Time flies. We're on the 8th month of this pandemic since the outbreak in the Philippines. And truth be told, all storms will pass.
Was doing my scheduled "walk/jog" earlier, along the lush sidewalks of Daang Hari - Reyna in the south, it came rushing in me, as a part of meditative walk 'yung nakaraang mga buwan, mga araw na lumipas - mga interaksiyon ko sa iba't ibang tao - sa trabaho man or sa mga nakasalamuha ko as simple as the security guard/s manning the entrances of groceries or malls; mga simpleng convo with the cashiers, yung mga nagdedeliver ng tubig, and mostly - workmates at different levels, my weekly meetings with high school friends; not to mention, my own family.
I was weighing in... did i display a caring and civil act toward these people? May it be close at heart or simply.. people who are acquaintances, friends or even strangers I talked to over the phone/face to face mingling with them who are needing my help or intervention and vice versa - me asking for their help or in anyway checking-up on ém.
How was it? I asked myself...
Welp... i had my versions of bad days and good days. I couldn't quantify and present a data, it's more of a personal judgment - more of my conscience speaking... telling me that yeah - mostly were positive impact, and yet there were those instances where regrets and guilt would come haunting me before the i enter slumber because i felt, i've done something wrong to some, due to circumstances pushing my buttons to go awry.
The pandemic is far from over.
Each of us had their fair share of ups and downs. Some in the verge of giving up, some had the lux of happiness and satisfaction - whichever course the experience of this pandemic threw or still throwing at us... there is one glaring factor that will forever be imprinted to the hearts and minds of those whom we have interacted --- 'yung paano natin sila trinato sa panahon ng pandemya.
No, this isn't defense mechanism.
Maybe some would think i'm doing a cleansing act... or i'm trying to put someone in an implied spotlight out of wrongdoings... but in all honesty - nothing of those two matter. What matters really is my core being speaking sincerely how did i behave to others? I have it underscored because in the end, it will all boil down to how i made them feel. Was i an asshole or was i an altruistic human being ready to extend hands? Or share something - could be material things or the ever-precious "time"?
A lot of other conscience-striking questions coming non-stop in the back of my head, while walking. Creating in me the conviction to strive to do better. And be kind as much as possible, whenever possible.
Yes, kindness is an art, it will never be lost. Because humankind, as long as there is something to endure upon, that hope for better days will always there to linger.
-billymac
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