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KARMA AT THE BOOKSTORE

I believe Karma is circle…I believe what the wise ones say is true…

If you think good thoughts, say nice things and do good things for others….

eventually good will find its way back to you.

 

But Karma has no timeline…we never know the date, the time…the day...when Karma will return….when it will come our way…

 

Take yesterday for instance, Karma had me stunned when a mother using a walker entered our bookstore…followed by her son.

 

They discussed a host of different books…at times it sounded like they fought…

but after each one found the book they wanted…they brought them to the counter to be bought.

 

The son was first to buy…at least…I’m pretty sure he was her son…

as he handed me cash with his shaky hands…he asked if I could make his change…in ones.

 

We are a little bookstore…since people pay with 20’s often our supply of ones runs low…so it isn’t very often we like to see them go.

 

But there was something in his manner his demeanor…a kind of honesty that made me think he needed those ones a little more than we.

 

So I handed him his change in ones… “Thank You…Thank You …he exclaimed…and when his mother bought her book…she asked for the same.

 

I didn’t ask why they needed them…didn’t think it was my place…

but I do know as they left the store…there was a smile on each face…

 

The next customer into the store was a woman…she bought a few books and here is where I was stunned…when she asked me if I'd mind…if she paid for them…with ones….

 

Yes, Karma is a mysterious thing…It often returns when we’re not looking for it…sometimes it comes back undetected…

but every now and then… 

it returns…

so much quicker than expected.

 

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CARMA

“I believe, in helping others…

I believe there should be kindness in everything you do…

for I believe…eventually

that kindness journeys back to you…”

 

I heard him say that so often…his words flowing so instinctively

that I can’t be sure of the exact moment they lodged in my memory.

 

When Dad would see another car or vehicle stranded by the road.

He’d stop to help and out of his mouth these words would soon explode:

 

“I believe, in helping others…

I believe there should be kindness in everything you do…

for I believe…eventually

that kindness journeys back to you…”

 

It didn’t matter where we were going…helping was absolute

Why I once saw him change a tire…in the rain… 

while wearing his Sunday suit!

 

When he got back in the car, his suit was filthy, there was mud all over his hands, 

“Not to worry he said with a laugh…I think God will understand.”

 

I asked him once why we had to stop…

no matter where we were going to…

He smiled, took my hand and said…

“Because one day…that could be you!”

 

“And it’s like I always say…” He said…

 

“I believe, in helping others…

I believe there should be kindness in everything you do…

for I believe…eventually

that kindness journeys back to you…”

 

Yes, this is how I learned about Carma…it was my Dad’s philosophy

 

And this is why, no matter what…I’ll always spell it with a ‘C’

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