There are many times in life when we find ourselves at a crossroads. Some of us experience this more often than others, and I think the reasons why are plentiful.
Most likely, it’s because you take more risks and put yourself out there, fully participating and immersing yourself in life.
Continue reading “Crossroads.”
Tonight, when I finally took a breath and sat this sore body down to rest this tired mind, I had the television on as background sound.
It was then I heard someone say, in joking, that ‘being alone greatly increases productivity.’
Yes! How true!
Continue reading “Some sayings really hit home.”
Sometimes we find ourselves up late at night.
We may have deadlines, responsibilities, or insomnia. Often the first two on that list results in the third. Or, the other way around.
Continue reading “Late nights.”
Each of us has our favorite season, or seasons. I fall into that rare category of people who actually likes winter, the runner-up to Autumn.
It seems the majority of folks in the Northeast live for summer, beach worthy weather and long days filled with light.
It also seems that they grow very sad when we need to leave that behind, when the days grow shorter and shorter, the nights longer, and a cool, crisp temperatures sneak in. The time when my spirit and energy soars.
But instead of looking a what you’re leaving behind, that which will come again soon enough, why not look forward to and appreciate what’s to come?
Sweatshirts and football. Epic creations simmering all day in the crockpot. Hot soup and grilled cheese sandwiches. Brisk air that invigorates us and puts a extra skip in our step. Clear, dark, star filled nights.
This lists just a few, but the possibilities are endless if you only shift your perspective and look at the joys of the season rather than dwell on the joys of the one just passed. Looking ahead at what’s to come is filled with hope and anticipation, rather than looking back with a sense of loss and longing.
Autumn hits the calendar this Thursday. Find new ways to bring joy to the season, and the seasons to come.
As I combed the internet for ‘vocation’ quotes this evening, I learned that one letter off resulted in ‘vacation’.
WTH? How many times have I typed incorrect letters that led to what I was looking for – often! Continue reading “What is a vocation? Your vocation?”
We’ve heard it said often, that love is an action. It’s something that must be put into practice each day; a decision, a commitment.
This doesn’t mean we’re always loving. Quite the opposite. There are many times when we don’t feel loving, or take for granted those we do love.
The same goes for patience. That, too, is an action. It is something we need to be mindful of and put into practice. It’s quite easy to lose our cool, to grow irritated and lash out.
This also applies to acceptance. The saying ‘accept the things you cannot change’ rings true, and people certainly fit into this category. We must put acceptance into practice, reminding ourselves regularly that we don’t have control over people and many other things in life.
Love, patience and acceptance. These are mindful acts that we need to consciously put into practice each day. We are not saints. We will be unloving, we will grow impatient; and we will try to fight, or change, the things we won’t accept.
But we have the option to stop in our tracks, stepping on the brakes on and shifting our perspective when we find ourselves veering off course.
We can remind ourselves how it feels to be loved, even when we don’t feel very lovable. We can remind ourselves how it feels when someone is patient with us, even when we have been exceedingly irritating or annoying. And we can remind ourselves how it feels to be accepted, for better or worse, in all of our flawed beauty.
“It doesn’t matter how old you are, there is a little child within who needs love and acceptance.” – Louise Hay
Now I can completely relate to not doing most things in the rain, truly can. Rainy days should be spent in Ireland, Scotland, or England – maybe even Seattle; where we expect, and even appreciate, such weather. We think of it as ambient. Why, of course!
It’s quite possible that I channel my Celtic roots on rainy days. I find some tunes to accompany the weather, and mentally transport myself. Frankly, I really like cold, rainy days – any rainy days – when I get to be at home and not deal with the hassles of commuting or dealing with the elements in any way.
But I don’t feel that way when it comes to voting, on any occasion. I will endure any kind of weather to cast my vote – in person, honorably. Continue reading “I can’t come, it’s raining: NH Primary Elections, 2022”
It’s me again, watching every replay of September 11, 2001.
So many want to forget or repress the memories of that day, yet I hold fast to the belief that we need to remember every moment. We need to recall the shock, angst, and fear. We need to rekindle our patriotism, unity and strength.
Continue reading “9/11: Never forget. Always remember.”
Addiction is a prison. It holds one hostage within one’s self, the worst hell of all.
Some can overcome, and some just can’t stop the endless cycle. Despite intervention, rehab, meetings and more, they can’t release the demon that possesses their soul: alcohol or drugs.
Continue reading “Serving a life sentence: Addiction.”
On this Thursday eve as I ready to welcome the start of the weekend, I cannot help but reflect upon the horrific attacks of 9/11/01.
In my life, 9/11 wasn’t always synonymous with the brutal and unimaginable murders of thousands of people that day, in NYC, the Pentagon, and PA. That was a day we will never, and should never, forget. However, 9/11 is also my father’s birthday and we are gifted with a reason to celebrate this Sunday. Continue reading “September 12, 2001: United we stood.”