JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 101 :: 4-letter word friday

14 Apr

Flies.

As in time.

It’s hard to believe we are already here. One hundred days behind us in the year of 2017. Where does the time go? My how it flies. And where exactly does it fly off to in the first place?

It reminds me that life is short.
And is there any other reason for us to be kind?

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{be kind}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 100 :: being kind

13 Apr

Oh, love. 

Sometimes, it is easiest to be kind to those we love. And sometimes, that is the hardest kind of kindness. Isn’t it ironic? Don’t you think.

We are made kind by being kind.
And, isn’t that the best kind of kindness?

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{be kind}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 99 :: kindness 

13 Apr

Matters. 

Just this tonight.

Don’t waste it.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{kindness}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 98 :: kindness 

11 Apr

Sharing. 

Tonight, my act of kindness was a sandwich and a trip to the store. Sometimes it really is the little things that are the biggest. And sharing even just a sandwich makes it all the sweeter.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{what are you sharing?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 97 :: kindness comes in pretty packages

10 Apr

You’ve Got Mail. 

Ah, kindness. You’re starting to kick in. Or kick my butt. So many lessons learned already in these short few months.

Some, are lessons I would rather not see in myself. A shade of unkindness, a shadow of mean, a sting of being sorry for words better off not said. But, as we know, when you are ready the teacher appears. And so, with each lesson, I remain open to the meaning. And growth.

And then, there are the surprises!

Today, I received a pretty little package in the mail, from a friend. It held a little red card and inside a little red envelope and inside of that a beautiful note and pretty little penny. And, for me, it was a huge surprise.

It was beyond kind. The KIND of KINDNESS that you don’t expect.


And that has me thinking… maybe making a promise of intentional kindness isn’t so much about what I give. Maybe it’s also about opening up the door to receive.

As the year moves forward we shall see. Until then, may kindness find you with beautiful little surprises (and lessons that don’t sting).

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{surprise}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 96 :: kindness begins

9 Apr

With me. 

If there is anything this year is teaching me, ’tis this:

As the week begins, so does kindness.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{kindness begins with me}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 95 :: a kind car ride

8 Apr

kind of. 

I took Pup for a car ride today. It’s what he loves to do. Sit in the car watching the world go by, with his nose up to the window. It was my intentional act of kindness. Or, at least I thought.

The ride turned out to be more than what I bargained for. Or, as I believe Pup would say, a woof of a lesson.

Pup, being 16 years old, got very excited about riding in the car and just as we pulled out onto the main street pooped in the passenger seat. He was that excited. So I pulled over at the vets of all places (it’s just down the street) to clean it up.

Just as I grabbed the cleaner from the trunk and shut the trunk door the car locked. That’s weird, I thought, and then reached into my pocket for my keys. They were not there. I looked at Pup sitting in the passenger seat and then I looked inside the trunk. There were my keys. Sitting, locked inside along with Pup.

Oh. My. God. How did that happen? I thought as I stared at Pup on the other side of the window. Then I realized my phone was also in the car with Pup.

My watch! I thought, relieved that Justin gave me an Apple iWatch for my birthday. I will just call Justin on my watch.

Except my watch couldn’t find my phone.

I saw a green Subaru pulling up the road and I ran out into the street waving my arms. A beautiful older woman stopped and I blabbered about my predicament pointing to my car.

Do you have a phone? I asked. Can you call AAA Roadside Service for me?

She did. Her name was Donna and she dialed her phone and then handed it over to me. I asked her if she was going somewhere. She waved it off, saying she had to set up dinner somewhere but she was happy to help.

“It’s what you do.” Donna said as she patiently waited for me to finish my call so she could drive on to her dinner.

Meanwhile, Pup sat in the car as happy as a clam. Or a dog who loves car rides and thinks the car should be his kennel. In fact, when we lived on the Vineyard, the car WAS his kennel every time we went out to eat. He refused to stay in his real kennel after a cross-country flight that terrified the canine snot out of him. So we always let him tag along and wait in the car.

He loved it. He loved the car. It was his own personal den. And today, as I sat waiting on a sidewalk for half an hour waiting for the friendly roadside assistant to arrive, Pup sat inside the car. Please as punch. Happy to sit and watch everything walk by his window.

He didn’t bark until the AAA Man arrived and stuck a long plastic tube through the window to unlock the door.

“This happened yesterday too,” the friendly man said as he unlocked the door. “A lady’s dog locked the car with the keys in it. Must have bumped the lock.”

Of course. I thought to myself as he said it. Pup probably hit the door lock as he shuffled around in the passenger seat trying to see what I was doing in the trunk.

When I arrived home and relayed what happened to Justin, he said, “That would only happen to you.”

I know! I said back thinking how absurd it all was, not understanding how it happened in the first place. I walked outside and tested the car, trying to get it to lock the same way when I closed the trunk. I couldn’t replicate it. It had to have been Pup.

And then it hit me, this wasn’t a day for me to share kindness. It was a day for me to experience it. Thank you, Donna. Thank you, AAA Man. And thank you, Pup.

I’ve never seen a happier dog than the one I watched today. Sitting in his car, daydreaming away, watching the world go by moment by moment. It’s a good lesson in kindness. And presence. And Pups.

(And, of course, not to drop your keys in the trunk!)

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{kind}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 94 :: 4-letter word friday

7 Apr

WIND. 

The wind is howling outside my window. It sounds like a storm is brewing. Maybe it’s the weekend calling. Maybe it is the winds of Spring.

The Wind reminds me of something I know and understand.
To make anything happen, we have to create the wind behind it.
The focus, the energy, the action – the power of the wind.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{wind}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 93 :: yellow towels

6 Apr

Imagine. 

I think it is kind to let our minds imagine and dream. And to listen to other’s dreams.

Today, my niece was describing her life to me, what she dreamed of and wants and desires for when she is ALL grown up. It was a special moment in an aisle of a department store.

I was trying to make a decision between yellow towels or turquoise towels, and out of nowhere, she began telling me her dreams. Along with the big decisions, she was making for her big life to come.

While I pretended to take my time looking for towels just so I could stand next to her a bit longer and hear the big plans in her little heart, I couldn’t help but sigh on the inside. The kind of sigh that is so deep and profound it’s hard to keep all bottled up inside. I couldn’t dare breath out loud because I didn’t want her to stop.

As we stood in the aisle looking back and forth at turquoise towels and yellow towels, and back again, I froze the memory in my mind. We were somewhere else in her mind, far, far away in the future full of love and joy and dreams and visions of wonderfulness. When she finished describing her dreams to me, just like that, the moment disappeared. She was again a ten-year-old girl, and I was shopping for the must mundane of adult tasks, towels.

I landed on yellow.
Yellow is the color of kindness.

And today, while standing amongst a sea of bath towels, I realized that listening to someone else’s dream may be the most intentional act of kindness I could ever offer.

That – and remembering the moment for both of us.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{listen}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 92 :: more laughter flowering

5 Apr

Springy. 

As I was driving listening to the radio today, absorbing too much talk radio and politics and blabbering on… I realized I need more laughter.

And then I found this:

I think we could all use more laughter. And, maybe as the flowers pop their heads up out of the ground I will remember to stop and smell the laughter.

Wouldn’t that be kind?

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{laughter}
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