Friday, September 30, 2011
INNERWORDS MESSENGER, a Newsletter to Spark your Inner Journey by Suzanne Harrill, M.Ed that magically and pleasantly appears in my mail box each season. It always provides such insightful and thought provoking articles and goodies that I always read it through right away. This edition holds true to the Newsletter and got me to delve in right away to read about Awareness. All of the articles are powerful and captivating.
Expand Your Consciousness to Change Your Life, is the title of the first article. Hmmm, let me check this out! As I read and re-read, I began to share the articles and the Newsletter with different people. The article below, Living a Thankful Life is from the Goodies Section. I am sharing with you, my Blogosphere family. Check out Innerwords and subscribe to the Newsletter, I think you will enjoy it too.
Living a Thankful Life
Heavy rains remind us of challenges in life. Rather than ask for a lighter rain, seek a better umbrella. That is attitude.
When flood comes, fish eat ants and when flood recedes, ants eat fish. Only time matters, just hold on, the Divine gives opportunity to everyone!
Life is not about finding the right person, but creating the right relationship. It's not about how we care in the beginning, but how much we grow and nourish one another in a relationship.
Some people always throw stones in your path. It depends on you what you make with them - wall or bridge? Remember you are the architect of your life.
Every problem has (n+1) solutions, where n is the number of solutions that you have tried and 1 is that you have not tried. That’s life.
‘Search a beautiful heart, not a beautiful face,’ because beautiful things won’t last forever, and a golden heart does always.
It’s not important to hold all the good cards in life. But it’s important how well you play with the cards which you hold.
Often when we lose all hope and think this is the end, the Divine whispers, ‘Relax dear, it’s just a bend, not the end. Have Faith and have a successful life.’
One of the basic differences between the Divine and human is, the Divine gives, gives, gives and forgives. But human gets, gets, gets and forgets. Be thankful in life.
Thank you Suzanne Harrill! I am thankful for you and your inspired words.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
I think about the words in this way:
Sunday, September 11, 2011
As we screamed and motioned to others on the floor that a plane crashed in the Twin Towers, we scrambled to tune the radio to learn what was going on. As the news spread through the office and we looked on exasperated….. “Oh, oh no… another plane hit the other Tower.” “What the hell….” 1010 WINS kicked in and John Montone, I believe said, New York is under attack…….. What we saw as a horrific accident was now clear, not an accident but a deliberate act of terrorism. Oh no, it’s no accident... it’s a terror attack on New York City. “Dear God, what’s happening,” someone in the room said as we watched the flames and smoke rise in the sky.
Needless to say shock, panic, awe, grief and fear kicked in. I gasped again, oh my God; my daughter is in school in the city. Now all our attention now turned to reaching out to family and loved ones to check in, spread the news, breathe, strategize ……. the rest is history.
I called my husband, with all the calm I could muster and said, “Two planes just flew into the Twin Towers, I just watched it out the window. You have to go get the kids. I will stay on the phone to reach the school in the city.” At the time the other kids were in the Bronx. I was numb.
I was frantic as I was unable to reach my daughter by cell phone and the school phone was incessantly busy. I couldn’t panic. I had to stay calm to learn what was happening and how I could get to my daughter. My husband went to get the kids in the Bronx while I tried to reach the school in the city. I was back and forth on the phone with my husband asking if I had gotten through to the school. He was also calling the school from his cell phone, with spotty service, and with no luck. I had to keep him calm and distracted from wanting to go downtown to get our first born. Finally I got an answer from the school and was reassured that the school was OK, it was in the 90’s and the children would be kept in the building and cared for until further notice. I hurriedly relayed the information to my husband. Some relief! I could breathe now. My mom got through to me around 11:30 and frantically screamed my name twice and asked where are you, where are the kids, is everyone alright. “Yes, Ma, we’re OK,” I said. I had to be calm for her too. She would be the relay to the rest of the family.
We were glued to the radio in the office listening to all of the damage and devastation in the city. I kept praying, Lord, be merciful…spear and comfort those in harms way. Comfort the parents and the children and grant us peace.
I have mixed emotions about not making the trip to the city that day but not looking beyond but being grateful that I followed the urge to avoid the meeting. I am forever grateful that I was far away from that place, yet sad and dismayed for all those who were in and around the Twin Towers. My constant prayers and well wishes that grace and peace will abide with you, who suffered the unbearable losses on that fateful day. May you find comfort in their memory and grace. As the years go by I am forever grateful for the blessings and divine intervention that kept me away. I am grateful to my colleagues who consoled me that day; those hours of tyranny.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
I am hoping that this new season will be grand for me and I will be present here to share and reflect with you, but in the mean time read on, below, and take heart. I am well and I am grateful for this space and for you. See you again, soon. And for now, and for You,
Shakespeare’s As you like it!,……or not.
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
To my friends and colleagues in the academic arena and calendar, I wish you all a wonderful year.
Friday, January 7, 2011
I haven’t had enough time to do all the things I’ve wanted to do, needed to do and should do, even though I’ve wanted to and think about doing. Touching base; saying hello, making a phone call, sending an email, the little but very important touchstones of life. I just haven’t had the time or made the time to do them as much. OR perhaps haven’t the presence of mind, will and determination to just do it!
He was a very peculiar person and sometimes even stoic. He was fine knowing I was in touch with his wife and would comment that I chose her over him so he had nothing to “say” to me. Anyway he was a good friend. He was giving and direct and sometimes unforgiving but he would explain his position and made peace with it. He loved music and played the steel drums beautifully, it was his passion. Food and kids were also his passion.
He had very distinct ideas and beliefs and there was no convincing him otherwise. He could accept his decisions and move on never giving a thought to soften his position or appease someone who disagreed. He was unpretentious and comfortable in his skin. He was authentic. When I badgered him about being hard nosed he would say, “You take me as I am or leave me. I’m cool, I can live with myself.” I have to admit he was solid.
He died of a massive stroke because of hypertension. He believed that he could take care of himself better than any other person so going to the doctors, taking medicines, chemical compounds, were not his thing. He had remedies that were better and could fix whatever ails him and that would be that. Well sadly, that was that.
So could I have made an impression on him to get checked and take the prescribed treatment had I been in touch? Could I have been able to prepare the family for this outcome was I more involved? Would I have gotten a goodbye hug more recently that says to him that he is loved, take care? Well who knows? I am not beating myself up about this, it is just a reflection. Really, who knows?
Sunday, January 2, 2011
This New Year gives me the opportunity to pause and redirect myself, my attention, relationships and desires in a way that will yield the fruits of the spirit, personal growth and achievements. It’s new, it’s fresh, it has endless possibilities and potential and I can choose how and what to engage with and attach to and explore and give to and of myself and enjoy.
I don’t have to take along or try to fix the failings, baggage, the disappointments and losses of 2010. I will forgive, be thankful, acknowledge, appreciate and be grateful for being on the other side of 2010. I am moving ahead with the memories of lessons learned, friendships formed, challenges faced and graces given to strengthen and enrich how I will live and love and play in 2011.
I anticipate abundance of grace and will seek to shine my light and love in the world. To care for me and my household and all that is given. Seek to understand and fill the longings of my soul. Be bold and rejoice in the present. I will look for goodness and give kindness and know that I will be better for it. I will follow the calling of the universe of goodness, boldness, truth and faith.