Power of kindness

So, today something ridiculous happened. Something I will remember for the rest of my life. I will never forget May 20th, 2020, I will never forget the moment it happened.

Today JK Rowling’s world and mine collided. She liked a reply of mine to her tweet.

I know, I know, you’re thinking ‘Rosie, that is not a big deal.’

Well let me tell you why it is.

Harry Potter is my special interest. The Harry Potter world and fandom was my safe space through the hardest times. The hallows symbol a symbol of hope and calm as University beat me down. Philosophers stone refilling my lungs with oxygen when I got home after a hard day at high school. I lived and breathed the world so much that it encompassed me and comforted me. It put a barrier between myself and a world I didn’t understand.

I have always dreamed of being able to thank JK Rowling for giving me Harry. It’s her Harry, she created him, but it feels like she placed him in my heart and said ‘here, he’s gonna keep you safe now.’

Harry means everything to me.

JK Rowling exists in this far off world that I never thought I would reach. Yet today she saw, read and liked a tweet of mine. Our worlds collided for all of 2 beautiful seconds.  

I sat in complete shock when I registered what the twitter notification was saying. Then, of course, in typical writer fashion I began to look at the deeper meaning behind this. In 2 seconds, probably less than 2 seconds, JK Rowling came into my world and made me the happiest damn person on the planet. Hardly any effort. She won’t even remember it. But I will never forget.

What I wouldn’t give to be able to put so much hope and happiness into someone’s life with a click of a button. But I can’t do that, most of us do not have JK Rowling’s power to affect other’s lives so significantly with such ease. But we do have our own power. Yes, we have to work harder than a click of a button, but you don’t need to be JKR to affect others lives.

Even down to a click of a button. Okay you might not nearly induce the user passing out (I may or may not have had to engage in breathing regulation), but you could boost someone’s day by liking a selfie. Commenting something nice.

Beyond that you could reach out to people. You could hold a door and smile. You could help them pick up what they dropped. You could go make whoever your living with a cup of tea and pass it with a smile. You could cook your partner their favourite meal.

The sensory gifts project was built on the back of me thinking what can I practically do to make neurodiverse children’s lives better. I now see the happiness the sensory packs are bringing to children.

We have finite time on earth. But one thing is for sure, we all have the power of kindness. We can all enter each other’s lives and make them better.

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