Whether we realize it or not, choose to believe it or not, our presence adds to or subtracts from but rarely leaves unchanged the flow of life.
Being present by way of a kindness or a smile, a nod coupled with a split second of eye contact, our impact can stretch beyond the immediate moment of now into the fabric of the day itself, making the difference between someone feeling an outcast and believing he or she too is part of this world.
Pleading eyes, outstretched hands and makeshift begging bowls might disturb our morning walk to work with our coffees in hand, but our tut-tutting does little to alleviate the plight of these human beings – someone’s mother, father, brother, sister, son or daughter if we prefer alternative labels.
Reflections of such suffering abounds. Turning to poetry for a possible way forward, the words of Lord Byron seem appropriate: ” Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.”
Thanks for being present here today.