Listening to people talk about their lives. When a person, particularly someone who isn't a close friend, trusts you enough to share a heart-felt or painful moment, that space of courage and intimacy is a kind of soul nourishment.
The end of my first serious relationship. After living with a boyfriend for six years in my 20's I was blindsided by his announcement that we were finished. After the shock and despair subsided I moved 3000 miles away and started a new life. It was the first time I learned that a single event can be both devastating and invigorating at the same time. I've since relied on that lesson many times.
This was unforgettable because it was so confounding. In college I was an exchange student in Manila. To get around the city most of the international university students rode jeepneys (the local public transportation). One afternoon I was waiting by the side of the road for a jeepney with a few other university students along with a crowd of Manila residents. A very old woman stared at me, then approached me, and reached out her hand trying to give me something. She was speaking to me in Tagalog which I couldn't understand. I held out my hand hesitantly as she dropped a few coins into my palm. Her granddaughter translated, "She says you shouldn't be here. She says you should take a taxi." The coins she tried to give me were a few sentimos, while the price for a taxi was at least 40 pisos. My mind went offline. I had no idea how to respond. An old lady was trying to give me money when, by all appearances, she had very little herself. I knew she'd never ridden in a taxi, she had no idea how much they cost. She was adamant, why was she insisting that I not take a jeepney? Was my presence on the side of the road offensive? Would it be rude to give the coins back? In the most bewildering minute of my life I gave her back the coins, bumbled repeated apologies and tried to disappear into the group of students. To this day I don't know how to interpret that interaction, but it was presumably the most selfless gesture of altruism I've ever experienced.
Participating in a poetry slam. I'm entranced by the artists who do them. I should probably start with something less sublime like karaoke.
Be ruthless in your self-examination; compassion is always the final result.