Sometimes when I am in bed at night and can't sleep, I
started to wonder what my purpose and contribution will be (or even more
haunting, what it was meant to be and if I missed it). Sometimes the most I
accomplish after work is to go for a bike ride, cook dinner for one person
(i.e., myself), and paint my toenails. But in those silent moments in bed, I
often dream that I could one day be as big as to touch the world with a
feel-better wand, that something I could do or say would travel far enough to
make a difference. I have to remind myself though of the story of a group of
people who were trying to safely move a piano. After much discussing and
measuring, someone finally said to the group, "Just lift where you
stand."
As much as I would like to leave behind a legacy of humanity
or compassion, I may have to accept my influence in a smaller sphere. I can
simply believe, as someone once said, that I am responsible for the energy I
bring into a space. So maybe the smile I gave a stranger in the grocery store
parking lot, or the tone I took with a coworker, or even my own laugh floating
across a room will unintentionally raise the spirits of someone I don't see.
Maybe the ripples of these small things alone will circle wide enough to
collide with the ripples someone else creates by lifting where they stand.
And if they do, then the world is covered.
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