Self-Gratification or Service?

My sometimes narcissistic "Whose Paying Attention To Me" one act, one may play is about as uplifting as "Whose Afraid of Virgina Wolf" but not as well written. Someone seemingly isn't paying attention to me, and I run off on a wild fantasy on how I'm not important. Tedious at best. Boring too. Then that St. Francis prayer acts itself out without even trying,  "...  where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon: where there is doubt, faith ..." and my day take a 180 degree turn. Today it was a coaching client who, on their very own, lit up with an awesome self-realization. I get to do this for work? (and I feel less tired after the call?). Go figure: when it's not about me it so much more uplifting.

"Many persons have a wrong idea of what constitutes true happiness. It is not attained through self-gratification but through fidelity to a worthy purpose." - Helen Keller