Posts Tagged ‘inspiration’

Adapt – Accept – Free – Squander

April 5, 2018

Those are absolutely giant words in each and every human life. The human being has an amazing character to be able to adapt fairly quickly to any situation put before him or her.

The only problem humans face in their willingness to accept what scenario is the challenge before him or her. Though on occasion we have to face a situation that would make anyone cringe, we always have a choice….that choice is to accept the fact we cannot change some things.

Therein, if we are to be happy, we must have a willingness to accept that fact – and move forward from there. If we try to change an unchangeable scenario we will just “spin our wheels” and wind up out of control and unhappy.

This is not an easy challenge, but once accepted you can face “the mountain” squarely, and begin to plan the way you will forge onward and upward from there.

If you adapt and accept you will find no matter what obstacle you face can be overcome. The way you do it may be totally unexpected, and perhaps not what you would choose…but the probability of learning from it, and bettering your life is immense. You might even find, in the long run, you have a better outcome than you expected.

When you adapt and accept you will begin to realize you are free! Free to think, analyze, move on, and open arenas in life you never expected to become well-versed in. You are always free
to choose happiness and growth. When you do you unwittingly pull a better life towards you. You will find your adapting and accepting with “anticipation” and “willingness” to learn and try will also draw people towards you….you open a world, and are free to choose…keeping hope for the best as your own attitude!

If you squander the moments of your life through negligence or inaction, you are not the only one to suffer. If there is one other human being you care for, remember if you do not adapt, and accept you will limit your life much more than the challenge before you, and your choices will affect all who may share your life.

As abruptly as life began, and you open your eyes, you focus, and the world enlarges, in the blink of an eye you are facing the prospect of aging and the ultimate and humbling knowledge that soon you will face death.

If you have adapt and accept all that is placed before you, your life will be filled with freedom and unexpected joy. As your world becomes smaller with age, you will have gained wisdom, cherished each moment as an individual “time of your life”, and will be able to handle the ultimate challenge with grace and ease.

PITY PARTY

March 27, 2018

Would you like to come to my pitiful pity party.
You don’t need be strong, you don’t need be hearty.
They’ll be no refreshments served, no cupcakes or treat,
This party is strictly for those who are sad, mad doesn’t count,
don’t kick up your feet, this pitiful party is just for the weak.

Those who are healing and can’t get outside,
those disabled souls still filled with false pride.
Walk on those crutches, push that sweet walker,
Think “healing is now” – don’t rush, don’t be a sucker.

Takes a minute to damage the one place you live –
Now use time to “catch up”, to to think and to pray,
Take a breath and think “healing” – it could happen today.

If not, if its longer and seems like a life time for you,
Then keep your wits about you and do what you do!
Write out the bills, organize files, sit in the sun,
Stay loaded with smiles…

Think of this time as a rest, a vacation from stress;
Pluck your eye brows, put on a mud pack, and do all the rest…
Things normally crammed into “when I can do it”,
Be positive and pray, and you will always get through it!

Just to let you know, so you don’t feel down and alone
I’m healing myself – slowly each day, and living my words,
So now what can “WE” say? It is a short time, a little rhyme;
An avenue to a whole new experience WE see NOW.
Let’s be an example, while doing our best, to help others to heal,
Take a breath, a “forced” rest isn’t really all bad.
I see others and know some wish that they had…
A minute to rest.
A minute to write.
Just relax in the day,
And sweet dreams at night.

 

 

 

 

I believe in hugs. I believe in love.

March 16, 2018

When I hug someone I don’t do it for any other reason than I care (of course not including my husband…I love him and am passionately in love with him).

Years ago I taught a class “hug therapy”.  It began because I often walked up to strangers, women in particular, and ask if I could hug them.  I chose people I thought could use a pick me up, a little up close and in personal act of warmth and caring. Often an elderly person, or a person who looked kind of sad or let down.

I was always received with welcome smiles and arms open.  We would share a big hug and both of us left smiling and feeling as if we had exchanged something words could not express.  We both felt better.

At the time I taught high intensity aerobics and also a senior class.  When I began requiring a hug at the end of the session, I only had one person balk.  She said she wasn’t a person who liked to be touched.  Everyone else was totally up to share this sign of affection.

Personally  when I hug someone I am sharing a bit of my health and joy with that person.  Hugs can be very healing and sometimes, invaluable!

A hug should only be shared with permission.  That is called respect.  So at the end of each class students would line up and we each looked in each others eyes, smiled, and hugged.  It was wonderful….

Two things that came of this, were such a wonderful surprise to me.

The lady who chose not to hug watched for weeks as everyone else shared this simple act of closeness, with no expectations.  One day after class she walked towards me and said,”Okay, I will try it.”  She stood still as I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a big mindful hug.  (That is just a strong-gentle hug that lasts ten seconds or so, then a release.)  She stood back and smiled.  From that point forward she always waited for a parting hug.  It was lovely because she soon “relaxed” into it, and hugged me back. She told me, “I don’t know what it is, but when we hug I feel like a connection of two living souls.  I feel loved and empowered.”  I often think of that and hope she is still hugging and being hugged.

The other wonderful words bestowed upon me were these:  “I drive twenty-five miles to take this class, and though I like the class a lot – I really come for the hugs.  This is the only time I get hugged all week, and I love it.  It keeps me looking forward to the day…just for that hug.”  This thought still makes me teary-eyed.

When my daughter or girlfriends get together, we often hug tightly and jump up and down for joy!

Such a simple act that can mean so much to another human being. I know “times” are different, and there are so many things we can feel afraid to say or do, but if you can hug someone today, do it!

Just remember to be respectful and ask, “Do you mind if we have a hug?”

Addendum:  I know several Chinese people who say is is not their custom to hug strangers or anyone except husband/wife and family.  We spoke in depth and I do understand the concept and protocol of this custom… I respect their wishes as such….I didn’t ask, but perhaps that is why many bow upon meeting (or is that a Japanese custom?)  I am not certain.  I believe not judging, but respecting “others” customs is important in this melting pot of the world.

Have a beautiful day.

 

 

 

 

A Dream

February 8, 2018

I had a dream, and then another and another – night after night, month after month, year after year. Years turned to decades and I found myself dreaming, still.

Life changed the dreams from beautiful flights of fancy to tears sometimes. Everything in my waking hours turned to dreams. All memories bound together by darkness and restless eyes.

Dreams turned to acknowledgements, wisdom, wishes and the still hope lay in the path to fly again. I saw the future of the core of humans still aspiring, and of those who lost their way. I saw minds turn to stone and move like robots over the dying planet.

I had a dream. All the youthful errors were brought to light and the heart of my heart shone above all others on the browning planet. He was stable and like a rock. He was true, and I was his child and Spiritual friend. All others dissipated like fog in late morning.

I was old and disabled. I passed by a woman who scowled and resented everything. I told her to try to smile. I told her it would make all easier and love would come to her.

I watched young and robust and healthy young woman pivot and turn, with grace and ease. I cried for the exchange of freedom in movement to truth coming. I knew.

I dreamed of the multilevel domes they called stacks. I could see everything outside from within.
Across the glass bridge, everything was transparent and I ran and skipped across it and back to the dome.

Within the confines, which felt limitless, I found myself turning like the tiny ballerina on the music box, again and again I moved with the music in my mind. I spun around the top level of the dome, never faltering, never less than steady. When I stopped I looked at the sky outside and knew I would fly again soon.

“If I could just remember how”, I thought. “I would gently lift, and with my head tilted towards the sky I would put my arms back beside my body. then back further, with fingers together and hands relaxed, still parallel to my body, but behind it now, I would pick up speed and gentle altitude – between the old buildings, now higher in the sky.
Above the empty cities, turning with arms out to my side, above the mountains, above where the green and blue once joined in gentle landscape.”

I remember once I lifted and rose and left the earth.  I flew over the pasture.  I looked down and I was above the goats and cows, and the small farmhouse.  I could smell the fresh green grass and hear the creek below.  I could feel the breeze.  I don’t remember how I came back to my body, but there I lay, still awake in the bed. I listened to the barking of dogs. There were no drugs, no alcohol, yet I had, while fully awake, tasted freedom –  from a time I was restricted to bed to heal from injuries when I had been hit in my car.  I think it was a gift to still my restless heart and strengthen my faith.

I knew I would someday remember again. I was there already within my mind. I flew over small institution cubes where the workers could be monitored, and the core of the common man now lived. Everything had changed. I could see it was near the time.

I lived my life and learned all of it. I did not choose an easy end. I fulfilled my time with grace and still a soft heart.

I awoke and was glad my dreams had finally left me. For so many years in waking hours my mind lived in both the awake world and the dream world. I could not forget either.
But I was meant to learn my lessons and I was tenacious and hungry still for adventure.

I slept and dreamed. I awoke and the light was brilliant. I had seen so many faces in the walls, and floors. I could not be alone and awake, and daydream for a moment that the faces of multitudes did not appear to me.

I was glad to forsake my day on planet earth. I was glad to give up the freedom and treacheries of my dreams. I was glad to be without form in Spirit alone. I knew I was dead. I was finally “as it should be”; as it will be for all – as it is destined to be.

The sky was blue. The stars were really diamonds shining in rainbows of colors, and I could rest and bounce from cloud to cloud. I saw Spirits that had left me. I knew there were Spirits to come. I saw the Man of Sacrifice and Love, and He was the light, and His father still watched over it all. I knew it had been worth it all and I could not recall the time of pain and suffering.

I felt snuggled in love, embraced with truth. I could fly again. Home at last.

I awoke.

Understanding

January 25, 2018

Here is a thought on understanding. No one person has more pain than another. We all suffer in this life-time. Mental anguish, physical pain, both can be staggering, and both can disable a person.

Try as you may,  you will never be able to get directly into the mind of someone else, and have the same trials that they may face. We are all human, yet we are all different. We need to join together in understanding each person handles pain differently.

Some people can tolerate pain better than others, and some people may have no knowledge of the power we have within our minds to bear the burden and help heal our own pain.

Some pain will never diminish completely, and therefore we must adapt, we must use our wits about us to find acceptance and a way to handle it.

After all we are the ONLY one who knows our suffering aside from God. He will always help you to find a way to grow beyond your limitations, and still become that wonderful person from within.

Pray. Think in terms of “I am healing”, “I am doing the best I can”, “I can handle whatever happens”, and so forth. My mama gave me a great reason to keep going.  She said, “I must be strong for my children and my grandchildren.  I will make them proud of me, and prepare them for what may come.” She showed me by carrying herself with the strength of a mighty warrior, and rarely complaining.

Breathe. Think about your breathing and use this gift. You will create energy and relax simultaneously.  You will create pain medication from within, and will find, with practice,  you are able to divert your own attention from the pain, even perhaps, helping someone else who may be suffering.

Remember when you see someone with a weakened body, or injured, give their mind another reason to try….share a smile with them. Talk to them. Understand they may be struggling.  For as you give…..you SHALL receive.!  Create a day worthwhile with love and understanding.

Take a breath slowly in through the nose. Hold it. Visualize it helping you, and now exhale through the mouth slowly, visualizing pain and negativity dissipating as you exhale. Repeat this often. When you feel overwhelmed – breathe! Share the knowledge with someone and you will reap the rewards as well.

You are loved!

PAIN, WORLD PROBLEMS, AND A WAY TO SURVIVE!

January 21, 2018

Totally believe we have choice one hundred percent of the time. “The best anesthesia against pain is your mental power. If you identify yourself more with God and less with the body.”..……You can survive anything and be happy!

“Be mentally apart from pain; develop more strength of mind. Be tough within. When you are feeling pain, inwardly say to yourself, “It doesn’t hurt me.” When a hurt comes, recognize it as something to be cared for, but don’t suffer over it.”

We can help heal our bodies with the power of our minds.  We will find peace beyond understanding if we fill that empty space in our hearts with God.

We need to remember to have FUN and really take time to LIVE!

Time is of the essence.   Fill the air with love and don’t forget to listen and watch…miracles are all around us if we just open our hearts and eyes.

You may think what is happening in the world is terrible and out of control. It may APPEAR you have no choices. You ALWAYS HAVE THE CHOICE of how to react to what happens in your corner of the world. Do the best you can in “your” world, remember to love and forgive, and be honorable in your actions.

One word, one deed, one moment could make a change in someones life and then the domino effect begins….one human, one heart at a time.

I REMEMBER….

January 9, 2018

The difference between positive thoughts and negative ones…is simply a word or two.

Rather than mentioning how much I MISS specific things, as an optimist I will say instead, I have WONDERFUL MEMORIES of things. It is so easy, but we get in the habit of using negative words and phrases, and our minds, being brilliant learning machines, places the words used into thoughts and feelings.

Today I would like to share memories of things I treasure. I will hope and pray that the children of today, though perhaps unable to enjoy the exact memories, will have exceptional memories of their own as they grow into adults.

I remember sitting in a tree when I was eight or so, and I enjoyed the sound of the birds and the big clouds mixing together before a storm. I ate so many tart green apples it did make me ill for a bit – but worth every moment I had sitting in that tree.

I remember how the sound of a train made me feel warm and think of places in the country and the thrill when the engine operator saw me and tooted his long horn. The sound still makes me stop and think….

I remember laying in the grass and listening to silence, while clouds configured into animals and faces, and wonderful things.

I remember riding my bike with my sister to the high school in the evening. There was no fear, no helmet, and no restriction to be home before dark. We dropped our bikes and changed into swimsuits and jumped into the pool. I loved to do a headstand in the water – legs straight as a board.

I remember walking on a downed tree with my cousin on the end of it, pushing it up and down to see if he could shake me off. We laughed and smiled and then went fishing on the river in Kings Canyon.

I remember seeing so many butterflies when the flowers came into bloom. A butterfly would flutter by…The bees came round too when the flowers were in bloom, another memory of joy.

I remember going to a camp where my brother and sister and I floated candles on little lily pads made of cardboard as a show of our faith in Jesus. The lake was brilliant with the light of so many that night.

I remember being scolded at that camp because I let a boy kiss me lightly on the lips. It is not the scolding that brings a fond memory, but because I liked the boy – it was the kiss!

I remember always, with my family, sharing laughter and song. Often we broke into song for no particular reason. We still do.

I am joyful and grateful I was born with something inside my heart than always finds a way to smile and be positive. I believe I was born to love, and in turn, I have been given love by so many people along the way.

I remember as a young adult someone told me “I have the cracklings of a healer” – which to me is wonderful. I want others to feel their hearts almost explode with joy, and their bodies and minds to heal..I want them to KNOW and use the power of the Spirit within.

I am living, thirty years now, with a man who kept his promises…and still does.

Fireflies, bonfires, a church bell ringing, children giggling, the feel of a baby laying on your chest-your heartbeat and the infants heartbeat, the dog laying upside down, sleeping and snoring, the unity of loved ones when Spirit leaves a body, the faith that keeps you going even when it seems impossible, the movement of the foot when a piece of music begins and that rhythm awakens the body and prods it to get up and dance just for fun, a sunset on the beach with sand sifting between your toes, the sunrise in the pines when the smell of coffee and the sound of crackling bacon awakens you, the colors as leaves turn from green to red and drop off of the trees, the dogs jumping in a pile of leaves you just raked up, a child’s eyes as he sits up in a bathtub, after showing you he can put his head under water, the parents gathered together to watch the soccer game with the young children beginning to hone skills in physical challenges, the bravery of a young soldier when he comes home with only one leg and works to begin again, holding hands, a good movie that leaves you smiling and feeling elated, the smile of someone you don’t know sitting next to you in stopped traffic, the look someone you love gives you when they shine eyes upon you, and you know they love you, and oh so very much more……all the miracles of the moments, the days, the months, the years.

THIS IS my year of GRATITUDE for all the memories, and all the wonderful moments of life to come – NO MATTER WHAT!

I pray this will be the beginning of a new and beautiful year for you too! REMEMBER there are a few ways to make it happen.
No matter what happens keep in mind you ALWAYS have a choice in how you respond; make it a positive response.
Prayer works so use it. (Even if you question this, try one prayer a day and see what happens!)
Wake up and say, “This is going to be a very good day.” Turn around potentially bad incidents into a learning scenario, and move forward.
Think before you speak. As ye think, so shall ye become.
Be a better listener.
Love one another – and FORGIVE. We all make mistakes.

 

 

 

 

 

Just One of Those Days…..

November 29, 2017

P1010010Yesterday was just one of those days you spend more time recovering and working to take care of business when you just want to run away….When you should be paying attention to important things – like playing with the puppy!

Away from all the politics, the news, the dissension between peoples, and all the pain life brings to us over the years. I am going to apologize for yesterday’s post because I read it to my husband last night. He is always interested in what I’ve written. As I read it I realized it was
“scattered” – my writing was not up to what I feel it should be, by now!

My opinions were true, but if I am going to voice opinions I cannot do it when I am upset or in great pain. It besmears my thinking.

I fell again two days ago. Not being able to feel most of my feet when I walk is difficult, and sometimes the remnants of drop foot take over. Basically I fell backwards landed on my left wrist and fanny, then my head fell back and slammed hard into the kitchen cabinets. Actually I put my wrist down to break the fall so I wouldn’t land flat on tile on my back. That could have really damaged an already fused back. It worked – just “tweeked” it a bit.

Still I was in immediate pain (nothing broken), with a radical headache. That night I iced everything and sat still trying to get to a position that didn’t hurt.

God is good. The next morning I was stiff like a board, but ready to roll…the mind is a great healer…as the Bible says, “Physician heal thyself.”

So what I want to say is GOOD MORNING brothers and sisters. Good morning to one and all.
We can only affect those in the circle of our own lives. We cannot turn sour and hard because a few are screaming about everything.

Today I am going to concentrate on all the wonderful and happy things in life. If I start to turn a corner to worry or anger, I am going to stop and take a deep breath or two, and just say “Thank you God – let me begin again this moment. I am going to stay on the straight and narrow of changing the world, one person at a time.

I am going to prioritize my “list” of to do’s and let all the rest be in on the desk waiting for their turn!

Lastly I will say, don’t put your family in harm’s way to “buy, buy, buy”! Black Friday, Cyber Monday, Giving Tuesday, and soon other days dedicated to keeping the people poor while making a few others rich. Be wise. Happy fun and love each other….doesn’t cost a thing!

 

 

Good Morning!

August 22, 2017

GOOD MORNING! Good morning my brothers and sisters. To be writing and to be reading means we are alive and I say thank you Great Spirit, Creator beyond our understanding and comprehension……thank you! Counselor who never tires of hearing my prayers, and never leaves me.

You have given us heart and the ability to smile. You have given human beings the instant spark to be strong and open to helping others when the need is great.

You have given us strength of mind and body when tragedy comes upon us, to rise and to move onward and upward.

You are the song in my heart and the backbone in this tenacious and weary body. You have given me the power to move beyond my own ability and the drive to go on…

The mysteries of the skies and beauty of the wispy clouds that run across the warm of the sun, but for a moment, are wonders to behold.

You have given us an appetite to learn more about everything we see and touch.
Often I have given less than I was able because sometimes I am only human, and forget that I have you within me, to brighten my outlook and stretch beyond my limits.

You have given me faith. From whence it comes I know not, but like the ocean breeze it cools and wets my face awakening this beating heart to begin again.

With the light of the day my mind begins to challenge me to get up and move and make this fine instrument once again, regardless of the pressing in of life, open my arms and lift them to praise you for so many miracles that happen each moment, many of which we simply do not take the time or energy to recognize.

Like an old friend, I trust you to elevate my thoughts, strength my mind, bring peace and happiness from within and let it burst into fruition to add to life for me and those in my circle of life.

Thank you oh Great Spirit of forgiveness, patience, and love. Thank you for knowing I cannot understand it all. For that which does not come to me clearly – please forgive me. I will try again to make you happy in my creation, after all is said and done.

I was given so much, and all you ask is that I have faith and love.

My blessed Creator, you are the grandest of all, and yet I am free to address you and love you. Mysterious and amazing.

Lovingly, your humble servant,
Marsha

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Pain

August 4, 2017

What happens when the pain is so bad that suddenly you think for a moment “I can’t can’t handle this. The pain is too much!”

Everyone says – “You can handle it – learn to deal with the hand you’ve been dealt. We all have to deal with pain…that’s life!”

Well……..those words are entirely true, but what I say today is “Phewy! Aarrghh! Crappola!
PLEASE don’t preach to the choir! Leave that to God.

We all do have to deal with pain and it sucks. What particularly sucks is that no one else on the planet, even if they have practically the same injury or problem, can understand your pain!
No one can jump right into your shoes, though many really kind and good hearted people (who have possibly dealt with lots of pain in his or her life) may sincerely try. It just isn’t happening.

It is YOUR pain, and yours alone. I can’t even describe the pain that almost left me unable to put any weight on my right ankle this afternoon. It didn’t last a lengthy time, like the pain that has become my constant companion from by back exploding. I guess you could say I am used to that pain. It varies in intensity, but shows up regularly each day, sometime after I put weight on my little frame of bones.

I tell you, God made the human body so strong and resilient that it never ceases to amaze me. During a lifetime I have participated in, or seen an ocean of pain from multiple sources….and yet people have healed, as best is possible with time and a bit of concentrated work.

Of course when you break that rare crystal bowl that sat on the table, even though you fixed it professionally…it will always have a weakness. It may look fine sitting on the table, but perhaps with time someone will put too much weight on it, or be careless handling it, and the bowl could succumb to that one incident of tragedy, then it hit the floor!

The human body is much stronger than the bowl. When I was in my twenties it seemed as if I challenged the endurance and healing power of the body, mind and spirit – simultaneously! I think that is still known as “partying”. Thank you God for your grace and in your undeserved mercy… I survived “myself”!

I sit down to write just a paragraph or two and it always winds up to be something I could just keep doing on. I love to write – I actually love to share life in this way….experiences I’ve had, thoughts I have, experiences of others, and those moments that make life worth “going beyond the pain!….back to the point of this post.

What was the point? Something about pain………hahahaha! The number one way to handle pain is DIVERSON, and that is exactly what I did! It works! (I really hope you don’t have too much pain to handle. I know it sucks. But it is “do-able”.). I send love and healing vibrations- and I am not just saying that! Ask my husband. He says “How can you care about people your don’t even know?” Well, that is easy! I am human, aren’t you? We are all REALLY connected in that way. Besides, Jesus said to love one another, and I love Jesus! Makes sense, eh?

Hug yourself. I just hugged myself and I needed it! You deserve a good hug!

This is a post that hasn’t been checked for errors and is 100% spontaneous. I hope it was worthy of a read. At least it was free!