For today’s ‘good people’ post, I’ve done something a little different … instead of telling you about good people, I am asking you to see one in action … just a small ‘good thing’ by some average people, but … this really warmed my heart and I hope it will yours, too.
It seems to me that these days some people are mighty quick to judge others. They judge us by the colour of our skin, by whether we attend the same church as them, by where our ancestors hail from, by our level of education or the field in which we work, they judge us by our sexual orientation — who we choose to love — and by our political affiliation. All this judging … and for what? I am no better than you, nor you than me. It is our actions, the way we treat others, that determine who we are, not the colour of our skin or our political party! This has weighed heavily on my mind of late, for I, too, am judged and seemingly found to be lacking by many. And last night, as I was preparing for bed, leaving one last quick message for a beloved friend on Facebook, something caught my eye. You may remember back in March, when I posted a lovely poem by Laura Ding-Edwards, titled The Mountain. This is another by her that I think speaks volumes. Titled Beautifully Strange Poem, it is “A poem about living with mental illness, the importance of being kind and the beauty of our uniqueness.”
We all know how, of late, kindness, respect, compassion, and the like seem to have gone by the wayside, right. Last night, a blogging friend shared a blog titled “Cyranny’s Cove”, and specifically the post I am about to share. I love the concept … one act of kindness a month. That isn’t too hard, is it? What if everybody in the world followed this … tried hard to bring ‘kindness’ back into our society? Anyway, take a look if you will, and let’s help Cyranny spread the word, okay?
Happy first day of August, Lovelies!
As you might know, I have been waiting for a while to post this, and I am quite excited to finally launch this new, monthly Kind Hearted Challenge!
What is the Kind Hearted Challenge about?
It is really simple… First of all, it is not a challenge per se, but more an invitation to take a moment and think about doing kind things around you. You don’t have to participate every month, and if you join in, you have all month to complete your mission.
I think that spreading the word out is the best way to get at least a couple of people to think “You know what? That’s really easy, I think I’ll give it a try!” There are so many free, easy acts of kindness that we can do in our everyday life… Things to make other people around us…
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A friend and reader, Ellen, pointed me in the direction of a new source of ‘good news’ stories, and one of the first things I saw last evening when I visited the site in search of ‘good people’, was this headline:
The Most Inspiring Everyday People of 2018 Showered the World With Kindness: Our Top 10 Favorites
I visited and found some awesome stories of everyday people doing small kindnesses for others. Two of the ten turned out to be stories I had previously included in my ‘good people’ posts, but I want to share a few of the others with you today.
The first one is just a small thing, really, but I found it touching. It happened at LAX airport last February. A young mom, pregnant and with a toddler in tow, was trying to board her flight, but the toddler apparently had other ideas and was having a meltdown, running from the mother, crying uncontrollably. Been there, done that, and I could feel that mother’s frustration as I read this story.
Finally, the young mother simply sat down on the floor of the airport, placed her hands over her face and joined her son in having a good cry. As if by some unseen, unheard signal, suddenly 6 or 7 women came to the pair and worked their magic. One sang The Itsy Bitsy Spider to the young boy, another peeled an orange for mother and son, another pulled a toy from her bag, while yet another offered the mom a bottle of water and words of comfort. Within a few short minutes, both mother and son were calm and able to board their flight. It is said that the women did not speak of what was being done or what needed to be done, and yet acted as a team, as if it were a well-coordinated effort. According to one of the women …
“After they went through the door we all went back to our separate seats and didn’t talk about it… we were strangers, gathering to solve something. It occurred to me that a circle of women, with a mission, can save the world. I will never forget that moment.”
Solidarity. Empathy. Compassion. Kindness.
Adarsh Shrivastava was on a train that was traveling through Uttar Pradesh in northern India in July when he noticed something strange about his fellow passengers. His train cabin was filled with girls between the ages of 10 and 14 – and almost all of them were visibly distressed. Some of the youngsters were even crying.
Sensing that something was afoot, Shrivastava pulled out his phone, created a new Twitter account, and sent several messages detailing the situation to railway and law enforcement authorities, saying that he suspected the girls to be victims of human trafficking.Upon writing out his cabin and train number, the Good Samaritan only had to wait thirty minutes before the Ministry of Railways Twitter account responded to the message. A few stops later, several police officers boarded the train and arrested two men who had been transporting the girls for a human trafficking scheme.
“Their parents have been informed and the men have been taken into custody,” a statement from the Railway Protection Force said.
Many social media users are calling Shrivastava a hero and asking the Prime Minister of India to honor him for his actions – however, Shrivastava has simply responded by saying: “Thanks, but as a citizen of India, it’s our responsibility to help people.”
Humility. Courage. Responsibility. Empathy.
It was on a routine flight to Jamaica that an elderly woman suddenly went into cardiac arrest. Luckily there was a nurse onboard, but she was unable to relieve the woman’s breathing distress. However, there were two very inventive anesthesiologists aboard the flight, Matthew Stevenson and John Flanagan. After determining that the plane was not equipped with a hand-operated, manual resuscitator, the two men leapt into action. Dr. Stevenson performed CPR on the woman while Dr. Flanagan concocted a makeshift ventilator using tubing and an airbag from one of the plane’s emergency masks and connecting the device to the onboard oxygen tank.The two doctors worked to keep oxygen flowing to the woman’s lungs with the makeshift device for 45 minutes, until the plane was able to make an emergency landing in Fort Lauderdale. Passengers pitched in, too, holding the doctors steady during the bumpy landing. When medics rushed onto the plane to take over, the passengers gave a cheering round of applause to the two doctors.In this, the day of frivolous lawsuits, many doctors will not step into such a situation, for their malpractice carriers caution them against touching a person in distress without a liability waiver. These two men put a human being first.
Caring. Humanity. Courage. Responsibility.
Randy Heiss had been out on a walk with his dog in Patagonia, Arizona when he saw a deflated red balloon trapped in some shrubs. More peculiarly, there was a little note attached to the string. The note, which was written in Spanish, was a Christmas list that was addressed to Santa from a little girl named Dayami. The sweet youngster simply said that she wanted some paints and new clothes for Christmas.Heiss was moved by the letter, not just because of its innocence, but also because he used to send letters to Santa the very same way – so he became dedicated to fulfilling the child’s Christmas wish. But … how to find the child?
“It really touched my heart to find it and I said well how in the heck am I going to be able to figure out how to make contact with this little girl and make her wishes come true.”
He took to social media, hoping to find someone who could put him in contact with the family. With Christmas looming ever closer, Heiss eventually approached a Mexican radio station for help, and within one hour of them broadcasting his story, he was connected with Dayami’s family in Nogales, Sonora.
Delighted for an opportunity to bring some holiday magic to the family, Heiss ditched work to go shopping for Dayami’s gifts at Walmart and bring them down to Nogales.Dayami’s family was extremely grateful for the gesture, and Heiss and his wife were careful about telling the kids that the gifts were from Santa. Heiss gained even more joy from his gesture, though …
“We lost our son nine years ago. So, we don’t have grandchildren in our future and so really getting to share Christmas with kids was something that’s been missing in our lives.”
Heiss has stayed in touch with Dayami’s parents through social media, and they are quickly becoming extensions of each other’s families – all thanks to his act of Christmas compassion.
Generosity. Sharing. Kindness. Love.
I end this post with a quote from English writer John Bunyan:
“You have not lived today until you have done something for someone who can never repay you.”
Let’s all try to be ‘good people’ this year, shall we? Remember, it isn’t the size of what you do, but the spirit with which you do it.
An article yesterday morning in The Washington Post unveils the republican’s latest strategy for winning in the November mid-terms: using the word ‘liberal’ as if it were a four-letter adjective. It isn’t.According to Merriam-Webster, a liberal is “A person who believes that government should be active in supporting social and political change”.
According to the Oxford Dictionaries, a liberal is one who is:
- Willing to respect or accept behaviour or opinions different from one’s own
- Open to new ideas
- Favourable to or respectful of individual rights and freedoms
- Favouring individual liberty, free trade, and moderate political and social reform
- Concerned with broadening a person’s general knowledge and experience, rather than with technical or professional training
I see nothing in any of these definitions that makes being a liberal a bad thing, and yet I hear the word spat out by republicans, almost as if by being a supporter of a liberal ideology, we are something vulgar, something akin to the unidentified substance on the bottom of your shoe.
For decades, people on the left or center of the political spectrum have been referred to as “bleeding heart liberals”. So, what exactly, does that mean? By one definition, it is “Someone who is particularly compassionate and concerned about people who face disadvantages, whether temporary or institutionalized.” But to those who would use the term as an insult, it implies that caring about anyone other than yourself and your immediate family is somehow “bad,” and caring for those less fortunate than you is somehow “stupid.”
By any realistic definition, I have no problem with being called a liberal. I would, of course, prefer that the word not be spat at me such that I need to clean my glasses after being called such, but still, I do not consider it an insult. And I have no problem being called a ‘snowflake’, for as I tell those who call me that, it is a compliment– snowflakes are beautiful and unique. The one that really offends me is being called a “libtard”, for it indicates something that nobody with a brain should use. Perhaps we should simply remember that it is a reflection of those who use the term and their intellectual capacity, or lack thereof.
Back in the day, Franklin D. Roosevelt’s liberal ideas earned him the titles “Moosejaw” and “momma’s boy”, by journalist Westbrook Pegler, who coincidentally also coined the term “bleeding heart liberal”. The term came into its own during the 1950s when Joe McCarthy, called Edward R. Murrow one of the “extreme Left Wing bleeding-heart elements of television and radio.”
On the other side of the aisle are the conservatives who see the world as a challenging place in which there is always someone else who is ready to steal your lunch. Confronted by a potentially hostile environment, the best course is to take precautions and to ensure your own well-being and that of your family. Most sane people, liberal or conservative, democrat or republican, would agree that the first priority in our life is taking care of our family. It is why we go to work every day and come home every night. But taking care of our families and helping others need not be mutually exclusive.
The difference, I think, comes in the definition of what ‘taking care of our family’ means. For most of us, it means having a job so that we can meet the needs of a place to live, food on the table, bills paid, a car to get around in, health care, and the ability to put aside a bit for a rainy day. That is enough for me. My needs are met … there is no need for a bigger house, a fancier car, or steak on the table every night. If that makes me the object of scorn by conservative republicans, so be it. I am far more content than they, for I am not always wanting more.
The divisiveness in this nation today is both toxic and dangerous. We have a so-called president who is inciting violence against the free press by calling them the ‘enemy of the people’, and we have the opportunists like Alex Jones who intentionally rile the masses and drive a wedge between right and left. And now, in desperation, for the GOP must surely realize that people are getting fed up with their antics, the republican candidates’ modus operandi will be to denigrate democrats by calling them liberals in a tone that indicates nothing good.
Being a liberal is not a bad thing – it simply means we care more about people than we care about wealth. It means we are willing to settle for a bit less if it means somebody can feed their children tonight. If that is scorned and mocked by certain politicians and their followers, then in my book, it says something about them, not us. Liberal is not a bad word … it is a perfectly legitimate ideology and it is past time that people wake up to the reality that we are all, like it or not, on this planet together and will survive a lot longer if we learn to get along.