Merry Christmas! Yes, it is Christmas. The birth of our Lord Jesus and Savior. A celebration of life, love, and all things good. Faith, Family, Friends, God's undieing love....... He loves us all.
This day and all days I give to our Lord.... I will always try to do my best. May all our days be filled with His love, with love of Family, of Friends, and goodness. My prayer for all today is that even through our challenges may our unwavering Faith keep us moving, knowing He is ever present. Knowing he will walk beside us... we will be okay!
Merry Christmas to you all. To this day I say "Happy Birthday Jesus........ I love you!"
Patty
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Lifes Ventures
"Don't be afraid your life will end - be afraid it will never begin." - Grace Hansen
Oh how I enjoy quotations. Most quotations make me think. Make me smile. Make me sigh, cry, laugh, and for the most part a quotation can bring about any number of emotions or feelings. About life. About ones self. About God. About boyfriends, girlfriends, husbands, wives, lovers, the world, the cat, the dog, .... okay, not the cat or dog. Just wanted to see if you were paying attention (smiles).
I would like to think that I am living my life. I would like to think that I am on the path that my maker set out before me, I would like to think and believe this. However, I'd be lieing through my teeth if I said it was easy, said it was happy-go-lucky, said it was exactly as I would like it to be. See? Yikes! Oh My! The issue with that last statement is, and I repeat part of it "said it was exactly as I would like it to be".
You see, my thoughts around living vs. the plan of my maker are in total disagreement. Wow! Did I say that? Yes, as a matter of fact I did. Well, I really didn't "say it", rather "thought it" and typed it out [for those of you that are literals to any word, written or spoken ;o)] So how can I know if this is true... I mean my thoughts around living vs. the plan of my maker being in disagreement? Well, I really don't know - - - however, I do know I have some defined visions of where I would like to be in life vs. where I am now. The two visions are nowheres (is that a word?) close to each other. Therefore, I must deduct (thinking again), that my ideas/plans differ from my maker. Hmmmmmmmmmm.....
Therefore, one must learn to obey and follow that ever soft direction of our Lord. It's like that of mother nudging her child... gently, softly. Sometimes it is difficult to hear that nudge... and at times I don't feel it at all. Perhaps I have a lesson in obedience ahead of me (ah-ha-ha.... don't laugh at this one.... those that know me, know I can be well defined in certain areas). So perhaps this is a lesson, a lesson to learn.
"Don't be afraid your life will end - be afraid it will never begin." - Grace Hansen. What does that quote mean? I guess we can all answer it differently, see it differently... this writer would like to put it out there that it might certainly get one thinking.... and hopefully get one living, living the path set before them, vs. forcefully trying to create ones own.
Blessings to all my friends and family this day..... and lets Live, Live without Fear!
Barney (aka Patty)
Oh how I enjoy quotations. Most quotations make me think. Make me smile. Make me sigh, cry, laugh, and for the most part a quotation can bring about any number of emotions or feelings. About life. About ones self. About God. About boyfriends, girlfriends, husbands, wives, lovers, the world, the cat, the dog, .... okay, not the cat or dog. Just wanted to see if you were paying attention (smiles).
I would like to think that I am living my life. I would like to think that I am on the path that my maker set out before me, I would like to think and believe this. However, I'd be lieing through my teeth if I said it was easy, said it was happy-go-lucky, said it was exactly as I would like it to be. See? Yikes! Oh My! The issue with that last statement is, and I repeat part of it "said it was exactly as I would like it to be".
You see, my thoughts around living vs. the plan of my maker are in total disagreement. Wow! Did I say that? Yes, as a matter of fact I did. Well, I really didn't "say it", rather "thought it" and typed it out [for those of you that are literals to any word, written or spoken ;o)] So how can I know if this is true... I mean my thoughts around living vs. the plan of my maker being in disagreement? Well, I really don't know - - - however, I do know I have some defined visions of where I would like to be in life vs. where I am now. The two visions are nowheres (is that a word?) close to each other. Therefore, I must deduct (thinking again), that my ideas/plans differ from my maker. Hmmmmmmmmmm.....
Therefore, one must learn to obey and follow that ever soft direction of our Lord. It's like that of mother nudging her child... gently, softly. Sometimes it is difficult to hear that nudge... and at times I don't feel it at all. Perhaps I have a lesson in obedience ahead of me (ah-ha-ha.... don't laugh at this one.... those that know me, know I can be well defined in certain areas). So perhaps this is a lesson, a lesson to learn.
"Don't be afraid your life will end - be afraid it will never begin." - Grace Hansen. What does that quote mean? I guess we can all answer it differently, see it differently... this writer would like to put it out there that it might certainly get one thinking.... and hopefully get one living, living the path set before them, vs. forcefully trying to create ones own.
Blessings to all my friends and family this day..... and lets Live, Live without Fear!
Barney (aka Patty)
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Tidal Pools
Ah........ today I blog what another has written, I post this with a warmth in my heart and joy only a parent can feel when their child writes something, shares it with you, and you say "Wow". Well,being the mom that loves to blog, I, with the permission of my child post my childs poem "Tidal Pools".
Tidal Pools
The mossy rocks protect this pool
Full of life & many different colors
Gulls screech, warnings of a storm to come
Starfish tighten their grip & hermit crabs hide
in their shells
The oceans waves is a hammer's blow agains the rocks
they stand like concrete walls withstanding
wave after wave
The wind whispers good-bye as the storm
simply melts away.
jh - 2008
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Perhaps another blogger or writer in the works? Most likely not... for this child swears she doesn't enjoy writing (smiles). Each time I sit to write, my child gets this funny look like "what are you doing? are you writing again"? When I ask for some critique or thoughts, this child passes each time (I have to laugh). I have always loved to write, when not pressured to do so (I must add).
For today, for the lack of my own creativity I post the poetry of my child. Who knows what one has inside, if one only reaches deep enough, is brave enough, to explore ones self.
Tidal Pools
The mossy rocks protect this pool
Full of life & many different colors
Gulls screech, warnings of a storm to come
Starfish tighten their grip & hermit crabs hide
in their shells
The oceans waves is a hammer's blow agains the rocks
they stand like concrete walls withstanding
wave after wave
The wind whispers good-bye as the storm
simply melts away.
jh - 2008
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Perhaps another blogger or writer in the works? Most likely not... for this child swears she doesn't enjoy writing (smiles). Each time I sit to write, my child gets this funny look like "what are you doing? are you writing again"? When I ask for some critique or thoughts, this child passes each time (I have to laugh). I have always loved to write, when not pressured to do so (I must add).
For today, for the lack of my own creativity I post the poetry of my child. Who knows what one has inside, if one only reaches deep enough, is brave enough, to explore ones self.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Foggy Days....... sometimes hard to see
It's that time of year when the weather gets a cold grip on you...... brrrrrrr. Time to bundle up, go outside and see your breath in the air in front of you. The fog can get thick at times, sometimes it's even hard to see across the street, up the road, and on a few days..... you feel almost blinded by the white thick fog. But eventually the fog lifts and your vision is back to being able to see more clearly.
As I write this I think about "life"... and how sometimes we as people are blinded (like the fog), by our own emotions, our own feelings, being unable to see the other persons point of view or reason for doing or not doing something. We lash out - we hold grudges - we separate ourselves because we are simply unable to accept and deal with our own feelings about something - we hold on to and own what is not ours to own. We distance ourselves, like a lone survivor on an island, we can't let go and the one person that gets lost in the fog is the one holding on, unable to see the whole picture. The need to blame, you only hurt yourself in the end.... and sometimes in our hatred we lash out and our words cannot be taken back - they cut deep - they hurt - does this make it better - sometimes, like a ripple in a pond, those words grow bigger and bigger and trickle, hurting others unintended.
Why are we blinded like the fog. Can we learn from the fog? The fog lifts, we are able to see again. Can we, can mankind learn to deal with the fog, accept it for what it is, without blame, without alienating ourselves from others, accept our own feelings, knowing there is more going on than what one knows about another, and be able to let that fog lift?
Deep thoughts for a Tuesday, even for this writer, but I just write what comes to the mind and heart. Something for me to think about, to learn, so that I can grow within myself and learn to accept things unconditionally even if I don't know the reasons or whole picture of what may be going on with another. Today, I ponder these thoughts.
As I write this I think about "life"... and how sometimes we as people are blinded (like the fog), by our own emotions, our own feelings, being unable to see the other persons point of view or reason for doing or not doing something. We lash out - we hold grudges - we separate ourselves because we are simply unable to accept and deal with our own feelings about something - we hold on to and own what is not ours to own. We distance ourselves, like a lone survivor on an island, we can't let go and the one person that gets lost in the fog is the one holding on, unable to see the whole picture. The need to blame, you only hurt yourself in the end.... and sometimes in our hatred we lash out and our words cannot be taken back - they cut deep - they hurt - does this make it better - sometimes, like a ripple in a pond, those words grow bigger and bigger and trickle, hurting others unintended.
Why are we blinded like the fog. Can we learn from the fog? The fog lifts, we are able to see again. Can we, can mankind learn to deal with the fog, accept it for what it is, without blame, without alienating ourselves from others, accept our own feelings, knowing there is more going on than what one knows about another, and be able to let that fog lift?
Deep thoughts for a Tuesday, even for this writer, but I just write what comes to the mind and heart. Something for me to think about, to learn, so that I can grow within myself and learn to accept things unconditionally even if I don't know the reasons or whole picture of what may be going on with another. Today, I ponder these thoughts.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Untitled
Silence blasting, a whisper snares
Warps the senses, a venture, somewhere
Neither here nor there, one does not know
Twists and turns, expecting you though
Through the deepest darkest thoughts
unwinding years, angst, happiness, distraught
Open though the doors, the panes,
the path is laden with happiness not pain
Let silence lead you a whisper away
Wrap your senses, a venture, this day
ph 11/9/2008
Warps the senses, a venture, somewhere
Neither here nor there, one does not know
Twists and turns, expecting you though
Through the deepest darkest thoughts
unwinding years, angst, happiness, distraught
Open though the doors, the panes,
the path is laden with happiness not pain
Let silence lead you a whisper away
Wrap your senses, a venture, this day
ph 11/9/2008
Saturday, November 8, 2008
TODAY'S QUOTE
TODAY'SQUOTE
"The only person who makes no mistakes is the person who never does anything." - Eleanor Roosevelt
"The only person who makes no mistakes is the person who never does anything." - Eleanor Roosevelt
Friday, November 7, 2008
Serpent in the Sky
Serpent in the sky, dreamer of dreams
Keeper of souls, of secrets
You whisper my name
I can't see you, I try in vain
I feel a shimmer of cold down my spine
You pass through me, today, tomorrow
Perhaps the next I will see
For today I dream, and reach out
waiting for you, oh Serpent in the Sky
-ph 11/07/2008
Keeper of souls, of secrets
You whisper my name
I can't see you, I try in vain
I feel a shimmer of cold down my spine
You pass through me, today, tomorrow
Perhaps the next I will see
For today I dream, and reach out
waiting for you, oh Serpent in the Sky
-ph 11/07/2008
To be or Not to be
When one consciously (or unconsciously) cannot, will not, or does not make a decision, that indecision is more times oft' than not the Decision. Hmmmmm....
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Happy Rainy Days
Deep in slumber, dreaming of faraway places
A whisper at first, a voice, a dance
Raindrops fall before morning light
Speaking to me, hear them sing, such delight
Pitter patter on my pane, pitter patter oh glorious rain
You make me smile, you quench the earth
You create a dance with the wind, the trees
Trees let go of their leaves, break free
Full of joy, they join rains song, fly far far away
Pitter patter on my pane, pitter patter oh glorious rain
Hear me sing, hear my voice, here at last
Oh happy rainy days
A whisper at first, a voice, a dance
Raindrops fall before morning light
Speaking to me, hear them sing, such delight
Pitter patter on my pane, pitter patter oh glorious rain
You make me smile, you quench the earth
You create a dance with the wind, the trees
Trees let go of their leaves, break free
Full of joy, they join rains song, fly far far away
Pitter patter on my pane, pitter patter oh glorious rain
Hear me sing, hear my voice, here at last
Oh happy rainy days
Friday, October 24, 2008
Don't Ever Settle
Thank you Shelly and Tom for the inspirational title for today's blog..."Don't Ever Settle".
Let me ask you this. If you were hired for a job to perform certain tasks, and then when you come on board, you are told you are doing something else.... something else you'd never have applied for.......would you "settle" for this and just go for the ride? Perhaps yes, perhaps no, perhaps for a while until you realized it just wasn't what you wanted and you were settling because it was a job.
Well what about relationships? Friends, co-workers, spouses, boyfriends, girlfriends. How does that work. I heard something last night on the television that was like a zoom in of a scary movie, and it fits right in with this post. She said...... "If a relationship doesn't move forward, it withers".
Ah... this really fits in to "Don't Ever Settle". Wow! So I thought I've got to get this out there. I also sat back and started to reflect on my life... have I ever just settled? I'd have to say yes in some cases, and in those cases it never turned out well. Not that it was horrific or horrible, but when one just settles something always seems to be missing.
So I ask you all. How do you know when it's right? That job, that decision, your spouse, your boyfriend, your girlfriend? Tough question, I know. However, I do know that I will definitely be keeping the words "If a relationship doesn't move forward, it withers" deep in my thoughts. Intriguing to me, as I venture through life sometimes yearning for the connection that I see others have easily made. Then again, I trust that God will guide me through this life to be and do what needs to be done for his glory.
JB, remember that day when we sat on the curb while the police were going through the house (after it was burglarized?). I will never forget what I said, the words just came, like I wasn't even the one saying them, I said... "I know now that whatever I do in life I must do it alone". Did those words put my fate out there? I wonder. I ponder. Now I ramble (smiles).
Don't Ever Settle.
Let me ask you this. If you were hired for a job to perform certain tasks, and then when you come on board, you are told you are doing something else.... something else you'd never have applied for.......would you "settle" for this and just go for the ride? Perhaps yes, perhaps no, perhaps for a while until you realized it just wasn't what you wanted and you were settling because it was a job.
Well what about relationships? Friends, co-workers, spouses, boyfriends, girlfriends. How does that work. I heard something last night on the television that was like a zoom in of a scary movie, and it fits right in with this post. She said...... "If a relationship doesn't move forward, it withers".
Ah... this really fits in to "Don't Ever Settle". Wow! So I thought I've got to get this out there. I also sat back and started to reflect on my life... have I ever just settled? I'd have to say yes in some cases, and in those cases it never turned out well. Not that it was horrific or horrible, but when one just settles something always seems to be missing.
So I ask you all. How do you know when it's right? That job, that decision, your spouse, your boyfriend, your girlfriend? Tough question, I know. However, I do know that I will definitely be keeping the words "If a relationship doesn't move forward, it withers" deep in my thoughts. Intriguing to me, as I venture through life sometimes yearning for the connection that I see others have easily made. Then again, I trust that God will guide me through this life to be and do what needs to be done for his glory.
JB, remember that day when we sat on the curb while the police were going through the house (after it was burglarized?). I will never forget what I said, the words just came, like I wasn't even the one saying them, I said... "I know now that whatever I do in life I must do it alone". Did those words put my fate out there? I wonder. I ponder. Now I ramble (smiles).
Don't Ever Settle.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Elegant Grace
Elegant Grace. Say it to yourself, feel it, think about the words "Elegant Grace". What comes to mind? A situation that required not only elegance but grace. Or perhaps the image of a movie star or well known person comes to mind when you hear the words "elegant grace". It could trigger any number of things in ones own mind when they hear these words, or even see them, for me however it means something different.
This post "Elegant Grace" has been a difficult one for me. The words are there, the thoughts are there, however pulling those thoughts out and getting them written down have been elusive, quite an understatement (to say the least). I've ping-ponged in my mind this blog; for today the challenge will be (a challenge to myself ) to finally get this particular blog written. Here goes........
(for those who get an automatic notice of my blog - more will be written later)... Okay, so it's later, well not later, but the next day..... waaaay later. I said this was one I'm having putting down on paper. Now mind you this is merely how I see/feel Elegant Grace, and of course Elegant Grace certainly is not a fit-all for everyone.
Continued experiences of the past year have swirled about in my mind and heart (as if by storm, and so pleasantly unexpectedly). Imagine if prior to an experience you overheard on a bullhorn...
"Attention, attention, you (meaning myself) will be interacting with the elderly population of your community (mainly 80+ year olds). This experience will transform you."
Hmmmmmmm "Transform me? How? Is this good? Is this bad? What's going on" (these thoughts run through my mind... to which I hear more....)
"Yes Barney, I'm speaking to you. Listen carefully, listen deeply. You will find something (really what this voice means is blessed) from these interactions that will astound you, amaze you... provide your heart with an appreciation you've never quite felt before". (Huh, what is this voice talking about). Oh it goes on......."An appreciation of self, of family, of life and this will be provided to you through those who have achieved within themselves an Elegant Grace".
"Hmmmmmmmmm are you really sure you have the right Barney, you really are speaking to me?"
Now mind you this is just something I throw out there - of course I had none of this inner self talk, and didn't even have an idea how profound such interactions would be..... then one day they happened. Elegant Grace found me, found me where I least expected it, and when I least expected it. An affirmation so intense I found solice and just cried..... not from sadness but from (gosh I won't describe this appropriately) a shear overwhelming sense of the feeling of being home, and being where one belongs, and knowing HE (God our Savior) is beside me, guiding me.
So you ask, Elegant Grace? Come on, what does it mean. Well, again, hard to explain. Elegant Grace (as best as I can humanly describe it) is the combination of a persons experience in life (an elderly person) that has manifested to something glorious, something so sincere, honest, breathtaking, open, appreciative, and loving far beyond what any words could describe (at least by this writer). It's almost as if you can see HIM in and through their eyes, feel HIM in their words. Then that connection is made that is so intense the world stops around you. You are ever present.
This experience of Elegant Grace first came to me one day as I sat holding the hand of a woman dieing. So unafraid (she was). Asking of me questions directly to me about dieing, about did 'I know she was dying', about what I thought, about her fears. I have no idea how long I sat with her (it didn't matter). Only that moment mattered.
I remember the day she passed, I remember seeing her, not saying a word to her, our eyes meeting, knowing she was on her way home. It was as if HE spoke to me himself through her eyes and told me so. I felt an overwhelming sense of "joy" for her, she knew, she was okay, and HE was with her. Through that moment our eye meet, we said goodbye. She was a vision of HIS glory, and she smiled a smile I will never forget. Within 5 minutes she was gone. I found solice, I cried....
It was on that day that my journey began, and continues through repeated and numerous interactions. Yes I am beginning to understand the voice over the bullhorn....... "Attention, attention, you will be interacting with the elderly population of your community. This experience will transform you." ..... "You will find something from these interactions that will astound you, amaze you... provide your heart with an appreciation you've never quite felt before".
This my friends is Elegant Grace. This my friends is an experience that only HE can provide, in HIS time, something I find hard calling an experience, but rather a Blessing from above.
If for not one day I implore you to seek the interactions within the day and see beyond the world as we see it, but look deeper .... and I truly believe you too will find Elegant Grace.
This post "Elegant Grace" has been a difficult one for me. The words are there, the thoughts are there, however pulling those thoughts out and getting them written down have been elusive, quite an understatement (to say the least). I've ping-ponged in my mind this blog; for today the challenge will be (a challenge to myself ) to finally get this particular blog written. Here goes........
(for those who get an automatic notice of my blog - more will be written later)... Okay, so it's later, well not later, but the next day..... waaaay later. I said this was one I'm having putting down on paper. Now mind you this is merely how I see/feel Elegant Grace, and of course Elegant Grace certainly is not a fit-all for everyone.
Continued experiences of the past year have swirled about in my mind and heart (as if by storm, and so pleasantly unexpectedly). Imagine if prior to an experience you overheard on a bullhorn...
"Attention, attention, you (meaning myself) will be interacting with the elderly population of your community (mainly 80+ year olds). This experience will transform you."
Hmmmmmmm "Transform me? How? Is this good? Is this bad? What's going on" (these thoughts run through my mind... to which I hear more....)
"Yes Barney, I'm speaking to you. Listen carefully, listen deeply. You will find something (really what this voice means is blessed) from these interactions that will astound you, amaze you... provide your heart with an appreciation you've never quite felt before". (Huh, what is this voice talking about). Oh it goes on......."An appreciation of self, of family, of life and this will be provided to you through those who have achieved within themselves an Elegant Grace".
"Hmmmmmmmmm are you really sure you have the right Barney, you really are speaking to me?"
Now mind you this is just something I throw out there - of course I had none of this inner self talk, and didn't even have an idea how profound such interactions would be..... then one day they happened. Elegant Grace found me, found me where I least expected it, and when I least expected it. An affirmation so intense I found solice and just cried..... not from sadness but from (gosh I won't describe this appropriately) a shear overwhelming sense of the feeling of being home, and being where one belongs, and knowing HE (God our Savior) is beside me, guiding me.
So you ask, Elegant Grace? Come on, what does it mean. Well, again, hard to explain. Elegant Grace (as best as I can humanly describe it) is the combination of a persons experience in life (an elderly person) that has manifested to something glorious, something so sincere, honest, breathtaking, open, appreciative, and loving far beyond what any words could describe (at least by this writer). It's almost as if you can see HIM in and through their eyes, feel HIM in their words. Then that connection is made that is so intense the world stops around you. You are ever present.
This experience of Elegant Grace first came to me one day as I sat holding the hand of a woman dieing. So unafraid (she was). Asking of me questions directly to me about dieing, about did 'I know she was dying', about what I thought, about her fears. I have no idea how long I sat with her (it didn't matter). Only that moment mattered.
I remember the day she passed, I remember seeing her, not saying a word to her, our eyes meeting, knowing she was on her way home. It was as if HE spoke to me himself through her eyes and told me so. I felt an overwhelming sense of "joy" for her, she knew, she was okay, and HE was with her. Through that moment our eye meet, we said goodbye. She was a vision of HIS glory, and she smiled a smile I will never forget. Within 5 minutes she was gone. I found solice, I cried....
It was on that day that my journey began, and continues through repeated and numerous interactions. Yes I am beginning to understand the voice over the bullhorn....... "Attention, attention, you will be interacting with the elderly population of your community. This experience will transform you." ..... "You will find something from these interactions that will astound you, amaze you... provide your heart with an appreciation you've never quite felt before".
This my friends is Elegant Grace. This my friends is an experience that only HE can provide, in HIS time, something I find hard calling an experience, but rather a Blessing from above.
If for not one day I implore you to seek the interactions within the day and see beyond the world as we see it, but look deeper .... and I truly believe you too will find Elegant Grace.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
The Great Debate
The Great Debate. What was "The Great Debate"? I have no clue, nor do I wish to, however, I do know that I enjoy lively conversation with a variety of folks and different walks of life. Isn't that what makes the world go round? Some would say yes, some would say I don't know, and some happen to think it does. What do you think.
Sunday morning, brisk air, a hot cup of coffee, a local Starbucks and a group of folks from all walks of life. What an enlightening and wonderful way to spend a lazy Sunday morn. Everything from politics, to good looking men, and women, and let's not forget the vineyards, the world travelers, the firemen, policeman, professors, administrators, nurses, psychologists, puzzle pros....... and whew... let me take a breath. Yes there is more! All in one spot? Oh yes, and what a lively and fun conversation it is - I look forward to my Sunday mornings. And can you believe all to be found in one location at one time.
How did this happen you ask? Well, with most things it starts with a hello. A simple word, yet a word that is taken for, I believe, for granted in our society. Hello has become an automatic thing one says when they see or pass a person, and to some, it doesn't exist. However, for this group "hello" really means "hello", and an open invitation for conversation. Harmless in and of itself, but for some it can be intimidating or even threatening.
What has become of the "art of conversation?" Has it been lost in technology? I mean I even know of a couple who text each other when in the same house! Don't laugh - I'm being serious. Whatever happened to the value of face-to-face conversation - where one can see expression, feel the tone, feel the body language and really get to know a person. An example, and it's funny because I am blogging this so you can't feel, read or see tone... But let's take the word HELLO for example. I can say the word hello in so many ways it can be friendly, it can be provocative, and it can be condescending or rude, and there is much more. So how do I ask, does one really engage in the true art of conversation through our various means of media. I believe there is value, but the value I'm talking about is the really getting to know, to feel a person, and be present and engaged. A thought to ponder.
For me, I value my Sunday mornings - I find them refreshing and fun and sometimes even exhilarating! Perhaps the world can start with a hello, and invite someone that is different from ourselves into our space if even for just a moment. One might be able to see that there really is value in the "art of conversation"
Sunday morning, brisk air, a hot cup of coffee, a local Starbucks and a group of folks from all walks of life. What an enlightening and wonderful way to spend a lazy Sunday morn. Everything from politics, to good looking men, and women, and let's not forget the vineyards, the world travelers, the firemen, policeman, professors, administrators, nurses, psychologists, puzzle pros....... and whew... let me take a breath. Yes there is more! All in one spot? Oh yes, and what a lively and fun conversation it is - I look forward to my Sunday mornings. And can you believe all to be found in one location at one time.
How did this happen you ask? Well, with most things it starts with a hello. A simple word, yet a word that is taken for, I believe, for granted in our society. Hello has become an automatic thing one says when they see or pass a person, and to some, it doesn't exist. However, for this group "hello" really means "hello", and an open invitation for conversation. Harmless in and of itself, but for some it can be intimidating or even threatening.
What has become of the "art of conversation?" Has it been lost in technology? I mean I even know of a couple who text each other when in the same house! Don't laugh - I'm being serious. Whatever happened to the value of face-to-face conversation - where one can see expression, feel the tone, feel the body language and really get to know a person. An example, and it's funny because I am blogging this so you can't feel, read or see tone... But let's take the word HELLO for example. I can say the word hello in so many ways it can be friendly, it can be provocative, and it can be condescending or rude, and there is much more. So how do I ask, does one really engage in the true art of conversation through our various means of media. I believe there is value, but the value I'm talking about is the really getting to know, to feel a person, and be present and engaged. A thought to ponder.
For me, I value my Sunday mornings - I find them refreshing and fun and sometimes even exhilarating! Perhaps the world can start with a hello, and invite someone that is different from ourselves into our space if even for just a moment. One might be able to see that there really is value in the "art of conversation"
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Lazy Days and Yesterdays
Ah......... it's that time of year when the seasons are indecisive. Not quite Fall, but not summer "heat hot" anymore either. To me it's the perfect time of year, the time of year where I feel "lazy days" more often then not, and a time of year when I find myself pondering "yesterdays". Why is that?
Well, I don't know the answer to that. I often tell myself that "yesterdays" are gone, and "today" is the present! So live in it! However, and I say however cautiously, our yesterdays have sometimes left imprints of lost loves, lost opportunities, and sometimes just unanswered questions. THIS is WHERE I find myself pondering, thinking, analyzing........ oh how I analyze (okay, OVER-analyze some things)... is that bad? good? or indifferent? Another question I put out there. It's almost like a good book you were reading and had a chapter or two left, and you never finished...... hmmmmmmmm. Unfinished business perhaps, I don't know.
So here's how all this came to me today, as I sat with the group of ladies and gents that I sit with each Saturday morning. In life you will remember and smile from the things you did in life vs. the things you thought you should have done (something like that). So, hmmmm, an interesting concept for me. I tend to like things wrapped up, a start, a middle, a finish......... so that just throws a complete curve ball into my project management style approach to life. But, but, but, but.... it wasn't part of the plan! How can you take that chapter or book away (sometimes not by my choice), when it's not finished. I ponder this.
So for today, I will smile at, and remember the things I've done/seen/been in life. I can't promise that I won't ever ponder over lost loves, lost opportunities, and yes... sometimes just unanswered questions. I will though, try to look at them objectively and not OVER-analyze them. Take them as a learning experience. Perhaps some of those chapters will be picked up later in life, perhaps some of those unread books will be complete. The lesson here is to live, today, now, and if the unread books come back full circle, then another chapter begins.
Well, I don't know the answer to that. I often tell myself that "yesterdays" are gone, and "today" is the present! So live in it! However, and I say however cautiously, our yesterdays have sometimes left imprints of lost loves, lost opportunities, and sometimes just unanswered questions. THIS is WHERE I find myself pondering, thinking, analyzing........ oh how I analyze (okay, OVER-analyze some things)... is that bad? good? or indifferent? Another question I put out there. It's almost like a good book you were reading and had a chapter or two left, and you never finished...... hmmmmmmmm. Unfinished business perhaps, I don't know.
So here's how all this came to me today, as I sat with the group of ladies and gents that I sit with each Saturday morning. In life you will remember and smile from the things you did in life vs. the things you thought you should have done (something like that). So, hmmmm, an interesting concept for me. I tend to like things wrapped up, a start, a middle, a finish......... so that just throws a complete curve ball into my project management style approach to life. But, but, but, but.... it wasn't part of the plan! How can you take that chapter or book away (sometimes not by my choice), when it's not finished. I ponder this.
So for today, I will smile at, and remember the things I've done/seen/been in life. I can't promise that I won't ever ponder over lost loves, lost opportunities, and yes... sometimes just unanswered questions. I will though, try to look at them objectively and not OVER-analyze them. Take them as a learning experience. Perhaps some of those chapters will be picked up later in life, perhaps some of those unread books will be complete. The lesson here is to live, today, now, and if the unread books come back full circle, then another chapter begins.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Early "on time", On time "late", ... "late".... well... no excuse!
Ever heard the saying if you're early you're on time. If you're on time, you'e late. You can imagine, that if you're late... well no excuse.
Well, this seems so straight forward to me, but somewhere, somehow, to others it is totally unheard of. Perhaps Fiji (spelling?) time is what the norm is. What I mean is, well I know I'm supposed to be there at 9, but you know I'm coming so I'll arrive when I arrive and when I do, be happy to see me. What?! Are you serious? Seems that Fijii (perhaps this is correct spelling) time is a generational thing. Not my generation mind you. Am I getting older? I'd like to think I'm getting wiser. I just wish that folks would follow these great words of wisdom passed on to me from my mother... "If you're early, you're on time".... "If you're on time, you're late"...... and "If you're late, well no excuse"....
My hope is that these words of wisdom somehow penetrate the generation that seems to think right on time is on time, and a little late is okay........ Oh...... this is a two hands to forhead type of thing for me...... ("K" I think you may remember what I mean..... 2 hands to the forhead and you throw yourself back in your chair and just say "no, no, no......."). Okay, enough about my peeves and time, or lack of respect for time and others. Signing off for now.
Well, this seems so straight forward to me, but somewhere, somehow, to others it is totally unheard of. Perhaps Fiji (spelling?) time is what the norm is. What I mean is, well I know I'm supposed to be there at 9, but you know I'm coming so I'll arrive when I arrive and when I do, be happy to see me. What?! Are you serious? Seems that Fijii (perhaps this is correct spelling) time is a generational thing. Not my generation mind you. Am I getting older? I'd like to think I'm getting wiser. I just wish that folks would follow these great words of wisdom passed on to me from my mother... "If you're early, you're on time".... "If you're on time, you're late"...... and "If you're late, well no excuse"....
My hope is that these words of wisdom somehow penetrate the generation that seems to think right on time is on time, and a little late is okay........ Oh...... this is a two hands to forhead type of thing for me...... ("K" I think you may remember what I mean..... 2 hands to the forhead and you throw yourself back in your chair and just say "no, no, no......."). Okay, enough about my peeves and time, or lack of respect for time and others. Signing off for now.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Hazy and Hot
Okay, so it was either "hazy and hot" or "phone home". That is the title for today's blog. Where did "phone home" or "hazy and hot" come from? Well... I'd like to say...... ah.... don't ask, don't tell is the response to that.
Like any good writer, one has to write "something" each and every day. It's like an athlete who trains for the olympics (okay, writing is not an athletic sport), but you get my drift. Practice, patience, and most importantly daily practice. For writers, that means pen to paper or fingers to keyboard... or both.
So let's get back to hazy and hot or phone home. I asked a certain person in my household... what should I title the blog for today... and the response was Phone Home. LOL..... then Hazy and Hot (which is another funny story - perhaps I'll share sometime, but not today). So out of the two... let's go with Phone Home.
What comes to mind when one hears "phone home"? I think of the movie E.T. Others may think of a loved one on vacation or off to college that should phone home. Or perhaps phone home means something more, who knows... for me, it can mean checking in with ones self. Getting oneself grounded, checking in to your inner self, being true to your inner self and answering the truth within yourself. We could get really deep here.
I think for now though, I'm going to ponder the thought of 'phone home' and what it could mean to me..... until the next blog...... let's hope your day is not too hazy or hot. Or... maybe hazy and hot is a good thing. (LOL.. had to throw that in).. later!
Like any good writer, one has to write "something" each and every day. It's like an athlete who trains for the olympics (okay, writing is not an athletic sport), but you get my drift. Practice, patience, and most importantly daily practice. For writers, that means pen to paper or fingers to keyboard... or both.
So let's get back to hazy and hot or phone home. I asked a certain person in my household... what should I title the blog for today... and the response was Phone Home. LOL..... then Hazy and Hot (which is another funny story - perhaps I'll share sometime, but not today). So out of the two... let's go with Phone Home.
What comes to mind when one hears "phone home"? I think of the movie E.T. Others may think of a loved one on vacation or off to college that should phone home. Or perhaps phone home means something more, who knows... for me, it can mean checking in with ones self. Getting oneself grounded, checking in to your inner self, being true to your inner self and answering the truth within yourself. We could get really deep here.
I think for now though, I'm going to ponder the thought of 'phone home' and what it could mean to me..... until the next blog...... let's hope your day is not too hazy or hot. Or... maybe hazy and hot is a good thing. (LOL.. had to throw that in).. later!
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Did someone say "turn up the heat?"
Whew! When Mother Nature wants to turn on the heat, she really turns on the heat. Now mind you it could be worse, we could have the humidity to go with it. That is where I think I'd draw the line and say strip off the clothes and just be naked. Naked, naked, naked... if it keeps you cool, then hey - there you go. But just the thought of all the naked bodies.... eeeeuuu! Back to reality. Although I have to say some bodies where kinda cool (ah-hem... I'm not dead). I digress.... There has to be other ways to keep cool though (besides the obvious of stripping down to one's birthday suit)... really one must get creative.
Mind you I've tried many creative ideas, and some have worked, and some have not. I even tried the turning on a fan behind a block of ice (yeah... I know... goofy)... but you won't know unless you try it. Then there is the water the yard syndrome. What I mean is one waters the yard sun-up to sun-down just to feel the cool water running on their feet (thus bringing the body core down for a short time). Of course there is always the cold shower (not the typical cold shower - wink), but the cold shower just to cool off. One shower, two shower, three shower, even four! What really sucks about the yard approach and the shower approach is ... well it uses alot of water and we are in the midst of water rationing in this state! Oye! How about this one, open the freezer, insert head for 10 seconds and "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"... Don't laugh, I've done this too. So I ask, any other ideas on how to keep cool. I'd love to hear your creative thoughts and/or ideas.
For now I think I'm headed to the water the yard syndrome, followed by shower #2, and shortly thereafter shower #3, #4, #5, #6.......... will it ever stop? So who's idea was it to turn up the heat anyway?
Mind you I've tried many creative ideas, and some have worked, and some have not. I even tried the turning on a fan behind a block of ice (yeah... I know... goofy)... but you won't know unless you try it. Then there is the water the yard syndrome. What I mean is one waters the yard sun-up to sun-down just to feel the cool water running on their feet (thus bringing the body core down for a short time). Of course there is always the cold shower (not the typical cold shower - wink), but the cold shower just to cool off. One shower, two shower, three shower, even four! What really sucks about the yard approach and the shower approach is ... well it uses alot of water and we are in the midst of water rationing in this state! Oye! How about this one, open the freezer, insert head for 10 seconds and "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"... Don't laugh, I've done this too. So I ask, any other ideas on how to keep cool. I'd love to hear your creative thoughts and/or ideas.
For now I think I'm headed to the water the yard syndrome, followed by shower #2, and shortly thereafter shower #3, #4, #5, #6.......... will it ever stop? So who's idea was it to turn up the heat anyway?
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Who are you?
Whooooooooooooo are you? Who, who, who who!? I really want to know.... who are you? Remember that song? By none other than 'The Who'. Not a bad song when you think of it.
We are born, somewhere in elementary school we want to be fireman, or a policeman, or a ballerina, or a doctor, etc. etc. Then we hit middle school, things change, and then they may even change again in High School. Oh... and in High School and our early 20's we THINK we know exactly what it is we want to do, be, go, have happen, make happen, etc. And Life just happens... sometimes not as we dreamed or thought it would be. How could this be? Who dealt me this hand.... the question is "who are you?"
Really... just who are you? I have been pondering that very question for the past few months, perhaps even the past year, or more. Just when I think I know "who I am" , I surprise myself and I morph yet again.... luckily I hope in a positive direction, for myself and those around me. Can one really know who they are totally? I would like to say that one can become comfortable with one's self, set healthy boundaries, and know what works and doesn't.... but alas! Something happens that makes one wonder.......
So..... for this day I am still pondering that age old question, that question sung by 'The Who'...... just Who are you?
We are born, somewhere in elementary school we want to be fireman, or a policeman, or a ballerina, or a doctor, etc. etc. Then we hit middle school, things change, and then they may even change again in High School. Oh... and in High School and our early 20's we THINK we know exactly what it is we want to do, be, go, have happen, make happen, etc. And Life just happens... sometimes not as we dreamed or thought it would be. How could this be? Who dealt me this hand.... the question is "who are you?"
Really... just who are you? I have been pondering that very question for the past few months, perhaps even the past year, or more. Just when I think I know "who I am" , I surprise myself and I morph yet again.... luckily I hope in a positive direction, for myself and those around me. Can one really know who they are totally? I would like to say that one can become comfortable with one's self, set healthy boundaries, and know what works and doesn't.... but alas! Something happens that makes one wonder.......
So..... for this day I am still pondering that age old question, that question sung by 'The Who'...... just Who are you?
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Springbreak Mania
What is it about Spring Break that drives millions of folks to take to the hwys and byways to various adventerous locations? Is it that feeling of "Ahhhhh... Spring is in the air, let's go" OR is it "Let's do it now before Summer scorches us"? Could be either, could be neither, and it could just be... well, that it simply is what it is.
Well, I'm one of those that like to venture on Spring Break. A time to be with loved ones and family on a road trip to Disneyland, to Mideivel Times Castles, or perhaps a Pirates Adventure. Now this is just a few of the many amusement parks that California has to offer. For me, it's a time to suck it up (or try at least - lol), and to pretend I'm 21 again and able to ride the rides that flip and swirl your body into positions it probably should never be in. Hey... it's the thrill, the adrelanine, the ah..... what am I thinking... it's just plain crazy! But, what the heck.
I have to say part of the venture made me feel young again, and part of it made me feel, well my age. Standing in line with 20-something year olds (probably mid 20's), looking at the couples hand in hand, smiling into each other's eyes, and thinking..... "My God they are only 15!". Oh no.... I'm old, they are not 15, they are 23, 24, 25... and I have to ask myself... "What were you doing my dear at that age"? I won't answer that but those that know me and my 20-something years... try not to laugh too hard or loud. So I start to look at the 40-something and 50-something women that are trying despartely to be 20-something. Low tops, too short of shorts, and come on... no matter how well you care for your body, some things at 50-something should not be hanging out there. Mile long cleavage and bellys that should be kept covered. I had a revelation, and it was like a zoom in of a movie..... "OMG...... I'm turning into my Mother! OMG... someone help me! How could this be?" You know though, after I stopped hyper-ventilating at the thought of becoming Mom, I really had to smile, my Mom's really really cool!
I realized that these past few days that my child is growing up.... FAST! To see one's child go on rollercoasters that I, well thought of going on (I mean I had to protect my child on the ride, I HAD to go)... but when I got up close, said ah... no... let's not, but those little eyes said, "come on Mom, I'm not a baby anymore"... So I took a deep breath, prayed 10 Hail Mary's, 1,000 Our Fathers, prayed to Saint Peter, Saint Micheal, Saint Anthony, and many more Saints I made up... I watched my child slowly get in line and go on, what I felt was a "Death Machine" (well, come on - at 40-something that's what they look like). I found out my child survived, and loved it so much went back on again! How could this be, I couldn't possibly hold my breath for another round of that ride. But I did, oh with the grace of all the patron Saints I prayed to that moment. Mom & Dad would be proud at the number of impromptu prayers I was able to come up with (some very eloquent - at least in my minds eye).
Well, we made it through the mazes, the ups and the downs, the water rides and dry rides... not to mention the Churros, the Pink Cotton Candy, and the indulgent dinners we had while out on our venture. So for today, I sit and reflect, on a past few days (that flew by oh so quickly), but will remain in my heart forever. And... I have to say, I'm amazed that I can hold my breath for as long as I can while waiting for that familiar face to get off the ride,... it really is a FUN ride afterall, I suppose it's all a matter of age and one's perspective.
Well, I'm one of those that like to venture on Spring Break. A time to be with loved ones and family on a road trip to Disneyland, to Mideivel Times Castles, or perhaps a Pirates Adventure. Now this is just a few of the many amusement parks that California has to offer. For me, it's a time to suck it up (or try at least - lol), and to pretend I'm 21 again and able to ride the rides that flip and swirl your body into positions it probably should never be in. Hey... it's the thrill, the adrelanine, the ah..... what am I thinking... it's just plain crazy! But, what the heck.
I have to say part of the venture made me feel young again, and part of it made me feel, well my age. Standing in line with 20-something year olds (probably mid 20's), looking at the couples hand in hand, smiling into each other's eyes, and thinking..... "My God they are only 15!". Oh no.... I'm old, they are not 15, they are 23, 24, 25... and I have to ask myself... "What were you doing my dear at that age"? I won't answer that but those that know me and my 20-something years... try not to laugh too hard or loud. So I start to look at the 40-something and 50-something women that are trying despartely to be 20-something. Low tops, too short of shorts, and come on... no matter how well you care for your body, some things at 50-something should not be hanging out there. Mile long cleavage and bellys that should be kept covered. I had a revelation, and it was like a zoom in of a movie..... "OMG...... I'm turning into my Mother! OMG... someone help me! How could this be?" You know though, after I stopped hyper-ventilating at the thought of becoming Mom, I really had to smile, my Mom's really really cool!
I realized that these past few days that my child is growing up.... FAST! To see one's child go on rollercoasters that I, well thought of going on (I mean I had to protect my child on the ride, I HAD to go)... but when I got up close, said ah... no... let's not, but those little eyes said, "come on Mom, I'm not a baby anymore"... So I took a deep breath, prayed 10 Hail Mary's, 1,000 Our Fathers, prayed to Saint Peter, Saint Micheal, Saint Anthony, and many more Saints I made up... I watched my child slowly get in line and go on, what I felt was a "Death Machine" (well, come on - at 40-something that's what they look like). I found out my child survived, and loved it so much went back on again! How could this be, I couldn't possibly hold my breath for another round of that ride. But I did, oh with the grace of all the patron Saints I prayed to that moment. Mom & Dad would be proud at the number of impromptu prayers I was able to come up with (some very eloquent - at least in my minds eye).
Well, we made it through the mazes, the ups and the downs, the water rides and dry rides... not to mention the Churros, the Pink Cotton Candy, and the indulgent dinners we had while out on our venture. So for today, I sit and reflect, on a past few days (that flew by oh so quickly), but will remain in my heart forever. And... I have to say, I'm amazed that I can hold my breath for as long as I can while waiting for that familiar face to get off the ride,... it really is a FUN ride afterall, I suppose it's all a matter of age and one's perspective.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Right....... Right.......
Okay, I have to admit I was laughing out loud when I titled this post "Right........ Right........". Only a few of you know the TRUE meaning of "Right..........Right......." and where it originated from. Hi "K"! Hi "M"! I'm sure "K" has shared with "M" and I may have shared with "M" myself.... but you know... I'm feeling a bit goofy today and seeing "K's" comment made me smile and I thought of "right, right..." and that day way back in '97 or '98 (somewhere around that timeframe - I've lost track)
Oh what an interesting time that was for me........ feeling good, feeling good about myself, my life, where I was going and then I get this "right, right" coming at me..... I'd like to think that was a test of temptation (from the dark side), but to me it was more of a shocker than anything... knocked me right over that day ('member that "K"?). I digress. Another post, another time, perhaps another lifetime.
Today is Monday, here I am posting at 8:12 a.m. - Yes, no work today. NO punching the clock, taking breaks, and meal-periods, total freedom to choose what I'd like to do today. Which made me think, honestly, what it would feel like to be retired. To do things that matter to one, to be involved in things that matter to ones self. Ah..... for a moment I fantasized... for a moment. Then SNAP, back to reality, you get a week 'hon, just a week. I'll take it! So what's on the agenda? Oh...... I plan to venture out into the land of RETAIL. I know I'll hear laughter, for those of you that know I'd rather do my shopping online then at a RETAIL store. Perhaps in age I am becoming more venturesome ... but it is probably more I'm becoming more relaxed and looking at the whole outing as a venture in and of itself. NOT to mention I'll have great company with me! Okay, okay, honestly... I've outgrown my jeans.. the one pair I have (ROFLOL)
So..... not much of a post today, no deep thoughts, except for the funny thought of "Right... Right".... which only a few will ever know about. And you know, I have to say I shouldn't laugh at that, but every now and then I do.... because what fun is life if we can't laugh at ourself and the situations we come across.
Until the next post - have a great day, smile lots, and laugh often!
Oh what an interesting time that was for me........ feeling good, feeling good about myself, my life, where I was going and then I get this "right, right" coming at me..... I'd like to think that was a test of temptation (from the dark side), but to me it was more of a shocker than anything... knocked me right over that day ('member that "K"?). I digress. Another post, another time, perhaps another lifetime.
Today is Monday, here I am posting at 8:12 a.m. - Yes, no work today. NO punching the clock, taking breaks, and meal-periods, total freedom to choose what I'd like to do today. Which made me think, honestly, what it would feel like to be retired. To do things that matter to one, to be involved in things that matter to ones self. Ah..... for a moment I fantasized... for a moment. Then SNAP, back to reality, you get a week 'hon, just a week. I'll take it! So what's on the agenda? Oh...... I plan to venture out into the land of RETAIL. I know I'll hear laughter, for those of you that know I'd rather do my shopping online then at a RETAIL store. Perhaps in age I am becoming more venturesome ... but it is probably more I'm becoming more relaxed and looking at the whole outing as a venture in and of itself. NOT to mention I'll have great company with me! Okay, okay, honestly... I've outgrown my jeans.. the one pair I have (ROFLOL)
So..... not much of a post today, no deep thoughts, except for the funny thought of "Right... Right".... which only a few will ever know about. And you know, I have to say I shouldn't laugh at that, but every now and then I do.... because what fun is life if we can't laugh at ourself and the situations we come across.
Until the next post - have a great day, smile lots, and laugh often!
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Easter Blessings
Easter Blessings to all who may read my Blog today. Easter... a time of renewed Faith. Easter... a time for you to rise above what may be holding you down, holding you back (from happiness, from health, from life).... yes, you can do it. No matter how difficult it may seem, now is the time to take that leap of Faith. To trust in HIM.
As humans we always want to know "what, how, and when". But with Faith one needs only know the "What" ( and sometimes we don't know that, but hey it's okay) and then TRUST in HIM that he will show you the How and When (of course this is in his time). Back in 2003 I took a leap of Faith, I trusted HIM, I trusted Family, and here I am today - happy, in a healthy place, and yes able to care for one's self. Back then I just knew it was impossible. I mean I thought how can I? I mean I only can this or can that. I only wish I had trusted him sooner. But that's okay, important thing is I trusted and as scary as it was not knowing the how or when it would seem okay again... I knew WHAT I had to do. Gods grace and the blessing of my child gave me the courage to forge ahead... ahead to the unknown.... but to something better.
FAMILY - oh the Blessing of family. God blessed me with family to help me, to gently be there, and for a place of refuge. However, the safest refuge was knowing that GOD would not let me down, if I were to believe, if I were to trust, and if I were to do my best to follow his teachings. I know God has much work to do with me yet, and that's okay.... the many Blessings that come with the pruning and shearing of one's life may be painful or difficult but in the end... HE will never let you down and if one listens He will guide you. Family will be there, God will be there. So during this Easter Time of new beginnings, and for many renewed Faith - I pray for those that have struggles, and worries, or hardships in relationships (with family, friends, wifes, husbands, etc) - that HE will help them see what they need to do, where they need to be even if that means starting anew. God is good, and his grace will always be by your side.
I have much pruning and shearing for ones self in this lifetime. My prayer and thought for today is that we all accept and be true to one's self -- even if that acceptance means not knowing the outcome -- I truly believe God will guide one there.
Happy Easter to my wonderful Family and my Friends. Without you, without Gods guiding grace, life would seem senseless and lost.
As humans we always want to know "what, how, and when". But with Faith one needs only know the "What" ( and sometimes we don't know that, but hey it's okay) and then TRUST in HIM that he will show you the How and When (of course this is in his time). Back in 2003 I took a leap of Faith, I trusted HIM, I trusted Family, and here I am today - happy, in a healthy place, and yes able to care for one's self. Back then I just knew it was impossible. I mean I thought how can I? I mean I only can this or can that. I only wish I had trusted him sooner. But that's okay, important thing is I trusted and as scary as it was not knowing the how or when it would seem okay again... I knew WHAT I had to do. Gods grace and the blessing of my child gave me the courage to forge ahead... ahead to the unknown.... but to something better.
FAMILY - oh the Blessing of family. God blessed me with family to help me, to gently be there, and for a place of refuge. However, the safest refuge was knowing that GOD would not let me down, if I were to believe, if I were to trust, and if I were to do my best to follow his teachings. I know God has much work to do with me yet, and that's okay.... the many Blessings that come with the pruning and shearing of one's life may be painful or difficult but in the end... HE will never let you down and if one listens He will guide you. Family will be there, God will be there. So during this Easter Time of new beginnings, and for many renewed Faith - I pray for those that have struggles, and worries, or hardships in relationships (with family, friends, wifes, husbands, etc) - that HE will help them see what they need to do, where they need to be even if that means starting anew. God is good, and his grace will always be by your side.
I have much pruning and shearing for ones self in this lifetime. My prayer and thought for today is that we all accept and be true to one's self -- even if that acceptance means not knowing the outcome -- I truly believe God will guide one there.
Happy Easter to my wonderful Family and my Friends. Without you, without Gods guiding grace, life would seem senseless and lost.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Take II - Planes, Trains and Automobiles... but what about Love?
Okay, so I didn't quite write last night. That's okay, really, my mind was pretty much turned off by the end of the day. Much of my energy shared with the various folks that I'm so blessed to have contact with each day (That's another story in and of itself... lucky am I).
Planes, Trains and Automobiles... it's basically how we get from point A to point B (mind you I exculed skateboards, scooters, motorcycles, go carts,.... you get my point). What got me on this train of though (no pun intended here) was a song I heard on the radio by Brad Paisley... something about if Love were a Plane, no one would get on. I thought, hmm.... why not? I mean the Plane, or the Train, or the Automobile usually take you someplace exciting right? Someplace one wants to venture to, to explore, to relax, to unwind, etc etc. So why wouldn't you hop on a plane if "Love were a plane". Good question! Well, needless to say the song caught my attention.
Imagine this on your next flight. "Good afternoon, and welcome to the Love Plane. We expect that over the next 4 hours we'll encounter some form of turbelence, a drop in altitute for no given reason, and it's possible that we are going down. There's a 6 in 10 chance we won't make our destination!" OMG! So, come on, get on this plane? With a greeting like that? I think not.... but wait... we have Love.... can't we conquer the turblenece, the changes in altitude, and heaven forbid we go down! Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.......... with that thought in mind I must "sign off" for now, and continue my ramblings later (yeah, yeah, work is calling and I find myself wanting to get my thoughts out early and then I run out of time.... and no, I won't be getting up at 4am to blog - but it's a thought). I'll finish my thoughts after my duties of work. We'll get those thoughts out then.
Planes, Trains and Automobiles... it's basically how we get from point A to point B (mind you I exculed skateboards, scooters, motorcycles, go carts,.... you get my point). What got me on this train of though (no pun intended here) was a song I heard on the radio by Brad Paisley... something about if Love were a Plane, no one would get on. I thought, hmm.... why not? I mean the Plane, or the Train, or the Automobile usually take you someplace exciting right? Someplace one wants to venture to, to explore, to relax, to unwind, etc etc. So why wouldn't you hop on a plane if "Love were a plane". Good question! Well, needless to say the song caught my attention.
Imagine this on your next flight. "Good afternoon, and welcome to the Love Plane. We expect that over the next 4 hours we'll encounter some form of turbelence, a drop in altitute for no given reason, and it's possible that we are going down. There's a 6 in 10 chance we won't make our destination!" OMG! So, come on, get on this plane? With a greeting like that? I think not.... but wait... we have Love.... can't we conquer the turblenece, the changes in altitude, and heaven forbid we go down! Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.......... with that thought in mind I must "sign off" for now, and continue my ramblings later (yeah, yeah, work is calling and I find myself wanting to get my thoughts out early and then I run out of time.... and no, I won't be getting up at 4am to blog - but it's a thought). I'll finish my thoughts after my duties of work. We'll get those thoughts out then.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Planes, Trains and Automobiles... but what about Love?
For me this will be an interesting post, however, I don't have the time right now... so this evening I'll post. For this morning I get the pleasure of a "commute" - something I haven't had to do in almost 6 months... so this morning it doesn't surprise me (given the inpending commute), that my Blog Title is Planes, Trains and Automobiles... but what about love? Have to run, no time to write, or play, or just be when the hwys and byways are a calling..... later...... I write
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Have you Read?
Okay, so I'm a bit of a techno-geek when it comes to reading news, etc. I am here parked at my computer each morning and evening "reading" the news, soaking it in, what's going on here, or there, or who did what to whom. Most recently however I came across Oprah Winfrey's site and found the last couple of days writings enlightening.
Yesterday was "Tune in to Tune out"... and today "Find Happiness". I have to admit I did not read either column word for word, but the ideas put out there in both articles really has me thinking. Tune in to yourself and nature to tune out all the chaos our world has.... Find out what makes you happy, have a joy buddy! What a novel concept! It sounds so simple. It's like eat a balanced diet, get enough sleep, and stay active. 3 simple things yet so very difficult for one to achieve. So where have we gone wrong where it seems to me many have lost sight of the simple pleasures of life.
Pehaps today and every day we can start our day by counting our blessings. Having more tolerence for the less fortunate (for we can't possibly know all of their struggles or demons they are fighting).... perhaps we can smile more... and when we catch ourselves frowning undo that frown quickly - like right now immediately. Perhaps we can lend a hand before being asked. Perhaps we'll be kinder and gentler to ones self... we don't have to be super heroes to everyone - we need to be true to ourself and those that are our family (whatever your defined family may be)... I guess, through my ramblings what I am saying is to be ever thankful for the moment, for those in your life, be kind to yourself (no super heroes here), and if anything else read the past 2 articles at Oprah.com - I found them enlightening and something that just might make this world a better place.
Yesterday was "Tune in to Tune out"... and today "Find Happiness". I have to admit I did not read either column word for word, but the ideas put out there in both articles really has me thinking. Tune in to yourself and nature to tune out all the chaos our world has.... Find out what makes you happy, have a joy buddy! What a novel concept! It sounds so simple. It's like eat a balanced diet, get enough sleep, and stay active. 3 simple things yet so very difficult for one to achieve. So where have we gone wrong where it seems to me many have lost sight of the simple pleasures of life.
Pehaps today and every day we can start our day by counting our blessings. Having more tolerence for the less fortunate (for we can't possibly know all of their struggles or demons they are fighting).... perhaps we can smile more... and when we catch ourselves frowning undo that frown quickly - like right now immediately. Perhaps we can lend a hand before being asked. Perhaps we'll be kinder and gentler to ones self... we don't have to be super heroes to everyone - we need to be true to ourself and those that are our family (whatever your defined family may be)... I guess, through my ramblings what I am saying is to be ever thankful for the moment, for those in your life, be kind to yourself (no super heroes here), and if anything else read the past 2 articles at Oprah.com - I found them enlightening and something that just might make this world a better place.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Thinking...... it'll come
Tune back in later today, as my thinker is a bit sluggish this morning. I promise to write later, as I recall a gentleman friend, a brilliant published writer, who shared with me that one must write each day - just 20 minutes a day (to start) to get the creative side flowing. Thank you "M" - whatever I may continue to write later.... today is to you!
Well, here I am .... still feeling that writer's block. Oh "M" would say... Just write Barnery, Just write. However, I know when I'm feeling totally blocked and right now is one of those times. Tomorrow is yet another day, another day for inspirations and thoughts to ponder, so for today I say farewell, and happy trails until tomorrow.
Well, here I am .... still feeling that writer's block. Oh "M" would say... Just write Barnery, Just write. However, I know when I'm feeling totally blocked and right now is one of those times. Tomorrow is yet another day, another day for inspirations and thoughts to ponder, so for today I say farewell, and happy trails until tomorrow.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Lifes Transformations
I remember the day as if it were yesterday, July 26, 2003. Although it wasn't Spring, it was indeed a time of transformation, like the Seasons, a time to reflect, a time of realization.... a time to prune, a time to grow, a time to trust, a time to have Faith.
What came to me that day, July 26, 2003, were words that came to me simply as I put pen to paper. Oh for those of you that write you know what I mean when I say it's a powerful thing to put pen to paper and let your creative self just flow, no rules, no guidelines... just let it go.
This morning I was thinking (something I do often)... thinking we are merely days away from Spring, and as quickly as that thought came this paticular writing flashed in to my mind as if it were a movie close-up. One can interpret that the below writing is about the different seasons mother nature shows us, however, when the writing came to me it was more about the transformation of self.
"Untitled"
Time is passing by so quickly
A warp between time
The heart of summer is upon us
Melting what's cold, warming the senses
Fall is knocking on the door
A time when nature's in transition, showing off her beauty
All in God's Glory
So with this thought this day I leave you with a thought to ponder... a thought about life. Think of a garden - how it's tended, cared for. The trees the bushes the shubery are constantly pruned and cared for. Each year they continue to grow and transform beautifully, even more so than the year past. How magnificently wonderful would that be if we all were to treat ourselves and each other in this way.
Oh don't be afraid to shine, to prune yourself where you need pruning, and to grow in Faith and self more than the year before. You may just find that your inner self is bursting with color... if only given the chance.
What came to me that day, July 26, 2003, were words that came to me simply as I put pen to paper. Oh for those of you that write you know what I mean when I say it's a powerful thing to put pen to paper and let your creative self just flow, no rules, no guidelines... just let it go.
This morning I was thinking (something I do often)... thinking we are merely days away from Spring, and as quickly as that thought came this paticular writing flashed in to my mind as if it were a movie close-up. One can interpret that the below writing is about the different seasons mother nature shows us, however, when the writing came to me it was more about the transformation of self.
"Untitled"
Time is passing by so quickly
A warp between time
The heart of summer is upon us
Melting what's cold, warming the senses
Fall is knocking on the door
A time when nature's in transition, showing off her beauty
All in God's Glory
So with this thought this day I leave you with a thought to ponder... a thought about life. Think of a garden - how it's tended, cared for. The trees the bushes the shubery are constantly pruned and cared for. Each year they continue to grow and transform beautifully, even more so than the year past. How magnificently wonderful would that be if we all were to treat ourselves and each other in this way.
Oh don't be afraid to shine, to prune yourself where you need pruning, and to grow in Faith and self more than the year before. You may just find that your inner self is bursting with color... if only given the chance.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Spiritual Helpers
Ever wonder about a power more powerful than one's self? Than mother nature? Than our universe as we know it? Perhaps you have, pehaps you haven't, but I believe it's there. I believe in God, and spiritual helpers, and that it's through our spiritual helpers (call them an Ultimate Guide.... Oh how the travel agencies would love to use this) as well as our Faith, that we are guided here in our earthly forms as well as our afterlife with Him. Wow! Let me sit and soak that in. That's really BIG when you think about it.
So, you ask, how does it work? Is it something you tune in on your iPod, or IPhone, or DVD, record by DVR, or is it a mysterious blessing you get at church, perhaps something you earn? What is, or better yet, what are spiritual helpers. Can you order it as a dessert, or does it only come with Sunday brunch. Hmmmmmmmm..... so what are spiritual helpers.
Well, I suppose we all have an interpretation to that question- and some will just say.... okay, you've finally flown over the cuckos nest with this one Barney, but still one must ponder.
First, let's take the definition of "spiritual". I decided to google "define spiritual". This is what was returned.
* religious: concerned with sacred matters or religion or the church; "religious texts"; "a member of a religious order"; "lords temporal and ...
* concerned with or affecting the spirit or soul; "a spiritual approach to life"; "spiritual fulfillment"; "spiritual values"; "unearthly love"
*lacking material body or form or substance; "spiritual beings"; "the vital transcendental soul belonging to the spiritual realm"-Lewis Mumford
*apparitional: resembling or characteristic of a phantom; "a ghostly face at the window"; "a phantasmal presence in the room"; "spectral emanations"; "spiritual tappings at a seance"
Well, this is pretty clear, right? I would like to think that spiritual helpers are those transcendental souls that belong to the spiritual realm. They are ever present I believe, if one is open to receive. Now, don't get me wrong, you can't just turn a switch on and say "okay spirit helpers" can you this or that or guide me through this or that. Remember this is something GREATER than ourselves, than our human form. One must be in touch with nature, with one's inner self, with God, and OPEN to the senses outside of what we commonly know as our six senses.
In essense, and forgive me for my ramblings, spiritual helpers are there, guiding us, talking to us, providing subtle clues and direction for us, so that we may in turn become spiritual even within our human form.
So I ask you, the next time you feel that little nudge or that "gut feeling", you may indeed be tuning in to your spiritual helper.
So, you ask, how does it work? Is it something you tune in on your iPod, or IPhone, or DVD, record by DVR, or is it a mysterious blessing you get at church, perhaps something you earn? What is, or better yet, what are spiritual helpers. Can you order it as a dessert, or does it only come with Sunday brunch. Hmmmmmmmm..... so what are spiritual helpers.
Well, I suppose we all have an interpretation to that question- and some will just say.... okay, you've finally flown over the cuckos nest with this one Barney, but still one must ponder.
First, let's take the definition of "spiritual". I decided to google "define spiritual". This is what was returned.
* religious: concerned with sacred matters or religion or the church; "religious texts"; "a member of a religious order"; "lords temporal and ...
* concerned with or affecting the spirit or soul; "a spiritual approach to life"; "spiritual fulfillment"; "spiritual values"; "unearthly love"
*lacking material body or form or substance; "spiritual beings"; "the vital transcendental soul belonging to the spiritual realm"-Lewis Mumford
*apparitional: resembling or characteristic of a phantom; "a ghostly face at the window"; "a phantasmal presence in the room"; "spectral emanations"; "spiritual tappings at a seance"
Well, this is pretty clear, right? I would like to think that spiritual helpers are those transcendental souls that belong to the spiritual realm. They are ever present I believe, if one is open to receive. Now, don't get me wrong, you can't just turn a switch on and say "okay spirit helpers" can you this or that or guide me through this or that. Remember this is something GREATER than ourselves, than our human form. One must be in touch with nature, with one's inner self, with God, and OPEN to the senses outside of what we commonly know as our six senses.
In essense, and forgive me for my ramblings, spiritual helpers are there, guiding us, talking to us, providing subtle clues and direction for us, so that we may in turn become spiritual even within our human form.
So I ask you, the next time you feel that little nudge or that "gut feeling", you may indeed be tuning in to your spiritual helper.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Don't Worry, Be Happy
Okay, deep breath, I'm not that technical to those of you that I said "Hey visit my Blog"... and if you went there it was gone. Call it a Technical Difficulty - one I'd like to say was the computer, but alas I cannot tell a lie... user error! Yikes, did I say that? User Error. Well you know Barney is new to all of this. I digress...
This morning I awoke with a very "grumpy" person (that person being myself).... call it lack of good sleep, not enough Jo, Java, coffee etc in my system yet, yada, yada, yada.... However.... I could not get the song "Don't Worry, Be Happy" by musician Bobby McFerrin out of my head. Ever heard of that song? I'm sure you have. So I thought, you know, life is good. Immediately something came to mind that one of my siblings shared with me just yesterday (intuitive and incredibly on time this one is). "If you find yourself worrying about someone or something just say a prayer!". How incredibly easy is that? I'd like to think that we all know the power of prayer, and for any non-believers I pray for you too. I must conclude that saying a prayer is the best approach. For "worriers" (unlike myself, yeah right - no jabs here from others), just say a little prayer. That person, or situation receives the blessing of that prayer from something greater and more powerful then ourself. And guess what!? The "worrier" (you know what's in it for me - sorry could not resist Corporate brainwash through the years), anyhow, the "worrier" gets the benefit of saying that prayer and knowing that person or situation is receiving.
In short, I think that "Don't Worry, Be Happy" is really saying "say a prayer"... let it go, release it, and you'll realize that "hey, life is Good"
This morning I awoke with a very "grumpy" person (that person being myself).... call it lack of good sleep, not enough Jo, Java, coffee etc in my system yet, yada, yada, yada.... However.... I could not get the song "Don't Worry, Be Happy" by musician Bobby McFerrin out of my head. Ever heard of that song? I'm sure you have. So I thought, you know, life is good. Immediately something came to mind that one of my siblings shared with me just yesterday (intuitive and incredibly on time this one is). "If you find yourself worrying about someone or something just say a prayer!". How incredibly easy is that? I'd like to think that we all know the power of prayer, and for any non-believers I pray for you too. I must conclude that saying a prayer is the best approach. For "worriers" (unlike myself, yeah right - no jabs here from others), just say a little prayer. That person, or situation receives the blessing of that prayer from something greater and more powerful then ourself. And guess what!? The "worrier" (you know what's in it for me - sorry could not resist Corporate brainwash through the years), anyhow, the "worrier" gets the benefit of saying that prayer and knowing that person or situation is receiving.
In short, I think that "Don't Worry, Be Happy" is really saying "say a prayer"... let it go, release it, and you'll realize that "hey, life is Good"
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