In my life I have indeed met some truly good people.
I come to think of it today since
I might have left a truly good woman
giving unconditional love.
Sometimes I feel there is something wrong with the world,
but hen I remember:
If we see good we don’t think that all is good.
When we see one thing or person being bad,
we generalize and many think that all persons or situations similar must be equally bad.
So why should not the opposite also be true?
You see one thing good = more things are good!
If it is, the world is not half as bad as I thought.
There is at least as much good as there is bad.
In fact the people that do good (uncoditionally) are many times not seen,
but they are there, among us everywhere.
Many of them are not older than they can show with their fingers.
I am talking about unconditional good
without any expectation of getting anything back at all:
leaving nice and comforting notes in a book at the library for a mother to be,
so called guerrilla goodness.
Or letting a refugee live in your house until ready to move on.
Or the unselfish goodness that happens when you most need it:
Some 18 years ago (before mobile phones and digital cameras)
I left my home in a hurry. Brokenhearted I spent my last money and flew to the other side of the world.
In the south of Mexico I chopped and cleared jungle for roads to pass,
people gave me food that was left over when restaurants closed,
poor families sharing what little food they had on trains that traveled so slow it took days to get where you were going.
Those were unselfish acts as well as the five Mariachis escorting me from parts of Mexico City in which I would not have lasted long.
Or the veterinarian taking me into his home, treating my typhoid fever for weeks without asking for nothing in return.
But above all
the little Zapotec boy
with torn clothes,
not a half man tall,
that just before nightfall
high up in the Oaxaca mountains
spent all his money
to pay the bus
for a skinny bearded long-haired-giant
whom he had never met before
also giving me half his bread to eat
even though I did not understand a word of Chatino.
That is unconditional good
I have not forgotten you little hero
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