I came
across this wonderful piece by Danusha Laméris (Poet Laureate of Santa Cruz
County, California).
Small
Kindnesses by Danusha Laméris
I’ve been
thinking about the way, when you walk
down a
crowded aisle, people pull in their legs
to let
you by. Or how strangers still say “bless you”
when
someone sneezes, a leftover
from the
Bubonic plague. “Don’t die,” we are saying.
And
sometimes, when you spill lemons
from your
grocery bag, someone else will help you
pick them
up. Mostly, we don’t want to harm each other.
We want
to be handed our cup of coffee hot,
and to
say thank you to the person handing it. To smile
at them
and for them to smile back. For the waitress
to call
us honey when she sets down the bowl of clam chowder,
and for
the driver in the red pick-up truck to let us pass.
We have
so little of each other, now. So far
from
tribe and fire. Only these brief moments of exchange.
What if
they are the true dwelling of the holy, these
fleeting
temples we make together when we say, “Here,
have my
seat,” “Go ahead—you first,” “I like your hat.”
I wrote recently
about my Word of the Year: Belief and the things that have gone with it – acceptance,
confidence, self-esteem and self-worth.
I got to thinking what are all of these things for? To earn more, to
have prestige or recognition, to feel better than others. None of these are important to me and none of
these will help me in the next world. So belief and confidence not in
themselves but as a means to something else – to serve. To help others. Small
kindnesses every day and at every opportunity that presents itself to us insh’Allah.
So many
small kindnesses have made a difference in my life and left a lasting
impact. Perhaps some small kindness of
mine will benefit someone else insh’Allah.
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