The joy of volunteering

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What’s not to like about doing what you most enjoy? Most of us have a favourite way of distracting ourselves from the norms of living, so why not immerse ourselves in that special place at any given opportunity?

For me, this takes the form of enjoying the outdoor life, sports, all things active that I can do outside. Without too much effort I have found many options available to me that I can participate in and on top of it, volunteer for good causes.

First up was the registration desk at 8am on the grounds of Russborough House for a 100km cycle in Wicklow to support St. James Hospital. Setting out at 6:30am on a foggy Saturday morning proved to be enchanting and exciting.

The grounds of Russborough House became an amazing vista in the mist and solitude of an early morning. From the outset, the whole team became fully engaged in organising tables and different tasks with zeal. 

Soon the riders appeared kitted out in their colourful and beautiful lycra. Without any further ceremony or need to be lauded for their efforts in raising funds, they accepted their packs of t-shirts and wristbands and race numbers demurely and confirmed their names and next of kin promptly. 

Just to be part of this healthy outdoor event on a usual Saturday morning was a wonderful experience for me. I am still in awe of their quiet unassuming presence, their sheer fitness and focus for the task ahead of them.

I went home that day with a renewed sense of purpose.

Next up

Next up was the Dublin Mountain Challenge for Barretstown, a 30km walk. 

Again, an early Saturday morning start. This time my task was to point all walkers in the right direction at a tricky turn as the road ahead was marked private property. 

Soon after I had arrived at my designated spot, trusty walkers appeared dressed for all weathers and occasions. Some in pairs, full of banter and good cheer, undaunted by the uphill climb or impending storm clouds that were gathering overhead.

Their sense of camaraderie and eagerness for the path ahead of them was palpable. I admired their optimistic outlook and cheerfulness. Every engagement with them was sprinkled with fun and laughter, and I was inspired by their sense of inclusiveness.

I was partnered with another volunteer, a wonderful advocate for volunteering.  She helps out with Barretstown on a regular basis. She told me she gets more from helping out than from what she contributes. Without realising it we became instant friends. I learned how she managed her family during lockdown, where she lives and works, her favourite ways of relaxing, and what she hopes to do when she retires. That day I felt all the goodwill and energy of the duties we were performing had spilt over on us.

Fruits of your labour

In addition, I have now become a volunteer in a new gardening venture. The project aims at reclaiming a disused garden that surrounds a cottage on the grounds of a large public park in Dublin.

Each Monday all of us committed Volunteers set about clearing away brambles, ivy and other out-of-place plants to reveal what lies beneath. 

Again, there is a massive sense of purpose involved in taking part, and a huge reward at the end of each session, the visible recognition of a job well done.

It is so gratifying to see instantly the fruits of your labour.

I must not forget to mention the wonderful others who arrive with produce to share around from their own garden each week.  Not to mention all the ideas on baking, growing, and general chit-chat that takes place during our coffee break outside our wonderful cottage garden in the sunshine! There is a moment when you forget that you are volunteering to help change lives because volunteering is changing yours!