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Rekindle, Celebrate, and Express Love February 14, 2011

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In the USA, February 14 is a day to remind ourselves to rekindle, celebrate and express love, so I thought you might like to contemplate an excerpt of a poem by Gerry Comstock from the Daily Word . . .

Justice is love holding the balance.
Mercy is love being gracious.
Faith is love believing.
Charity is love giving.
Patience is love waiting.
Endurance is love abiding.
Hope is love expecting.
Prayer is love communing.
Sympathy is love tenderly touching.
Comfort is love soothing.
Sympathy is love tenderly touching.
Comfort is love soothing.
Enthusiasm is love burning.
Work is love laboring.
Peace is love resting.
Understanding is love accepting.
Listening is love receiving.
Forgiving is love cleansing.
Teaching is love reaching.
Giving is love circulating.
Receiving is love blessing.

Feeling love and not expressing it is like wrapping a wonderful present but not giving it. Wherever you are on the planet, let your love be a circle of blessings as you give it and receive it.

What Will Matter January 2, 2011

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Michael Josephson www.charactercounts.org really hit the nail on the head with these words of wisdom which is an awesome way to remember to start the new year off! 

Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end. There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours or days.

All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten,

will pass to someone else.

Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance.

It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed.

Your grudges, resentments, frustrations and jealousies will finally disappear.

So too, your hopes, ambitions, plans and to-do lists will expire.

The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.

It won’t matter where you came from or what side of the tracks you lived

 on at that end.

It won’t matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant.

Even your gender and skin color will be irrelevant.

So what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured?

What will matter is not what you bought but what you built,

not what you got but what you gave.

What will matter is not your success but your significance.

What will matter is not what you learned but what you taught.

What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion,

courage or sacrifice that enriched,

empowered or encouraged others to to emulate your example.

What will matter is not your competence but your character.

What will matter is not how many people you knew,

but how many will feel a lasting loss when you’re gone.

What will matter is not your memories but the memories

of those who loved you.

What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for what.

Living a life that matters doesn’t happen by accident.

It’s not a matter of circumstances but of choice.

Choose to live a life that matter.

Thank you Michael Josephson for the reminder.

 

 

 

 

When the Dream Gets Bigger and the Climb Longer December 30, 2010

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It’s like climbing a mountain and you don’t know exactly what lies ahead. The cliffs have jagged edges and are very steep with the rocky bottom no where in sight.   You reach one peak and discover there’s another one looming even higher in front of you.  Are we being told to stop, turn around, go back?  Or is it a test of will power, inner strength, perserverance, confirmed craziness?   You trip and fall, dragging yourself through the murky water.  What’s that old Buddhist proverb? “Fall down 7 times, get up 8″.  Good thing I’m not counting.  Brush the dirt off your bloody knees and get back up!   Like at a railroad track, STOP and LISTEN for signs that you’re on the right track, or shift tracks and keep puttin’ one foot in front of the other.  We don’t need to know how we’re going to get there but it would be alot more comforting, for sure!    Sometimes a dream can feel like that mountain with a winding path that seems endless at times and questions our own sanity…or should I say mine?     

This is when the gift of a qualified Mountain Guide is important…even with dreams.  Ageless Dreamer is grateful they have perhaps found a Mountain Guide to help them over their own mountain and through the jungle of tigers and bears, Oh My!   I’m going to lean on a quote that George Seaton said and is used in the the movie Miracle on 34th Street: “Faith is believing in things, when common sense tells you not to.”   Call me a dreamer with faith, I guess.  Thanks, George.

Look At Your Hands! September 20, 2010

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JUST LOOK AT THE PICTURE BELOW FOR A MINUTE, AND THEN READ THE REST. IT WILL TOUCH YOU DEEPLY, AND IF NOT, THEN YOU MIGHT WANT TO DOUBLE-CHECK YOUR PULSE.

I was privileged to take a photo of”Five Generations of Women”shortly before my 93 year-old Grandmother passed away last year. The photo, shown below, features the hands of my Grandmother, Mom, Sister, Niece and Great-Niece. While I can’t take credit for the idea, I was so happy to have had the suggestion & capture this moment. It inspired a friend of mine to do something similar, which turned out so beautiful it became a special keepsake, prior to her father’s passing.

Grandma's Hands

Grandma, some ninety plus years, sat feebly on the patio bench. She didn’t move, just sat with her head down staring at her hands.

When I sat down beside her she didn’t acknowledge my presence and the longer I sat I wondered if she was OK

Finally, not really wanting to disturb her but wanting to check on her at the same time, I asked her if she was OK. She raised her head and looked at me and smiled. “Yes, I’m fine, thank you for asking,” she said in a clear voice strong.

“I didn’t mean to disturb you, grandma, but you were just sitting here staring at your hands and I wanted to make sure you were OK,” I explained to her.

“Have you ever looked at your hands,” she asked.. “I mean really looked at your hands?”

I slowly opened my hands and stared down at them. I turned them over, palms up and then palms down. No, I guess I had never really looked at my hands as I tried to figure out the point she was making.

Grandma smiled and related this story:

“Stop and think for a moment about the hands you have, how they have served you well throughout your years. These hands, though wrinkled shriveled and weak have been the tools I have used all my life to reach out and grab and embrace life.

“They braced and caught my fall when as a toddler I crashed upon the floor.

They put food in my mouth and clothes on my back. As a child, my mother taught me to fold them in prayer. They tied my shoes and pulled on my boots. They held my husband and wiped my tears when he went off to war.

“They have been dirty, scraped and raw , swollen and bent. They were uneasy and clumsy when I tried to hold my newborn son. Decorated with my wedding band they showed the world that I was married and loved someone special.

They wrote my letters to him and trembled and shook when I buried my parents and spouse.

“They have held my children and grandchildren, consoled neighbors, and shook in fists of anger when I didn’t understand.

They have covered my face, combed my hair, and washed and cleansed the rest of my body. They have been sticky and wet, bent and broken, dried and raw. And to this day when not much of anything else of me works real well these hands hold me up, lay me down, and again continue to fold in prayer.

“These hands are the mark of where I’ve been and the ruggedness of life.

But more importantly it will be these hands that God will reach out and take when he leads me home. And with my hands He will lift me to His side and there I will use these hands to touch the face of Christ.”

I will never look at my hands the same again. But I remember God reached out and took my grandma’s hands and led her home.

When my hands are hurt or sore or when I stroke the face of my children and husband I think of grandma. I know she has been stroked and caressed and held by the hands of God.

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I Hope You Dance… August 23, 2010

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This was written by an 83-year-old woman to her friend.

*The last line says it all. *

Dear Bertha,

I’m reading more and dusting less. I’m sitting in the yard and admiring the view without fussing about the weeds in the  garden. I’m spending more time with my family and friends and less time working.

Whenever possible, life should be a pattern of experiences to savor, not to endure. I’m trying to recognize these moments now and cherish them.

I’m not “saving” anything; we use our good china and crystal for every special event such as losing a pound, getting the sink unstopped, or the first Amaryllis blossom.

I wear my good blazer to the market. My theory is if I look prosperous, I can shell out $28.49 for one small bag of groceries. I’m not saving my good perfume for special parties, but wearing it for clerks in the hardware store and tellers at the bank.

“Someday” and “one of these days” are losing their grip on my vocabulary. If it’s worth seeing or hearing or doing, I want to see and hear and do it now

I’m not sure what others would’ve done had they known they wouldn’t be here for the tomorrow that we all take for granted. I think they would have called family members and a few close friends. They might have called a few former friends to apologize and mend fences for past squabbles. I like to think they would have gone out for a Chinese dinner or for whatever their favorite food was.

I’m guessing; I’ll never know.

It’s those little things left undone that would make me angry if I knew my hours were limited. Angry because I hadn’t written certain letters that I intended to write one of these days. Angry and sorry that I didn’t tell my husband and parents often enough how much I truly love them. I’m trying very hard not to put off, hold back, or save anything that would add laughter and luster to our lives. And every morning when I open my eyes, tell myself that it is special.

Every day, every minute, every breath truly is a gift from God.

“People say true friends must always hold hands, but true friends don’t need to hold hands because they know the other hand will always be there.”

Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance

Seniors vs inmates mv June 17, 2010

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Let’s put the seniors in jail, and the criminals in a nursing home.

This way the seniors would have access to showers, hobbies, and walks, they’d receive unlimited free prescriptions, dental, and medical treatment, wheel chairs etc. and they’d receive money instead of paying.

They would have constant video monitoring, so they could be helped instantly, if they fell, or needed assistance.

Bedding would be washed twice a week, and all clothing would be ironed and returned to them.

A guard would check on them every 20 minutes, and bring their meals and snacks to their cell. They would have family visits in a suite built for that purpose.

They would have access to a library, weight room, spiritual counseling, pool, and education.

Simple clothing, shoes, slippers, P.J.’s, and legal aid would be free, on request.

Private, secure rooms for all, with an exercise outdoor yard, with gardens.

Each senior could have a P.C., a T.V., radio, and daily phone calls.

There would be a board of directors, to hear complaints, and the guards would have a code of conduct, that would be strictly adhered to.

The “criminals” would get cold food, be left all alone, unsupervised, lights off at 8 pm, and showers once a week.

Live in a tiny room, and pay $5,000.00 per month, and have no hope of ever getting out.

Justice for all!

A Dream is Forever – It Can’t Erased June 6, 2010

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A dream is forever – spurn it if you will -
Somewhere in your heart there’s a part of it still;
Somewhere there’s an echo – a smile or a sigh,
Recalling that long-ago dream that passed by.
A dream is forever – it can’t be erased;
And richer the life that a dream has embraced,
Warmer the heart that has felt the bright beam
Of life-giving hope shining forth in a dream.

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Goose Bumps from the Thrill of Hope April 18, 2010

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When did you last experience the goose bumps from the thrill of hope?  It’s enough to make your heart skip a beat.  For us the thrill of hope arrived in an email announcing Ageless Dreamer as a semi-finalist for the www.ShowUsYourGoodness.com Program.  Imagine being one of 33 non profits out of 2800 applicants? And the ONLY New Hampshire non profit.  Any one can vote, just once, at the website above or through the www.AgelessDreamer.org web site.   $ 20,000. is the top prize, with two $ 5,000. prizes, and twelve $ 1,000. prizes. But the thrill of hope is one heck of a prize in itself.  We’re elated at the possibility.  Voting ends on April 30, so if you have 45 seconds to spare, please VOTE for Ageless Dreamaer to become one of the most inspiring charities.  You might also get to feel that utterly delicious thrill of hope!  Thanks for your vote, dear readers.  P.S. Don’t forget to try the Gourmet Brown Rice Crisps put out by the sponsoring company called RiceWorks.  Tough to select a favorite but the Parmesan & Sundried Tomato is a huge favorite with Sweet Chili next on my list.  Will try another flavor this week!

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