Tag Archives: generosity

When A Heart Truly Opens

I think of myself as a very generous soul, but have learned, it has to ring true. Giving out of guilt neither helps the giver nor receiver. Two examples: There’s a man I know from AA who I like very … Continue reading

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Fruitful Thoughts

Lately I’ve been adding a clementine to my morning oatmeal, tossing it in while it simmers on the stove. Which brings me to Whole Foods, trolling for one. Despite their mammoth fruit and produce department, none are in sight, until … Continue reading

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Best Stories of the Week…August 30th

A 10 year-old boy at school was celebrating his birthday allowed to invite two boys to join him for lunch. He chose his best friend and another kid his mom didn’t know. When she asked, who he was and why … Continue reading

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The Rich Are Different

When F. Scott Fitzgerald said…the rich are different from you and me, he wasn’t kidding, seeming to occupy a different planet than the rest of us. Who are the rest of us? We the people who live nicely though modestly, … Continue reading

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Best Story of the Week…Share Your Bananas

Late, en route to a job, my sugar suddenly drops causing me to feel faint. Stupidly skipping breakfast in my frenzy to leave realize, if I don’t eat something fast I’ll be in big trouble. I have no cash, no … Continue reading

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Friendship a Bloomin’

The Latino woman preceding me most days in the Starbuck’s line, along with the African American cook who works for a rich family on Fifth, have become fast friends. I’ve been watching it unfold, this funny friendship you’d never expect … Continue reading

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Pollyanna Snaps

I’m sitting in Starbucks at 5 A.M., when a young African American fella comes in with a filled up shopping cart.  He doesn’t look homeless, but it’s clear he’s been trash picking all night…bottles, bags, a pair of scuffed shoes … Continue reading

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A Bad Receiver

Why is receiving so hard for some? Why can’t one just muster a gracious thank you and move on? A person’s discomfort after I send a gift or note, brings up such a wound for me. The first time I … Continue reading

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Those Little Things

There’s a kid I see most mornings who sells newspapers outside by the subway.  He’s there early to meet the truck, the driver tossing them on the sidewalk like a bale of hay. He’ll come into Starbucks at 5 to … Continue reading

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Witnessing The Insane

It’s not uncommon to be on the New York subway in the company of a crazy person.  It’s free advertising after all, for their insanity. Some ask for money, some just babble and I’ll admit, from years of bearing witness, … Continue reading

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