Bryant and the Chicken Lady

I love my neighborhood.

I feel safe walking at night.

I went up to the local drugstore,

open 24 hours,

and saw Bryant again,

a man on the street

I met around Thanksgiving.

He said, “I remember you!

You gave me a whole cooked chicken!

Man, that was good!”

I said, “I know,

I got one for me too.”

He was chilled and shivering,

nose was running,

but smiling

with his kind eyes.

I asked if he needed anything,

He said, “No, I’m fine.”

I asked “Are you sure?”

He said,

“Yeah, I’m great no worries.”

I asked if he’d be in the parking lot when I came out.

He said ‘Yes.’

I got some cash when I checked out

and went out to give it to him.

I laughed out loud when I saw

a line,

a little line of people,

waiting,

to give Bryant money.

Ha!

And we were all waiting,

because when someone helps Bryant,

Bryant wants to take the time

to make each one of us

feel appreciated.

Then a man comes out of the market.

He told us we were idiots!

He said,

“This guy is just cleaning up!”

“Get a job!” he yelled at Bryant.

I was last in line,

nearest to the grouch,

and he said to me as he walked off,

“You know he’s taking all of you, don’t you?”

And I said, “No.

He’s giving to all of us.

We’re all just running one more errand in a day

and Bryant gives us the chance

to feel like we’re giving something

that means something

to someone.

He remembers each one of us,

He gives us his kindness,

and

best of all,

he makes each one of us

feel appreciated.

When have you bought so much

for a couple of bucks?”

I’d like to say I reached this cranky man,

and he joined us in line, 

But that didn’t happen.

I did however,

get a little round of applause,

from we who found it worth the wait

and the spare change,

to feel we gave something meaningful,

to be remembered,

to receive such kindness

from our neighbor temporarily without a home,

and best of all,

to feel

our presence mattered today.

Thank you, Bryant.

If

you

ask

me,

you’re not charging enough!

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Today I was blessed to meet my neighbor-without-a-home, Bryant, and give him a whole cooked chicken and three Christmas cookies. (I ate the other three.) They say money can’t buy happiness, but a few dollars bought me SO MUCH HAPPY!!! : )

Tonight The Voice asked:

What Light do you want to Shine on the world?

I don’t mean information.

What does this Light look like?

What Feelings Awaken, in you, and in all who Experience this Light?

Does this LIght make you terribly Happy?

Does it make your Eyes Shine?

Does this Light Elevate those around You?

When is the last time you Jumped for Joy?

Is this Light your Magic Play, in your own Way?

Always ask and never answer.

To answer is to close the door

on the Beauty of your Child’s Wonder.

Never replace WONDER with explanation, justification, serious grown-up hiding places.

Be Pure, Innocent, Natural, without Guile

LOVE!

Be Open and share your Blessings.

Remember how that made you feel.

Be as a little child

As your Great Teacher commanded.

Never know.

Always Wonder!

It is in Wonder,

That this Light Will Shine Through

And you will be You.

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