I think sometimes the greatest whimsy lies in the oldest rules. Those rules we learned in Kinder or even 1st grade. Treat others the way you want to be treated. Share with others. Be Patient. Be Kind. Be Loving. I think the older we get, the more meaningful those rules become to us because they are tangible. And they aren't just rules but part of the philosophy of life. That "sharing" with others seems to be the one that has most recently struck me as the most meaningful in my life. It is through sharing that I wake up excited for a new day. It is through sharing that I enter work never feeling like I've worked a day in my life. It is through sharing where I gain deeper perspectives and ignore the weeds. It is through sharing where I am always reminded of simple always wins over complex. But the simplistic act of sharing creates the most complex person. 

The environment I work in is truly the like the breakfast club. If someone goes to get breakfast, they bring something else in for another staff member. If we are reading a book, we share when we are finished. If we find something inspiring, we share. Our principal this week decided it was necessary for myself and the secretary to try Tai Food. She spent about 45 minutes looking through the menu and picked it up from work the next day. Plates were ready. Glasses of water were ready. Silverware was shared and we enjoyed the meal. Somehow, on the topic of Tai food we started talking about Mochi ice cream which the secretary had yet to try. So after running and before volunteering I drove quickly to Aldi's, picked up the Mochi and brought it to school the next day to share. With the secreatary. And the staff. And the custodians. And really anyone who wanted to embark on our whimsical club of sharing. 

Sharing is a lot like that first Mochi experience. It creates a pillow of softness on the outside, a softened mind and heart and a sweetness on the inside that is unforgettable. That pillow is your heart being softened and that ice cream. Well, that sweetness is the gift of love given after you have shared your pillow of joy. Life is full of mysterious joys. True. But we only have two eyes to see and as much as we wish to admit it, you miss a lot if you are only relying on your two eyes to see the world. Visionaries are't afraid to admit what they don't know. They aren't afraid to covet the shared Mochi of others. Sharing is reciprocity and so is perspective and vocation and knowledge and the peaceful mysteries of this world. Don't take all those soft pillows for yourself. And humble yourself to say hey "I haven't seen it all." "I haven't tried it all." "I want to listen to the joys passed on by others. I'm pretty sure the Mochi Flavors in life are endless. You won't know though-unless you share.