Good day Beloved,
The other day I was in the midst of a GG (Grief Group) meeting that I was not really sure I wanted to be in. On the one hand, it was so good to be with the peeps of GG and on the other hand I did not want to participate in the topic of discussion. What a predicament. The overwhelming comfort I get from that group won out fairly easily and to boot I got almost two dozen ideas for titles of future blog posts. How cool is that, yeah.
Beloved, I am wondering if you have had the experience of getting comfort from an unexpected or surprising source. One of those right place, right time experiences. Sometimes the word “coincidence” can get attached to things like this, but I do not believe there is such a thing as coincidence. Everything, every moment is orchestrated or at the very least allowed to happen. I am not one for “luck”. Sometimes we are blessed with little surprises that are truly unexpected. Comforting words from a stranger. Money in the mail that you did not know was coming. The perfect meal idea when you are exhausted, and the kids are hungry. I think we all could point to something specific that would fit the brief on this one so to speak. For me personally I love being the vehicle for that comfort from nowhere for someone else. It is wonderful when that happens. Can you relate? Are you aware of times when you helped someone you did not know? Sometimes we are, sometimes not so much. I wonder what it would be like if we started each day with something like… I am willing to be the vehicle that delivers help or comfort to someone.
What would that do to our attitudes and responses to those around us. Naturally, there will be days when nothing of significance strikes us. I would dare say that the days we know something special happened will be few and far between. That is ok Beloved. It is good to be your best self every day regardless of getting recognition or not. Some people are bearers of comfort to others naturally, or so it seems. Those people to whom others gravitate. Beloved if you are a “wallflower” like me do not sell yourself short. We have our moments, we do.
Here is the point in my writing when I ask you to think about something. As your feet hit the floor when you haul your backside out of bed try asking the “powers that be” for you to help you be willing to be comfort from nowhere for someone. It could be someone on a ZOOM meeting or the person that delivers your groceries or your kids’ teacher online. The options are wide and varied. The point Beloved is the willingness not the actual doing that makes the biggest difference in our own thinking.
Beloved, have a lovely…
Mona Langmaackmelin
Mona's Monday Musings 