The power of solace

Recently, in a moment of quiet, the word “solace” came into my mind. This is not a word I normally use, so I thought I should pay attention and dig a little deeper into why it came into my consciousness. I thought maybe it was because I had gone through a rough patch experiencing the loss of two cousins and an old friend. 

As I gave the word more thought, I consulted the dictionary to get the most precise meaning: Comfort in sorrow, misfortune, or distress; consolation. A source of comfort and consolation.

When I read this, I felt “solace” was not just about me. In fact as I read the definition again, it brought to mind the anxiety and despair much of our country and other countries are experiencing. When I really thought about it, I was overwhelmed with the collective sorrow, misfortune, and distress that is currently being felt here and around the world.

Where and how do I begin to be a source of solace when there are so many who need consoling? Is it even possible for me to truly console people beyond my immediate and extended family and friends? No sooner did those questions come to my mind that an answer came, “Yes, of course you can.”

I can be observant and watch for places where I can lend a hand and console. The older woman next door is always grateful for a phone call. I can give time to my community, supporting those who are undervalued and misunderstood. I can be vocal to my local city council member, congressional representative and my senators. I can encourage people to post their needs and desires on Youtropolis and prompt the Youtropolis community to jump in and take part in fulfilling the wish of someone in need.

I concluded that solace as a noun provides the giver and receiver with immediate comfort and reward. But as a verb, it empowers me to move beyond the role of being a shoulder to cry on and into the role of change agent where I can take action and provide hope for lasting change.