The news lately has been far from good. It seems like I start every morning by standing in the shower feeling helpless. The steady stream watering my sadness and masking my tears. I wipe the fog off the mirror to find my plain, makeup-free face staring back at me. My reflection begs for, demands, an answer.
I don’t know the cure. But maybe, just maybe, with enough band-aids the world can heal. Every day, we should load our pockets, our purses, with band-aids. Smiles, kind words, compliments. Positivity, optimism, generosity. To let the sadness and injustice fuel our personal goodness. To let those flames that burn and ravage ignite the change.
“Be the change you wish to see in the world.”
Find the broken and hurting and hand out a band-aid. Consider it a peace offering, a white flag of friendliness and compassion. I know one “band-aid” won’t cure the evil. But it may stop the pain for a minute. The gesture may give a moment of warmth. And what could a hundred of these band-aids do? A thousand? Even more?
I think they can heal. I believe enough band-aids could provide warmth where there was cold. Provide safety where there was vulnerability. Provide softness where here was rigidity. Provide humanity where there was none.
It starts with one. It starts with you.
I typically try to keep things completely positive on here. I do believe (I have to believe) that while there is plenty of darkness, it’s also important to remember the light– and to really see that light.
Splendid had sent over an idea for a collaboration and I loved the #spreadsoftness campaign. In fact, since the email popped into my inbox, I’ve been repeating the hashtag in my head like a personal mantra.
When I scrolled through Twitter in the back of a taxi cab and saw a breaking news tweet that made my stomach drop and tears well up in my eyes? I decided to spread softness and tip the driver an extra $20.
When I was listening to the news on the radio in the drive-through of the Starbucks and was so angry at what I was hearing? I decided to spread softness and pay for the coffees of the car behind me.
Even without seeing or hearing something terrible, I’ve brought it to the front of my mind to really dole out niceness and positivity, to spread softness. It’s a win/win as far as I’m concerned: I am reminded that there is still room for good in the world and hopefully someone else, even for a minute, is reminded that there is good in the world.
Splendid is also hosting a #spreadsoftness giveaway, more details here:
Thank you Splendid for sponsoring this post.