WITH THE KINDNESS OF STRANGERS
Don’t you just love that warm fuzzy feeling you get when you help someone out! If it was a job i’d be richer than ever. I don’t go searching for the chance to help but it always seems to appear, just before your eyes.
Like taking that photo for the sweet young couple. Giving a jump-start to the travellers van. Bringing the little old ladies shopping up the steps. Each little effort makes me skip a little lighter in my step.
I notice it more when i’m on the road though. When i’m surrounded by strangers who i’ve yet to get acquainted with. It’s sweet how the conversation can flow with information of where, what, who and how?
But you see it and you feel it when someone can help. When they’ve figured out somehow to make your day that bit brighter or lighter. They’re just trying to do their bit.
It’s all the small and good deeds we do. The Karma that we’re building.
And we ask for nothing in return except that warm fuzzy feeling.