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“My Well Intended Day”

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It’s easy enough to get out of bed with the right intentions of making the best out of my day. But wait! It first takes a moment of conscious effort, to know what it is I want, before the wheels of intention can start spinning. But wait! Even more important than that, it all begins with awakening. “Smile, breathe, and go slowly,” I hear the quote of-Thich Nhat Hanh playing in my head. But just as my thoughts are written in a reverse manor. I would turn the quote around at the beginning of my awakening and ‘go slowly.’ ‘Breathing’ in the breath of life. Breathing out the whispered words of praise and thanksgiving for another day. How could I not ‘smile’ as my intentions of the day had already been set in motion simple through the awareness of my awakening. 
Now the quote is put back in its proper place as I start the rest of my day with a ‘smile,’ and use my ‘breathe’ to keep my focus. I “go…slowly” with the intention of making the best of my day.

The work begins the moment I walk through the doorway of my bedroom. It is the world of distractions that I must face. It’s within the choices I make that my day will be determined. The first thought that comes to mind that starts the tug-a-war inside is, “should I turn the news on as I eat my breakfast?” My inner voice says “no”, my ego says “yes! We need to know what’s going on in the world.” I will refocus when I go into my sacred space after I eat, I tell myself. The negativity begins as I watch the news, read the paper, then onto the internet. If only I could focus on the few good things I see, but the cloud of negativity has begun to overshadow it. With coffee in hand and hope in my heart I head to my special room. As I light my candle to set the mood, I wonder why we humans so easily do the very thing we know we shouldn’t? As I try to quiet my mind for prayer I can’t get the news out of my mind. Like a wall across my path, its blocking my way. Entertaining the thoughts only makes it worse, “Breath,” I hear that voice inside me, but the ego wants to entertain all the things that make me frustrated, anger, and anxious. “Breathe,” I hear the voice again. Closing my eyes, I slowly breath in and out until I’m able to let the thoughts pass through me, and my intentions of the day come back into view. The ‘smile’ returns as I remember the focus my ‘breathing’ brings into play, and I’m reminded of how much easier it is to stay on track when I simple ‘go slowly,’ mindfully remembering what a gift I’ve been given today.

“One Big Conscious Melting Pot”

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I call myself an optimist you’ve heard me say this before, I know. So how do I maintain this optimistic attitude with so much distention going on right now. This is a question I have to ask myself daily. I can’t stand the way the alternative makes me feel and when I’m ill-at-ease it’s always my first indication that I’ve slipped away from my true-self. What is my truth, you might ask me? My truth is that I believe there is something better within me…than that which is in the world. I believe that the same something is within each of us. We’re all a part of this one big conscious melting pot, and we’re each responsible for what this mixture creates.
The only way I can maintain my optimism is to keep my focus on a world that works for all humankind. The only way I can do that is by working on being the change myself that I visualize the world to be. I personally can’t do this without the partnership of my Creator. For it is only in Him, with Him and through Him that my own little melting pot is able to create the combination needed for the better good of myself, and the world I live in.  

“Heroes”

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I’m sitting at the Ann B. Barshinger Cancer Institute in Lancaster PA. It is a beautiful facility top notch with just about everything you need for treatment. It’s not the kind of place you want to come and see just to check it out. I don’t think anyone wants to walk through its doors if they didn’t have to.

I’m here with my younger sister who was diagnosed with breast cancer. She had surgery. One treatment of chemo that made her so sick, her system couldn’t tolerate anymore. She still lost her hair. She’s now into her fourth week of a 7 week series of radiation. It’s beginning to leave behind the burns it creates. In spite of all she’s been through, she is doing well, and has a good positive attitude. I’m feeling pretty hopeful for her myself.

As I look around it blows my mind to see how many people are fighting this terrible disease. Today especially I’m noticing more women then usual with no head covers. Their hair has begun to grow back. They seem proud to display it as if it’s their first sign of getting back to normal.

I’m only an observer. I have no idea how they feel or what it’s like. What I see is their bravery. Like warriers they walk with their heads held high, with hope and prayer as their weapon. They’re fighting the good fight for life. And I can’t help but think how heroic they are!