What forms your reality?

Does your reality emerge from today's arrangement of the pixels on your device? In other words, do you see the world and its inhabitants through the filters created by the news and media you participate in?

I'm not saying we should ignore troubles in the rest of the world, or outside our domain. But walking around depressed that the world's going to hell in a handcart isn't useful either.

It's important to remember that your life is here, now. How present are you to the wonderful things, no matter how tiny, in your life? Let them also influence your mood and outlook.

Be A Model (Or Just Act Like One)

Every time we go outside or interact with people, we are teaching them how to communicate, both by creating norms—how others are doing it—and by demonstrating what works (or doesn’t). 

We are ambassadors; leaders in the quest for gracious, efficient communication. Even those who don’t normally think of ourselves as leaders need to recognize our influence on the world around us. So think twice before you cut someone off in traffic or conversation, cross the street against a light, or speak with someone in public service. You're not only affecting that person, you're teaching everyone around you. Be a model. Or... just act like one.

Walking & Joy

One of the benefits of walking the same route daily for years is observing a stroke survivor heal. I’ve seen it a few times now: shuffling at first, and with substantial support; progression to a walker, a cane and finally unassisted walking. Watching a stranger doggedly heal themselves inspires me. (And reminds me to appreciate good health.)

Halfway through today's walk, I realised that the man walking toward me was one of those people. I had seen him, day after day and month after month, drag his damaged body around the neighborhood in a slow but determined campaign for mobility. I haven't seen him for ages, but he is apparently quite healthy. As he strides toward me, he smiles and raises his hat, perhaps in thanks for all my supportive smiles over the years.

We've spoken only twice, but I feel as much joy for him as if he were my friend. Which I think he is.