It was a beautiful day as I unloaded my pitchfork full of manure into the wheelbarrow. I had agreed to volunteer at a horse rescue center as a favor to my daughter, and also to get some much needed exercise. After the first stall was clean, I moved to the next. Younger volunteers sent me confused stares, and I finally realized that I was performing the worst job at the center – mucking the quarantine stalls. I guess it was a rarity to see a parent get physically involved, especially at this capacity. I, too, began to question my sanity. At that moment, wisdom stepped quietly into my brain. I realized that for me, this job was the most important. Where I was standing, these beautiful, innocent creatures were given repose and hope to get well, or were offered kindness before dying. Either way, it was a privileged area for me to work.
I began to think about the journeys of these lovely horses. They’re all waste products of spenders – humans who go through life spending resources, time, and energy to the detriment of everyone around them. Their currency is relationships, trust, and ego, which they exploit for personal gain, without consideration of those they affect. We see the results of spenders everywhere in life – whether it be our littered highways, animal rescue centers at full capacity, or a child with low self-esteem. For anyone choosing to help rectify the effects, it can feel like a losing battle.
I looked up to see a pitiful horse – bones sticking out, auction sticker still plastered to her back leg, and a vacant look in her eyes. I then noticed the rope connected to her halter. At the other end, I see a kind hand attached to a gentle man. He is leaning toward her, whispering words of French comfort in her ear. Our eyes meet and at that moment, I see hope. We both know her chances are so slim, but it doesn’t matter, all that is important is that we are here trying and bringing comfort – saver to saver. We exchange quiet, almost unperceivable smiles. As I saver, I know he’s doing his share and he knows I’m doing mine - that’s all we can ask of each other.
I now ask you - Are you a spender or a saver? Are there times when you are both? What’s your life’s currency, and what are you willing to exchange for it?
