One of my best friends awoke to the sound of fire trucks at 5am on her birthday this week. Two houses on the opposite side if the street were lost. While neighbors and passersby rubbernecked at the scene, she and her roommates immersed themselves. One bought food for the first responders and victims. One comforted the displaced as they watched all they owned go up in flames and later worked to dry out whatever could be salvaged. K filled in people who inquired in a caring way, compelling them to returned with shoes to protect charred feet and shirts for twenty-somethings with nothing to shelter them but the kindness of others. From the dawn of her 29th year to dusk, K made her day about others. She opened her heart and her home. “A great way to start a year,” the man and I commented. “You tell her you reap what you sew,” my mother said.
For K, it was a natural reaction to mobilize and be of service. And it got me thinking, how do we find ways to do so in everyday life. How do you always put others first? It takes energy and discipline. It feels so good when I do, but sometimes life gets so busy that I forget to fit this most important work into my day. K reminded me Tuesday. Brandi Carlile just reminded me on my drive.
“Do I make myself a blessing to everyone I meet?”
I sang that lyric over and over as I stood in the park this morning, hoping a crowd would show up for what was only the third sunny Friday morning of the summer. What am I putting out to make such a wish – a big group to practice morning yoga with – come true? How can I connect more with strangers and friends and everyone in between? Perhaps by opening my heart to making my day about others, regardless of whether they’ve lost all they have or aren’t looking for anything at all.