“It’s in our interest to take care of others. Self-centredness is opposed to basic human nature. In our own interest as human beings we need to pay attention to our inner values. Sometimes people think compassion is only of help to others, while we get no benefit. This is a mistake. When you concern yourself with others, you naturally develop a sense of self-confidence. To help others takes courage and inner strength.” ~Dalia Lama
I feel as though I’ve been particularly self-centered lately.
Several events transpired to form a perfect shit-storm; effectively stressing me to the breaking point and putting me in quite the tailspin for the past few weeks.
Said events aren’t exactly settled.
But I’m beginning to remember I have a plethora of absolutely wonderful things in my life to be grateful for.
Any one of which, is enough on their own, to elicit enormous amounts of gratitude.
But I have a habit of focusing on the things I don’t have, rather than those I do. (I want everything, all at once, right now!)
Over the weekend, I was reminded, no matter what I think is going horribly wrong or is irreparably damaged in my life, I still have it pretty damn good.
I was the recipient of a thousand (not actual number but there were far, far, far too many to count) acts of kindness.
Acts of kindness that went above and beyond any threshold of friendship.
Acts of kindness I will probably never get the chance to repay (even if repayment would be accepted).
The words to express how very grateful I am escape me and I cannot fathom how to even begin to reciprocate the kindness I was shown.
So I’m going to do the only thing I can think of to show the Universe, I do indeed know how blessed I am, even if sometimes I forget.
For the month of September I will be paying it forward.
At least once a day, but every chance I get, I will perform an act of kindness.
They might be random acts of kindness.
They might even be for some of you.
Every day for thirty days I will try to make someone else remember, they too are blessed. That even though not every day is good, there is good in every day.
Maybe, if I remind enough other people, I’ll remember it myself the next time that shit-storm comes blowing through.