Wednesday, July 20, 2011

I Am Proud Of Tiny Steps

It's been a while.

*checking out cobwebs*

I have been out, doing what I can on a small scale. It isn't that I forgot about trying to encourage random people who may wander across this blog to change the world for the better. It's more that sometimes the things I do are so tiny, it feels silly to include them on a blog that I really want people to use as a springboard for other, larger campaigns of compassion.

"It does not matter how large your act of compassion; it is vitally important that you do it." ~ paraphrased from Gandhi

Now that I've slapped myself into remembering that everything counts, what have I been up to? Some tiny things for my family-in-law, like baking peanut butter cookies for an Uncle, giving out recipes for the cream cheese ball I made, re-organizing kitchens, washing windows and scrubbing hardwood. I bought a homeless guy some lunch. I talked to an 18 month old while her single Mother unloaded her cart and paid for her groceries.

I brake for people in cross walks. I wave at people for no reason. I tell jokes, I sing songs. I've been known to buy flowers and arrange them just to bring a little brightness into lives. Life hasn't been exactly going my way lately, but I still have a lot that makes me glow. I try to share that with everyone I meet.

No one measures steps. Finding our way, bringing even a moment of relief in a day that may hurt, being a comfort and a source of joy: These are the journeys where the size of the steps matter less than the fact that they were taken.

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