I am Kind
Kindness is the one word used to describe me the most…clear back into childhood… it is written in my school report cards.
I rise every morning full of happiness and cheer. I feel like a cartoon character singing into the new day. I dance across the room with a funky slide spin. I am excited. My happy energy fills the air.
Even when I am going through the darkest times, I am still kind. I have no reason to spread my darkness to others. I don’t get angry. I can’t even think of a time I was angry.
I expel my emotions through tears. A good cry releases negative thoughts and energy. I always feel better after a good cry.
When others have a lot on their mind I listen. I probably can’t solve it, but I can maybe help them to see light at the end of the tunnel. During my dark days it was a beautiful soul who provided the light I couldn’t see. I want to be that light.
Being a kind light is natural for me. Yes I get taken advantage of, people say mean things, I work through the hurt. Their words or actions can’t change who I naturally am.
Kindness is a gift. People tell me their stories. I find each one fascinating. The writer in me pictures the story as if I was there tucked away in the corner sipping on a cup of tea.
My kindness is something I treasure. I nurture this natural instinct by enjoying the little things in life. I swing, dance, hop scotch, jump rope, sing nursery rhymes and skip. When was the last time you skipped? You should go out and try it. You will have a great laugh and find happiness.