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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 340 :: christmas kindness

6 Dec
{listen deeply}

Today I continue the month of Christmas Kindness!

If there is one thing I have learned in this year of Kindness, it is to listen. Deeply. I’m not saying I’m good at it, or have a full grasp on the fine art of deep listening. But I have learned this:  listening deeply is the best remedy to most of life’s issues.

Listen to someone.
Deeply.

More tomorrow…

Lovemore,
Jamie

{listen}
#lovemore

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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 209 :: kind surprises continued

20 Aug

Treasures.

I shared the Whale Watch surprise yesterday, but what I didn’t share was this surprise:


It’s a pretty little piece, a necklace, pendant, beautiful treasure on the end of a chain. We spotted while in Friday Harbor.

I should have known something was up Justin’s sleeve when he kept pointing to jewelry in the shop cases and saying they were pretty. This was the one I reacted to the most, this pendant of coral in the shape of a tree. We left the store, upon many stores and I forgot about it.

Then, on the last hour home, as we sat on the boat and watched the water move by our window, I looked down at the table and saw a white box. It was a jewelry box.

“What’s that?” I looked at Justin who wore a sly grin on his face.

“I don’t know,” he said, “you should open it up and see.”

It was, of course, the pendant I had seen in the store in Friday Harbor much earlier in the day. He has done this to me before. And, as always, I seem to be clueless, never realizing what he is up to until it is too late (or just right, I suppose!).

It’s a beautiful little pendant. It reminds me of our date with the whales on a sunny Saturday afternoon – and a few islands in-between. But, most of all, it reminds of the young man I first met when we were seventeen and the sweet husband I have now married.

He has always had a gift for gifting and surprises. And it’s not limited to the kind of treasures I wear around my neck. He is so generous with his time and his thoughts for everyone he loves. Sometimes I wonder if all those around him see what I see — a mind which is constantly examining others and figuring out what they want and need and wish for most.

So in this year of kindness, I realize this — the best teacher of how to be kind has been right before my eyes, at my side, holding my hand and watching me with those very observant brown eyes.

What he has taught me most is this:
Sometimes the kindest act is just listening.
Listening to those you love.

And that is a treasure.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{listen}
#lovemore

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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 182 :: listening

23 Jul

Kindness.

I’m learning kindness is so much about listening. So, in this year of intentional acts of kindness – to myself and others – I am not surprised that the most powerful act of kindness is actually free.

It’s amazing what you hear when you Listen.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{listenting?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 164 :: bringing out the best

18 Jun

Day 164: Overheard.

I spent the afternoon at a coffee shop. One of my favorite places to catch up on work and writing and sometimes, other people’s conversations.

It’s not like I mean to listen in to their conversations, it just seems to happen when you’re packed between cups of mocha and leather chairs, elbow to elbow, inside on a rainy day.

Today, one man, who was clearly hard of hearing, kept repeating what he was hearing in his private conversation. At higher decibels than what is typical inside a coffee shop.

I overheard every word of his conversations. Multiple times. Including the words that his ears were translating differently.

She said: “Do you believe in the father, the son and the holy ghost?
He repeated: “Do I believe in ghosts?”
She repeated: “No, I said, do you believe in the father, the son and the holy ghost?”
He said: “No, I don’t believe in ghosts.”

And so it went on for hours. He misinterpreted her words. She repeated them. He repeated them again. And on and on.

At first, it was annoying as I wished I had brought my headphones to drown out the noise. And then it was amusing as he kept changing the meaning of their conversation. And finally, it was quite inspiring.

She was so patient with him, repeating and repeating and repeating with love in her voice what she was saying. As he was trying his best. Wanting to hear. Wanting to understand.

As I sat there trying not to listen, and not being able to help it, I kept thinking about her incredible depth of patience. To repeat herself until he really heard, until he could understood.

And, then, later today I received this:

And I realize, tonight, as I write this blog post, that she was doing just that. She was bringing out the absolute best in him. The stranger in the coffee shop that was hard of hearing. The woman with her patience for repeating. For all of us listening.

It has me thinking about the power of patience.
And listening.
And higher goals.
Higher vibrations.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

Now…it’s time to listen to my body. Yoga time!

{listening?}
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