It is after 11:00 PM. I have had a very full day and just got out of a seminar. In order to complete my writing agreement before midnight, I am sitting in a parking lot at a Taco Bell, composing this post on my phone. I have 15 minutes to complete my agreement for the day and was struggling to come up with an idea for a quick post after a long day. It then occurred to me that when I am determined to keep my word, I can find a way to do just about anything. So I will complete this post and then drive home… After I have a taco or two.
A relative sent me this picture of myself, taken well over forty years ago. I had never seen it before, but I felt it really captured the essence of me. I had the strange sensation that I was looking at somebody else… somebody that I knew very well… not exactly me. The best part was that it made me smile and I realize that at nearly fifty, I actually like myself. It was a long road, but I got there.
You don’t choose your family. They are God’s gift to you, as you are to them.
On this Wisdom Wednesday, Reverend Tutu’s words remind me of all the wonderful gifts with which I have been blessed.
Many people around me are hurting today.
Today’s post is simply a prayer…
A prayer for comfort for my brother-in-law and sister-in-law who just lost their son, and for all those who have lost loved ones…
A prayer for healing for my step-father who is very ill and headed back to the hospital, and for all those who are struggling with health issues…
A prayer for rest for those who are overworked…
A prayer for abundance for those who are struggling financially…
A prayer for sobriety for those with addictions…
A prayer for safety for those in harm’s way…
A prayer for companionship for those who are lonely…
A prayer for courage for those who are afraid…
A prayer for the human condition.
It is actually quite sunny here today. This was taken last week with my iPhone 5S, using the Noir filter. Phoneography and Non-SLR Digital Devices Photo Challenge, Week 3: Black & White. I liked the gradation in value from the light sky above and the dark pavement below, as well as the transition from the painterly quality at the top to the stark line at the bottom.
As Father’s Day comes to a close, I am thinking about all the fathers in my life.
My son, who is celebrating his second Father’s Day, has a baby girl who simply adores him. I am proud of the dad he is, especially because he didn’t really have a role model.
When I was a teenager, my step-father sewed a skirt I ripped as I cried out of frustration. He took me to the emergency room when I fell down a flight of stairs and split my noggin open. And he made some killer cubed steak and gravy too! He doesn’t sew or cook much anymore.
My brother-in-law is celebrating his first Father’s Day. He had never held an infant until his own son was born. By my sister’s own admission, he is a better mother than she could ever be.
My father-in-law is a wonderful man and has treated me like a daughter nearly since the day we met. He looks out for me, sends me things he knows I would like, and takes a general interest in what’s going on with me. (I think he likes me better than my husband.)
All kidding aside, my husband learned a lot from his dad. I always say the line that hooked me was when my husband’s online profile listed one of his favorite things as “telling jokes that make me laugh and my kids roll their eyes.” I always heard that the best gift a man can give his kids is to love their mother. Well, we don’t have any children together, but my husband has certainly given his step-children the gift of loving their mother. And I know it has been good for them.
Finally, I have been thinking about my dad all day. He could make any situation seem better with just a few words. I can remember calling him late at night, because I knew he would be up… and if he wasn’t he would talk to me anyway. He always knew just what to say. One of the things he used to say to me, popped into my head first thing this morning. It was usually after I had done something stupid and he wanted to let me know he was in my corner no matter what. He would say, “You’re my daughter. When you’re right, you’re right and when you’re wrong, you’re right.” Now I was smart enough to know I wasn’t always right… especially in those moments. But it sure made me feel better.
I passed this fence and this lily every day this week. And every time I passed, I thought, “That would be a good shot.” Today, I did not have need to pass by there, but I couldn’t get the picture out of my head. So I drove to this spot, pulled into the closest driveway, got out of my car, and snapped a few photos (I also caught a bee on a thistle while I was there… but I’ll us that for another post). Now I will be able to sleep tonight.
I have had a difficult time composing a post today. My week has been unbalanced, if not completely chaotic. My schedule, including my sleep, has been all out of whack. And I have generally felt “out of it.”
As I sat down to the computer, my thoughts were all over the place. Then it occurred to me to write about what I am doing to combat my scatterbrained condition this week. Because I wasn’t being productive in ways that I wanted to be, I decided to tackle the problem by addressing my feelings of disorganization. The best way for me to do this is to organize things.
I cleaned out my wallet, being sure I had recorded any receipts I found in Quicken. Then I worked on my inbox (which I have to admit is atrocious). I hit unsubscribe on a few of the auto-responder emails I get but don’t really read. Then I dealt with the important email messages from the past few days, and I trashed all the junk mail for the past few weeks. When I was tired of dealing with the mental clutter of money and paper, I moved to the fridge.
I have been working on losing weight, and I have been stuck. I had the thought that I should quit trying so hard. I have been exercising an hour or more per day. This may not sound like such a big deal but it’s pretty significant considering I have only been able to walk since mid-January. Today I decided I would declutter the refrigerator as a way of clearing some of the negative energy around the whole weight loss thing.
I threw out all the leftovers (especially the fuzzy ones). I checked expiration dates on everything and tossed all the old stuff. Then I went shopping and bought the ingredients for Gazpacho (one of my dad’s favorites, that I still make on Father’s Day even though he’s gone), and all the things I love and are good for me. My focus was on being inclusive rather than on depriving myself.
I completed a task that didn’t need to be completed until next Thursday… just in case next week is like this one. I took my time, did it with excellence, and double checked my work. Yes, I neglected some other things to get it done, but it was one of those “important” things that I did not want to become “urgent” later.
Toward the end of the day, someone else did something that interfered with my schedule (to the tune of about 2 1/2 hours). At first I was quite perturbed, but because I had accomplished so many other things today, things worked out just fine. It will probably take me the rest of the weekend to get back on track. And that’s okay. For now, I am going to get a good night’s sleep (I hope).
Success is doing what you want, where you want, with whom you want, as much as you want.
This does not mean you never have to do anything you don’t want to do. However, if you do what needs to be done, when it needs to be done, I believe the freedom Tony Robbins is talking about will be yours. This sovereignty over my life is what I am working toward. And I am getting closer every day. Happy Wisdom Wednesday!