And there it was: the joy in giving—not in winning. His generosity was boomeranging right back to him.
The Monopoly Junior Philanthropist
And there it was: the joy in giving—not in winning. His generosity was boomeranging right back to him.
And there it was: the joy in giving—not in winning. His generosity was boomeranging right back to him.
I know what it feels like to pour yourself out until you’re empty.
To love serving others, but secretly feel tired, overwhelmed, or unnoticed.
November has always felt like a sacred month to me.
Personal philanthropy is our own unique plan to make the world a better place–even consequently, enjoy the fruits of our labor. It is a plan for our lives that is drawn from our passions and skills.
And, so, I’ve learned that my own choices are unpredictable. Other’s choices are even more unpredictable. Now, I’d like to double-down and ride the changing tides of life with a zen-like attitude. I’d like to make choices I am proud of. I am the navigator of my life.
I am so grateful the internet has made our voices accessible and connected.
My anger has dissipated and been removed with just this simple act: to give. Giving must be my best reflex. Love has been replaced by my anger. There is no room for anger and hate when we give—only love.
It’s important to remember that you are not selling yourself. None of this money is going to you. In fact, you’re actually giving your time and resources to the charity so you’re really just asking this special someone to join you.
Years ago, it was Oprah who told us first to jot down every night before bed five things we were grateful for. She praised the practice as an instant mood-booster; a gift of a deeper sense of peace for the practitioner; and, as a way for one to think more objectively about their circumstances. Indeed,…