after a lively yoga session, the kinders rest.
—
sometimes the most important thing in a whole day
is the rest we take between two deep breaths.
~etty hillesum
each kinder
was asked
what wish
they would like
to send out
into the world
on a piece of paper.
one said this:
she understands important things.
—
the liberties of none are safe
unless the liberties of all are protected.
– william o. douglas
—
credits: 1920s AMELIARANNE Bedtime Goodnight, susan b. pearce
it was an ordinary summer’s day
and began with
a trip to the doc
who was out
so i met a partner
who was very shy
but who smiled
in spite of himself
as he handed me
a ‘good patient’ princess sticker
then off to the apple store
where a ‘genius’
gave me an hour and a half
of his time
without complaint
while smiling
answering all of my questions
with patience
no attitude
later on my walk downtown
i watched
a hearty construction worker
on his lunch break
reach into his pocket
pull out a dollar
gently bend down
give it to a homeless man
right in his hand
next
i saw
a very young and skinny
chain restaurant worker
with his company t-shirt on
hand some of his tip money
to another street person
and i continued on
where i crossed paths with
a hot dog stand guy
who gave me a nod and a friendly wink
crinkling up his eyes as he smiled
and with each interaction
it felt like people
were doing their best
to stretch a little bit
out of their comfort zone
in an effort
to reach out and touch others
to make a small gesture
and making a larger impact
than they ever imagined.
—–
“the real energy occurs in each connection between two people,
which can bring about exponential returns.”
– tom rath
—
image credit: nimble.com
at the coffee shop
many wander in
grab a beverage
sit a while
relaxing
thinking
writing
reading
studying
working
texting
calling
chatting
waiting
getting away from it all
passing the time
it’s comfortable
being here
even
if
you
are
alone
all
in this one place
at this one time
and yet
they come here to be together.
individually, we are one drop. together, we are an ocean.
ryunosuke satoro
he came in
carefully
hung up his cane
slowly
sat down
easing into
a booth
by himself
facing the door
welcomed
by the staff
who knew
his name
jim
ordered
his coffee
he sat
waited
greeted
the regulars
as they arrived
invited one
to share his booth
sit a bit
he smiled
said no
and still
he sat
welcoming them all
as they
paid homage to him
reaching out
connecting
with
a nod
a smile
a quick hello
as he held court
in the front booth
his morning spent
in the
local coney island
connecting
and
feeling
a part of the world.
—
as my son-in-law returns late tonight from a trip working with children in haiti, and his wife, my daughter, prepares to soon leave to do the same in kenya, i am struck by the unending giving spirit and nature of people in this world who understand we are all one. i look to each of them as models, for me and for others, and i plan to follow in their footsteps and do the same.