With Gratitude For All


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This is a post that I wrote two years ago. Today, I was preparing to write a Thanksgiving post, when I happened upon it. After reading it through, I realized that it perfectly expressed my present feelings. Instead of re-inventing the wheel, I offer it to you as my way of showing gratitude for you, whether your country celebrates the holiday or not. Gratitude is not a once a year day, it is meant to be practiced every day. So, with this post, I say “thank you’ for being such a blessing to me. Thank you for joining me on my journey. Have a blessed day.

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As I rush to and fro in preparation for this week’s holiday feast, I stop to consider the meaning of giving thanks, that is, the meaning of gratitude. According to Wikipedia, “Gratitude, thankfulness, gratefulness, or appreciation is a feeling or attitude in acknowledgment of a benefit that one has received or will receive.” For most of us, it is quite easy to give thanks for the good things that happen in our lives. No, the difficulty arises when we consider our thoughts and feelings about those things that we consider “bad,” for instance, illness, a lost job, or the death of a child, spouse or close friend.Granted, these are no zippity do dah moments, but they too have undoubtedly  left us with some underlying “benefit” that may or may not have manifested itself as of yet.

For years, I have dealt with the  scourge of fibromyalgia– constant pain, depression, insomnia and more. I resigned from my 14 year job as a State’s defense attorney because my fibro symptoms adversely affected my work. It was impossible to concentrate on the case at hand while in excruciating, unrelenting pain.  There were too many days when I made it to work, only to lay writhing on my office floor. So for me, fibromyalgia is my nemesis, that one thing that I find it difficult to give thanks for. Yet, in most of clarity, I can see that the benefits are there.

Not too long after I went on disability, my mother had a stroke. She has always been in perfect health, so it was a shock. After she left the hospital, the options were a nursing home or our house. There was no question that  she would stay with me and my husband.  The thing is that had I still been working as an attorney, it would have been impossible for me to welcome my Mom into our home. I travelled constantly and was always trying cases in one Texas city or another. I was out-of-town more often than not. My disability became a benefit, because it allowed me to be there for my mother when she needed me. I am grateful for that.

We can’t pick those things that we are grateful for. When we begin giving thanks, it is for everything that has gotten you to where you are today. As Oprah Winfrey writes, “Gratitude for the whole journey of my life–not just everything that had gone right, but the things that had not.” I have to remind myself of this every single day.

I wish you and your loveds a safe and happy Thanksgiving.

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Creative Writing Saturday


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My Life Has Been The Poem

My life has been the poem
I would have writ,
But I could not both live
and utter it.  ~ Henry David Thoreau

Thursday Thoughts From Daily Om


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Not Everybody Will Like You: Disapproving Faces

Not everybody we meet will like us and it is ok to move into acceptance rather than trying to make somebody like you.

It is not necessarily a pleasant experience, but there will be times in our lives when we come across people who do not like us. As we know, like attracts like, so usually when they don’t like us it is because they are not like us. Rather than taking it personally, we can let them be who they are, accepting that each of us is allowed to have different perspectives and opinions. When we give others that freedom, we claim it for ourselves as well, releasing ourselves from the need for their approval so we can devote our energy toward more rewarding pursuits.

While approval from others is a nice feeling, when we come to depend on it we may lose our way on our own path. There are those who will not like us no matter what we do, but that doesn’t mean that there is anything wrong with us. Each of us has our own filters built from our experiences over time. They may see in us something that is merely a projection of their understanding, but we have no control over the interpretations of others. The best we can do is to hope that the role we play in the script of their lives is helpful to them, and follow our own inner guidance with integrity.

As we reap the benefits of walking our perfect paths, we grow to appreciate the feeling of fully being ourselves. The need to have everyone like us will be replaced by the exhilaration of discovering that we are attracting like-minded individuals into our lives—people who like us because they understand and appreciate the truth of who we are. We free ourselves from trying to twist into shapes that will fit the spaces provided by others’ limited understanding and gain a new sense of freedom, allowing us to expand into becoming exactly who we’re meant to be. And in doing what we know to be right for us, we show others that they can do it too. Cocreating our lives with the universe and its energy of pure potential, we transcend limitations and empower ourselves to shine our unique light, fully and freely. ~ Madisyn Taylor, Daily Om

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As my mother put it, I was a sensitive child. Much like others, I wanted to fit in and be liked. I didn’t want to be treated differently. For 1st and 2nd grade, I went to a predominantly “black” school, where I had loads of friends. Unfortunately, because of its distance from our home and a perfectly good school within walking distance, I began 3rd grade in a new school, where my sister and I were among a handful Black children.

I was shy, kind and eager for friends, so when I met someone, I viewed it s an opportunity to forge a friendship. Nevertheless, often, children distanced themselves from me and there were some who acted on their dislike for me. They picked on and taunted me, and it hurt to be left out and ostracized. As a child, I was not concerned with race relations, I simply looked at the relationships that others had and wanted to be a part of it. I thought that something was wrong with me. Although I eventually made some friends, it still bothered me.

As I grew older, and I hope wiser, I have many friendships. Nevertheless, on occasion, I still meet those who do not like me for reasons that escape me. Of course, I want to be well thought of, however, over the years, I’ve come to understand that their problem isn’t about me, it lays with them. The negative energy created by such people, have no place in my life. There is nothing that I can do to change their hearts, and I no longer care to do so. It is my true friends whose opinions matter to me and with whom, I wish to surround myself.

At this point in my life, I find that Martha Graham summed it up beautifully when she quipped, “What people in the world think of you is really none of your business.” Ultimately, the only thought that matters, is mine.

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Quote Tuesday


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“Acknowledge the innate divinity of every person and wish everyone their highest good, just as you accept your own highest good in all aspects of your life. Wish for all people to be enlightened. Wish for all creatures to be happy and free to fulfill their purposes.” ~ Roy Eugene Davis

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