Giving

From my last posting I talked about being complacent and the struggle I have with "living on purpose".  I love that quote.  I decided to do something about it so I signed up to volunteer. 

Yesterday I volunteered to help feed the homeless.  My task was to pour water into their glasses while they are dining.  The night before I was out with my girlfriends til wee hours of drinking and lounging.  I wasn't ready to get up but I had to fulfill my commitment.  I'm not going to lie to see a lot of men especially black men from young to old standing in line to be fed says about the economic disparity in this country.  They are the majority in this group I saw and it's hard not to hold compassion for the poor.  I can't say I walked away feeling good about helping because I felt it's not enough to make a difference.  I commend everyone who donates their time and money for the less fortunate and highly commend for those who works there on a regular basis because they enjoy what they do. 

As I'm walking around serving water I noticed others sharing meals.  Some shared because they didn't like a certain dish and was willing to give it to someone who's still hungry.  These persons could easily waste their food and not care about others.  But the little they do have they were willing to share.  I thought my contribution was a small price to give but I realized that goodness spreads weather big or small.   Little things have the greater impact and I've witnessed it that day.  Goodness spreads and it helped brought my giving into perspective that every little thing counts.  It all adds to the greater good of ourselves, humanity, and just the deed of goodness itself.

Where have I been...

Sorry it's been a long while since I last blogged.  I have to say nothing has changed much since my last posting.  I've been in a funk I suppose or just been lazy about blogging and thinking about my emotions.  I do miss it tho.  I actually went back and read some of my old postings and it really helped me get back to myself again because I remember those moments when I was writing and recalling those experiences.  I guess lately I've just been complacent on where I'm at.  I hate feeling restless when I'm bored.  I know I can make time to be busy but I want to enjoy whatever it is that will keep me busy instead of being busy for the sake of it, it that makes sense.

I guess I'm bored now and not knowing what to blog about.  Oh yes being complacent.  I hate it.  I never want to be in that state.  I'm always yearning for something more but yet not really passionate about doing it.  I love the quote "live on purpose".  That sums it up and yet as much as I yearn for it I'm not doing anything about it.  The state of just being is not enough for me.  I'm guilty of being lazy.  I need to be inspired though.  I need to feel good about what I'm doing or who I'm helping.  I want to be part of a greater plan on impacting someone or something just so I know my contribution has been made.  I guess work comes in handy which does satisfy me from an 8-5 sense but for my personal contribution I want to do and be more.  For starters I am acknowledging my weakness and recognizing my desires and with that results in my actions which is to finish this blog and get back to the swing of things. 

This is a start. I've been contemplating this for a while so with that I'll get back to what I enjoy doing and discovering for myself.