In the past two weeks, I have watched helplessly as two families I know have suffered the unexpected deaths of their loved ones. I’ve tried my best to think of words of comfort. Yet, words just seem to fall flat given the enormity of these terrible losses. So what to do? Truly I think we honor these ones by living our best lives. My mother’s words ring in my ears, “Don’t sweat the small stuff,” she would tell me. Good advice to a daughter with an overactive imagination; advice I tend to forget from time-to-time. So, the gossip, the back stabbing out there, we simply have to let it go. All the stupid stuff that we worry about, we must brush it from our mind like a stray hair that has fallen from our head. Enjoying life? It’s about our friends. It’s about our families. The gold in our lives is the time spent with the ones we love. So, hold those ones tight y’all. Don’t ever let go over hurt feelings, our mis-understandings. My two beloved families had no idea they would be dealing with these tragedies just mere days ago. Nothing is a guarantee in this world, so breath in, breath out. It is vital that we make the best of each and every day!
What is it that we do to ourselves when we don’t live and let live? We rob ourselves of friendships and family relationships that could have flourished in the bright light of love. We deprive ourselves of those others who could touch our lives down to the bone and marrow. The ones that could make us the best version of ourselves. So, what is a difference in politics? Or, how about a difference in religion? I know, taboo topics these. Yet, they are the very things that can divide us, separating us from each other. But, what about the smaller things, the nuances of these taboo subjects? What if someone celebrates a different holiday than you? Or, maybe doesn’t celebrate at all. Does it make that one less worthy of our time? Simply because they think and act a bit different than we do? It shouldn’t be so. But, it is. Can we see past our differences, and look for what we share in common?
As always, sending you much love.
I’m worried. I fear we’ve lost the human touch to our human-ness. I’m as guilty as anyone else of having my nose in my smartphone. Social media can be so much fun. But, it can be very addictive. We all know it is true. We can get so caught up in our own bubble of a world, that we forget to care. We loose sight of the fact that there are fellow people, flesh and blood, in the car next to us. We forget that the person in front of us in the long line at the store has a family that loves them.
So, on this Monday, I wish for you all love. I want for you peace and happiness. I want peace, love, and happiness for you wherever you are in the world, and regardless of your skin color or national origin. I know you all are out there. I’ve watched in awe on my admin page as visitors come to my WordPress sight from Spain, Jordan, Morocco, Australia, and many more places on this wonderful planet we call home. I’m humbled and honored that you all would want to read something this simple country girl from Georgia, USA would write. I often think of you all sitting at your own computers dreaming up what you will post to your own blogs. I wish for you joy and success in your endeavors. Yes, social media can be good, it can be bad. I reckon it just requires balance, simply knowing when to put the phone down, walk away from the computer, and just go out and be a human being.
I’m stepping away from my blog for the rest of the week. I am getting prepared to attend a writers conference this weekend. I’ve signed up to meet with a literary agent face-to-face…yikes! If nothing else, I will learn much from the experience. I have a lot to learn. Sometimes I feel so clueless about this whole publishing a book thing. I am going to post to my blog on Saturday from the conference on my lunch break and afterwords.
So, till then, as always, it’s much love from me!
I don’t think political correctness is doing us any favors. Honestly, good, clean, pure kindness and respect would take care of most things…without the hard feelings. To me political correctness is beating people over the head with doing the right (or what we think to be) thing. It only causes resentment. I noticed some P.C. when Carrie Fisher died. Steve Martin had to take down his Twitter response because some took issue with his saying that she was beautiful and smart. Cinnabon got in to hot water over paying tribute to her famous hairstyle from Star Wars with cinnamon buns (granted, that one was a bit self serving.) I feel that both Mr. Martin and Cinnabon meant well, that they wanted to honor Ms. Fisher. Take it from someone who has had their pure motives questioned on more than one occasion; it hurts. So, could we just overlook some things?
I’ve included in this post a quote from one of my favorite poets, Maya Angelou (if you are religious, you’ll recognize that our Creator gave this advice first). Forgiveness is a beautiful thing. And forgiving an offense and moving on is healthy for us. I know I am going to work harder to apply this beautiful thought of forgiving in my own life.
So, practice love, respect for other’s opinions, and forgiveness when offended. It’s a lovely way to live!
I’m bringing Wishing On A Wednesday back for a reason. I’m an observer; of humans, of nature, of the world around me in general. I believe that is the writer in me. Anyway, I’m observing, and I don’t like what I’m seeing or experiencing. You see, this past weekend, I was on the receiving end of a nasty racial slur (being a southern, white woman…I’ll leave it to your imagination as to what it was.) Anyway, my husband and I were on public transportation, coming home from the airport. Minding our own business, not speaking or looking at anyone (both of us with our noses in our smartphones of course). And as this person exits the train, BAM, the slur hurled our way. What? Why?
So, apart from it hurting my feelings, it made me sad. You see, I don’t think that way. I love people. I want to hug, not fight. I don’t see or fear color. I embrace diversity in all beautiful humans. Different cultures, different people, that is what makes us special as the human race. And it makes me sad for the person that said it. Hate is no way to live. When we live a life of resentment, we only damage ourselves. Me, I’ll get past my hurt at this brief encounter. I’ll continue to love everyone that will allow me to love them. Even though I’ll fail at times, I will pursue goodness and peace…no matter what. So on this Wednesday, I wish for everyone love and calm. Please join me won’t you?
Very Much Love,
Appalachian Trail at the North Carolina/Tennessee Border
Robert Frost once wrote about the road less traveled and how it made all the difference. Like it or not, we all have followed our paths in life. They’ve defined us. Our journey has made us who we are. For me, I feel that I have definitely followed the road less traveled. I’ve had what could probably be called an unconventional life; I wouldn’t have it any other way. I didn’t have children (a personal choice I don’t discuss). I don’t do holidays or birthdays (I’ll discuss that one but face-to-face,not on social media). This has been my personal journey. And, you know what, I’m good with it all! I’ve lived a life of loving and being loved. I’ve met some of the most diverse and interesting people as I’ve taken my road. I’ve been awed by the places on this amazing planet we call home that I have had the privilege to visit. And, of course, I’m not done yet. I can’t wait to see around that bend in the road. It may have potholes and bumps; these too mold and shape us.
So, I say to all…ENJOY the journey. Appreciate your path and don’t let anyone discourage you from living the best life you can. As Mr. Frost wrote, and I can attest to, it certainly makes all the difference.
Anyone that reads my blog knows that I don’t use this blog to get involved in political issues. With that said, I’ve had the hardest time knowing what to post. My writing voice went silent. I didn’t want to offend anyone in anyway. So, I guess my answer was to just say nothing. But, I’m still here. The quiet one listening and observing it all…even from a distance. And observing my heart breaking as I see people tear each other apart. So, what is in my heart is that I hope others will agree to disagree. Don’t destroy anything or anyone, please. None of this is worth it. The sun has risen on us each day …still. Take a moment and breath ya’ll. Allow me this moment to take you all away.
The sun is rising over a wave kissed beach. Salt air tingles your nose as warm water washes over your bare feet. You smile as the pelicans fly by, skimming the top of the ocean. The one you love reaches out and takes your hand as you enjoy this moment together.
So, enjoy those precious moments with the one’s you love. Love each other. Yes we are different. But again we are all the same. Living, breathing humans. Drink life in. Gulp it down. And, as my momma always told me, don’t sweat it! Let’s be positive ya’ll. Come on! I know all you beautiful people can do it.