One, two, three... exhale.
It's the weekend.
My thought for today came from a Facebook post by Kin women.
I shall pass through this world but once. Any good therefore that I can do or any kindness that I can show to any human being, let me do it now. Let me not defer or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again.
I saw it after I had the following conversation (which took .25 seconds in my mind) with myself:
You've just thought of her, you should text her and say so.
Oh no she's busy. I don't need to. She probably has a zillion people texting.
I don't want to bother her. She's probably working.
I ignored the milliseconds of reasoning and typed a text anyway.
The immediate reply preluded a quick text conversation, and a morning tea date for next week. Easy, right?!
But I am not often an initiator. I'm a wishful thinker. A hoper.
I've let the habit of shyness remain, even though maybe I'm not even that shy anymore.
I still wait and hope I'll get invited, and hope that people will think me worth a text hello, and a get-to-know.
But by always being the waiter, the hoper, I rob others of the smile that a happy, thinking-of-you-you-are-important-and-appreciated texts or phone calls that I love to receive.
All part of being brave.
Love people, and I guarantee they'll love you back.