I reach out to lend a helping hand, the stranger looks at me and I feel the inner battle that shows in her tear filled eyes. The woman had fallen, somehow she had missed the step up to the sidewalk and lay hurting on the ground. I stopped my car and ran over to where she now sat rubbing her ankle. I could see the indecision, she was hurting, but I was a stranger and her first reaction and words were ..” no-no thank you, I am fine” My background is health care, I took in her now swelling ankle area, the tear-stained face, her headscarf had fallen askew with the fall, she was elderly, I could not leave her on the road. I heard my therapist to client/patient voice speaking, it was instinct and years of experience talking. My voice and actions knowing where gently to lift and help her stand were automatic. Something inside her responded to the experience in my voice and movements. Once standing, she was able to lean on me to get off the street corner an up onto the sidewalk.
While this was happening, another car pulled up, with a lady driver in similar dress attire as the lady I was helping. She too stopped her car and got out. The relief at seeing someone from her own community flooded the lady’s face. The other woman was able to speak her language. I explained what happened, the newcomer thanked me, and took over, helping the woman into her car. I got back in my car and drove home. Yes I am one of these people who some call a “do good- er” if I can help, I offer. I make time. The learning curve for me is that not everyone wants my help. That is very humbling.
A Peony is a beautiful flower, when I had them in the garden, I would “lust” after them,waiting for the flower to open and bloom and then stand close, drinking in their fragrance. At first I was hungry to bring the beauty inside, so that the room would be permeated with the scent. When I realized that no matter how carefully you examined them, often you brought in the ants too.. I decided that leaving them in their own environment would be better. =^_^= Sometimes what we want, and what is best, are not the same. This saying is worth sharing with you again.
We have a neighbour who is in his mid 90’s he still goes out, cuts the lawn, he sits down in lotus fashion to plant and weed, he walks without a cane, goes up and down his steps, he really is truly amazing in what he accomplishes. (he travels and works at his own pace, but he gets it done) We know he does these things because we are right next door and see him out and about. Someone passing the other day, rushed to help him when they saw him trying to fix his lawnmower, his voice,old and worn came through loud and clear, “no thank you, I’m fine”
A floral bouquet for you dear reader. May your day be blessed with sunshine and lots of happy moment. Thank you for the visit. Namaste – Oyashikiri