Recently, I found myself between a rock and a hard place without a drive to the market.  Long story short, my drive didn’t show and my vehicle was being repaired.  Being an opportunist, I thought i’d jump at the chance to take a walk (approx. 5 km) to the Restigouche Farmer’s market.  Dressed in my Redsox cap, jacket, and khakis I set out.  Eventually, I decided to try my thumb at hitchhiking.  Car after car after car passed me by.  As a math teacher, I started to consider the probability of hitching a ride.  It was all conjecture of course, but I figured 1 out of every 40 – 50 cars that passed should know me and feel inclined to offer a drive.  Wishful thinking?  You’d think with the oscillating number of Facebook friends people have these days that someone would pull over.  At any rate, 3 km into the walk with a few familiar faces passing by, I still hadn’t been picked up.  Perhaps, they mistook my thumb gesture as a “thumbs up” for their driving skills?  I couldn’t be sure.

Finally, a kind French Canadian gentleman from, I presume, a nearby community pulled over.  He couldn’t speak a lick of English and it appeared as though his verbal skills were impaired.  Communication was down so I sat in silence on our drive to the market.  Finally, I directed him with my hand to pull over as I was nearing my stop.  My mind turned to thinking about how to express my gratitude so I offered him a smile and a merci for his kindness.  Gratefully, I exited the car and stepped onto the shoulder of the road only to see him turn down the road towards my destination.  I stood and laughed.  What was one hundred more meters of walking?

During the down times at the market I found myself thinking pensively about the gentleman who pulled over.  His actions, in spite of his disability, demonstrated his altruism in placing my needs ahead of any matters that may have been on his daily agenda.  More people in the world need to take this approach to life and place others before themselves.  It brings you a great deal of happiness.  During my first year of raising pastured chicken, I found myself giving whole freezer chickens to family, friends, and neighbours to show my gratitude for their support.  It was not a monetary exchange but an act of goodwill.  I feel it is especially important to show kindness to neighbours so that they can support your espousals for organic and natural food, despite the sounds and smells that emanate from farms.

In the end, I made it to my destination through the kindness of another.  That is the point of today’s post.  We are not islands, we can not stand alone, and we can not live life devoid of social contact.  Pay it forward.   Give freely of your time, love one another, and support causes that promote goodness and wellness in today’s society.  God bless.

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