What calls people to serve? Is it civic duty? Avoidance of something else? Perhaps a pull to spirituality? Research on community http://bit.ly/1rF084C and empathy research http://bit.ly/1ls3DWC suggests that we are wired for community, to belong. I believe there is a connection to serve the larger whole and each other. Chimpanzees and other primates spend the whole day grooming each other. Does that suggest service is innate to our animal selves?
Typical ways to serve are be a member on a nonprofit board, work at a food bank or clean up the environment. All great endeavors. I’m on a search for other kinds of service. How can I serve? Whom shall I serve?
True service is to be yourself, while in service to the common good. What comes natural for me is to encourage others to find wellbeing of body, heart-mind and spirit. TI facilitate the best and healthiest self to shine.
We have the opportunity to serve each other by our brilliance, our shine. Our first service is our most positive self. This self radiates from within to without. When we stay responsible and accountable for our thoughts and feelings, we serve the whole. Unencumbered by blame, those around you are able to own what’s theirs.
We inspire by who we are.
This was in a Ezine from Jane Govoni at http://skybluedreams.net
“There is a wonderful story about a man that was very aware of the world he wanted to create, a place of beauty as he knew it. His name is Verdran Smallowic a cellist with the Sarajevo opera, in 1992 there was a war in Sarajevo, Verdran’s home. There always seems there is a war in someone’s home, seems to be people who believe the way to peace is through destruction and power. On May 27th 1992, this particular war dropped a mortar shell in the middle of a line of ordinary people who were waiting at a bakery as it was baking and distributing bread. It was 4pm and I imagine they had hungry children waiting for that bread at home, the shell landed in the middle of the line and killed 22 people.
Vedron Smailovic was waiting for the destruction to end so he could return to bring joy and beauty by playing his cello. He saw the horror outside his window, the sad picture of death and destruction had pushed this man to his breaking point. This bubble of sadness burst and this 35 year old man, with a big mustache and long wild hair chose to live courageously on purpose doing what he knew to combat ugliness with beauty, darkness with light. He could do what he did best-play music. For the next 22 days at 4pm Smalovic would dress formally as if he was going to work at the opera. He walked into the destruction where the bakery had been and set up his plastic chair next to a crater and played the cello. All around him you could see burned trucks, bombed buildings, you could smell the fear from the people who were hiding in cellars from guns and bombs, doing their best to protect their families. Among everything sad as you looked around, you could hear the haunting sound of Verdran’s cello.
Vedron Smailovic made a stand for beauty, compassion, dignity and peace, every night he played as the shelling continued but he was never hurt “
This is service to the whole, service from your heart. FInd a way to serve humanity with your gifts. Give some of it away. You’ll discover leadership currency.