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Day 755: 5 ways to celebrate World Kindness Day

flowersToday is World Kindness Day, basically the Olympic Games for good-deed bloggers.

The pressure is on and I am UP for it! Well, I’ll try, anyways.

Here are the 5 ways I plan to be kinder today:

  1. Lend a hand
    I got a head start this morning when our elevator wasn’t working. (Apparently the elevator software was in “holiday” mode because of our office being in a public building and it’s a government holiday for Remembrance Day.)There were two strapping young gentlemen in the elevator with me, but I volunteered to hike down the long hallway to security to alert them of the problem. The security guard at the main desk put in a phone call and the person acted so quickly, the doors almost shut before I ran back into the lift. That would’ve meant seven flights of stairs for me. Not a great way to maintain a kind mood… but I digress.
  2. Don’t be annoying
    Not as easy as it sounds. How have I accomplished this so far? I let others go ahead of me in line for the microwave in the staff kitchen, not letting my hunger pains turn me into an ogre who stampedes to put their lunch in first. Oh, I also avoided making loud phone calls next to others and kept my cracker crunching to a minimum.
  3. Let a smile be your umbrella
    It actually is raining today, so that kind of fits. 🙂 I tried to make a new person feel welcome this morning and smiled at 2.6 strangers (one of them wasn’t a complete stranger).
  4. Truly listen
    This one can be hard. When you’re busy or in a rush, it can be really stressful to stop and take the time to listen to someone who needs to share something. It wasn’t easy, but I did do this today, and I want to try and do it more often.
  5. Reach out 
    I spoke with two family members today and messaged a friend, and I want to connect even more this afternoon. I’ve been in that mindset before where you’re waiting for someone to contact you and wondering why they haven’t. Fortunately, I usually snap out of it, give my head a shake and say to myself, “Maybe they’re wondering the same thing about you, bozo.” (I know I usually recommend being kind to yourself, but sometimes something stronger is required. 🙂 )

Have fun out there celebrating, my friends!!!!

p.s.
Song for the day… a Smile from me to you. Enjoy!

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Day 744: Poetry Friday

Needed to hear this today. Just in case you do, too, I thought I’d share. Powerful.

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Because opening our heart to others often begins with opening our heart to ourselves. And that doesn’t mean letting ourselves off the hook, or giving ourselves an easy ride.

But digging deep to be our best selves. Finding the motivation we need to do the best we can with the gifts we’ve been given. To make an effort to make a positive difference in the world, even in small, everyday ways. To try and love our neighbours as ourselves.

Happy Friday!

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Day 741: Elevator diaries

travel-tourism-elevator-lift-automatic_elevator-hotel-elevator_control-vsh0304_low.jpgSo, how’s your day going? Busy? Not busy enough? I hear ya.

Mine’s going okay, pretty quiet.

So quiet that something occurred to me today. I realized that without consciously thinking about it, I’ve started to talk to strangers more than I used to.

Now, the thought of saying even “Hello” to a stranger used to send me into a state of panic. No idea why. I might muster up a smile in return for one, or hold a door open for someone, but rarely, if ever, would I initiate any convo with someone I didn’t know.

“You dropped your glove,” is about as friendly as I’d get.

I think what helped me is that, when our office moved to our current building, we needed security guards to ride up the elevators with us and operate it with a key for the first six months.

The first trips in silence were beyond awkward, so I started asking them how they were doing, what book they were reading, any plans for the weekend? Kindergarten stuff for some, PhD thesis stuff for me.

In fact, when they upgraded our elevators so that we could operate them by ourselves, I really missed those guys. And still say hello when I see them on the main floor.

At first, I thought I was doing them a good deed by giving them a break from a boring task. But once they moved on, I realized they’d been giving me the break. Some warmth, some human connection in a sometimes frosty environment.

So now I’ve started to chat with other strangers too. If I give money to someone sitting in the subway, I greet them or *gasp* make eye contact. Also when waiting in line or for the bus.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s still not easy for me… but it is getting easier… baby steps, my friends, baby steps.

p.s.

Thought this song was appropriate for today. 🙂

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Day 737: Lost and found times two

mitten.JPGOnce upon a time I had a pair of mittens. Warm mittens. Emblazoned with a maple leaf.

I was so careful with these mittens, you’d think they were spun with pure gold, not wool. When I wasn’t wearing them, I’d tuck them into my purse or a tote bag so I wouldn’t drop them. I kept them in a safe place every night so I could grab them in the a.m.

But then, one morning, as I was coming into work, I got distracted by holding the door from the street open for a young guy using crutches, his left leg in one of those hard plastic casts.

I’ve had my fill of casts this past year, so I was eager to help him out. When I left the office that night and my mittens weren’t in my bag, I thought I’d just left them behind on my desk.

Nope. They weren’t there in the morning. I’d lost my beloved mitts.

I shared my sad tale with some colleagues when we were out at lunch and they suggested I check with the security desk on the main floor. Since I’d dropped them somewhere between the main door of the building and our office on the seventh floor, there was a chance some kind soul might have turned them in.

So, on the way back from lunch, a lovely coworker stepped up to the security desk and asked about my mittens. Bam. He pulled out a red, white and grey woolly item. Only one. Then I struck out at the other security desk closer to where I’d opened the door for Mr. Foot Cast.

I was happy to have one back but wasn’t about to give up. A few days later, after a prayer to St. Anthony (the patron saint of lost articles never lets me down 🙂 ), I kept looking around the main floor of the building in case someone had left it on a ledge or something. Nada.

Then something told me to ask again at the security desk I’d struck out at. And Bingo! The security guard pulled out a bin that looked like it was designated for lost and found items and there was my second mitten!

So that meant two different people were kind enough to turn in each of my mittens (which I must’ve dropped separately) at two different security desks.

There is much good in the world my friends. Much good.

p.s.

Song for the day, enjoy!

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Day 735: Ice, ice, baby


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Okay, so it hasn’t been quite this icy on Toronto streets lately, but it has been pretty slippery in spots out there.

And I have broken both wrists over the past two years … the left one after a very bad fall that bruised both my arm and my ego.

So, forgive me if I’ve been a little skittish out there and inching along even more slowly than my 82-year-old Pops.

In fact, right outside his building, I almost went flying went I walked across a patch of black ice on the way to the grocery store.

So when I saw that the lock had rusted off the box of rock salt outside the store, I was hit with a brainwave (my annual one).

And a plastic bag left behind at the bank machine beside the supermarket helped me execute my cunning plan.

After I came out of the store with my dad’s purchases, I used the extra bag to scoop up as much salt as I could from the box. Since I was using it for the public good, on a route directly in front of the store, I figured no one would mind. (And I didn’t set off any sirens or alarm bells, so, SCORE!)

I carefully navigated the snowy sidewalk back to my dad’s building, and when I got to the patch of black ice, I carefully distributed my swiped salt as evenly as I could over the surface.

Yes, I ended up having to use my bare hands and risk dreaded chapped skin, but it was well worth it. Disaster hopefully averted… until the next storm, anyway.

In other winter good-deed news, a friend of mine told me that her neighbour regularly takes her snowblower over to my friend’s property and takes care of her driveway too… how nice is that?!

Stay upright, all!

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p.s.

I shouldn’t laugh at this after my falling history but I just can’t help myself. Enjoy! 🙂 🙂 🙂

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Day 729: We are in this together

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Stumbled across this photo and had to share.

It reminded me that acts of kindness can occur in the most unlikely places.

I’ve been practicing “random acts of friendliness” lately, which doesn’t sound like much except that I might be the least friendly person I know.

12670339_1018429908252027_8086540552589000654_nNot that I don’t like people, I do. Most people. Okay, some people. But I tend to walk around lost in my own thoughts so I frequently pass by someone I know and they have to wave their arms in front of me to get me to pay attention and notice them.

In the past few weeks, though, I have made a concerted effort to smile at strangers, hold doors open, the works. This is a big city, so sometimes that has gotten me strange looks, but not very often, surprisingly enough.

But, as I found out the other day, looks can be deceiving.

In our office building, because of a glitch with our elevator system, we need security guards to ride up and down with us from the seventh floor and operate the elevator with a key. I can’t even imaging how long these shifts must feel for the security guards, so I try to chat with them on the trip.

Most of those on elevator patrol welcome the conversation, but one guy in particular was particularly hard to read. He was seated on a chair, staring at the ground, willing the day to be over.

But as soon as I asked him how his day was going, he turned around and his whole face lit up. His smile changed him into a completely different person. We chatted for a few minutes, and now when I see him, he smiles right away and we share a few words.

I don’t know whose day got brighter, his or mine.

p.s.

Instead of a song for the day, I have a laugh for the day. Try not to howl, I dare ya!

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Day 728: For the love of lattes

Facebook can make me crazy. Between the ranting and the humble-bragging, sometimes I wonder why I even signed on.

But then I see a post like this (shared by a lovely friend) … one that makes my day, and I remember why I’m still there.

I’ve never turned road rage on its head like this guy did but I have been upset or annoyed with someone and then, after chatting with them, learned more than I bargained for and found my anger replaced by empathy.

As Plato once said … possibly while heading to Starbucks… “Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a harder battle.”

Going to try and keep that in mind.

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Screen Shot 2016-03-20 at 9.21.18 PMWhy am I posting a selfie with a coffee cup and a peace sign? Well, I’d like to share something with you. This morning I was driving my car, when a gentleman cut me off and gave me the finger! This surprised me because I was unaware WHY he did this. My thoughts are because he didn’t use his turn signal, so it was unexpected….he also shouted “Asshole” to me. Lol

Anyways, I saw he pulled into the Starbucks. Well, I thought, here’s my chance to tell him what I think of his poor manners and disrespect. I went in to find him, and I couldn’t. So I went to buy myself a coffee, he then comes in line, from the bathroom. I turned around to tell him that it’s his lucky day! “What could I buy you? My treat!”

He looked at me almost stunned.

“Really?” He said.

After buying him the drink, I told him that I was the guy he “flipped off” earlier.
“Man, I’m so sorry.” He said. “I’m just super stressed.”

I told him that it’s all good!

We talked for a bit and later we found out that his turn signal is actually burnt out! Lol

So, why am I sharing this?

Because we tend to celebrate people getting revenge, or “getting what they deserve.”

My question is, when does it end? When does the fighting and anger stop? It’s only when PEACE makes its way in and overcomes.

Remember, everyone may be going through something that you know nothing about.

That is all.

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p.s. Song for today, one of my absolute favourites: “Do the Right Thing” by Ages and Ages. Enjoy!

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