#Homeless but Loved

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Performing a good deed is most special when you keep it to yourself. It’s like a warm jewel that no one can ever take away from you. If I help a blind man cross the street or a pregnant lady change her tire, I don’t tell a soul what I have done. Sometimes, however, it is good to share your acts of kindness because you are an example to others – inspiring them to engage in their very own selfless acts.

I will admit that it makes me a bit uncomfortable when people praise me for what I may do, but I also understand that they find pleasure in doing so. I have been reluctant to publicly acknowledge some of your acts of kindness, but I can hold back no longer. I have a friend who donates regularly to Sea Shepherd Conservation Society and she does so without her husband’s knowledge or approval. I will therefore attempt to be as ambiguous as possible when proclaiming my gratitude to you in the event that you are in a similar situation.

Yesterday, I left the Honeymoon Bakery to take a walk. When I returned, the fellow behind the counter asked, “Are you Holise?” I confirmed so and he handed me an envelope that contained a Honeymoon Bakery gift certificate from Janice Oceans. It made my day! I was so moved. I love surprises and this was most definitely a pleasant one. This is not the first time Janice has done something for me. A while back she contributed to my collection of The Cove DVDs which I give away to people.

When I returned to the Salvation Army shelter, I was in for another surprise. I had mail! Robert Bach sent me a copy of Forks Over Knives! I can’t wait to show it to my homeless friends. Geri Clouston sent me a copy of The Tempest’s Roar, a book about dolphins which I am anxious to start reading today! Along with the novel, a rather special set of bookmarks was enclosed.

This all happened after Sandy McElhaney, (co-founder of Save Misty the Dolphin and journalist for The Examiner), offered to put me up in a hotel for a few days. I was touched but had to decline because I cannot miss a single night at the Salvation Army or I will lose my bed.

Needless to say, I am in high spirits today. In fact, I am soaring! I am lifted up by all the compassion coming my way. I am floating on warm currents of love. Thank you all immensely!

I have a lot to write about, so keep watching for more posts. Things are starting to make sense. I think I know why I am here. Right now, however, I have to go to the nearest Western Union and pick up something from Ronda Carter whom I am also very grateful to.