I’ll let you in on a little secret practice I do every week. I like to brighten people’s day up, so I send about 20 messages at random (guys and gals) letting them know they are important to me and that I wish them a wonderful week/day.
I’ll let you in on another secret…I expect nothing in return for any unsolicited kindness, the act itself gives me joy and by extension starts my day off well.
I’ll let you in on a third secret…yes I am really this kind, genuine, and caring. I do love people very much and very much wish the best for everyone I’ve ran across in life…even those who have wished me ill will – I still find it in my heart to see their good qualities.
I realize that I’m not perfect, none of us are, (or perhaps another way to look at it is all of us are)…but I try to create and keep relationships with people I love because – in the end, well…that’s all that matters.
It’s come to my attention that not everyone is capable or willing to receive unsolicited kindness, so the last few days I’ve been pondering whether or not to stop the practice of sending good vibes forward.
Then I decided this morning-fuck it…I’m sending them anyways. You see life filled with cynicism is a horrible way to go about. I know it’s easy to be a cynic…I was one of the biggest cynics around in years past.
It’s easy to believe the entire world is out to get you…but it’s not the truth. There are so many great people out there, and when I opened myself up to their kindness, I realized cynicism is a horrible life practice.
Never allowing yourself to trust someone puts a wall between you and (him or her) leading to a superficial relationship.
If it makes you uncomfortable to hear kind words from a friend, I advise you to sit and think about why that feeling of unease rises. You might just learn something about yourself.
I’ll leave you with one of my favorite poems by Jalal al-Din Rumi
The Guest House
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.