Today I woke up and there was frost on the grass. The flowers were ok, but I know the time for Mother Nature to rest is coming soon. I learned this week that I should pull my annuals before they are smitten with frost because any disease, etc. will be frozen and lay dormant ready to come alive in Spring. I have always hated to pull those flowers while they are still pretty, but now I understand Fall is given to me to prepare for Spring. That makes me feel better.
We have so many choices. Do you choose different activities during Mother Nature's "quiet time"? That is true for me--I read some non-fiction material and perhaps incorporate into my life, needlecrafts, and organizing for example. I also have a goal to rest, thinking Mother Nature has a pretty good idea but I don't always meet that part of my plan!
Of course our bodies and minds need to take a break more times than 1 season. They cannot work properly if asked to be a "top break speed" all the time. They need nourishment AND rest. When was the last time you really allowed yourself to take a true break? When did you choose not to work, go shopping, watch sports, go to a movie, or even go to a restaurant? All of these are people oriented and remind us of the rush-around pace of the world.
Here are some suggestions to choose to do on your day off to go away from the crowd and truly rest:
1. Go to a park, bring a blanket, relax. Bring a book, something to eat, a journal to write down whatever thoughts come to mind.
2. Take photos of small objects that you usually take for granted, go by each day, etc. Stay in one place and take photos of the same view every 60 minutes. Print and frame to remember the day.
3. Take time to doodle with pen/paper; playdough(I prefer the homemade cooked recipe); silly putty(also homemade); etc. while listening to favorite music through headphones while outdoors.
4. If you are fortunate to be able to live close to water(creek, pond, river, lake) sit beside the bank and use your senses-hear, see, smell, touch. And for all, pick a nature spot--how many parts of the ecosystem can you identify? How many live in each layer? Get lost in the big picture.
Panoramic View
Showing posts with label Spiritual Sunday. Show all posts
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Sunday, October 23, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Spiritual Sunday: Restoring Nature
We humans generally have the idea that we can fix ecological imbalances. These "imbalances" we determine to be wrong. They may be perfectly fine to Mother Nature, but do not meet our finer sensibilities and so we try to fix them. Or we bring in an invasive species, plant or animal, on purpose or by accident, and quickly change an ecosystem that sat right in the middle of a seesaw doing ok to one scrambling to exist.
I am here to report one place where humans went back, tried to fix their mistake, and maybe nature will be able to make a go of it. Humans did not get it perfect, but close enough that the original ecosystem just might return and succeed. It took time, lots of work, money(of course), and coordination. Those who live in the area may not even notice. That could be a good thing. The species returning are certainly small, but that is where nature starts, right?
I am hoping this gives others incentive, motivation, ideas for planning and implementation. I also want to salute those involved with the Big Darby restoration project. Well Done.
See: http://www.dispatch.com/content/stories/local/2011/10/16/big-darby-restoration-project-bringing-life-back-to-creek.html
I am here to report one place where humans went back, tried to fix their mistake, and maybe nature will be able to make a go of it. Humans did not get it perfect, but close enough that the original ecosystem just might return and succeed. It took time, lots of work, money(of course), and coordination. Those who live in the area may not even notice. That could be a good thing. The species returning are certainly small, but that is where nature starts, right?
I am hoping this gives others incentive, motivation, ideas for planning and implementation. I also want to salute those involved with the Big Darby restoration project. Well Done.
See: http://www.dispatch.com/content/stories/local/2011/10/16/big-darby-restoration-project-bringing-life-back-to-creek.html
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Spiritual Sunday: Walking Through The Door
Picture yourself coming home from work and others are waiting for your arrival. It could be a pet and/or family members. In the first scenario, your first words may be some form of greeting, but fast becomes one of how tired you are, or some other negative paragraph summary. Little eye-to-eye contact is made, others in the room are soon forgotten.
The second scenario is just the opposite. You walk through the door with a smile. Whatever was on your mind when you left the office, you decided it can wait. This is time set aside for others. A time to connect with the pet, relax or exercise with a friend, or listen to family members tell about their day because you are interested in them for their sake in a casual not causal manner. Smiles beget smiles. Humans need to be with others and need to relax.
A gemstone carver is a true artist. Cutting a stone to achieve as many facets as possible takes time and research. Without smiling, thinking of others, etc. you are a one facet person. But by listening to others, enjoying learning, and giving the brain some time to relax, you begin to add dimension (facets) to yourself.
You may find there are many more doors you would like to open.
The second scenario is just the opposite. You walk through the door with a smile. Whatever was on your mind when you left the office, you decided it can wait. This is time set aside for others. A time to connect with the pet, relax or exercise with a friend, or listen to family members tell about their day because you are interested in them for their sake in a casual not causal manner. Smiles beget smiles. Humans need to be with others and need to relax.
A gemstone carver is a true artist. Cutting a stone to achieve as many facets as possible takes time and research. Without smiling, thinking of others, etc. you are a one facet person. But by listening to others, enjoying learning, and giving the brain some time to relax, you begin to add dimension (facets) to yourself.
You may find there are many more doors you would like to open.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Peace versus Fun
Remember the old adage: Eat, drink, and be merry for tomorrow you may die? I think this was the motto for the entire '60's decade. It meant basically do whatever you want to, at whatever degree you want to because you who knows- you could die the next day. It gave the person the excuse to have no behavior boundaries, to be gluttonous with fun.
Even gluttony has payback. And those who had too much fun and decided they wanted to get back to "even", will tell you it was a long trail and trial. This earth and its human race was just not designed to be at extremes. There is balance here.
Which brings us to peace. Inner peace. There is a still small voice in each of us. Some may call it a "gut feeling". It is the voice that rights our ship, if you will. It keeps us on a steady a path. A path that may not be overly glamorous, or extremely filled with adrenaline, or watches others "have all the fun".
But it doesn't pull us into the places that feel nice and warm which seem ok and then too late realizes we are in life threatening situations and can't get out.
Staying on the path that we know is right feels good and gives us ultimately, peace.
Even gluttony has payback. And those who had too much fun and decided they wanted to get back to "even", will tell you it was a long trail and trial. This earth and its human race was just not designed to be at extremes. There is balance here.
Which brings us to peace. Inner peace. There is a still small voice in each of us. Some may call it a "gut feeling". It is the voice that rights our ship, if you will. It keeps us on a steady a path. A path that may not be overly glamorous, or extremely filled with adrenaline, or watches others "have all the fun".
But it doesn't pull us into the places that feel nice and warm which seem ok and then too late realizes we are in life threatening situations and can't get out.
Staying on the path that we know is right feels good and gives us ultimately, peace.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Spiritual Sunday: Sifting through Sand
Did you ever have a sifter designed to use in a sandbox as a child? Usually they were the size of a round cake pan with numerous small holes and you would dip into the sand and gently shake the sand in the sifter. The object was to see what "treasures" you would find. Sometimes these treasures would be buried on purpose and sometimes they had just drifted on their own into the sandbox. Sometimes we would take them to the beach and see if we could find pretty shells buried below the surface.
People will use "sifting through time" or "sifting through the years" as reference to the above activity, referring to memories of days gone by. Usually they are thinking of an important event or perhaps a way of living that has put its mark on history and is no more.
I heard someone mention their parents had recently passed on and now the siblings were sifting through their loved ones' home. They were able to rebuild, if you will, the type of life their parents had led by the evidence they had left. Their belongings, writings, books, etc. confirmed to the children they had led a good life, a life the children could confirm was an honorable one.
What would relatives or those entrusted find when they sift through your home at your passing? Evidence of an honorable life, one of service to others, one that was kind and helpful? One that used your natural/acquired talents and gifts? One that figured out what was really important in life?
We know how to be a good person- say please, tell the truth, give to the poor, etc. Talents/skills/gifts may be harder. So many times we think of these as insurmountable obstacles - time, money, etc. that we don't even try. But we can be a good person and we can use our talents. At the beginning we may have to actually write them into our planner (volunteer at...., sign up for the class......., personal time.......) but gradually they become an integral part of us and our brain just knows what to do. You have the capacity to have an honorable and good life and leave the evidence behind to prove it.
People will use "sifting through time" or "sifting through the years" as reference to the above activity, referring to memories of days gone by. Usually they are thinking of an important event or perhaps a way of living that has put its mark on history and is no more.
I heard someone mention their parents had recently passed on and now the siblings were sifting through their loved ones' home. They were able to rebuild, if you will, the type of life their parents had led by the evidence they had left. Their belongings, writings, books, etc. confirmed to the children they had led a good life, a life the children could confirm was an honorable one.
What would relatives or those entrusted find when they sift through your home at your passing? Evidence of an honorable life, one of service to others, one that was kind and helpful? One that used your natural/acquired talents and gifts? One that figured out what was really important in life?
We know how to be a good person- say please, tell the truth, give to the poor, etc. Talents/skills/gifts may be harder. So many times we think of these as insurmountable obstacles - time, money, etc. that we don't even try. But we can be a good person and we can use our talents. At the beginning we may have to actually write them into our planner (volunteer at...., sign up for the class......., personal time.......) but gradually they become an integral part of us and our brain just knows what to do. You have the capacity to have an honorable and good life and leave the evidence behind to prove it.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Spiritual Sunday: Miracles Still Happen
Perhaps you have sat and watched one of the T.V. documentaries on 9-11 during the last few days. Can you believe it has been 10 years since that fateful day? Some of the shows recount the events as they began at 8:46am, the time the first plane hit the World Trade Center. Others record people telling first hand what happened to them.
There are countless miracle stories - for those that for whatever reason were late, didn't catch the plane to NYC, or not working that day. Sometimes it was just because timing was off by a minute or two, but that day it meant lives were saved.
There are just as many stories about miracles inside the towers - impromptu decisions that may have been taken lightly any other time, but allowed something to occur and changed a person forever after that. Many times it was about giving service, assisting someone, thinking of others, and because of that pause, change in direction, physically seeing to their comfort, the giver was saved and lived to tell the tale.
Some cynics will say the event proves miracles died a long time ago.
I say the tragedy proves people have their own choices to make and Still love abounds through evidence of miracles.
May we all feel blessed by those who gave us such great examples of what it means to participate in miracles. Record your own instances of miracles in your life in your journal for others to read. Then they too may feel the confirmation that miracles really do happen.
There are countless miracle stories - for those that for whatever reason were late, didn't catch the plane to NYC, or not working that day. Sometimes it was just because timing was off by a minute or two, but that day it meant lives were saved.
There are just as many stories about miracles inside the towers - impromptu decisions that may have been taken lightly any other time, but allowed something to occur and changed a person forever after that. Many times it was about giving service, assisting someone, thinking of others, and because of that pause, change in direction, physically seeing to their comfort, the giver was saved and lived to tell the tale.
Some cynics will say the event proves miracles died a long time ago.
I say the tragedy proves people have their own choices to make and Still love abounds through evidence of miracles.
May we all feel blessed by those who gave us such great examples of what it means to participate in miracles. Record your own instances of miracles in your life in your journal for others to read. Then they too may feel the confirmation that miracles really do happen.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Smiles and life expectancy
According to Prevention magazine, a big smile from a loved one can produce the same brain waves as learning you have won $40,000. Those who smile and enjoy life along the way live an extra 7 years.
There is so much to be happy about. Barbara Ann Kipfer wrote a book, "14,000 Things to be Happy About". She jotted down things, ideas, phrases, etc. that made her happy. You could do the same. Just carry a small notebook with you, or write it down on your calendar. They will bring back happy memories and make you smile again!
This tried and true story goes like this: Long ago a man was walking and came to a town. At the town gate there were several men sitting close by along the wall. The visitor asked one, "Are the people here very nice to strangers?". The man replied, "How did you find the last city?" The visitor said, "Oh, very nice. They took me in and treated me kindly". Then the man said, "You will find the same thing here. Enter in." And so the visitor walked in with confidence.
The next visitor went through the same routine with the man sitting along the wall, asking him the same question. Only this time the visitor replied that his experience with the previous town was not good at all.
Then the man said, "You will find the same thing here". With that the visitor entered the town with a scowl on his face.
Now the second man on the wall inquired of his friend why he had given 2 different responses. It had appeared his friend had advised the visitors that the town was nice, then unpleasant. The man on the wall responded, "The first visitor expected to find a nice town. The second man was already set on this city being like the last. Whatever you seek, you will find. "
Choose to get up in the morning and decide to smile that day and seek others who are smiling too. Choose to return home each night with honor. That will keep a smile on your face. Look about each day for the little things that make you smile. I guarantee they are there!
There is so much to be happy about. Barbara Ann Kipfer wrote a book, "14,000 Things to be Happy About". She jotted down things, ideas, phrases, etc. that made her happy. You could do the same. Just carry a small notebook with you, or write it down on your calendar. They will bring back happy memories and make you smile again!
This tried and true story goes like this: Long ago a man was walking and came to a town. At the town gate there were several men sitting close by along the wall. The visitor asked one, "Are the people here very nice to strangers?". The man replied, "How did you find the last city?" The visitor said, "Oh, very nice. They took me in and treated me kindly". Then the man said, "You will find the same thing here. Enter in." And so the visitor walked in with confidence.
The next visitor went through the same routine with the man sitting along the wall, asking him the same question. Only this time the visitor replied that his experience with the previous town was not good at all.
Then the man said, "You will find the same thing here". With that the visitor entered the town with a scowl on his face.
Now the second man on the wall inquired of his friend why he had given 2 different responses. It had appeared his friend had advised the visitors that the town was nice, then unpleasant. The man on the wall responded, "The first visitor expected to find a nice town. The second man was already set on this city being like the last. Whatever you seek, you will find. "
Choose to get up in the morning and decide to smile that day and seek others who are smiling too. Choose to return home each night with honor. That will keep a smile on your face. Look about each day for the little things that make you smile. I guarantee they are there!
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Majestic Experiences
Every time I think of the word "majestic", I think of the Grand Canyon. I am not a desert girl by any means. I am definitely the green grass, deciduous tree, flowers v. cactus type of person. But the last time I traveled through the arid area of our country, it was through Zion and Grand Canyon National Parks. It took my breath away. Expansive, impressive, respectful, humbling. It is the visual I have in my mind when I use the phrase "panoramic view".
I read several newspapers online everyday. One of my favorite columns is by John Switzer who usually writes about nature and weather. Today, he completely surprised me because the title of his article was, " Mormon Tabernacle Choir Leaves Lasting Impression" (See: http://www.dispatch.com/content/stories/local/2011/08/14/mormon-tabernacle-choir-leaves-lasting-impression.html). As what I would expect, John and his wife were out west to view the natural sites of Jackson Hole, Wyo.; Grand Teton mountain range; and Yellowstone National Park/Old Faithful geyser. They decided to stop in Salt Lake City and listen to the Choir during their Sunday morning radio/T.V. performance. Simply, he was surprised (as I was at the Grand Canyon) and paraphrasing his column, John experienced a majestic performance.
The word "majestic" first appeared in English writing in 1601 as an adjective from the noun "majesty". That word first appeared in writing in English about 1300 meaning "magnificence". Borrowed from Old French meaning "grandeur"; borrowed from Latin meaning "greatness, dignity".
I hope you have had some "majestic" experiences in your life and hope there are more to come. They help to complete us, to enrich our lives, to add perspective.
If you need ideas, here are just a few:
1. Choose a clear night sky, find a quiet place, lay down on a blanket, and stare up at the stars.
2. Writing of some form started about 5000 years ago. "True" writing began about 3000 years ago. By reading a book, you continue the human experience. Choose one that has meaning for you.
3. I know I couldn't have put together our bodies the way they are. Talk about team effort and each part treated equally! I am amazed every time I see a brand new baby... If you don't have a chance to be a part of a baby's life and understand the majesty of child development, get in touch with your inner child. Children are all about discovery. They love and delight in it. Choose a "mini-bucket" list and go for it!
I read several newspapers online everyday. One of my favorite columns is by John Switzer who usually writes about nature and weather. Today, he completely surprised me because the title of his article was, " Mormon Tabernacle Choir Leaves Lasting Impression" (See: http://www.dispatch.com/content/stories/local/2011/08/14/mormon-tabernacle-choir-leaves-lasting-impression.html). As what I would expect, John and his wife were out west to view the natural sites of Jackson Hole, Wyo.; Grand Teton mountain range; and Yellowstone National Park/Old Faithful geyser. They decided to stop in Salt Lake City and listen to the Choir during their Sunday morning radio/T.V. performance. Simply, he was surprised (as I was at the Grand Canyon) and paraphrasing his column, John experienced a majestic performance.
The word "majestic" first appeared in English writing in 1601 as an adjective from the noun "majesty". That word first appeared in writing in English about 1300 meaning "magnificence". Borrowed from Old French meaning "grandeur"; borrowed from Latin meaning "greatness, dignity".
I hope you have had some "majestic" experiences in your life and hope there are more to come. They help to complete us, to enrich our lives, to add perspective.
If you need ideas, here are just a few:
1. Choose a clear night sky, find a quiet place, lay down on a blanket, and stare up at the stars.
2. Writing of some form started about 5000 years ago. "True" writing began about 3000 years ago. By reading a book, you continue the human experience. Choose one that has meaning for you.
3. I know I couldn't have put together our bodies the way they are. Talk about team effort and each part treated equally! I am amazed every time I see a brand new baby... If you don't have a chance to be a part of a baby's life and understand the majesty of child development, get in touch with your inner child. Children are all about discovery. They love and delight in it. Choose a "mini-bucket" list and go for it!
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Summer Festivals
"Our new Constitution is now established, and has an appearance that promises permanency; but in this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes"--Benjamin Franklin.
Well, I would like to add another to the list: summer and fall festivals. It seems just about everywhere you go this time of year, communities and states are hosting fairs and festivals. I have read medieval historical fiction novels and the authors have included these events in their story lines. People bringing wares, handmade items, and goods together for others to purchase with a monastery or town as the sponsor. What a long, and valued tradition.
Every year we attend the Dublin Irish Festival in Dublin, Ohio. We love Celtic music and the entire Celtic/Irish/Scottish culture. What an enduring one, to be sure. I once attended a Roman Catholic mass there said in Gaelic and it was a wonderful experience. Quite a few people could speak the language along with the priest. The rest of us were there to show our respect and to learn more about the culture.
Any festival would not be a festival without a marketplace and this one does not disappoint. We walk through the tents filled with handicrafts, Irish made food and goods, genealogy inspired clothing, as well as favorite Irish team sports shirts, kilts, sweaters, dresses, capes, jewelry, etc.
Other sections include Highland games, wee folks, Irish traditions, 10th century village, and canines.
We go mostly to hear the great music. There are 7 stages, 1 admission price. Once you are in, you can walk freely around the grounds and pick whatever/whoever you want to listen to. We usually plot out a schedule to combine our favorite nationally known bands, support some local groups, and pick out some new bands.
I would guess your local festival is the same. There are vendors at their booths, homemade goodies to eat, competitions to cheer on, and perhaps big events to bring in the crowds.
Thanks to those to volunteer their time and give service to others. Thanks to our soldiers who let us spend time with friends and family safely. Let us pay forward by finding ways of giving 30 second service opportunities (opening the door, picking up something that was dropped, smiling, etc.) as a way of giving thanks back to those who let us have a wonderful summer day.
Well, I would like to add another to the list: summer and fall festivals. It seems just about everywhere you go this time of year, communities and states are hosting fairs and festivals. I have read medieval historical fiction novels and the authors have included these events in their story lines. People bringing wares, handmade items, and goods together for others to purchase with a monastery or town as the sponsor. What a long, and valued tradition.
Every year we attend the Dublin Irish Festival in Dublin, Ohio. We love Celtic music and the entire Celtic/Irish/Scottish culture. What an enduring one, to be sure. I once attended a Roman Catholic mass there said in Gaelic and it was a wonderful experience. Quite a few people could speak the language along with the priest. The rest of us were there to show our respect and to learn more about the culture.
Any festival would not be a festival without a marketplace and this one does not disappoint. We walk through the tents filled with handicrafts, Irish made food and goods, genealogy inspired clothing, as well as favorite Irish team sports shirts, kilts, sweaters, dresses, capes, jewelry, etc.
Other sections include Highland games, wee folks, Irish traditions, 10th century village, and canines.
We go mostly to hear the great music. There are 7 stages, 1 admission price. Once you are in, you can walk freely around the grounds and pick whatever/whoever you want to listen to. We usually plot out a schedule to combine our favorite nationally known bands, support some local groups, and pick out some new bands.
I would guess your local festival is the same. There are vendors at their booths, homemade goodies to eat, competitions to cheer on, and perhaps big events to bring in the crowds.
Thanks to those to volunteer their time and give service to others. Thanks to our soldiers who let us spend time with friends and family safely. Let us pay forward by finding ways of giving 30 second service opportunities (opening the door, picking up something that was dropped, smiling, etc.) as a way of giving thanks back to those who let us have a wonderful summer day.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
The Road Not Taken
This is one of my favorite poems. It gives me the courage to be an individual. It confirms to me to take the occasional (and well thought out) risk. It helps me listen to the "still, small voice". It comforts me when it would take too long to go back, but yet I can't see anything ahead -- the hardest part of a trial.
Perhaps these words will offer you some hope and inspiration too.
Perhaps these words will offer you some hope and inspiration too.
The Road Not TakenTwo roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.[1]
Sunday, July 24, 2011
A Reverent People
We all have names. We are "Susie's" parent; "Pete's" supervisor, the volunteer at the library on Tuesdays, you-know-the-soccer-coach-who-fell-and-sprained-their-ankle; the one who makes that favorite dish that everyone loves at work; etc. etc. etc.
We need some time to remember who we are, what our real first name is and what our natural skills and traits are. We need to ponder what we believe, what our priorities are. We all need quiet moments - to ponder, reflect, recharge, relax, and rest.
We also need to take time to show reverence. Several people have described reverence as profound respect mingled with love. For me reverence is a quiet word - it isn't boastful or loud, neither hasty or incomplete. It would be a word that I would act differently around, made sure I "washed behind my ears" so to speak.
The first person in my life that I would describe as me acting differently around was my great-aunt Mabel. We called her Auntie May. She seemed old even when I was a little girl, probably because her hair had turned gray prematurely. But she treated me with respect and in turn, I did the same back. One was proper and dignified around Auntie May because she was. And she always sent me post cards when she took trips, which was such a delight to get mail!
Reverence is about having respect, honesty, and integrity in ourselves and choosing to find and be with others who are practicing these too. By supporting each other, we return to a more reverent people, not drifting like we are now. Some say that revelation is dead. Not so. Revelation is just another word for "idea". They just come from On High, and not from ourselves. By being reverent, good, and quiet, we could hear those ideas more and by acting upon them, we definitely would know the course to follow, don't you think?
We need some time to remember who we are, what our real first name is and what our natural skills and traits are. We need to ponder what we believe, what our priorities are. We all need quiet moments - to ponder, reflect, recharge, relax, and rest.
We also need to take time to show reverence. Several people have described reverence as profound respect mingled with love. For me reverence is a quiet word - it isn't boastful or loud, neither hasty or incomplete. It would be a word that I would act differently around, made sure I "washed behind my ears" so to speak.
The first person in my life that I would describe as me acting differently around was my great-aunt Mabel. We called her Auntie May. She seemed old even when I was a little girl, probably because her hair had turned gray prematurely. But she treated me with respect and in turn, I did the same back. One was proper and dignified around Auntie May because she was. And she always sent me post cards when she took trips, which was such a delight to get mail!
Reverence is about having respect, honesty, and integrity in ourselves and choosing to find and be with others who are practicing these too. By supporting each other, we return to a more reverent people, not drifting like we are now. Some say that revelation is dead. Not so. Revelation is just another word for "idea". They just come from On High, and not from ourselves. By being reverent, good, and quiet, we could hear those ideas more and by acting upon them, we definitely would know the course to follow, don't you think?
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Four Seasons
My husband and I are exact opposites when it comes to which seasons of the year we like: my favorite is Spring, his is Fall, my worst is Winter, his is Summer. This week we will be experiencing the 95/95 weather which I must admit is not my favorite either: 95 degrees heat and 95 percent humidity. From now until Labor Day, it is pretty miserable. Likewise from the middle of January to March 1st, I can't stand winter. But if you wait, sometimes in Ohio for not very long, things change and balance returns.
As a friend of mine once remarked that the seasons always show up, never failing, year after year.
I am glad I live in the area of the country that experiences all 4 seasons. I like the variety because that means I get to see more in nature, whether it be in vegetation or in the animal kingdom. I am glad the Creator gave us the seasons to appreciate this variety and to teach us to look for details.
So I list here a few things about each season I like to perhaps be a discussion starter around the dinner table. You may learn something about each other and then how to appreciate the seasons in a different way than you had thought of before. Winter: clear nights/star gazing, the first snow, red cardinal birds; Spring: snow drops and crocus flowers pushing out of the ground, the first robin bird to appear, the fresh smell of Spring rains; Summer: fireflies, sunsets, tomatoes fresh from the garden; Fall: Sugar Maple leaves, opening Buckeye nuts; flying geese in V formation.
As a friend of mine once remarked that the seasons always show up, never failing, year after year.
I am glad I live in the area of the country that experiences all 4 seasons. I like the variety because that means I get to see more in nature, whether it be in vegetation or in the animal kingdom. I am glad the Creator gave us the seasons to appreciate this variety and to teach us to look for details.
So I list here a few things about each season I like to perhaps be a discussion starter around the dinner table. You may learn something about each other and then how to appreciate the seasons in a different way than you had thought of before. Winter: clear nights/star gazing, the first snow, red cardinal birds; Spring: snow drops and crocus flowers pushing out of the ground, the first robin bird to appear, the fresh smell of Spring rains; Summer: fireflies, sunsets, tomatoes fresh from the garden; Fall: Sugar Maple leaves, opening Buckeye nuts; flying geese in V formation.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Family Unit
During Sunday School, our church has children give sermonettes. This is through a rotation system so every child has an opportunity to speak, is given a specific topic to speak on, and they talk for just a few minutes.
I learned about an 8 year old child named Will who spoke on the family. He talked about how he liked riding horses and going roping with his dad. Will said the rope would not be very strong with only 1 strand, but with more strands working together, the rope is strong to get the job done.
He likened the strength of the rope to the strength of the family. If only 1 person was doing good things, the family would not be strong, but when all are working hard to do good things, then the family will be very strong. That is why he tries to play nice with his sister and brother, do his chores, and listen to his parents.
The family is the smallest unit of government. It is also the smallest unit of a business, delegation, efficiency, etc. These things are in and of themselves quite a lot to ponder about.
But today is Spiritual Sunday theme. So let's ponder about what a family is under this theme. It is where people of any age contribute to, be examples for, and learn about values, charitable acts, and making good choices. It is a place to feel safe, to feel loved, to learn lessons on life, and to recognize there is Someone who knew you from the Beginning.
And that is the Panoramic View. The majesty of it all includes everyone. Every continent, nation, state, city, town, village, and family. You fit in and your family is important. Decide in your family what is right and wrong, stay true, be courageous and help each other just like Will. And if you don't have a biological family, then create one - - a small group of friends that you know you can rely on and share good ideas and actions.
Remember your strand counts and woven together with other strands, the rope can pass down to the next generation.
I learned about an 8 year old child named Will who spoke on the family. He talked about how he liked riding horses and going roping with his dad. Will said the rope would not be very strong with only 1 strand, but with more strands working together, the rope is strong to get the job done.
He likened the strength of the rope to the strength of the family. If only 1 person was doing good things, the family would not be strong, but when all are working hard to do good things, then the family will be very strong. That is why he tries to play nice with his sister and brother, do his chores, and listen to his parents.
The family is the smallest unit of government. It is also the smallest unit of a business, delegation, efficiency, etc. These things are in and of themselves quite a lot to ponder about.
But today is Spiritual Sunday theme. So let's ponder about what a family is under this theme. It is where people of any age contribute to, be examples for, and learn about values, charitable acts, and making good choices. It is a place to feel safe, to feel loved, to learn lessons on life, and to recognize there is Someone who knew you from the Beginning.
And that is the Panoramic View. The majesty of it all includes everyone. Every continent, nation, state, city, town, village, and family. You fit in and your family is important. Decide in your family what is right and wrong, stay true, be courageous and help each other just like Will. And if you don't have a biological family, then create one - - a small group of friends that you know you can rely on and share good ideas and actions.
Remember your strand counts and woven together with other strands, the rope can pass down to the next generation.
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Time Stood Still
I have some friends who were in a severe car accident. When news first reached us, all we knew was that the parents were injured and 1 of their 5 children was in critical condition. Three of their children were in another car with the grandparents. The grandparents saw the whole accident unfold as it happened right in front of them. The dad had hydroplaned during a thunderstorm.
Today, about 2 weeks later, we found out more details. The grandfather was noted to say that it was as if time stood still and allowed the van to slide cross the freeway lanes without car or truck interference and land in the grass. Thus it was a one-car accident and not a multi-car one. A Miracle born.
The little girl injured was expected to die that first night. Close friends rushed to the accident scene, others met the family at the different hospitals and assisted where they could. Instantly cell phones were used at the accident scene and family members several time zones away were alerted. Prayers and fasting began. I dare say time stood still for those that received the phone calls.
The dad has recovered, the mother is doing ok, and the little girl - - should be out of the hospital in about 3 weeks. A second Miracle born.
I acknowledge the importance of times that Time Stood Still and Miracles born. It makes us stay connected to each other, allow service to be given and hearts to overflow, and sets examples for us to live by.
Today, about 2 weeks later, we found out more details. The grandfather was noted to say that it was as if time stood still and allowed the van to slide cross the freeway lanes without car or truck interference and land in the grass. Thus it was a one-car accident and not a multi-car one. A Miracle born.
The little girl injured was expected to die that first night. Close friends rushed to the accident scene, others met the family at the different hospitals and assisted where they could. Instantly cell phones were used at the accident scene and family members several time zones away were alerted. Prayers and fasting began. I dare say time stood still for those that received the phone calls.
The dad has recovered, the mother is doing ok, and the little girl - - should be out of the hospital in about 3 weeks. A second Miracle born.
I acknowledge the importance of times that Time Stood Still and Miracles born. It makes us stay connected to each other, allow service to be given and hearts to overflow, and sets examples for us to live by.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Unity
The word "unity" is special to most of us. I hope I can add some perspectives to it today.
The word "unite" as a noun first appeared in writing in the English language around the year 1300. It was borrowed from Anglo-French and Old French and that was borrowed from Latin. It means oneness, sameness, agreement.
The idea that we all work together and be united I dare say has been around longer than that. A letter to a group of people living in Ephesus, Turkey around A.D. 57 talks about unity. Ephesus was an important seaport at the time, connecting Asia and Rome. Many cultures lived and/or passed through the city. The writer mentions 3 things to unite a group of people from different backgrounds, but I think this list could be adjusted to fit just about any situation:
1. forgive one another. In other words if something has happened between 2 cultures in the past, let it stay there -- in the past.
2. learning. Find something everyone wants to know more about.
3. work together. Volunteer for a service project or stretch out of your own comfort zone and find something to do together.
Here are some other ideas:
1. Pick a day of the week and for a whole month, say each Monday, invite a different neighbor or friend over for dinner/dessert. Get to know each other, find out their interests and talents. Or have a Banana Split get-together and invite several neighbors over at the same time. You provide the ice cream, bananas, a variety of toppings, and they bring their chairs.
2. Another idea for a group gathering and this is a variation on a family tree - -a neighborhood or friends tree. Have everyone paint their thumb and then print it on the back of a T-shirt(per person). Then draw/paint in the branches, limbs, and tree trunk. You are visually showing your support for one another. Write the person's first name next to their thumb print. You could also use other prints like a snowflake, dream catcher, etc. Create an e-mail group, etc. You may already know each other, but give it an "official" look.
3. When you have a division staff meeting, go to church, etc., do you always sit in the same place? Mix it up a bit, sit beside somebody new.
4. Think of something you usually do by yourself and ask someone to come along --exercising, grocery shopping for a new recipe with specialty ingredients, or improving the lawn/adding to the flower garden.
The word "unite" as a noun first appeared in writing in the English language around the year 1300. It was borrowed from Anglo-French and Old French and that was borrowed from Latin. It means oneness, sameness, agreement.
The idea that we all work together and be united I dare say has been around longer than that. A letter to a group of people living in Ephesus, Turkey around A.D. 57 talks about unity. Ephesus was an important seaport at the time, connecting Asia and Rome. Many cultures lived and/or passed through the city. The writer mentions 3 things to unite a group of people from different backgrounds, but I think this list could be adjusted to fit just about any situation:
1. forgive one another. In other words if something has happened between 2 cultures in the past, let it stay there -- in the past.
2. learning. Find something everyone wants to know more about.
3. work together. Volunteer for a service project or stretch out of your own comfort zone and find something to do together.
Here are some other ideas:
1. Pick a day of the week and for a whole month, say each Monday, invite a different neighbor or friend over for dinner/dessert. Get to know each other, find out their interests and talents. Or have a Banana Split get-together and invite several neighbors over at the same time. You provide the ice cream, bananas, a variety of toppings, and they bring their chairs.
2. Another idea for a group gathering and this is a variation on a family tree - -a neighborhood or friends tree. Have everyone paint their thumb and then print it on the back of a T-shirt(per person). Then draw/paint in the branches, limbs, and tree trunk. You are visually showing your support for one another. Write the person's first name next to their thumb print. You could also use other prints like a snowflake, dream catcher, etc. Create an e-mail group, etc. You may already know each other, but give it an "official" look.
3. When you have a division staff meeting, go to church, etc., do you always sit in the same place? Mix it up a bit, sit beside somebody new.
4. Think of something you usually do by yourself and ask someone to come along --exercising, grocery shopping for a new recipe with specialty ingredients, or improving the lawn/adding to the flower garden.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Happy Father's Day
Happy Father's Day!
For all of you who earned that title biologically or otherwise, I am here to demonstrate my respect to you. Thanks to those who took/take the time to teach the generation behind you and give them a helping hand. According to the U.S. Census Bureau, 1/3 of our children grow up without a dad. To those of you who decided to be there for your kids - - thank you. They benefited from your perspective, teachings, and actions. You made a difference.
One of the oldest generations around is the one who fought in World War II. They are in their 80's and on occasion I see our local newspaper carry an article about an interview they had with one/several of them about their experience. One of the common themes that seems to run through these articles is the fact that the men couldn't believe that they survived the battles. Most everyone died but them: the guy right beside them, their buddies, brothers, etc. Why didn't they? Many decided there must be a reason and came back to their home towns with the promise they had made to themselves that they would be the best that they could be and contribute to their towns. I have listed at the end of this blog the dialog from the last scene of the movie "Saving Private Ryan" which reflects this generation's sentiments.
If you know someone of this generation, ask them about their feelings about being a dad. What it was like holding their first child after what they had seen or been through. Perhaps those of us following them can see something to learn and use.
Happy Father's Day one and all!
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120815/quotes
For all of you who earned that title biologically or otherwise, I am here to demonstrate my respect to you. Thanks to those who took/take the time to teach the generation behind you and give them a helping hand. According to the U.S. Census Bureau, 1/3 of our children grow up without a dad. To those of you who decided to be there for your kids - - thank you. They benefited from your perspective, teachings, and actions. You made a difference.
One of the oldest generations around is the one who fought in World War II. They are in their 80's and on occasion I see our local newspaper carry an article about an interview they had with one/several of them about their experience. One of the common themes that seems to run through these articles is the fact that the men couldn't believe that they survived the battles. Most everyone died but them: the guy right beside them, their buddies, brothers, etc. Why didn't they? Many decided there must be a reason and came back to their home towns with the promise they had made to themselves that they would be the best that they could be and contribute to their towns. I have listed at the end of this blog the dialog from the last scene of the movie "Saving Private Ryan" which reflects this generation's sentiments.
If you know someone of this generation, ask them about their feelings about being a dad. What it was like holding their first child after what they had seen or been through. Perhaps those of us following them can see something to learn and use.
Happy Father's Day one and all!
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120815/quotes
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Laws of the Land
Many have been pondering the end of civilization and when and how this will occur. All I know is that I try to live each day the best that I can. Then I don't need to worry. I will be returning to see my Father again.
Today, I want to spend a few moments writing about the beginning of Western Civilization. It is clear that Christianity played an important part. The people chose what their law would stand on. They decided it would be Christianity's principles that would be the foundation of the laws of the land. It became much larger than religion. It crossed over to civil interpretation of basic tenets of their law.
Those tenets still hold up after the test of time:
1. Don't put other gods before me (in today's world, this could mean money, power, possessions. etc.)
2. Don't construct a graven image.
3. Don't take the Lord's name in vain.
4. Remember the Sabbath day.
5. Respect your father and mother.
6. Don't kill.
7. Don't commit adultery.
8. Don't steal.
9. Don't bear false witness against your neighbor.
10. Don't covet your neighbor, their spouse, or possessions.
Today, I want to spend a few moments writing about the beginning of Western Civilization. It is clear that Christianity played an important part. The people chose what their law would stand on. They decided it would be Christianity's principles that would be the foundation of the laws of the land. It became much larger than religion. It crossed over to civil interpretation of basic tenets of their law.
Those tenets still hold up after the test of time:
1. Don't put other gods before me (in today's world, this could mean money, power, possessions. etc.)
2. Don't construct a graven image.
3. Don't take the Lord's name in vain.
4. Remember the Sabbath day.
5. Respect your father and mother.
6. Don't kill.
7. Don't commit adultery.
8. Don't steal.
9. Don't bear false witness against your neighbor.
10. Don't covet your neighbor, their spouse, or possessions.
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Let Your Light So Shine
This blog is about a quote that comes from a book by Marianne Williamson. I will give the particulars, like I usually do at the end for those who want to find the full excerpt, website, etc.
Here it is:
... as we let our own light shine, we consciously give
other people permission to do the same.
What if we woke up every morning assuming we were going to have a good day? We greeted the first people we met with a positive attitude and a smile on our face. Others took up the same routine and gradually people would come to expect great things happening. Not that there would be disappointments, but that we looked for the good, not the bad. We anticipated the evening news to have uplifting local stories, for example.
Positive Attitude ushers in trust - a trust in yourself and others. Confidence to try out and see where a talent or interest will take you. Letting your Light Shine leads to bolstering your self esteem where you can perhaps reach out to neighbors, friends, and those in need.
Light a candle and it softly glows. Light many candles and see what the effect is...
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The quote is from a paragraph from the book, A Return to Love. Someone has turned it into a poem which I like the best. See: http://www.squidoo.com/our_deepest_fear
The paragraph in the book appeared like this. See: http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/17297.Marianne_Williamson
There is much on the web attributing the quote to Nelson Mendela's inaugural 1994 speech. This needs more research.
Here it is:
... as we let our own light shine, we consciously give
other people permission to do the same.
What if we woke up every morning assuming we were going to have a good day? We greeted the first people we met with a positive attitude and a smile on our face. Others took up the same routine and gradually people would come to expect great things happening. Not that there would be disappointments, but that we looked for the good, not the bad. We anticipated the evening news to have uplifting local stories, for example.
Positive Attitude ushers in trust - a trust in yourself and others. Confidence to try out and see where a talent or interest will take you. Letting your Light Shine leads to bolstering your self esteem where you can perhaps reach out to neighbors, friends, and those in need.
Light a candle and it softly glows. Light many candles and see what the effect is...
*************************************************************
The quote is from a paragraph from the book, A Return to Love. Someone has turned it into a poem which I like the best. See: http://www.squidoo.com/our_deepest_fear
The paragraph in the book appeared like this. See: http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/17297.Marianne_Williamson
There is much on the web attributing the quote to Nelson Mendela's inaugural 1994 speech. This needs more research.
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Memorial Day and Marriage
I wanted to write a blog that was uplifting and positive today. I had chosen to write on the general theme of marriage and was pondering what specifically to write about. Of course this is Memorial Day Sunday and thoughts were turned to that too as I sat in church today, saying my prayers, and thanking those who are serving, have served, and who gave the ultimate sacrifice.
Later I remembered a beautiful letter a Civil War soldier wrote to his wife as he waited to go to battle. Memorial Day has its beginnings with honoring the fallen from that war. I thought it fitting to include here a part of that letter. Below the letter are 2 links- this portion of the letter which became famous when used in a Civil War documentary, and the other link which contains the full letter.
July 14,1861
Camp Clark, Washington DC
Dear Sarah:
The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days - perhaps tomorrow. And lest I should not be able to write you again I feel impelled to write a few lines that may fall under your eye when I am no more.
I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how American Civilization now leans upon the triumph of the government and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and suffering of the Revolution. And I am willing - perfectly willing - to lay down all my joys in this life, to help maintain this government, and to pay that debt.
Sarah, my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me with mighty cables that nothing but omnipotence can break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me irresistibly with all those chains to the battlefield. The memory of all the blissful moments I have enjoyed with you come crowding over me, and I feel most deeply grateful to God and you, that I have enjoyed them for so long. And how hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes and future years, when, God willing, we might still have lived and loved together, and see our boys grown up to honorable manhood around us.
If I do not return, my dear Sarah, never forget how much I loved you, nor that when my last breath escapes me on the battle field, it will whisper your name...
Forgive my many faults, and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless, how foolish I have sometimes been!...
But, 0 Sarah, if the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they love, I shall always be with you, in the brightest day and in the darkest night... always, always. And when the soft breeze fans your cheek, it shall be my breath, or the cool air your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by.
Sarah do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for me, for we shall meet again...
http://www.jayandmolly.com/ballouletter.shtml
http://www.civilwardads.com/CivilWarArchives/SullivanBallou.htm
Later I remembered a beautiful letter a Civil War soldier wrote to his wife as he waited to go to battle. Memorial Day has its beginnings with honoring the fallen from that war. I thought it fitting to include here a part of that letter. Below the letter are 2 links- this portion of the letter which became famous when used in a Civil War documentary, and the other link which contains the full letter.
July 14,1861
Camp Clark, Washington DC
Dear Sarah:
The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days - perhaps tomorrow. And lest I should not be able to write you again I feel impelled to write a few lines that may fall under your eye when I am no more.
I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how American Civilization now leans upon the triumph of the government and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and suffering of the Revolution. And I am willing - perfectly willing - to lay down all my joys in this life, to help maintain this government, and to pay that debt.
Sarah, my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me with mighty cables that nothing but omnipotence can break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me irresistibly with all those chains to the battlefield. The memory of all the blissful moments I have enjoyed with you come crowding over me, and I feel most deeply grateful to God and you, that I have enjoyed them for so long. And how hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes and future years, when, God willing, we might still have lived and loved together, and see our boys grown up to honorable manhood around us.
If I do not return, my dear Sarah, never forget how much I loved you, nor that when my last breath escapes me on the battle field, it will whisper your name...
Forgive my many faults, and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless, how foolish I have sometimes been!...
But, 0 Sarah, if the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they love, I shall always be with you, in the brightest day and in the darkest night... always, always. And when the soft breeze fans your cheek, it shall be my breath, or the cool air your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by.
Sarah do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for me, for we shall meet again...
http://www.jayandmolly.com/ballouletter.shtml
http://www.civilwardads.com/CivilWarArchives/SullivanBallou.htm
Sunday, May 22, 2011
A simple nursery song
This song was sung to me by my mother when I was a child and now is being passed down to the next generations. I tried to look up its origin, but I could not find out, other than it is in the public domain:
Tell me why the stars do shine,
Tell me why the ivy twines,
Tell me why the skies are blue,
And I will tell you just why I love you.
Because God made the stars to shine,
Because God made the ivy twine,
Because God made the sky so blue,
Because God made you, that's why I love you.
It has a very simple, soothing tune. I have watched as little ones relax and seem to understand the words. It can be part of the bedtime routine. I like to take the toddlers and look out the window and say goodnight to all the animals, seen or unseen - we start with the usual ones one might find in the neighborhood like a cat, dog, bird; then we move on to the barnyard animals such as the horse, cow, pig; and next we say good night to some zoo animals such as the elephant, giraffe, and panda bear. A prayer is said thanking God for the family members and ask that He watch over them while they sleep. And then I sing a couple of songs, including Tell Me Why. Their bodies stretch out and turn over, their minds drift off to a place where they know they are safe and secure.
I hope you can end your day the same way - saying goodnight through a mental checklist, thanking God for the ones you care about, and perhaps remembering an old tune or church hymn that warms your heart and lets you drift off to sleep.
Tell me why the stars do shine,
Tell me why the ivy twines,
Tell me why the skies are blue,
And I will tell you just why I love you.
Because God made the stars to shine,
Because God made the ivy twine,
Because God made the sky so blue,
Because God made you, that's why I love you.
It has a very simple, soothing tune. I have watched as little ones relax and seem to understand the words. It can be part of the bedtime routine. I like to take the toddlers and look out the window and say goodnight to all the animals, seen or unseen - we start with the usual ones one might find in the neighborhood like a cat, dog, bird; then we move on to the barnyard animals such as the horse, cow, pig; and next we say good night to some zoo animals such as the elephant, giraffe, and panda bear. A prayer is said thanking God for the family members and ask that He watch over them while they sleep. And then I sing a couple of songs, including Tell Me Why. Their bodies stretch out and turn over, their minds drift off to a place where they know they are safe and secure.
I hope you can end your day the same way - saying goodnight through a mental checklist, thanking God for the ones you care about, and perhaps remembering an old tune or church hymn that warms your heart and lets you drift off to sleep.
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