Dog biscuits, focaccia bread, the IRS, and kindness!
It’s been the kind of week where all kinds of kind things kind of happen! I have always been a kind person. I’ve had my moments when that was not the case, but at my core, I am kind. This week was good timing because some of the freedoms I am enjoying from thought awareness, and atrophy of thoughts and consequences I no longer entertain, have found an outlet of gratitude, releasing back harmonious energy to be used in kind!
Four legged friends will find you when you load your coat pockets with dog biscuits, and head out for the day. It’s nice when I chat with the owner and get permission, or sneak one in a partially opened car window in a parking lot, and telling my friend it’s our secret. Doing service work for customers, gives me some good opportunities to offer kindness. I did not expect it to come back at me in the ways it did! My customer Mary, asked me to install a new set of shower doors. She considered it a huge favor because I don’t typically install them, I considered it a job I could professionally do, and charged her modestly. Couple of weeks later, I stop over her house for an errand for my wife, and Mary gives me a home made cheesecake, and says thanks for doing such a nice job for us! Then my friend Peter comes over for a business meeting. He brought me a bottle of wine, I in turn, made some venison burgers. Next day I stop by my customer Lou’s place. He is a master baker, and had me come look at some heaters he was having issues with. I did not charge him for the visit because more work was to be scheduled for repairs. Its about 6 pm and he offers me coffee, so we chat and have a fun conversation about crazy things we did as kids, anyway, he scoots out for a minute and goes over to his wood fired brick oven (which he hand built with incredible craftsmanship himself), and comes in with a tray of piping hot focaccia breads, topped with mozzarella, dried tomatoes olives and basil, crazy thick chewy goodness, and gives me one to take home. Very kind! Tonight my daughter Paula was cleaning the room where I pet sat for her cat a couple of days while she was out of town, and it was a nice exchange. But I especially loved the IRS phone call. For various reasons about every year I get the privilege of having to call the IRS to straighten out some mater or another. I recall last year the agent I spoke with was a lovely woman from Mississippi, who kept saying in a great southern drawl, “Yes honey, I understand” and we set up a payment that served both them and me, it went quite well. This time around a different story. On hold time from dial to conversation 55 minutes. So now that I know how to use down time to my advantage, out come the flash cards, I’m reading my DMP, got the Og read in, lesson 16, review 15, flash cards again, then the agent is on the line, this time straight question, I answer, silence, straight question, I answer, silence. I try some kindness, “how are you today?” silence, straight question, identity confirmed, “Mr. Vitolo, what is the reason for your call”. Reply, “I have a letter that says I need to call and set up to continue payments for the new year, and I wish to continue these payments, as it is something I can work with, and you are getting paid. He then said “You know Mr Vitolo we have the power to deny your request based on our discretionary blah blah blah…….” And I immediately smiled and started to send over waves and waves of love, gratitude, kindness from the Master Mind Alliance unleashed! as he kept on with “your quarterly payments should blah, blah….” I’m singing in my head a little I love you jingle, waves are crashing on this guy, then silence. Long enough that you want to say are you still there?, and then he says, so OK, we will then continue the payments as you have been making them, and you will get notice in the mail. I said, thank you! Have a really nice day!, and he grumbled, have a nice day. The Master Mind Alliance totally denied him any power over me at that moment, and for that I am truly grateful! Peace.