Sharing creates momentum. When there’s an appreciation and awe that it is who you are together (friendly, warm, grateful) rather than what or where you are (friends, doctor-patient, mover-owner), goodness grows. I happen to know that my homemade banana bread orchestrated the movers to pack and crate my few possessions within 5 hours rather than 18. (And to think, those puny little nubs, saved from the trash can, now are revered with medicinal mumbo jumbo!).
Sharing infuses us with life. I’ve written a lot of honoring myself when savoring things solo (ME MEALS, traveling…), yet I also know that I feel most alive when I feel as if I matter. That without me, the movers would not have tasted the best banana bread of August 26th, 2009.
It’s not about things, what we get when we share. “Dr., if I follow you, goodness goes with it.” A highlight of my professional week, on the same day as a friend who said that she could always trust my recommendations for reading. Then a person said that they thought of me as a “maven” (read the Tipping Point)…and something clicked with me: In this season, I bask in being a sharer. I am single, professional, and can contribute a lot. Working with kids, often adults want to measure others as “good” sharers and “poor” sharers. I tend to look at it as enhanced given a certain context.
What context do you require to share your strengths?