The Power Of Kindness

The Power Of Kindness

I took my girlfriend to London for Valentine’s Day and whilst there I began to ponder something about the universe and the power of kindness.

We were in a Chinese restaurant having some food and drinks, it was really nice, seriously if you happen to be in Leicester Square anytime soon, go to a Chinese restaurant In Chinatown, they’re so good!

At the end of the meal I tipped the staff for our meal and my girlfriend remarked that it was very generous, perhaps a little too generous. I didn’t think anything of it, perhaps it was too much, and perhaps it wasn’t. I’ve worked in restaurants before, people need the support, its tough work and it’s always nice to help people out if you can. Especially if you’re in the USA, seriously you have to tip waiters and waitresses out there, I couldn’t believe how little they earnt while I was out there.

Later on we bought some bits from a local store in Trafalgar Square and before we went in I noticed a homeless man sitting on a ledge just outside the store. He looked freezing and was trying to roll a cigarette but was shaking whilst doing so. When we left I grabbed all the change I had (around £2-3 I think) and approached him. I said hey and gave him the money, shook his hand and said goodbye. Again, I didn’t think anything of it, I could help him so I did. It feels good to help people, so people should always do it, because it’s so much nicer to make others feel good and good about themselves, it’s so much more rewarding than doing it solely for yourself.

Anyway, back to the point. As we started to head back home we decided to grab a hot chocolate and wait for our train and just sit and talk. Whilst I was ordering our drinks the gentleman who was serving us just turned around and said ‘’Hey, don’t worry about it, these are on the house’’. Neither of us could believe it, I was stunned. I asked him ‘’Are you sure?’’ and he said ‘Yes of course, I get to do this sometimes and I would like to’. I kept saying thank you and we went to sit down and enjoy the drinks. I didn’t get the gentleman’s name unfortunately, but I know that he is a manager at this Preta coffee shop in London Waterloo station. He had short brown hair and short beard. So if you see him, say hi!

In my mind, I wondered if all of these things were connected. Maybe the fact that I put good, positive action into the universe meant that it was returned to me? , I would say it was just coincidence, but I don’t believe in that. Everything happens for a reason. I guess what I’m saying is that it’s good to spread kindness, no matter how small or insignificant an act might seem, it might mean the world to the person receiving it.

Never underestimate the power of kindness. It doesn’t take much, but what it gives is truly something special. Kindness provides people with hope, with faith in themselves and in their own lives. If you are spread kindness, even if just momentarily, you are allowing your heart to truly open and for your soul to reach out.

Think back to a time when you felt low, and someone came by and did something for you, or did something to help you. How did it make you feel? , what did it make you think?

It’s always inspired me. Complete actions of selflessness, kindness for the sake of kindness is so innocent and pure, something that can’t be tainted or controlled, that cannot be poisoned or manipulated. It’s either there, or it isn’t. Truthfully, I believe everyone is capable of spreading kindness, no matter who they are, what they think or what they believe. Somewhere in their soul exists a part that is simply waiting to come out, and that part is kindness.

Whenever I spread kindness, it makes me feel good, of course it makes me feel good! and there’s nothing wrong with feeling good when you help someone. The important thing is to remember why you’re doing it, and not to do it for the wrong reasons. Remember that every time you spread kindness, you invite it into your life and into your heart. And when a time comes where you need help and you wish for it, it will come.

– Christian Reeve


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