Once again, it proved to me that during these times of challenge and change, forward movement fueled by positive words and vision naturally shuns opposing wills draped in negativity and self-service.
Today this wildly off-balance pendulum struck my personal life. Oh, there was no catastrophic tragedy, just a realization that things aren’t like they were or how I want them. Yes, I’m one of those former middle class Americans trying to find my way through the maze. I feel like Jack in the Jack in The Box commercial who whines, “I am so tired of this recession.”
Then I received a gift. An absolutely free gift—probably from bird poop.
I’m not surprised that I still build winding paths through every garden I’ve planted. It’s exactly how I ramble through life. Mystery, surprises, adventure and exploration define my continuing lifestyle.
Between the continuing events in Japan, the breakdown of our own democracy, and the passing of Robert this morning, I can’t seem to get the spirit of the Irish excited enough to don the green or even hunt for a four-leaf clover.
I peacefully slept the entire night, even though none of my favorite football teams played in Sunday’s Super Bowl, and then the team I picked from nothing more than the romance of past Super Bowl parties, lost. This morning’s sun was bright and warm, a cherished event on this portion of the coast. The coffee spouse brewed filled the air with that special aroma of deeply roasted coffee beans, so closely akin to the smell of a deep, rich chocolate. This, I […]
I’m one of those New Year’s Eve revelers that admit my resolutions, like diets, fade with each new month of the New Year.
When our economy turned, my wealth transformed from monetary to experience. Experience shaved expenses to just pay the bills. Some of those sheared expenses included shopping for toys and clothes for the children who don’t even have a roof where Santa’s sleigh can land;
Each of my core friends also has core friends who share silver and gold threads. My observation is that these are the ones who know us for who we are, for who we’ve been, and for who we shall still become. And that is an unexpected gift of maturity.
Reflection tells me that much has changed within my life since then. I discovered and befriended many others who wish and act for the greater good. Near my 40th Daily Good post two people at a party approached me and said, “I love your Daily Good.” Wow. Inching past 50 Daily Good posts, questions like, “Where do you find these?” started coming into my email box.
“When our world is shaken up, it is an opportunity for growth and change,” the counselor responded to my quest for how to keep our spirit rich while we watch the world’s economy slip further into the gutter and our battle to keep afoot is like fighting with one leg and one arm.