after a few months of volunteering with the local branch of a buddhist organization, i was beginning to wonder whether there was any meaning in what we were doing. every month we visit the same nursing home, sing the same songs, and essentially, perform the same talents (ie: musical instruments, dance, etc.). but i had my question answered at this last visit. one of the residents, who arrived late, said as i was walking towards her - "thank you for coming." i was completely surprised. i sang the last few songs next to her, and at the end, she asked me, "is it really over? i came late because no one came and got me." she later told me she was in room 15 and to be sure to get her next month. i need to remember.
on another thought, i'm excited about an upcoming project.. i'm attempting to start a (free) tutoring program at my local public library. we'll see how it goes. i'm in the process of writing a proposal for the program.
hm, is it selfish to only do the things we find meaningful?
