Wednesday, October 09, 2013

Why I Do Good: Starry Night

I'm exploring the roots of my desire/need/compulsion to "do good." I don't usually share personal stories here on Have Fun, Do Good, and I'm not sure where this is going, but I'm giving it a whirl. Here's the link to my first post, Why Do You Do Good? and my second post, Why I Do Good: The Center and Agape.

I was raised to serve.

In addition to being very involved with our church community, my parents' professional work was service-oriented. My mom had a variety of teaching and counseling positions while my dad worked mostly for nonprofits. Outside of his paid work, my dad organized CROP walks in our community, co-founded Martin House, volunteered with Habitat for Humanity and Witness for Peace, and visited elderly people at the local convalescent home who didn't receive much company.

Being a dutiful only child, when I went to college, I unconsciously followed a service-oriented path. I studied sociology, did a summer internship for the National Coalition for the Homeless, studied in Sweden for a semester (so that I could understand how their public policy worked), co-chaired Vassar's Hunger Action chapter, and wrote a couple pieces about social-changey things for the student newspapers.

Even though I was studying and doing things related to social justice, I ended up writing my senior thesis about the holistic health movement as a social movement, and my most transformative moment came from reading in the library one night about the Atman, or "world soul" in The Upanishads for a History of Religion class.

As I walked back to my dorm across the dark quad from the library, I remember the sky being incredibly full of sparkly stars, the grass feeling extra soft, and the people I passed seeming simultaneously close and far away. I felt a blissful, joy-filled rush of connection to all things and all people. I wasn't on drugs, but it felt like I was.

I've never had an experience like that again, but I think of it often, and wonder why I had it at that moment. I wish everyone could have that feeling at least once. If I could figure out a way to make that happen, I would do it in a flash.

Photo of stars at night by sukchander.

9 comments:

  1. I love this story, Britt! More of this please! Now I want to go to the library!

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    1. Thanks for the encouragement, Lisa. I find it rather scary to share personal stories, so kind words are appreciated ( :

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  2. Iobel, in Dubai1:32 PM

    What a beautiful and inspiring story -- thank you so much for sharing it. It is so vivid and moving that you have shared your experience beyond words. Beautiful.

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    1. Wow. Thank you, Iobel. That means a lot to me.

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  3. Love this post, Britt. I've had similar "samadhi" moments - once after a run when I was about 16 or 17. Once during/after meditation. It's so rare, though. I too would like to bottle the feeling. Yoga helps me get close! XO

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    1. Thanks, Wend ( :

      Meditation definitely helps me get close too, but I've never had that same feeling again.

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  4. This is a terrific post, and it really is getting me thinking about why I do what I do. For all you practical people out there who happen to like coffee, check out Cozzee (linked below) for a way for you to do good without giving any extra money out of your pocket. Feel free to let me know what you think!

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  5. I love this personal sharing, and the introspection it prompts, for me and, it seems, many of your readers. Understanding our own motivations is, of course, key to helping us unlock others', and it's a powerful reminder that we need to be intentional about our use of self in any social change endeavor.

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    1. Thank you for your kind word, Melinda, and for reading my post. I really appreciate it.

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