The smiles
It is a cool, fall morning here in Wheeling, WV – just cool enough for the air to tickle one’s skin causing it into spread into smiles throughout my body. I arrive at the gym at the same time as F and J. They also have wide smiles as does the woman at the desk. J remarks how much she likes and appreciate the cheerful hello of this woman.
In the locker room I see a man I had not seen for some time – a man I used to see often at the gym we both visited until it closed down some months ago. We share smiles and hugs. Later I see others and collect yet more smiles. As I return to the locker room I see a man I have never met, but with whom I frequently share a smile. He has a tall, clearly rooted, runners body held proudly erect but not as if he is standing over one. From his strong center his body smiles all the way to his lips.
I have now collected nearly a dozen smiles while I incidentially tended to the physical workout which I am grateful to be able to do.
I play the smile forward as I stop at the post office before arriving home. Soon I will share the supply of smiles with all I see today in the office and at the green grocers. The smile will even get transmitted to those I am touching via voice, email or text.
One might wonder just how many smiles one must collect to keep from getting sucked into the abyss of hopelessness. Today I seem to have an ample supply but will collect more throughout the day just in case!
Just smiles and yet ….
Written November 18, 2017
It is a cool, fall morning here in Wheeling, WV – just cool enough for the air to tickle one’s skin causing it into spread into smiles throughout my body. I arrive at the gym at the same time as F and J. They also have wide smiles as does the woman at the desk. J remarks how much she likes and appreciate the cheerful hello of this woman.
In the locker room I see a man I had not seen for some time – a man I used to see often at the gym we both visited until it closed down some months ago. We share smiles and hugs. Later I see others and collect yet more smiles. As I return to the locker room I see a man I have never met, but with whom I frequently share a smile. He has a tall, clearly rooted, runners body held proudly erect but not as if he is standing over one. From his strong center his body smiles all the way to his lips.
I have now collected nearly a dozen smiles while I incidentially tended to the physical workout which I am grateful to be able to do.
I play the smile forward as I stop at the post office before arriving home. Soon I will share the supply of smiles with all I see today in the office and at the green grocers. The smile will even get transmitted to those I am touching via voice, email or text.
One might wonder just how many smiles one must collect to keep from getting sucked into the abyss of hopelessness. Today I seem to have an ample supply but will collect more throughout the day just in case!
Just smiles and yet ….
Written November 18, 2017
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