“A Bell is not a bell ’til you ring it-
A song’s not a song ’til you sing it-
Love in your heart wasn’t put there to stay-
Love isn’t love ’til you give it away!”
I think I’ll buy a bell to ring,
And set the table with my finest things.
Dig out my few diamonds and wear my bling.
For this is the day
the Lord has given me.
I want to rejoice and be glad.
I’ll be serving some love
I have plenty to go around,
And the more I pour out
there is a boundless amount.
It seems there’s no end
to what can be found.
When you give it away
It grows by the mounds.
So won’t you join me
For a cup or two,
And share it with
A few friend’s too.
“The greatest gift you can give someone is receiving what they have to offer.” – Anonymous
From the simplest prayer, thought and reiki, to the many cards, flowers, meals, and care giving. I’ve been showered with the gifts of kindness, selflessness, blessings and love. My surgeries this past year while overwhelming in the negative sense have brought a new awareness of overwhelming proportions revealing how much others really care. I used to be a very private person not telling too many people what was going on in my life. I didn’t want to complain or seem whine about things. Getting through those difficult times was pretty lonely and seemed to take longer. What I have found in reaching out to others is that the experience is much less stressful, I heal faster, and I’ve become more humble as I accept the gift that others have to offer me.
As I continue to heal through the Christmas season. I’ve been saying that it doesn’t feel like Christmas. Of course that’s because I’m not doing all the things I usually do that get me in the mood. But in truth these past few weeks I’ve been experiencing what the true meaning of Christmas spirit is about, the giving of oneself. “The greatest gift you can give someone is your time. Because when you give your time, you are giving a portion of your life that you will never get back.”-Anonymous
I humbly and with deep appreciation accept your many offerings. I couldn’t ask for a greater Christmas gift.
“If you wish the world to become loving and compassionate, become loving and compassionate yourself. If you wish to diminish fear in the world, diminish your own. These are the gifts that you can give.”-Gary Zukav
I had a dream and in it I saw a tall stool. It had a green and black shawl neatly folded on the seat, and on top of that was a crown. As I walked over ready to sit down. I heard a voice that said, “stop.”
“Why?” I asked.
And the voice said, “you may sit after you’ve giving first.”
“Given what?” I asked.”
“Anything and everything just make sure it comes from the heart. Then each time you give sit upon the high stool that you may see the difference your efforts have made. Wrap the shawl around you that you may feel in the comfort you’ve given others, and wear the crown of glory that represents the gift of your efforts.”
Once again I say if we want to see the change, we have to be the change first. That is the one thing we know we can do something about, ourselves. It’s all about the boomerang effect. What we put out there comes back to us. Give and you shall receive…that is the gift.
It is true that sometimes you just don’t have the strength to pick yourself up no matter how good of an attitude you have. As I thought about what I would write today I felt like I have nothing to give. What I need is some of my own medicine fed back to me, and right when I needed to hear it there it was in a thank you card I got in the mail today.
“There is no time for worry, or fear, or anger, or any negativity!”
“What does that mean?” I hear my inner spirit ask me.
And I remember it’s because there is always a degree of beauty, to be seen between the slivers of the moment that present themselves to us. I may not see the big picture as strongly as I’d like right now, but the glimpse give me the hope I need to keep going until I get to the other side of what I’m going through.
I told the nurse in recovery what a wonderful caring husband I have. She said that’s so sweet they should put him up on a billboard as an example that good husbands actually do exist. I thought what a bittersweet statement that was.Sweet for me, but sad for the people out there who don’t know what it’s like to be truly loved.
I had to sleep in my recliner all night to keep my head upright. So my hubby slept in his right beside me so he could keep a watchful eye on me. We didn’t get much sleep, him a little more then I, but just having him there was comforting. I’m still pretty out of it dozing off and on, but every time I fall asleep I jerk myself awake. So I look over at Tom sleeping, and can’t resist writing about how blessed I’m feeling in spite of my discomfort.😷 He truly is the best in my eyes, and when I remember each morning what I am grateful for, Tom is always at the top of my list.