“Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.” ~Henry van Dyke
The sun is shining,
I’m enjoying the warmth,
The weight in my soul,
Is really light.
It’s an unusual day.
The dark clouds have scattered,
The gloom dispersed,
Children and laughter,
Radiant, pastel colored, earth.
Ice cream cones,
Hues of happiness,
Fun, the tone.
I’m trying to stay grumpy,
But these colors are infectious,
I am sick to the heart,
With joyous intentions,
I blame these bright colors,
For a smile it continues to pry,
Little hope bubbles,
Dancing in the sky.
Just this one time,
I’ll keep it secret from others,
I’ll have lots & lots of fun,
With all these bright colors.
Thanks to Photo Pin and Allen Hsu for the accompanying photo.
Newly formed Flickr fan here, and as we are currently snowed in due to extreme winter weather (convinced that Mother Nature is getting even) I have been trolling the site for some gratitude. I am pleased to say that inspiration is abound on Flickr. Enjoy!
On a side note, something amazing happened today that warmed the cockles of my wintered heart. This afternoon I witnessed my next door neighbor shoveling the front of our house; mind you this after had just completed a sizable amount of shoveling for his own home. To top that off, the neighbor across the street was doing the same for his next door neighbor. Now, I don’t know what stirred these gentlemen to commit such acts of kindness, but I am grateful and it fills my heart to the brim. It makes me hopeful that in a time of need their are strangers willing to help.
Do you have a similar story of a random act of kindness? Share in the comments. Thanks.
People are seekers. We seek each other to make a family, a home to live in, employment to pay our bills, and hobbies to feed our soul. In essence, we seek to survive and be happy. As we grow, we often discover that the things that we seek change, thus “moving the cheese”, and continuing the search for what makes us feel whole.
It is easy, amidst this search, to attribute our happiness to things that are easily acquired: the newest phone or computer, a dress off the runway, or a new car. If there is one thing we should have learned by now, though, it is that there is always the next new thing! The cheese always moves when we make it something that can be updated for the exclusive purpose of making us give our money to someone else. Is our soul really soothed when we acquire that new thing? Usually not.
Happiness usually comes from something deeper and more directly connected to our individual essence. We do love different things that can be acquired, but it is the object itself which turns us on, not always the acquisition. For example, for the lover of new smart phones, the multi-function purpose of the phone is what’s so appealing. Anyone with a smart phone can complete a number of functions with one device, anywhere within the server’s network! It is amazing, and it is the function that we love. Will the next model perform that much more? For some, perhaps it will make a discernible difference, but not for most. How can the smart phone collector continue to feed the soul with this fascination? He or she could do it by, among other things, learning the upcoming technology, working for a company that produces new technology, or writing about phone technology. For car enthusiasts there are conventions and written material to read, for fashion divas there are TV shows, magazines, and limited purchases. These, at least, are ways of exercising the passion while knowing that the cheese won’t move. The first step for us seekers, then, is to find a way to prevent our passion from becoming about chasing the newest thing.
Another way to seek the passion is to let it reward us. It is so easy for us to immerse ourselves in our passions, especially when it is on our own personal screen! Computer games, internet research, social networking, and other activities on our portable electronics are so easy to do all the time. But if we do it all the time, what happens to connecting to people we like and love? I have sat at meals with both friends and family when one or more person does something like immediately snapping a photo, posting onto Facebook about it, and responding to comments. This connects the person with people who aren’t there, but is it necessary? Is that connection, slight as it is, worth ignoring the people who are sharing the meal? It might be easy to think that it is, until someone else is doing it. Rather than exercising our passions to excess, we could be rewarded by our passions. A person sharing the meal could snap a photo of the food, interact with those sharing the meal, and then, when there is a quiet and less social moment, share the photo of the meal. As long as Facebook exists, the audience is not going to leave the site before that photo gets posted. The food will look just as delicious later as it does when it is being eaten. This way, life is fuller, every moment is savored in its turn. We are rewarded for savoring another worthwhile moment.
Finally, a good way to seek the passion is to share it. We know this one pretty well, as our spouses and friends usually share some common interest. It comes naturally! It is also fun to share more widely, because we never know when someone new might share the passion with us. At the same time, we can expand our horizons, letting someone with passions different than our own, share theirs with us at least once. Would it really be so tough to zip line with the father, swim with the ambitious child, or talk a little about new phone technology? When we are all sharing the passion, we are also fulfilling the need to connect with others.
The secret to being happy is to feed our souls in a way that doesn’t move the cheese, rule our lives, and leave us alone. We will always be seeking, but if we obtain a piece of what we seek throughout our lives, we will be happier.
Its that time of the year,
We get together to decorate things,
I got out my box of stuff,
Ornaments from 2013,
The year started a little rough,
We were still feeling Sandy,
The first ornament I have,
Strangers becoming family,
This is such a weird ornament,
Two-toned and flimsy,
It’s those times of transition,
I have this ornament with me,
This ornament embodies my experience,
Researching racism is not easy,
They derided me for black skin,
But do they know what it is to be its owner really?
Oh wow! I love this ornament,
It’s tea, with milk, and honey,
We sat in MoMA for a month,
Discussing the Wonderful and Lovely,
I do know that I am privileged,
I have so many ornaments to choose,
There are others without so much,
And so this ornament is for you,
It’s an ornament of care,
Why be in this world alone,
Let’s do this together,
And create a holiday home,
I invite you to add an ornament,
Please help me decorate,
I’m hanging the first one: