According to Wikipedia, a random act of kindness is a selfless act performed by a person or people wishing to either assist or cheer up an individual person or people. The phrase may have been coined by Anne Herbert, who says that she wrote “Practice random kindness and senseless acts of beauty” on a place mat at a Sausalito restaurant in 1982 or 1983.
Are we lone rangers or cosmically connected and does being kind have anything to do with anything?
For nearly a year, I’ve had this little white sign with red painted letters in my front window that reads: Free Hugs.
Yes, I am one of those people. I simply cannot help it. Most of the time I want to touch people’s hands, kiss their cheeks, look into their eyes and offer a little bit of love, even if it’s just an inappropriate joke or an unexpected hug.
(I repeat: most of the time.)
So far, there hasn’t been a single response to my free hug solicitation. All right, I can’t blame anyone. Who would really knock on a stranger’s door and say, “Hi, yeah, well, I’m Greg and uh, I’m here for the free hugs. The sign? Got any left?”
But, I wish they did — serial killers, hissing geese, mean people in general and unfriendly probing aliens excluded, thank you, but don’t come again or better yet at all.
I live in Denmark and it isn’t very typical here, even for a granny, to vocalize an excuse me when the point of potential contact arises. Nope, not even when you’re standing right in the middle of the aisle trying to translate the ingredients on the package of a dark chocolate bar while pretending to existentially uncover the connected and often painful reality of human existence.
I think these Danish grannies have mastered a telepathic technique that only works if you have Viking blood, which I don’t. So they stand there until I notice them. They creep closer and closer until my watch tower reports an invasion of my force field. The meaning of human existence is lost and a set of disgruntled laser eyes are piercing the back of my head.
These situations make me think all kinds of thoughts.
Why didn’t you say something? Why didn’t we make eye contact when you walked by? And then I get dramatic, like I sometimes do and my internal questions morph into: Why are we all always a little bit pissed off? Why are we always a little resentful toward others? Why is it so difficult to be nice? Blah, blah, blah.
And then I start to think about flowers — yellow daffodils to be exact (Are they anything but yellow? I don’t think so.) And then I drift off into imagining all the little secrets that flowers have. What is their essence and, if I sang to one, would it dance? And I wonder if those sweet daffodils exist with the intrinsic unknowingness that humans have. Why the hell are we here? What happens after death?
Are we here to shove our grocery baskets up people’s arses because we’re too pissed off to say excuse me? Are we here to know all the shit that takes place in the world, feel its heaviness and despair, yet still refuse to truly see what’s happening?
Do I not love myself enough to receive a connection with the windows of your soul?
If one has the intuitive belief that we are all energetically connected and that an individual’s increasing conscious awareness to this energetic connection plays a vital role in the evolution of our species, then one could perhaps assume that the energetic vibrations we send off into the world help to shape, mould and influence whether we live in paradise or continue to create hell on Earth.
With heightened awareness, we might learn to speak a common language beyond words — the symphonic language of this planet — with all of the elements and all of Earth’s wild and mysterious creatures. This is not to be taken as an egoic cosmic trip, but perhaps we are a key ingredient that the Universe has manifested to help create harmony. Perhaps if we achieve this, all life on this planet will too provide the most elevated energetic vibrations. Perhaps this energetic lift inspires human nature to resort to discovering their innate abilities versus burning out our bodies with fight or flight and meaningless nine to five’s.
I’m talking about a place where we’d still have to do our inner work, face our demons and become sensitive to our patterns so that it can become possible for us to feel certain that we deserve to be here.
“You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I hope someday you’ll join us. And the world will live as one.” – John Lennon
You are at the center of the ripple.
Right, kindness. Most of us can agree that it can be challenging at times to be kind. Especially when the society around us is more often than not confused, desperate, fearful, stressed, angry, violent and greedy. It almost makes life feel impossible, even imprisoning.
So how do we break those chains?
Ever notice how you or someone else has the ability to shift and change the mood (the energy) of an entire group of people? Just one person has the ability to change the mood and energy of many! Ever listen to a song that brought you to your knees or sent you jumping toward the moon? It only takes one. It only takes you.
“We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men; and among those fibers, as sympathetic threads, our actions run as causes, and they come back to us as effects.” – Herman Melville
Here they are — 19 uncommon, somewhat random acts of kindness — suited for all humans, animals and nature friends of all shapes, sizes and colors:
#118. Wake up and write down on a piece of paper: 10 reasons to be happy. Give it to someone by the end of the day.
#204. Thank every drop of water that touches your skin.
#315. While alone and with your eyes closed, whisper sentiments of forgiveness to those resentments that you harbor.
#421. Today, allow yourself to be patient, extremely patient — don’t stress the perceived time + space continuum.
#567. Look in the mirror — you never were more perfect. Believe it.
#667. Watch the trees — how their movement connects with your gaze.
#790. Instead of getting mad (at your mother, partner, children, boss or co-worker), get loving.
#801. Throw a 15-minute dance party every Thursday in your living room — celebrate the sheer fact that we’re alive.
#923. Ride bikes with a friend, but don’t act arrogant about it — be awesome.
#116. Tell your best friend that you believe in their dreams — do it, do it now.
#127. Let someone else go first — it’s not that big of a deal.
#135. Clean up the litter in front of where you live — try not to separate yourself from your surroundings.
#142. For one day, don’t gossip or talk shit — about anyone or anything.
#150. Look up at the sun and whisper to it, “You’re wonderful.”
#168. Let an insect crawl on your hand until it flies away — appreciate its courage, its grace and its intelligence.
#172. Take a photo you think a friend would like and give it to them — tell them you took it for them.
#181. Remind someone when they ask, “What if it doesn’t work?”, that the real question is, “What if it does?”
#199. Slip someone a note in your handwriting that says: Don’t forget… we are living in paradise.
Let’s restore our faith in humanity by being a little kinder… today.
PS – it has always been about you. You have the power.
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