Feeling frustrated with our poor diet I went through our food and started to throw certain things away. The thought of wasting that food when we ourselves are on a tight budget was more than I could take so I put it in a large thick plastic shopping bag and placed it in the car with us as I drove kids to school.
I saw a gentleman who looked as if he had not had a meal in a long time but hesitated to stop. I felt uneasy and did not want to stop with kids in the car. Growing up in the city I am well aware that the majority of folks living on the street are not to be feared however I have also seen the severely mentally disturbed lose control and it isn't fun to be near.
I dropped the kids off at school, came back around and saw that he was carrying two flimsy grocery bags with holes in them. Not only did he look hungry but those bags were about to break. That was when I knew my big, sturdy bag of food was for him. I offered him the bag and his scary visage totally changed. I was no longer focused on the dirty clothes or long, grey beard. Instead I saw that he had blue eyes that widened with wonder as I offered the food. He looked like a little boy being offered his own pony. "For real?" he asked me with a sweetness that touched me to the deepest part of my spirit.
I am glad that I could put my fears aside and act from Loving Awareness at least this one time. It was worth it. I hope that everyone reading this can take a moment to say to themselves, "I am Loving Awareness."
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