Kind Souls

Oh my heart. How grateful I am to kind souls and kind hearts. The school run one morning bought me to tears. I was in awe. I was inspired. I was inexplicably grateful.

After experiencing, intermittently, almost a year of lockdown due to the Covid-19 pandemic, I witnessed a beautiful act of kindness that I will never forget. A lesson I learnt from my 5 year old daughter when I thought I would be the teacher in our relationship.

The morning school run is laced in meticulous scheduling and structure in order that everyone has a great start to the day. (See blog post on Toxicity). As I walked Bria to her school door, I could see that one of the little girls who is quite a shy child, was struggling that morning, leaving her mum and venturing up the steep staircase to class. It must have been so daunting having to come back to this routine after spending so much time at home, in a safe space with your mummy.

The poor little girl was very distressed and crying not wanting to go into class. My heart reached out to her, yet I didn’t say a word because my little Bria had said her goodbyes to me and skipped away cheerily as per usual.

As she skipped towards the school stairs, she noticed that her class mate was crying. Without batting an eyelid, without any form of hesitation, Bria took her by the hand and walked with her, up the stairs into the school.

I looked over at the mum clutching the pram who shot me a grateful look and a tilt of the head, as smiles are hidden due to our compulsory mask wearing policies.

I was frozen in my tracks. I was stuck there in that moment in time. I was in awe of my daughter, my 5 year old, my Bria, who embraced compassion without a second thought. No hesitation. Wow. Why aren’t we all like this?

Was it confidence, was it compassion, was it companionship? Where did she learn to be so loving? How did she instinctively know what to do in that moment, without any hesitation.

It bought a tear to my eye and as I turned around to take my commute back home to work, I wanted to savour that moment forever.

A single act of kindness throws out roots in all directions, and the roots spring up and make new trees.

Amelia Earhart

Have I managed to raise a child so loving and compassionate? Am I so lucky to have such a kind soul living with me? Nature vs Nurture. What was at play here?

If I have nurtured this kind soul I am forever grateful. I am blessed to know a few kind souls, the ones who, when you look in their eyes they make you feel at home. At ease. Safe. I know some kind souls that have eyes that look deep into your soul.

The eyes are the window to your soul.

William Shakespeare

I think this simple act of kindness impacted me more significantly due to the throes of the pandemic where we were forced to isolate and not have any contact with others. Here it appeared that, instinctively, humans need humans. Isolation is so unnatural. We are red blooded mammals who thrive in groups. Networks. Tribes.

What act of kindness will you do today? You could change someone’s world. ⭐️

  • #inspireyourtribe
  • #ownyourvibe
  • #doingitforme
  • #donotfitthebox
  • #dontdoitforthegram
  • #ownyourthoughts
  • #compassionandcourage

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Published by Kerrine Aujla

Conscientious, Compassionate, Courageous

5 thoughts on “Kind Souls

  1. Yes… nurturing plays it’s part in the child’s behaviour. Bria is certainly getting the grooming she deserves. I pray this compassion stays with her through her life. Somehow acts which small kids display with much ease seem to desert most of them as they grow.. It’s all about grooming..
    God bless you all🙏🙏

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  2. How beautiful Kerrine. Bria is divine and so are all children 💖

    You have got a huge lesson – learn from children, remain childlike and don’t try to burden them with your preconceived notions.

    Stay safe. Stay loved 🥰

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