On unexpected kindness, and a cup of coffee that changed my day

I want to tell you about how a moment of unexpected kindness surprised me in the best possible way.  


I was feeling anxious and distracted trying to find the new dance studio where I had just signed up to take a class.  Coupled with a morning that involved waking up at 3am and being unable to fall back asleep, I was less than pumped, despite the fact that an 8am class sounded like a great idea when I signed up for it the previous night.

I found a parking space easily (score!) and decided to grab a cup of coffee across the street since I was early.  I stumbled into the shop in a sleepy daze and was greeted by the biggest megawatt smile and a warm "how are you?"

I was so surprised, I stumbled a bit before returning a hello and asking for a cup of coffee.  I asked him about his day and he said it was off to a good start since his coffee was already kicking in and I smiled.

As he handed me a small cup, I felt a warm glow and felt like someone had turned a lightbulb in my heart.  I stopped worrying about the dance class my lack of sleep, and felt warm, grateful, and well, happy.

I realize it might sound terribly ordinary, but that encounter with the cashier transformed my morning.  I can still feel a warm glow thinking about his kindness and the warmth I felt at really being seen and welcomed by another human being.

It made me wonder about the opportunity that each one of us has to change a person's day.

Kindness is always available to you.  No matter where you are, who you are with, or what you might be feeling, you have the power to improve another person's life, simply by connecting with genuine warmth and care.

May I never forget the value of kindness (even before I have my first cup of coffee) ;)


Finding the Courage to Show Up Imperfectly

I was selling jam at the farmers market on Saturday shift, when Jeff, my neighbor, told me we’d be getting some live music.  I nodded,  went back to obsessively rearranging jars of jam, and quickly forgot our conversation until I heard a verse or two of Green Day.  I remember thinking “not the best singer” and immersed myself back into a happy stream of market goers (and rearranging jars for the 15th time).


About an hour later, I looked back and saw that the musician was actually a kid who seemed about 10 years old. He wasn’t the best singer I’ve heard, although he was getting into his groove at that point.  He didn’t even get an applause or have an audience, although I started clapping and cheering him on after I noticed him.  Still, he made a lasting impression on me.

That 10 year old inspired me to ACT.  To start. To stop waiting for perfection or until I (think I) know what I’m doing as a blogger or a coach to start writing and showing up for myself and what I want to cultivate.

I’m curious if there’s a place in your life where you secretly wish you could show up for yourself.  To play the music you so desperately want to put out in the world.

Who would you be if you showed up for yourself imperfectly? If you went out there with your guitar (or your paintbrush, or your laptop, or your voice) and played your heart out? You might just inspire someone like that 10-year-old at the market. You might even amaze yourself.

Let me know if there’s something you would like to show up for in the comments.  I would be delighted to cheer you on!