Kindness

I think about the life I live
And all the love, I have left to give
In kindred souls, I hear the call
I always found the strength to touch them all


My father sat, me on his knee
In whispered words, he said to me
You give your love, In kindness True
More of the same will flow right back to you


Now as the time goes flowing by
In reflection I see I
Have made a difference to a few
and I've been touched by many kind souls too


And when at last,my time is through
I'll reminise I will think of you
My kindness lives, within your eyes
My swansong is    This tender lullabye


This song came about from 2 major life events.  Turning 50 and a breakup.


I was looking at my life and one one hand I have none of the following.
A House 
A Business,
A Career
A Husband
A Child
A Guru
A Degree
A Career
A Fancy Car
A Trust Fund
A Retirement Plan
A Life Purpose
A Nobel Peace Prize


Very Un-American of me I know


My recent boyfriend in conclusion of all my many faults said 
"I hope your next partner enjoys your mean personality because I certainly didn't."


That is when I knew that it was not about me.  That from somewhere in his past he was projecting behaviour from someone else on me.  It was such a release.


I thought about writing a Rap song


"I'm so mean 
I'm so vicious
I never do the dishes"


Seriously we would lie in bed post coitus and he would mumble "Did you do the dishes" I would happily say "Nope", and he would do this little groan as if to say "what am I going to do with you"   My stance was always - My House My rules, I cook you do the dishes or I'll do them when I feel like it which may not always be on your schedule. 
I am going to do a whole other blog about doing dishes - 
When I figure out how to add a link I  will post it here.....


Anyway instead of the rap song
I took a look at my life and who I am 
or who I believe myself to be and came up with the lines for the song above.


My kindness comes initially from my mothers mother who I called Nana.
My favorite person on or off the planet.
Also my mother - The three of us were like peas in a pod.....


Nana would 
give you the tea from her cup if you were thirsty
the shawl off her back if you were cold
(Ohh I am getting the feel for a song here..... I am going to call them "song snippet's")
I am looking at a picture of her right now.  
She had this magic sideboard (not sure what you call them here in the States) 
and she would have purses and jars and hiding places for money and she would always give a gift to whoever came calling.
She would always say to me and my Mom "Get yourself a 5 pound skirt. 
This was back in the days that England was pre-decimalization and we counted in 12's 
12 pennies in a shilling 12 shillings to a pound (song snippet)


Giving and being kind does not have to cost much.  It is more about being thoughtful.
When I get up to get a glass of water asking if someone  else would like one too.
If someone drops something I help pick it u.
There is an ad on TV for an insurance company that shows people noticing someone being kind and then passing it on.  Imagine if Life was like that.  Actually it can be.