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Oh dear, I broke my toe this week…  I didn’t even know it happened!  You know how sometimes, you just bang your foot against a door or piece of furniture?  You make the necessary motions to acknowledge the pain.  I’m  laughing thinking about this.  It happened on Monday morning.  I was so focused on all that I needed to accomplish that week, I didn’t even flinch really.  I just kept right on going.  Of course wearing the wrong shoes and then going in and out of the subway about 50 times.  You see where I’m going with this right… Denial.

So, when I finally made it home, and took off my shoe, I saw the most pitiful sight.  My poor toe was purple, swollen, and looking slightly out of joint.  The only thought that came into my head was… how am I going to make it through all of my appointments with this swollen, non functioning toe?  I gave her NO down time…

I Googled “broken toe”.  I know you are laughing right now.  Seriously, I think Google is the high priestess of the everyday situation.  Since I was clearly not going to the doctor, Google would have to suffice.  This is when the interesting thing happened.  I discovered the “buddy toe”.  It makes me laugh just thinking about it.  When your toe is broken, you tape it to the toe next to it, “the buddy”, to provide stability until the healing process can finish.   So, I taped the broken toe to its buddy and continued on with my week.  The ship kept sailing, so to speak.

The buddy toe got me thinking about how some of us are wounded in life and keep going.  There is no time to stop.  We have to be the functioning wounded.   We don’t even acknowledge our wounds, for fear they will keep us from participating in life.  It can be draining to carry these wounds in and out of our days.  What if we were to “tape” ourselves to a “buddy” while this wound is healing?  I am thinking of someone in your life who is functioning and capable of being strong for both of you.  You infuse yourself with the strength and energy of the other until you are able to go on your own,  just like the buddy toe.

Think about it… give yourself the gift of the “buddy toe” when you need it and share your “strong toe” with another when you are able.  The healing process will strengthen you both… ♥

Tonight I went to dinner and a movie with a friend.  We miscalculated the time of the movie and were running late.  When we opened the door to the theater, it was mostly full and the movie was in session.  This is a disaster for me, as it takes my eyes a while to adjust.  It was also a 3D movie, so I’m trying to quietly unwrap those damn glasses, shut my phone off and take off my coat before we went looking for a seat.  As my eyes began to adjust, I could see there were some seats available around the theater.  So, quietly we made our way to a cluster of empty seats in a row close to the back.

I’m apologizing to everyone and trying to make myself small, with all my gear, to squeeze past the  people already seated.  I just wanted to sit and be silent as quickly as possible.  That’s when the crazy happened…  The man sitting next to the empty seats told us those seats were “saved” for his friends.  Mind you, the movie has already started.  So, I begin to climb back over the people I just climbed over to find other seats.  I hear some words behind me and turn around to see my friend has scolded the man and the seats are now magically, “not saved”!  We sit, the movie continues, and those friends the seats were saved for never materialize…

My first thought about this is anger.  Some people are so greedy and selfish.  Now that I’m home I’m thinking, “we have to make room for our fellow brothers and sisters of the world”.  There is always “room” for one more.  One more at your table, in your car, at your church, your club, you name it.  We have to remember there is enough to go around if we open our hearts to make room for others.  ♥

I was riding in a taxi the other morning, before the rush hour.  I decided to get an early start on my day so I could get my coffee time in before the craziness ensued.  I entered a cab in downtown Manhattan, near canal street.  (you know, where they sell the great knock off handbags!)  I was headed to midtown, where my first client is located.  I was in a grumpy mood.  I don’t know how I manage to wake up grumpy, but this was my mental state.

The driver began talking to me and I thought, oh geez, do I really have to engage with this man.  I just want to sit in this cab and sulk in my grumpiness and arrive at my destination.  He was really so charming and he began to tell me funny stories about New York city drivers.  I drive in the city quite a bit, so I was able to appreciate and enjoy his stories.  He had me laughing by the end of the ride and smiling.  This is when something quite unexpected happened.  I was getting ready to pay and he turned to me and said, “this ride is free today”.  The fare for this ride was $15.  I have lived in New York for 17 years, not one time has any driver ever offered a free ride!

I was really moved by his gift.  He was a simple man.  He was just starting his day and I know how hard these drivers have to work to make their money for the day.  This man was rich in spirit, that’s why he was able to give so freely this gift.  He taught me a lesson that day.  He showed me how important it is to recognize your fellow-man and to offer them gifts, as if they were a part of your own family.  It’s a universal love we can show for each other.  It makes us rich.  ♥

How are you going to share gifts with your fellow man?  

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