Kindness matters. I was going to get on the train the other morning and the station where I scan my card before boarding the train had a rock on top of it. On this rock was painted, “Kindness Matters.” I have included a picture of it.
Kindness does matter. In this day and age when everyone is so selfish and spoiled with instant gratification, this is a good time to stop and be kind to someone, put someone else before yourself, give instead of receiving and remember that we are all a part of the human race. The purpose of our race is to take care of each other.
This organization is doing great things to change the community and the world and make life better!
Why is it that no one wants to take the blame these days? No one wants to admit they are wrong, say they are sorry, accept responsibility for their mistakes. What has happened to our world? Why are we so lacking in courage to admit to ourselves and to everyone else when we have erred?
Perhaps in this society that encourages failure, quitting, shirking responsibility and seeking out only what feels good, we are being brain washed into thinking not only are mistakes acceptable and avoiding consequences for them, but it is now the norm. It is time we mature and accept the responsibilities of our own failures and mistakes, admit them, and then learn from them and grow. It is only in this manner that we can become complete human beings and live the way we were meant to live. Then we can be a beacon, a lighthouse to others.
Getting out and spending time in nature with no internet, wifi, computer access or coverage bars or signal on my smart phone is critical for me. In order to maintain my physical, mental, spiritual and emotional health, I need to spend time out in nature, away from technology. There is no better place to do this than high up in the mountains, out in the woods, surround by rushing rivers, quiet and purity.
This is what I am doing this weekend, an escape from crowding. I am at high elevation in a pine forest, surrounded by serenity, open sky, clear air, wild animals, no traffic or computers or offices and plenty of peace and quiet. I am far from the daily commute and hustle of the daily grind. This is my paradise and as long as I can come here frequently, I can maintain my personal balance and remain healthy and inspired.
I have noticed these days that some people go out of their way to be mean. Whether it’s in rush hour in a car on the freeway, on a train on the way to work, out in public on a weekend or in the grocery store, some people just strive to be mean.
Why can’t people do what comes natural and just be nice to each other? Think about what a different world it would be if we all treated each other the way we wanted to be treated? It could be such a wonderful, peaceful planet full of harmony if we all just went out of our way to be nice to each other.
We drove together from Seattle down to Portland. He drove all the way, in his car. We listened to each other’s music, talked about everything from his job to my job, friends to career, to cars and girls. It was a very rewarding time and we learned a great deal about each other.
We have been very close, my son and I, since the day he was born and he spent the first night in this world sleeping on my chest. But as he has grown and become a young adult, we have found there are different things we both like. Even though he is my mini me just as I was my father’s mini me, this trip solidified our closeness and gave us even more great memories together. I highly recommend each parent take a road trip with each of their children.