Witnessing the ripple effects of an act of kindness is the most beautiful experience I can have; it's just magical. Often times though, I must be content with just imagining the chain of kindness that links us all together. When I can serve in a capacity of anonymity, I find more meaning in my actions.
I was asked this same question a couple of weeks ago. Actually, the question was, "Who is your greatest inspiration?" That's a question that is unanswerable for me. The best I could say is my family, friends, students and strangers:). But if I replace Who with What...hmmm, that is a difficult question, but one that I can attempt to answer. Witnessing change in others can inspire me in a couple of ways. First, it gives me the desire to make change within myself. Secondly, at times, it can inspire me to keep doing whatever it is I'm doing.
The tenth anniversary of Lori's death just passed. Lori was living without shelter up near Vancouver, WA. Kelly Gorby saw Lori on standing in the cold one winter day. Having a newly purchased winter coat, Kelly pulled over and offered it to Lori. The universe conspired to have a newspaper photographer nearby to witness this act of beauty and capture it in its stillness. It was only because of this that I learned of Lori's death a few weeks later, as the newspaper ran the story: An Offer of Warmth on a Cold Day. I will forever be indebted to Kelly for her kindness.
I would love to serve in the Gandhi Ashram one summer. But, I actually don't have much of a bucket list. I'm trying not to want for anything, I guess.
"Let go of your hate and be kind, dammit!" OK, maybe that was a bit too strong. "Please be respectful of all living beings and things."