Saith Me… Rest

Being multi-faceted requires continual effort, refinement, and polishing.  With dedication, one’s light will always sparkle and shine.  Unlike the precious gem, the warm, living flesh needs rest.  Nightly rest is not sufficient.  Occasionally the multi-faceted individual needs creative rest; a time when the mind floats and flutters in and out of reality; a time when the layers of mental and emotional dust blow away.

Common Sense ???

Put aside political affiliation and hear the truth of where political polarization is taking us.

“Unfortunately, I do not realistically expect the partisanship of recent years in the Senate to change over the short term. So at this stage of my tenure in public service, I have concluded that I am not prepared to commit myself to an additional six years in the Senate, which is what a fourth term would entail,” she said.

“As I enter a new chapter, I see a vital need for the political center in order for our democracy to flourish and to find solutions that unite rather than divide us. It is time for change in the way we govern, and I believe there are unique opportunities to build support for that change from outside the United States Senate. I intend to help give voice to my fellow citizens who believe, as I do, that we must return to an era of civility in government driven by a common purpose to fulfill the promise that is unique to America.”

Senator Olympia Snowe                                 February 2012

To Listen or To Try – That is Today’s Question

While language is a vital key to civilization, I wonder if it doesn’t get in the way of creativity. Have we become so reliant on how someone describes a process that we hesitate to experiment, to create, to try?  Are we too busy repeating and regurgitating that we have stopped exploring and in the end stopped learning?

A Great Day is A Blessed Day

Have you ever awoken in the morning and made the commitment to have a great day regardless of what was thrown at you?

You step outside to get the paper and rather than saying, “Damn its cold,” you say instead, “Oh look how beautifully the sun sparkles on the snow”. You tackle the taxes and determine it wasn’t such a chore, and that you shouldn’t have put it off. You pay the bills without going into the red; even having some money left over to transfer into savings.  The dishes get done, the laundry gets sorted and you haven’t raised your voice even once.  Hour by hour you work at keeping your commitment.  It is going to be a great day.

Then the phone rings and the world stops, just for a precious moment, held still by comprehension’s slow process.  You take a breath and the crying begins, sadness and joy combating inside your heart and brain.  You know that the day could have been worse, that you have been blessed, but the moment of fear is still etched in your mind.  You know that all will be well again, just not until after the suffering, the struggle and the remorse. You have teenagers and a great day is one where they are blessedly safe.