The difference was visible yesterday. All I had to was open my eyes and see it.
Calgary can be a windy city. Garbage flies around, plastic bags and other things cling to tall grasses, dig into the bases of trees, get caught on branches. Yesterday, as Ellie, the wonder pooch, and I walked along the ridge overlooking the river, I saw a plastic bag clinging to low hanging bushes at the base of a fir tree. Ellie, always eager to get off trail, pranced in the underbrush as I crawled beneath the tree to pick up the bag (I think she thought I was a little crazy). The base of the fir tree cleared of debris, we carried on our way, my eyes scanning the terrain for opportunities to clean up nature.
And there were. Many opportunities.
In fact, the reason for picking up the bag became apparent not far from where I picked it up. Someone had not thought to pick up after their hound. A pile of frozen dog doo-doo lay to the side of the trail. I used the bag I’d found to clean it up, which, given that I always walk with two bags in my pocket, would not normally be a problem. But Ellie, who ate a tub of fish food the other night, has been somewhat prolific in her bodily functions and I had used, and discarded appropriately, both bags I’d brought.
I wouldn’t have been able to clean up the mess if I hadn’t picked up that bag!
And yes. It is wrong that people don’t clean up after their dogs.
And yes. I was tempted to criticize, condemn and complain about their behaviour. But those are not energies I want to put out into the world, and so, I breathed and whispered a prayer to the Universe that I say when faced with opportunities to give into my lesser emotions. “Bless them. Forgive me.”
It was easy to make a difference yesterday. All I had to do was clean up the world around me and help it sparkle.