Today I was in a charity shop, an impulse decision on the way home from the library, and I saw a Garfield book there for a mere 80p! Now, I know I can be a little too serious at times, a little too learning-orientated (at the cost of fun and play), but Garfield is just hilarious, and I love him so. Perhaps in his own unapologetic way, he teaches non-judgement of self, and as it turns out reading Garfield is learning after all, but it’s fun learning, and that makes all the difference. Work can be play, of course. Define them right, and work is play, as Paulo likes to say.
Unfortunately, I didn’t have anything smaller than a 10 pound note, and they had no change for me. Expressing my disappointment, I left it and began walking out, when a woman asked how much it was, and told me that she would buy it for me! I was overjoyed, and deeply grateful. I walked out feeling great about the world, hopeful about humanity, and that compassion and kindness do indeed exist.
One kind act tends to promote others, and by the end of my walk I’d picked up a fair bit of litter, doing a good turn as well. Not out of any sense of trying to even things up, but just a natural happening. I saw the litter and it seemed like the thing to do.
So, thank you kind stranger, and may the kindness multiply!