In the course of my life time I have seen and experienced plenty of sorrow. The feeling of sorrow becomes one of the greatest challenges I have endured while learning how to care for myself and others with a smile.
Smiling when you don't feel so awesome is hard, harder still is to care for those around me with smile.
A breaking heart often has to many shattered pieces to find a way to care for others all the while trying to mustering up a smile in earnest.
Finding a way to love, care and be with the human race even when you are at your lowest takes a broad heart. I believe that one of the most valuable lessons that I have learn is indeed caring for others with a smile.
The act of smiling far easier than a frowning. I say take time to increase your caring and smiling techniques and at the end of the day you might just find that your attitude towards your own life as well as others has been left up in a positive mode.
Caring with a smile, try it , you may just like the way it feels :)
Peace to all.
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Friday, September 20, 2013
Nuttier than a fruitcake!!
Every once in awhile there's that one person in every body's life that's just nuttier than a fruitcake. Sometimes it's that very odd aunt or uncle. The again maybe it's your sister or brother and sometimes it's just your Grammy.
Yep, it's me, Grammy and I'm delightfully nuttier than a fruitcake. I like the crazy kind of life style where I can wear red streaks in my very blonde hair. Sometimes I just like to glitter things up and wear make up that most fifty eight year old Grams wouldn't do. I've had long colorful braids, with long finger nails, I had no hair, some hair and well not sure what kind of hair.
I've been thin, thicker and way out of portion. I've lived and I've died, several times. I love classical music and rock'n'roll. I don't do country , but love the theater, movies and television.
I'll hang out with you until late in the morning just so we can talk about things. I'll send cards on holidays, birthdays and any days, because that's what I do. We can eat ice cream and cake for dinner and have spaghetti too. All these things I can be for you, cause being nuttier than a fruitcake just simply makes me all yours.
Love all three of my grand girls , it's three for the price of one Grammy, as nutty as I might be!!
Yep, it's me, Grammy and I'm delightfully nuttier than a fruitcake. I like the crazy kind of life style where I can wear red streaks in my very blonde hair. Sometimes I just like to glitter things up and wear make up that most fifty eight year old Grams wouldn't do. I've had long colorful braids, with long finger nails, I had no hair, some hair and well not sure what kind of hair.
I've been thin, thicker and way out of portion. I've lived and I've died, several times. I love classical music and rock'n'roll. I don't do country , but love the theater, movies and television.
I'll hang out with you until late in the morning just so we can talk about things. I'll send cards on holidays, birthdays and any days, because that's what I do. We can eat ice cream and cake for dinner and have spaghetti too. All these things I can be for you, cause being nuttier than a fruitcake just simply makes me all yours.
Love all three of my grand girls , it's three for the price of one Grammy, as nutty as I might be!!
A moment
A moment is sharing time with my baby grand girl. Watching her discover the world with eyes anew. Her bright and beautiful smile that melts my heart. Giggling at the smallest of things. A moment of love shared with sweet gentle kisses.
A moment never to repeat itself, here today gone in a blink of an eye. A moment so precious it fills my soul. A moment in life, joyous and unending.
A moment never to repeat itself, here today gone in a blink of an eye. A moment so precious it fills my soul. A moment in life, joyous and unending.
Thursday, September 19, 2013
When
When we've had enough of all of that old stuff, the hate, the lies, the killing and defying. When we have finally come full circle to humanity's end then that's when we'll all see our end.
When enough is enough and all is said and done, then that's when our souls will be blessed to set us free, when it's good and new and the angles come through.
The when the end has come, I believe the when will become our win.
Think about it, you'll see the when is our win... in the end....
When enough is enough and all is said and done, then that's when our souls will be blessed to set us free, when it's good and new and the angles come through.
The when the end has come, I believe the when will become our win.
Think about it, you'll see the when is our win... in the end....
Saturday, September 14, 2013
Purpose
So many times I wonder if I really know my purpose in life. Today I felt that I actually understood the meaning of that question as I played with my one year old grand girl. She is so innocent of all of the cruel, hateful and mean less acts that go on all around her. As we played , laughed and just experienced that beautiful joy that only she can bring in my life I felt my purpose fully revealed.
My purpose today was to simply be Grammy. To enjoy the moment of spending time with a wonderful blessing from God. To see his works so tremendously displayed in her gorgeous face and to be reminded that life is one moment to one moment.
We have so much to be thankful for each day and that alone is grand purpose. Being Grammy is just icing on my cake. Who ever said you can't have you cake and eat it to didn't know their purpose. How awesome is that for just one day!!
My purpose today was to simply be Grammy. To enjoy the moment of spending time with a wonderful blessing from God. To see his works so tremendously displayed in her gorgeous face and to be reminded that life is one moment to one moment.
We have so much to be thankful for each day and that alone is grand purpose. Being Grammy is just icing on my cake. Who ever said you can't have you cake and eat it to didn't know their purpose. How awesome is that for just one day!!
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Dream
There are thousands upon thousands of dream to be had for the taking. Live your life one dream at a time. Feel it's riches filling your soul. Know that each dream you act on is building you for a better tomorrow. Believe that no one or nothing change block your deepest desires from coming to life.
Dream often, dream big, dream everyday and know that all things are possible.
Peaceful dreams to all.
Dream often, dream big, dream everyday and know that all things are possible.
Peaceful dreams to all.
Remebrance
We remember in sorrow, move in with hope and see tomorrow in somber reflection. Nothing stops us completely.
We are strong, we endure. We have faith in God and he protects us for all harm.
We see the fallen ones and call out there names. We feel the strength withinour hearts. Our souls revived.
We are still America, red, white and blue.
We are here, we see you and know our enemies.
We are, The UNITED States of America and we will prosper, because we are united in spirit, soul and hearts, we are one.
Remembrance, those who have left us, but are not gone.
God bless America, the home of the free.
We are strong, we endure. We have faith in God and he protects us for all harm.
We see the fallen ones and call out there names. We feel the strength withinour hearts. Our souls revived.
We are still America, red, white and blue.
We are here, we see you and know our enemies.
We are, The UNITED States of America and we will prosper, because we are united in spirit, soul and hearts, we are one.
Remembrance, those who have left us, but are not gone.
God bless America, the home of the free.
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
nuts in a fruit basket
I remember back to the early 60's still hearing the enormous laughter of my siblings as we played kick ball in front of our brick house as young children. We were just six little spit balls on fire,jumping up and down screaming at one another. It could be the final game of the night, but the girls were so determined to win that the dark sky didn't threaten us at all. Those far away streaks of lighting only made us more determined to get the winning run, come hell or high water that was for sure.
Here we were, that funny little group of wild and crazy children all living under the same roof, with the same parents. We were the force of all craziness in on our neighborhood. It had been said more than once probably as late as oh, last night that we were all crazy, just a bunch of fruit cakes.
We mostly giggled as we laughed off our neighboring playmates knowing deep down inside were nuttier than any upside down fruit cake could possibility be. There was a great sense of pride in being part of the Griffin clan.
Why in some places around our neighborhood we were almost famous. Other family members from church, school, local grocery stores and places where my mom would buy discounted food items to feed her six pack of children, knew us quiet well.
In public, like school and church, department stores such as Wools Worth, Zayers, J.C.Penney's and a few other stores like those, the regular sales folks knew us very well. We were the polite storm. You know that type of family where those that fight together, pray together and then do a little bit of hell raising on the side. Our actions and behavior were always on trial with our mother. Jessie watched us like a hawk, never missing a thing we did. I can promise you that if we acted out in the smallest of ways that displeased her, well there would be hell to pay. Usually it was our ass that paid for our misbehavior every time.
As we grew up all six of us children found it distasteful to have to go outside and pick out our own switch that would be used to punish yourself. Now that's one big bag full of wild crazy if'n you ask me!!!What kind of kid wants to find his own punishing rod that will latter be use to smack the crap out of his rear in. That's a lesson that will surely be learn on good terms, too.
In the meantime the rest of us children were already probably raising more ruckus somewhere in the neighborhood. You see there was just this even set of numbers for us that mad it easy to get into trouble. There were three boys and three girls in my family.
We were a perfect mixture and smooth blend between The Brady Bunch and Denise The Menace, meets Andy of Mayberry and The Thing From Outer Space. Nothing that we did was off limits, or more like the Outer Limits and everything we tried as an experiment was just us being kids. Of course that also included when my middle brother, Paul set the bunk bed on fire with a lit candle cause he was hiding from my mom.
Or like the time a can of pineapple went missing and all six of us got punished. We never did find out who really did eat the pineapple, but it sure would of been nice to know since we all had to pick a switch that day,
If I had time I'm sure that I could remember lots more things to say, but for now I'll just sit here and let my mind drift back to the "good" times. When the days of being a kid meant that there was an equal amount of fun and adventurous time as there was a down time, let's kick you ass time.
I don't about some of you, but I miss days when values and a man's word meant everything and families were really families. Those that played together, indeed did pray together and that was the American we grew up on.
Where have all the families gone, long time ago, I remember that there was a good ole day. Just nuts in a fruit baskets.
Having fun and loving life...... that's what a family is for, nuts in all
Here we were, that funny little group of wild and crazy children all living under the same roof, with the same parents. We were the force of all craziness in on our neighborhood. It had been said more than once probably as late as oh, last night that we were all crazy, just a bunch of fruit cakes.
We mostly giggled as we laughed off our neighboring playmates knowing deep down inside were nuttier than any upside down fruit cake could possibility be. There was a great sense of pride in being part of the Griffin clan.
Why in some places around our neighborhood we were almost famous. Other family members from church, school, local grocery stores and places where my mom would buy discounted food items to feed her six pack of children, knew us quiet well.
In public, like school and church, department stores such as Wools Worth, Zayers, J.C.Penney's and a few other stores like those, the regular sales folks knew us very well. We were the polite storm. You know that type of family where those that fight together, pray together and then do a little bit of hell raising on the side. Our actions and behavior were always on trial with our mother. Jessie watched us like a hawk, never missing a thing we did. I can promise you that if we acted out in the smallest of ways that displeased her, well there would be hell to pay. Usually it was our ass that paid for our misbehavior every time.
As we grew up all six of us children found it distasteful to have to go outside and pick out our own switch that would be used to punish yourself. Now that's one big bag full of wild crazy if'n you ask me!!!What kind of kid wants to find his own punishing rod that will latter be use to smack the crap out of his rear in. That's a lesson that will surely be learn on good terms, too.
In the meantime the rest of us children were already probably raising more ruckus somewhere in the neighborhood. You see there was just this even set of numbers for us that mad it easy to get into trouble. There were three boys and three girls in my family.
We were a perfect mixture and smooth blend between The Brady Bunch and Denise The Menace, meets Andy of Mayberry and The Thing From Outer Space. Nothing that we did was off limits, or more like the Outer Limits and everything we tried as an experiment was just us being kids. Of course that also included when my middle brother, Paul set the bunk bed on fire with a lit candle cause he was hiding from my mom.
Or like the time a can of pineapple went missing and all six of us got punished. We never did find out who really did eat the pineapple, but it sure would of been nice to know since we all had to pick a switch that day,
If I had time I'm sure that I could remember lots more things to say, but for now I'll just sit here and let my mind drift back to the "good" times. When the days of being a kid meant that there was an equal amount of fun and adventurous time as there was a down time, let's kick you ass time.
I don't about some of you, but I miss days when values and a man's word meant everything and families were really families. Those that played together, indeed did pray together and that was the American we grew up on.
Where have all the families gone, long time ago, I remember that there was a good ole day. Just nuts in a fruit baskets.
Having fun and loving life...... that's what a family is for, nuts in all
Monday, September 9, 2013
Humiltiy
As is often the case with myself I find that on an unexpectant moment I am caught off guard. My behavior is less the admirable and a sense of shame comes over me. Such was the case this past Sunday when I found myself seething with anger in church no less.
Once again I had let my foolish pride and anger get the best of me as I felt the need to display how upset I was at another member of my church. There is nothing quiet like having the full force of my unhappiness laid at your feet as I steamed inwardly with displeasure.
A funny thing happened on my way to listening to the sermon, I began to realize what an ass I had been that morning. There was no doubt that given another second to think about my reaction I could have chosen a better and surely more pleasant way of handling the situation.
It was obvious that I owed my friend and fellow church family member a huge apology. Knowing myself as well as I do, often I assume that those that are closes to me should know the limits of what can and can not be exchanged with me. As the old saying goes, to assume makes an ass of you and me both. However the only ass in this fight was me!!
Needless to say after the sermon had ended I made my way to my friend, made the apology that I so owed her, leaving the church satisfied that I had corrected the wrong I caused. In the wake of this stupid and ridiculous behavior I have found a very valuable lesson, it is simply the art of humility.
Humility, or being humble is not something we creatures of mankind do very easily. We are prone to arrogance by our very nature and certainly we ignore the common sense of loving nurture. What a shameful way for me to behave, especially in the house of God.
But as with most things of my choosing there is always a valuable lesson that is learn. Here it is simply that I have no greater value than the next child of God and therefore let me be reminded that I should treat others the way that I too would like to be treated, in kindness.
Humility, it can say so much about who we choose to be. As for me, well it's a learning curve for sure, but then that's not a surprise is it?
Once again I had let my foolish pride and anger get the best of me as I felt the need to display how upset I was at another member of my church. There is nothing quiet like having the full force of my unhappiness laid at your feet as I steamed inwardly with displeasure.
A funny thing happened on my way to listening to the sermon, I began to realize what an ass I had been that morning. There was no doubt that given another second to think about my reaction I could have chosen a better and surely more pleasant way of handling the situation.
It was obvious that I owed my friend and fellow church family member a huge apology. Knowing myself as well as I do, often I assume that those that are closes to me should know the limits of what can and can not be exchanged with me. As the old saying goes, to assume makes an ass of you and me both. However the only ass in this fight was me!!
Needless to say after the sermon had ended I made my way to my friend, made the apology that I so owed her, leaving the church satisfied that I had corrected the wrong I caused. In the wake of this stupid and ridiculous behavior I have found a very valuable lesson, it is simply the art of humility.
Humility, or being humble is not something we creatures of mankind do very easily. We are prone to arrogance by our very nature and certainly we ignore the common sense of loving nurture. What a shameful way for me to behave, especially in the house of God.
But as with most things of my choosing there is always a valuable lesson that is learn. Here it is simply that I have no greater value than the next child of God and therefore let me be reminded that I should treat others the way that I too would like to be treated, in kindness.
Humility, it can say so much about who we choose to be. As for me, well it's a learning curve for sure, but then that's not a surprise is it?
Friday, September 6, 2013
Mystical Waterfalls
Oh, the beauty of the waterfall as it tumbles down,
Which comforts us as the water makes splashing sounds.
It come like a breeze that fills the soul,
We hunger for more of our own control.
Over the rocks and down the slopes,
Being one with the waterfall that fills us with hope.
Mystical waterfalls that soothe our wounded soul,
Making room once again, our body and minds becoming whole.
Tumbling, tumbling, tumbling onward oh mother earth,
She gives our spirits peace, removing all that hurts.
Mystical waterfall that never cease to exist,
A healing that our true selves can not resist.
Which comforts us as the water makes splashing sounds.
It come like a breeze that fills the soul,
We hunger for more of our own control.
Over the rocks and down the slopes,
Being one with the waterfall that fills us with hope.
Mystical waterfalls that soothe our wounded soul,
Making room once again, our body and minds becoming whole.
Tumbling, tumbling, tumbling onward oh mother earth,
She gives our spirits peace, removing all that hurts.
Mystical waterfall that never cease to exist,
A healing that our true selves can not resist.
Heaven's Nightlight
Whisk away, whisk away, whisk away oh light,
Your soul has become one of heaven's new night lights.
Sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle into the twilight,
Warming our hearts with your loves' perfect delight.
Shining, shining, shining brilliantly so bright,
Looking upwards, your soul is forever in flight.
Twinkling, twinkling, twinkling always before our sight,
Now you are heaven's most beautiful star of eternal night.
Just being.
Many times I have sit all alone, in the dark and quietness of my home. Thinking of what there is left for me to do, then I think about me and you. So much has passed since we first met, zooming right by us. Flying straight through our lives.
Where have all the hours gone, years coming and going, ending in a flash. Somewhere from the beginning till now, we were just being us.
We've played out our lives, working, surviving, raising our children, just being. How do we measure our time together, the good and the bad, the happy and the sad? Just being who we are and what we have become.
People are all around us, family, friends and acquaintances, just passing by sharing a little time in our space. Consider how it all goes by so fast. One day we are waiting to grow up, the next minute we have grown up. In all of the time that we collectively live through we are just being us. Individuals that learn to grow in love and spirit, one to another.
I'd like to think that when my time on this earth is finished that someone will be able to say, in her purest form and way of living she was just being the best that she could be. If just one person understands who I have become and what I stand for, then in so many ways that means that I am honestly just being real.
Life doesn't offer many moments where you can stand up, shake off the dust and proclaim, I am just being, human.
I am just being human, that's who I am. Are you just being........? your best???
We are blessed every moment we are here and that's worth just being me.
Where have all the hours gone, years coming and going, ending in a flash. Somewhere from the beginning till now, we were just being us.
We've played out our lives, working, surviving, raising our children, just being. How do we measure our time together, the good and the bad, the happy and the sad? Just being who we are and what we have become.
People are all around us, family, friends and acquaintances, just passing by sharing a little time in our space. Consider how it all goes by so fast. One day we are waiting to grow up, the next minute we have grown up. In all of the time that we collectively live through we are just being us. Individuals that learn to grow in love and spirit, one to another.
I'd like to think that when my time on this earth is finished that someone will be able to say, in her purest form and way of living she was just being the best that she could be. If just one person understands who I have become and what I stand for, then in so many ways that means that I am honestly just being real.
Life doesn't offer many moments where you can stand up, shake off the dust and proclaim, I am just being, human.
I am just being human, that's who I am. Are you just being........? your best???
We are blessed every moment we are here and that's worth just being me.
Thursday, September 5, 2013
A Family Gathering
One by one they come. SUVs, cars, trucks, arriving each carrying their own prospective families. Years have passed since the last gathering. High hopes come along for the ride too. No one knows exactly what to expect, but joyous celebration will soon be upon them.
Tables and chairs are scattered around the pool. An invitation for each one to join in. Many have we lost along the trail of life, we plan to revel in seeing how many are still among us. So we gather together in hopes of finding a renewed sense of family.No real reason really exist for having taken so long to see one another again, yet here we are from so many stretched out places.
Hugs, pats on the back, strong masculine hand shakes are given as we each arrive. Tons and tons of young children pour out the doors of the vehicles, ready to play and swim their day away.
You can smell the charcoal burning, sizzling on the grill, burgers and hot dogs beginning to cook. Aw, how the air is filled with such love today. The scent is twisting up with heavy odors of delicious food cooking.
Holidays bring out the best in families, so here we are.
Food passing from one plate to another, sharing, tasting and talking over recipes. We are from three generation sitting side by side, smiling for the next round of pictures. It is a time for sharing, caring and at times wearing others' concerns. It is our family of three generations talking, tasting and exchanging numbers to stay in contact. It is what we came here for, to renew our love and to remember why we must stay together.
As the last minutes of this huge event begins to fade, we are reminded that this same time next year we could be without one of our leading souls. Life marches onward, leaving our body's behind, but the spirit of who you are remains forever.
So we gathered together this day, to love one another, be loved by someone. Reminding ourselves and each other that family gatherings are important. Genration to genration, our blood line lives on.
We celebrate now, hoping for tomorrow, praying that each of us will take the love shared here and live well.
A family gathering, seems like a small idea, such a grand statement to pass forward. Teaching our children that nothing comes before the love of a family, connected, praying together and living their lives well.
Gather your family soon, don't let your time slip by.
Live well, gather up and share a prayer, it'll all workout for the best. This is still God's country.
Tables and chairs are scattered around the pool. An invitation for each one to join in. Many have we lost along the trail of life, we plan to revel in seeing how many are still among us. So we gather together in hopes of finding a renewed sense of family.No real reason really exist for having taken so long to see one another again, yet here we are from so many stretched out places.
Hugs, pats on the back, strong masculine hand shakes are given as we each arrive. Tons and tons of young children pour out the doors of the vehicles, ready to play and swim their day away.
You can smell the charcoal burning, sizzling on the grill, burgers and hot dogs beginning to cook. Aw, how the air is filled with such love today. The scent is twisting up with heavy odors of delicious food cooking.
Holidays bring out the best in families, so here we are.
Food passing from one plate to another, sharing, tasting and talking over recipes. We are from three generation sitting side by side, smiling for the next round of pictures. It is a time for sharing, caring and at times wearing others' concerns. It is our family of three generations talking, tasting and exchanging numbers to stay in contact. It is what we came here for, to renew our love and to remember why we must stay together.
As the last minutes of this huge event begins to fade, we are reminded that this same time next year we could be without one of our leading souls. Life marches onward, leaving our body's behind, but the spirit of who you are remains forever.
So we gathered together this day, to love one another, be loved by someone. Reminding ourselves and each other that family gatherings are important. Genration to genration, our blood line lives on.
We celebrate now, hoping for tomorrow, praying that each of us will take the love shared here and live well.
A family gathering, seems like a small idea, such a grand statement to pass forward. Teaching our children that nothing comes before the love of a family, connected, praying together and living their lives well.
Gather your family soon, don't let your time slip by.
Live well, gather up and share a prayer, it'll all workout for the best. This is still God's country.
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