Being of Service


“Everybody can be great…because anybody can serve. You don’t have to have a college degree to serve. You don’t have to make your subject and verb agree to serve. You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love.”
Martin Luther King jr

I watch so many of us wrestling with ourselves, exhausted, brittle, we become hopeless and mired in our own story. I have found that one of the greatest sources of emancipation from my own drama is to be of service to others, whether it be in my various practices, or on the street, or working with NGO’s, being of service in the world gives us a source of Great Meaning. Try it and see how you are without your own story for a while, what it feels like to be of service and the impact it can have on your home, work or community environment.

An invitation to a brief period of reflection.

1: Take a quiet period of meditation to ask yourself about service. Sit and be silent for some time. When you are ready, pose the following questions inwardly to yourself. Pause after each one, allowing a response from a place of compassion and wisdom.
2: imagine yourself five years from now, as you would most like to be, having done all the things you want to have done.
3: what is your greatest source of happiness?
4: what is the thing you have done of which you are most proud?
5: what is the contribution you have made to the world that brings you the greatest satisfaction? If it does not come easily, take some time…
6:to make this contribution to the world, what unworthiness would you have to relinquish?
7: to make this contribution to the world, what strengths and capacities would you have to reconize in yourself and others?
8: what would you have to do in your life today to begin this service, this contribution?

If you need ideas about how to get involved, check out the Be Kind tab above.

Keep truckin’

About the author

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Jamie Elkon http://shrinkrap.co.za/

The author can be found rummaging through life looking for nourishment in the early hours of the morning. He is slowly going sane by using his actual life and relationships to wake up.He lives in Cape Town with his teenaged daughter, two bassett hounds named Thelma and Louise and Digit... the cat. He hugs trees, has experienced numerous dark nights of the soul, collects incorrect Chinese packaging and tracks curious things to their lair.

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