The general feeling I've noticed people are left with since last Friday's shooting (aside from overwhelming sadness) is one of powerlessness. Sometimes it feels like there's nothing we can do to make a difference in our world. I've taken to Twitter to be a vocal advocate for gun control as a first step, to be followed by examining and finding a solution for the issues of mental health and poverty which play a part in these massacres. And while I feel being an advocate on this front is crucial, it doesn't often make me feel better.
What Winnipeg Mom Christine McIntyre is doing, however, has TRULY lifted my spirits. She's launched a group and an initiative called "27 Acts for Newton" whereby she honors each of the 27 victims of last Friday's shooting by extending 27 acts of kindness in her everyday life to people with whom she might not have connected otherwise.
When I read about this, the Pollyanna in me immediately began to resurface. I felt a shift. I can't change what happened. But as I shared yesterday, this simple act of love from one person has reminded me that kindness is powerful and that every single person can, in doing one small thing, create a ripple effect beginning with a shift within themselves, their families, their communities and the world.
If you feel inspired to join in, please do. They post great ideas for gestures of kindness on the "27 Acts for Newtown" Facebook event page and if you read some of them when you're feeling down, it can change the course of your day. Which is, mercifully, the whole point.
I believe in my heart that we can make a difference. Let's spread the word. Let's help the media re-focus on this instead. Share this on Facebook, Twitter and in conversation with your friends and family.
One small act, times 27. And we transform our sorrow into a legacy of kindness and love. I know in my Ukrainian bones this will find its way to those grieving in Newtown.
Pass it on.
If you are reading this, whether I know you well or not, I love the socks offa you.
Merry Christmas my beloveds. I'm having a George Bailey moment.
And my faith in humanity has been restored.
Thank you for joining me in my quest for bliss,
The Happiness Detective