A guy stopped me on the trail a moment ago to ask if I had money for the bus. He was clearly struggling and stressed. I only had a 20. I wish I were in a better financial space or I would have just given it to him. I should always carries ones. Anyway, he thanked me just for taking the time to check and talk to him. He hugged me and was on his way.
People are amazing beings. I really do think all of that comes from the heart. I refuse to believe our hearts start out as anything but pure and good. I know horrible things are done by people and to people and those things I will never, ever, understand. For me, finding the beauty has always felt instinctive. I think I get that from my mother and will always be eternally grateful for that.
"Let the beauty of what you love be what you do."
This quote by Rumi has always been one of my favorite and keeps floating through my mind. Up until this moment I've thought of the "do" as what you 'do' for work, for career, for money. After sitting here writing and hearing that quote play over and over in my mind, I'm starting to think that the 'do' isn't meant to be a job. Not a job but your moment, your disposition, your day. I love finding the sunshine. I love meeting new people and sharing all the smiles and feeling that amazingness of a strangers heart, even if just in passing. This is what I do. Whether it's during a day off at the river, helping a patient take meds, teaching baby Indy to weight-bare or talking to strangers at the bus stop; in all of those things the beauty of what I love is what I'm doing.
This past year has been built around human connection and really listening to my heart - even when it leaves me stressed out and frazzled. Those feelings never last and chances are if I'm feeling them, it's because I'm working through something and know the reward on the other end is meant to be.
Maktub: it is written.
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