Random
Acts of Kindness, Help Heal us All
by Kerry M. Thomas
Founder of Thomas Herding Technique
Late last
night while at the airport in Philadelphia I had the very fortunate opportunity
to help a total stranger.
As I was
walking along I heard a very soft voice behind me calling “Sir, Sir”… and I
turned around to find a small older lady, dragging along behind her a well-worn
piece of luggage, who seemed to be down on her luck. She looked to me shyly and
proceeded to explain in a worried tone that the ATM machine, near us, was not
working properly and she was afraid she would miss her train from the airport
to home, she couldn’t buy a ticket with credit because she had no cards anymore
and she was 16 dollars short in the cash department, was there any way I could
help her? I heard then the announcement for the aforementioned train departure
time… I smiled at her to which she seemed surprised.
Now I am
no man of great fiscal depths by any stretch, but I did have 30 bucks with me,
ten for parking and 20 just in case… and I nodded. “Of course I can,” and
handed her the 20 with a smile and told her “Happy Holidays”. Now I tell you I
have already received my gift this season, the smile almost to tears of this
woman I did not know, a fact which matters not. She is a fellow human being,
and that is all that really matters.
I thought
about this all the way home and the reason I am sharing this story is not
because I want a pat on the back ‘atta boy’… but because at the moment I was
confronted with the decision to help or not, my thoughts immediately traced
back to those poor children, and adults, and all the families, and all of us as
human beings sharing the world together; well I knew I had learned a lesson
from this tragedy… it’s time we take pause, it’s time we put down our
technological devices long enough to roll up our sleeves and start looking out
for one another, it’s time we listen, not read a text, an email, it’s time we
stop blaming objects, it’s time we stop depending on mind altering drugs to
solve our problems, it’s time we start really paying attention to the silent
struggles, and recognizing to, the silent heroes that are among us, it’s time
we held a door, lent a hand, embraced emotional communication, it’s time to
stop being an activist and being more active, more responsible, more caring and
empathetic to all people, all cultures, all beliefs.
It’s time
we show the world that random acts of kindness, in small but powerful steps,
are helpful steps toward healing all of us. It’s time we ask, how much do we
really care, because caring is not a word to be held at vigil, it is not a word
to be plastered on our social media, our stump, it is nothing with any meaning
at all without itself being an act.
We are,
all of us, responsible for ourselves and for one another, our world. We should
not, nor need not a Government, a Star, an Athlete, to lead us when it comes to
our own feelings and to tell us what is right, what is wrong. All this starts
within. In the mirror of denial can we find a great many ails of our collective
society. When we can communicate only with words and coded shorthand but fail
when it comes to emotional communication, the very fabric of life itself, we
are missing out on the essence of our lives in my opinion.
It’s more
important for us to inject the goodness of our hearts into the world silently
than it is to stand with a candle and tears on TV. Those poor children knew not
the depth of bitterness and sadness that seems to be put on display each day in
our “news”… hopefully they only knew love, laughter… happiness and excitement
about being alive and did not have to be told how to be happy, by a drug, a
doctor, because they held the beauty of life within them that we all held and
hold if we look, if we reach inside ourselves… if we really want to honor these
children, their families, and each other, try reaching inside a little deeper,
you might just find something we seem to be told does not exist… hope.
Reproduced with permission from Kerry M
Thomas
1 comment:
Wonderful story. Brings back memories of random acts of helping - all year around. Thank you so much for sharing it.
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