“O God, help me to believe the truth about myself – no matter how beautiful it is!” ~ Macrina Wiederkehr
Were you surprised when you got to the word beautiful? I was. But maybe you were present and tuned in as you read today’s quote. So you tapped right in to the truth. We’re more likely to sense positive words ahead in sentences like this one when we’re reading mindfully. But, without mindfulness, old default words can spring up automatically, like a leg’s reflexive kick to a kneecap tap.
Please read it again:“O God, help me to believe the truth about myself – no matter how ___________ it is! How might your mind fill in the blank automatically? How does your heart’s wisdom fill it in? Repeat this little prayer several times throughout this day. Keep in it the word beautiful.
As part of my new self-care plan, I will be saying this prayer once every day until February 14th. Please join me. We’ll check in with each other here on Valentine’s Day to see what we experienced. Are you in? I hope so.
Someday the truth of our beauty will seep into every thread of our knowing and fill every fiber of our being. Someday we’ll not only believe we have the gift of beauty, we’ll live it. And our deeds will indeed reflect the depth of the beauty in us.
“Don’t forget that you’re a citizen of this world, and there are things you can do every day to lift the human spirit, things that are easy, things that are free, things you can do every day. Civility, respect, kindness, character.” ~ Aaron Sorkin
I was sitting in a medical office waiting room yesterday. Every seat was taken except for two next to me. The room was still except for some impatient fidgeting. The front door opened, and an older couple entered just as I coughed. “Bless you,” the old man said, as he took the seat next to me.”Thank you,” I said. “I welcome the blessing, even though that wasn’t a sneeze.”The man laughed. and said, “Actually, I thought it was more of a cough than a sneeze. I’ve got a cough that sounds like a sneeze too. Can’t get rid of it. That’s why I’m here.” He then coughed, either on purpose or coincidentally.
“Bless you,” I said. He and the woman chuckled. I saw another person smile.
“Why don’t we say, ‘Bless you’ for coughs?” he said. “Why not say ‘Bless you’ for other things beside sneezing?”
“Why not?” I said. “We could say it like a ‘Hello.’ “”Right,” he said.
“Bless you,” I said to his wife (I assumed she was) and to the people next to her. He said it to the people across the room. It felt kind of awkward. But it broke the ice, so to speak. And we all came a little closer to feeling like friends instead of strangers. Little incidences like this are not going to change the world. Or might they? Imagine if every one of us every day did little kindnesses that are easy, fun, and free.