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After a bit of knitting, a flick, and some cookies…

Feeling better today.  Lovely weather, sunshine and a bit of a loose plan all help with that.  Went through and double checked all my security junk after the whole crazy people thing and am feeling pretty good about it all.  I’m a bit shocked at the visceral reaction I had, just to unwanted communications.  I’m listening to it though, over the years I’ve found it’s not worth it to ignore my intuitions. 

 

In the parking lot at the grocery today I saw a fender bender.  A good reminder to me (and all involved) to Pay Attention.  Man A was either pulling into a spot or out of it, and Man B was backing straight out.  A honked, several times and long ones, B continued to back.  He couldn’t have been looking at all.  A’s vehicle was a minivan and it was almost perpendicular to B’s vehicle.  Nothing major- just enough for a dent and shake of the van I suspect.  Still, sometimes we miss the most obvious things because we’re just not paying enough attention.

 

I am often guilty of this. 

 

I tend to ‘brown out’ sometimes on things that don’t seem important, then later wonder why Bear/Monkey is insisting they told me something.  They did, I wasn’t paying attention- to one of the two most important people in my life.  Today I will have Open Eyes, and Attentive Mind. 

Cheers~

 


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…what makes the world go ’round

It’s interesting the way life works sometimes.

Just the other day I was considering that sometimes we all need a little ‘lift’ in life, a leg up, if you will. And today, I got a text from Whiskey asking if I have any furniture I want to get rid of as he knows of a homeless man who will be getting his own apartment at the end of this week- and he needs Everything.

 

Immediately I began to mentally scan my basement and house for whatever I could pass along and I texted a couple friends to see if they had anything to offer. I asked my boss. Before I left work I had a box of dishes that were still ok, but no longer the quality she wanted to serve from. My cousin buzzed me back and told me of end tables and lamps. Another friend had more tables and a rocker to add. Still another told me she had to check her storage space and that she’d get back to me.

 

I cannot express how proud I am to know these kind, caring people. Whiskey is a social worker in an area where funding has been cut to the bone, so he is seeking help in other avenues for this person. My friends, when contacted, asked no questions other than “what does he need?”. My son is willing to lend his hands and strength to shift things.

Their kindness glows.

 

It is my hope that by the time this man takes charge of his new place he will have the beginnings of comforts he has been lacking the last fist full of years. He will get the lift he needs to regain his own flight, and the people who have helped him will be reminded once more that kindness lives in small gestures as well as large.

 

Be kind to one another out there, and recognise kindness directed at you.

Cheers.