In 2007, I spent several months living in a homeless shelter. It was one of my greatest experiences. One that I wouldn’t trade for anything. It was a gift actually. I had so much to learn and the universe didn’t let me down. It gave me the gift of “rock bottom.” Some of the knowledge I now possess, could not have been learned in any other way. I wasn’t unhappy in the shelter, I turned it into an adventure, and kept a great sense of humor. That is why you’ll find that some of my examples are rather humorous. Others though, are very serious.
Homeless Shelter Learns, No. 1:
I learned to be more patient. Three times a day, I stood in line for two hours for my meals. That gave me a wonderful and new appreciation for food. I determined to enjoy it, no matter what it was that I was served, even if they were things that I could not identify, which believe me happened quite a bit. I also felt empathy for the people who were sweating profusely behind the pass-through, in hyper-heat, to make our meals. Keeping empathy and appreciation in mind, I became less impatient. Five years later, I feel lucky to be able to grow my own food. I await the fruits patiently and am mindful of the miracle that is watching food grow.