I was up till 12 last night writing. I was on a roll and didn’t want to stop. Then I got up early to do yoga in the loft of the barn with Didi. She’s a gentle soul that just seemed to have a calming affect on me.
I hung around in the loft after we were done and journaled for a bit until breakfast was ready downstairs. I sat with two other ladies, Liz who took me under her wing the first day I got here. She’s been very encouraging and helpful directing me toward supportive networks and books to read on how to write memoir. Then there’s Carmine who reached out to me introducing herself and always pulling me into the conversation making me feel a part of the people here. All 3 ladies are leaving today. I shall miss them, but they’ve helped to get me off to a good start as I feel more comfortable meeting the new people coming in.
Today will be my 3rd full day here, and I can’t say enough about how at home I feel. They do everything they can to make you comfortable. For instance, I’m short as some of you already know. So, my desk is too high, my chair too low. So we tried a few chairs to on for size. They were all too low. Then we tried some different tables, and they were still too high. Finally we found a chair and it was…just right…as Goldilocks said after trying out all the furniture in the three bears house. Lol
Speaking of bears there’s all kinds of story’s about bears around here. One lady heard something rubbing up against her cabin and was afraid to look out the window.
She later learned from the lady staying next to her that she did indeed see a bear walking between their cabins. Yikes! Maybe staying in the lodge isn’t such a bad thing after all.
I started to go for a walk down a path until it became too enclosed on both sides by the woods. I chickened out and turned around thinking I might look like a plump juicy treat to one of those bears.
The word is that no ones every been attacked by one yet. I think I’ll play it safe anyway and stay close to my surroundings.
“Imagine what a harmonious world it could be if every single person, both young and old, shared a little of what he is good at doing.” -Quincy Jones
Trump makes the statement that his new administration is running like a fine-tuned machine. Imagine what a harmonious country we’d have if only we could believe it was true. Running like a fine-tuned machine is a great example of what the summation of Quincy Jones quote amounts to. Every single person, both young and old sharing a little of what they are good at doing. The key word here is, doing.
I was recently in a conversation with two of my longtime friends. We each have a different political standing, but after a short but effective conversation we all three came to the same conclusion, that we all need to bring it home. Another word on a level in which we can make a difference on a smaller more manageable scale. Each one of us sharing a little of what we are good at doing. Add our passion for what we believe and the openness to listen to each other allows us to take what resonates with us, and leave the rest behind. Just like my two friends and I did. It was about finding a common ground respecting each other’s belief’s, and keeping our friendship in harmony, without putting a wedge between us.
It’s easy enough to talk the talk, but walking the walk is putting the talk into action.
So, what are you good at, and how can you use it to create harmony instead of discord between one another. You don’t have to run for president or do anything outstanding. All you must be is who you are, and offer to the world around you what you are good at doing.
Be the example in the world you want to see!
“Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another, What! You too?I thought I was the only one.” C.S. Lewis
I had to laugh when I saw this quote as it reminded me of the many years gone by, and the different friends I’ve shared this kind of moments with. I’d forgotten how I use to picture each friend as if I had them tucked safely within a pocket of different sizes and color. I picked each friend because there was something about them that I valued, loved and had in common. I still have many of those pockets. Some still hold strong and some became worn and tired as friends slipped away. I’ve been able to resew some of the old ones back on and rekindled the friendships that slipped away for a while.
The great thing about my friendship pockets are that I can reach inside for anyone of them and enjoy their unique quality. If I want someone to laugh with, I reach inside that pocket. If I need someone to cry with, I reach in that one. If I need some understanding there’s another one for that. If I want to share a hobby, I reach into this one. If I want to explore and learn something new, I reach inside that one. If I find myself in a place of need in which I can find no pocket to reach into, I pray that God will bring likeminded people into my life, and He has. You know the most precious time we spend together is not when it’s about me or them, but in the sharing of each other. The moments when we realize that we’re not the only one.