Wednesday, November 15th, 2023
Downtown Yonge, Toronto
I love the lines of Shakespeare that made me think a little bit more about Diwali, the light festival of optimism. Here it is from William Shakespeare, “How far that little candle throws its beams. So shines a good deed in a weary world.”
I had to ponder on what kind deed did I execute today? Well, here goes. I had to dredge memory, but could only come up with something miniscule compared to the heroic deeds of others. It was on my night walk when the sidewalk got tight and with a municipal tree before me, either the oncoming pedestrian or I would have to stop and let the other bypass. I considered timing-wise, we would meet at the same place at the same time. I decided to rush it, get beyond the tree, and the other guy was free to move. It worked. Neither of us had to be inconvenienced.
A small deed, but a deed.
Another example: At one intersection, a vehicle stopped to let me cross while the motorist saw that I would wait and let him go. I waved my arm as if to say, “You go ahead,” but the driver stood his ground, insisting I go. We both froze in movement trying to “out-nice” each other. I surrendered and crossed. Although the downtown was running on its usual mode of passion, some neighborliness pervaded.
These insignificant deeds or gestures do give a feeling of impacting and stirring up our patience and sensitivities.
Those were my itsy-bitsy moments of light throwing for today.
MAY THE SOURCE BE WITH YOU!