This week has really solidified my belief in Karma. These may seem like little things, but sometimes little things are all it takes.
The other day I went bar hopping with some friends for a birthday. At one of the bars, they had a $10 credit card minimum. I only wanted one drink, because I had to drive later, so I asked the girl next to me what she was drinking and told the bartender to put it on my card. She was really surprised at the gesture and told me she would give it to her friend for her birthday. I told her to wish her a happy birthday from me. The total came to about $13.00.
The next day I went on a small grocery trip for a few essential things. My card wasn’t working in the scanner, so the woman next to me pulled out some cash and paid for my groceries. The total was about $13.00.
Later in the week, I was going in to work and I noticed a cart from the next store over in our parking lot. At first I thought “I’m not taking that all the way back there. I didn’t leave it in the first place.” But then I remembered Karma, and thinking “energy in, energy out,” I returned the cart to where it belonged. It was a small gesture, but I knew it would make somebody’s job a little easier.
That night, a woman was trying to use a coupon, but she needed to add another dollar to her order to make the coupon valid. I told her she could get some candy. She said “what’s your favorite?” I told her “I would go for the Mint Musketeers, if you like mint chocolate. I haven’t seen those anywhere else but here.” She put them on the counter and told me to leave them out of the bag. She paid and started to leave without them, and I said “Wait, your candy!” She said “oh, that’s yours now. And here,” she handed me the receipt, “take this so they don’t think you stole it.” It was a small gesture, but the minty goodness sure made my job feel a little easier.
No matter what you do, make it positive. Release positive energy into the universe. The energy you give is the energy you recieve.
It all matters. That someone turns out the lamp, picks up the windblown wrapper, says hello to the invalid, pays at the unattended lot, listens to the repeated tale, folds the abandoned laundry, plays the game fairly, tells the story honestly, acknowledges help, gives credit, says good night, resists temptation, wipes the counter, waits at the yellow, makes the bed, tips the maid, remembers the illness, congratulates the victor, accepts the consequences, takes a stand, steps up, offers a hand, goes first, goes last, chooses the small portion, teaches the child, tends to the dying, comforts the grieving, removes the splinter, wipes the tear, directs the lost, touches the lonely, is the whole thing. What is most beautiful is least acknowledged. What is worth dying for is barely noticed.