Writing gives me my purpose and is my form of service—my way of feeling alive and connected to the love that is YOU.
I give to give. I don’t give for attention, praise, or to receive love. I just give.
I don’t give to persuade, prove a point, or convince. I don’t give to expose, debate, or irritate.
I just give.
It’s a hard concept for some to understand that of giving just to give, a hard concept for some to trust and believe.
I think if more people gave of self, expecting nothing in return, we’d have a lot more space in prisons, hospitals, and psychiatry wards. I think if people just started sharing and serving, not for fame, fortune, esteem, or recognition, (or number of followers), then the world would be a much brighter place.
Too often I see people helping in hopes of payment—spoken or unspoken.
My deal is easy and clear. I love you. Take it or leave it.
I have been paid more than I ever hoped to be paid in a life time, through authentic love-filled giving.
Because of YOU, I smile a lot. And I am taking that smile with me beyond this moment. That’s enough. More than enough.
~Sam (Everyday Aspergers)