What a week! Mercury is in retrograde, the full moon is looming, and Valentine’s Day urges love to conquer all. Yeeeeah—good luck with the third when the first two are in effect.
But seriously,
folks, February 9 to 15 is “Random Acts of Kindness Week”. I know because the
Rumi calendar in the kitchen says so, not because it’s been widely publicized.
And why is that? It should be
publicized. Kindness should be encouraged rather than regarded with deep
suspicion. Our souls are by nature generous, compassionate and loving, inclined
to kindness without prompting … yet our combined intellect has created a world
of harsh planes and jagged angles, the “eat or be eaten” culture of status and
greed and aggression.
If only we
weren’t so darned intelligent.
Recently, I saw
a documentary called “I Am”, the story of a successful Hollywood director who
sustained a critical injury that started him on a journey to learn what the
world is all about. I’m giving you a crummy Coles Notes summary; the show
should be required viewing in high school and college classes throughout the
western world, then shown with subtitles everywhere else. I loved it. One scene in particular
inspired me, and if I had the courage, I’d re-enact it at the inner harbour or
at the mall.
This pilgrim in
pursuit of his true self made up a sign and offered free hugs to anyone who
wanted one. People were practically lining up, laughing and blushing and crying
over something as simple and loving as the human touch. Wow. Imagine how much
happier we’d all be if we were hugged more often. I’ve heard that three hugs a
day is the minimum to maintain a healthy self-esteem. Many of us don’t see
three hugs in a week.
I love hugs. I
happily give big, double-clutching, full frontal body hugs on request. But
could I offer them to strangers? What if I offered and nobody accepted? I could
do it in a group, for sure. But on my own? Nice idea, Ru. Let’s just keep it
that way.
Still, kindness
needn’t be a contact sport. It needn’t even go beyond home, beyond yourself.
Seek opportunities to be kind—to friends, co-workers, family, the Bucky’s
barista or the kid corralled in a shopping cart. Heck, be kind to yourself. You’ll find it spreads pretty
quickly.
I LOVE hugs and I get so few. Maybe today when I'm on my commute home I'll grab a handsome stranger and bear hug him for fun! That's considered a kindness, yes?
ReplyDeleteBwahahaha! I wonder what would happen if you did ;)
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