Even going across the street for a bit led to a few interactions that showed how frayed my nerves are right now. It took me no fewer than five interactions to get the last one sort-of right, and I still feel very much unable to "people" well right now.
One thing I hate doing is bringing negative energy to a genuine request from someone on the street. I was hit by such a request 2 blocks from home, by someone who needed just a wee bit more for a vital medication. We went to the pharmacist but
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But after that & a few annoying encounters with people who mistook me for a tourist (something that makes people think I can't speak Spanish, because they're so struck by the vision of the Other, and who thus act like nothing I'm saying makes any sense)...
I breathed out. Had a decent encounter with someone. Then another.
And on my way back, I sat with a street person I know who just wanted to talk about how losing his sight was scaring him.
Paso a paso.
Relearning how to "people" takes time.
Anton, this was such a generous comment to share.
Thank you so much for *your* presence in the world, & for the deep kindness of suggesting that I had anything to do with your own very clearly giving nature.
I'm so glad you went out.
I'm so thankful you were present with need.
Your story didn't just help that fellow, you know - it also helped *me*.
I'm honoured that we share a world. I sorely hope you're doing well, & always feel supported yourself, as you support others in turn. 💛
@MLClark Thank you. Although I always think of others and try to help, your example of sitting with a street person and sharing time and listen just encourages me to do more, see more and think deeper about those around me. Thank you for writing such powerful insights and I hope they influence many more 🙂
@MLClark I wanted to share that after reading this I decided I would go out for a run : I only run indoors on a treadmill and haven't done that in a year but at least I made the effort 🤣.
On my (attempted) run I came up on a thin old man trying to sleep under a bridge. I continued my run but could not forget what I saw.
On my way back I woke him and gave him some food and water I bought at the gas station.
Your writing brings good to the world you can not see 🙌 🙂