I have gathered most of the pieces of paper and put in a box in my office. From time to time I mix the papers up and reach in to pull one out to read. Like a raffle. A few days ago I found this beautiful thought that I try to practice whenever I can. I wish I could give credit to the author but I haven't a clue as to who wrote this. Here it is, simply said:
There is a gift in simply being present with someone, even if the encounter lasts only 30 seconds. When I make eye contact with the supermarket clerk or the gas station attendant, my eyes say, "I see you. You are not an appendage of the cash register. You are a person." It is false humility to assume we do not make a difference. Today, I pray to make all my encounters, including the casual ones, count.
ACTION: As you rush through your day, stay conscious of each interaction. Honor each person with eye contact AND a smile. It doesn't matter if the person smiles back. You are offering a gift, not making a trade.
Maybe with this connection it won't matter if English is my second language. If I live in a bigger home then you do. If I haven't worked in months. If my lifestyle or the way I worship or the color of my skin is not quite what you expected. The gift I give to you is that I respect your existence in the universe. Reach out...