My Instinct to Guard My Possessions versus Allowing Myself to Genuinely Engage with Others is Trying to Get the Better of Me.
I recently ventured from home and into town to retrieve some
steaks for dinner. My instinct to guard my possessions versus allowing myself
to genuinely engage with another person is trying to get the better of me. I
found myself having a renewed experience of what it is like to be treated with
genuine kindness and respect and how this ultimately turned into positive
feelings within me. I had to surrender to the experience; it was not without
its struggles. Sounds silly doesn't it? It did to me too.
Because I work with children and youth and advocate for positive
relationships between people, I work at building attachments I cannot help but
make connections between my adult experiences and who I want to be as a helper
to these kids. We never truly have things all figured out, it's always a work
in progress. Always.
I drove up to a local garage to get air for a tire on my
SUV. I did not have an appointment and had not previously spoken to anyone at
the garage. They did not know I was coming on this day, nor did I frankly
because I thought I had solved the problem of the "check tire" light
a week ago. Apparently this was not the case; today I think there is a slow
leak and now it is feeling odd when I steer, something is wrong. This did not
happen last time and my thought process immediately brings me down the path of
- I can't give up my car to get fixed! I don't have time for this! I push these
thoughts away and temporarily plan to fill the tire with air again. It worked
last time so I'll do it again and I'll be fine for now I tell myself
believingly. But, I secretly know that I should not do this, more than likely
the tire will go completely flat when I am ready to leave work at 12am and
forty-five minutes from home! I know this yet I want to fill the tire with air
anyways and carry on with my day. I'll get it checked another day.
As I proceed up to the air pump at the garage I speak with
one of the mechanics standing out front I ask him for a tire gauge (this is
what I did last time) I tell him what I think my problem is, that I have a slow
leak. This gentleman is an older man, older than the teen I interacted with a
week ago who quite distractedly filled my tire with air and carried on with
checking out the antique car that had just pulled in.
He did what I asked him to and nothing more. I was
satisfied with that.
On this particular day though the mechanic I spoke to says
to me "Do you have something to do right now?" I say "Yes, I am
going to get some steaks down the block". He tells me "Go get your steaks and by
the time you come back we'll have checked if there was a leak or not". Oh.
I had not planned on that. Really? Is it that simple to get it fixed? I start
to wonder (in the 1/2 second I have until the face to face communication starts
to get awkward because I am obviously hesitating), do I just leave my vehicle
with this man? My son's laptop is in there and this is my not so cheap SUV. Do
I just leave it here and walk down a couple of blocks and get my steaks?
Reluctantly I reply "OK, I'll be back". I am making
a split second decision to have faith that I will get my car and everything in
it back just fine. This man is genuinely trying to help me because he wants to
and because he can. He's just being kind I tell myself unconvincingly.
I venture down the block and spot two people I know and
decide to go over and chat. Of course I mention my story and seek reassurance
from them, my car is OK there, right? They reassure me that I have not been
gone from town that long (meaning if I wasn't from town the car wouldn't be
fine?!) and proceed to the butchery to make my steak purchase.
I do not know why I am thinking my vehicle and/or something
in it is going to be stolen. My pessimistic thoughts start to diminish but they
do not leave me entirely. My instinct to guard my possessions versus allowing
myself to genuinely engage with others is trying to get the better of me. Is
this what happens to us as we age? As we gain more understanding of the crazy
world we live in and all the 'bad' things that happen? Can someone not make a
nice gesture to help another person not be seen for what it is rather than a
potential crime in progress? Stop being silly I tell myself. This is so much
more about me than it is about anyone else.
I choose my steaks and the butchery owner starts chatting
with me. He had spotted my boys at a local Motorsport venue a couple of weeks
ago, he wonders if they want to take up the sport and he tries to sell me a
motorbike. I smile and chat with him but all things considered all I want to do
is leave. I have to get back to my car. This internal struggle of 'its fine'
versus 'did I just hand over my car to be stolen' is nagging at me.
The simplicity of basic, primal human connection; trust,
respect, kindness is very, very powerful. I know this intuitively and I
practice this in all the work I do with kids but here I am being tripped up. I
wonder why it is so hard in today's world. Have we lost a big piece of human
relationships and how to connect with one another genuinely to wayward fears that
the local garage repair shop is going to risk stealing my possessions? Are we
(and alternatively am I) so broken in my life experiences that I cannot
recognize genuine kindness? Whoa. This could be a big problem. This kind of
thinking can, will and does leave our children and youth vulnerable and at
risk.
We never have things entirely figured out. We must strive towards
a life lived and "being comfortable being uncomfortable".
I return to my vehicle at the garage. They are finishing
putting the bolts back on and confirm there was a hole in the tire. They have
repaired it. Fearfully, I ask how much it is going to cost. Having absolutely
no idea and thinking because of the quick on the spot service they will charge
me $80.00 or something ridiculous. Yes we have all experienced situations like
this! He pauses and thinks, "Um $18.00 please". Wow! $18.00 maybe
this is all legit I think. My doubt is starting to sway more at this point. I
proceed to pay and once again return outside. There is a fancy gadget
underneath my vehicle and I am told the tire now has to be torqued. OK, maybe I
will run over to the coffee shop and grab a tea. The mechanic reaches into his
pocket and hands me a toonie ($2.00 coin in Canada) and asks for a medium
"double double". Is this really happening?
I start the chuckle to myself for the foolishness of ever
doubting that my experience today in getting air for my tire is anything less
than kindness and respect for mankind. This whole thing was just silly. At this point I tossed my steaks on the front passenger seat of my vehicle knowing they would be safe there until I returned!
My story doesn't end here.
My faith is restored in the kindness
of others as I am standing in line at the coffee shop to order our drinks. The man in front of me is
ordering a wonderful lunch for his lunch date sitting at a nearby table. I
observe the lunch date to be physically struggling with some kind of hand
tremor. He looks old and frail, but not due to age more like life
circumstances. Whatever he was struggling with he sure had a good friend
treating him to a wholesome lunch and the "biggest hot chocolate" he
could get. The look on the man's face when he got his lunch was priceless. It
warmed my heart immensely.
The woman behind the counter looks and apologizes to me for
taking a long time to help me with my order. What she doesn't know is that at
this point for me, it just doesn't matter anymore. My faith in humanity has been restored, take all the time you need! It is not about me and needing to get anywhere, it's not about me worrying about my SUV or my son's laptop, I'm not worried at all anymore. This is small town down to earth goodness.
Always embrace openness towards others in your life.
Challenge yourself to see the good in others before you see the bad. Life is
too short. I am thankful for my experience and the new things I continue to
learn about myself that can quickly get the better of any one of us at
any time. Today was one of the most enriching day of my life, all thirty
minutes of it.
#BoysNeedtoFeel