When I observed my young chorister granddaughter give support to a very small lad who was obviously struggling with his first solo, it was truly an act of kindness. She did not say a word, she just gazed at him, lovingly and with belief in him, and he stayed in focus and finished. She then gave him such a smile of appreciation. Probably few people noticed this brief exchange, but I was sitting very close to the chorister stalls, unseen, but seeing. Which leads me into the question of kindness and how we express it and to whom.
I struggle with being kind to the Tax Inspector or to the salesperson who rings me 'cold canvas' or to the security people who repeatedly give me body searches because I have metal in my bra and a piece of crystal in my suitcase. So I struggle with my kindness being conditional, towards people who deserve my kindness! This now leads me into my personal arrogance, that chooses the recipient of a kindly act or word.
This leaves me with a lot of discomfort, because a kindly attitude towards the world is without condition, it strives to show kindness wherever possible. Perhaps I am allowed to struggle just a little, with some feelings of impossibility!
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