Yesterday I set out to accomplish conscious act of kindness #6. I texted my friend, picked him up from school, and took him grocery shopping. He is really busy with school right now, but when I went to drop him off he stayed to talk. Given how busy he is, I turned off my car, but kept my lights on.
It didn't seem like that long, but shortly after I waived good bye, and tried to start my car, it wouldn't start. My battery (which I just had checked at Autozone a few weeks ago) had died. Thankfully, I have jumper cables. A security guard stopped by to help, my friend helped, and two guys who weren't too disturbed when I interrupted their intensely intellectual conversation to see if they wouldn't mind helping all came to the rescue. The four of them arranged the cars, hooked up the batteries, all the while I sat in my car so that I could start it once they had everything in place.
I sat there in my car thinking of how ironic it was that I had set out to give, and here I was receiving help from four people, three of whom were total strangers.
When I lived in Salt Lake I would notice this phenomenon over and over. I'd set out to give - no strings attached, in fact, I sought nothing by it other than to help people and hopefully benefit their lives in some way. In the end, the blessings poured back. Thank you letters, gratefulness, service in return, respect, appreciation - in great abundance. But, that isn't want I was seeking, it just came.
The other thing that I realized, is that in giving, it has made me more aware of how much people around me give ALL the time. It is hard to be a pessimist when I am constantly noticing generosity and kindness in others..
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