I picked up two books that had been translated into English. I came home, immediately added them to the stack next to the bed and forgot about them until a few weeks ago. I finally read one of them, enjoyed it, and tried to decide where it was going to go next.
When I take my daily walk, I pass a house and talk with the owners. It turns out that Mr. Owner was a copier repairman who was often called to my workplace during the years that he worked for the copier firm that we used. Coincidentally, his last name is the same as the author of the book that I read. Found a postcard from our ancestral homeland, wrote a note and deposited it and the book into his mail slot on my walk this morning.
The Grammy looking woman dropped off her wee one with fifteen minutes left in the church service. "Please take good care of her, bless", she implored my daughter who is the Infant Child Care lead. Knowing that in her gut something was not at all right, Kelsey accepted the child, with a single diaper, a six-ounce bottle and a can of formula. Forty-five minutes passed. All of the other babies were picked up by their care givers. Knowing the baby's name to be Abrielle, with a cell phone number scribbled down, Kelsey alerted the church nursery care coordinator. Another thirty minutes passed, with calls being made by the church staff to the given cell phone number. Kelsey maintained her place in the nursery, refusing to delegate her care of Abrielle until a 'safe sanctuary' was established. Both pastors came to pray with Kelsey and the baby, the emergency care county personnel having been ... Read Full Story >>
One day a man was asked to paint a boat by an owner of boat. He brought with him paint and brushes and began to paint the boat a bright red, as the owner asked him*. While painting, he realized there was a hole in the hull and decided to repair it. When finished painting, he received his money and left. The next day, the owner of the boat came to the painter and presented him with a nice check, much higher than the payment for painting. The painter was surprised: - You've already paid me for painting the boat! - he said. - But this is not for the paint job. It's for having repaired the hole in the boat. - Ah! But it was such a small service, certainly it's not worth paying me such a high amount for something so insignificant! My dear friend, you do not understand. Let me tell you what happened. When I asked you ... Read Full Story >>
"A stuffed animal might not matter much to the average person, but for a child, it could mean the world. When 10-year-old Leon Ashworth’s mom couldn't afford to buy him a stuffed panda he desperately wanted, he wrote a forlorn note on the toy’s box pleading with shoppers not to buy it until his mom could. What happened next was so heartwarming, it will melt you. The boy, who lives in Liverpool, England with his mom, Debbie Ashworth, first saw his beloved ‘Pandy’ at an Asda supermarket, the British equivalent of Wal-Mart. Though he was willing to wait patiently until his mom’s paycheck came in on June 15th to take the cuddly bear home, the store’s staff decided to do something incredibly thoughtful after they noticed Leon’s scribbled letter. In search of the young author, whom they didn’t know at the time, they posted the note on Facebook – and eventually attracted ... Read Full Story >>
Last summer, a girl I knew from high school suffered from a form of epilepsy where she had seizures every 10 minutes or so. She was hospitalized and was bedridden for about a year and a half. As soon as I found out her condition, I bought a gift set of lotion, shower gel and body cream of a floral scent and mailed it to her.
It had been at least six years since we lost touch but I remembered her as a very nice person and I wanted to give her a touch of happiness in this difficult time for her.
Our fishing/swimming excursion with visiting family to a nearby lake turned into a sheltering experience this afternoon. It began with the day's forecast of no chance of rain in the Hills and turned into hail so heavy (thank goodness only pea-sized) that it looked like drifts of snow along the road. When it first started to rain, we invited some families nearby to share the wooden shelter with us, where we had our stuff set up on the picnic tables. By the time it REALLY started to rain, with little rivulets cascading down the hill and across the shelter floor, we were pretty crammed in together. Shivering under towels (temperature went from mid-80's to 49 quickly) we quickly became a little community, laughing and joking, finding out more about each other. One family was from the Netherlands and after a year in the Boston area, had rented an RV and were traveling across the ... Read Full Story >>
A Lovely Serendipity Today.
Found out just yesterday that someone I know is having a baby, and soon. Knew right away I wanted to gift her one of my crocheted baby blankets, but wondered if I could have it finished in time! I don't enjoy feeling time pressure..it takes the pleasure out of doing for me.
Well, when I went to look for yarn today (usually keep a good supply on hand here) was I happy & surprised! I found one that I had crocheted this winter, that only needs a border (which takes no time at all). I was elated and thanked The Universe.
Now I have time to spare and can finish it and enjoy wrapping it up prettily, at a leisurely pace. All my blankets are mindfully crocheted with "love & light" going into every stitch.
Gratitude to my beautiful Mom for teaching me how to crochet when I was a young girl.