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How Gratitude Healed My Loneliness

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(From my November newsletter)

They say laughter is the best medicine. But the medicine of gratitude reaches deeper into our hearts. Giving thanks for what we have creates positive energy all around us. Gratitude brings more blessings, maybe not right away, but soon.

In my lonely years, I wanted a partner who would be a good fit: respectful, dog-loving, spiritual… My longing softened toward acceptance and even joy when I started to give thanks for what I already had – friends, family, job, home, and that God had a plan for my life. Even though it took a while for my partner to find me, being thankful made me feel better, especially when I made a written list or gave thanks out loud. It helped me realize that my life was good, even without a partner. One of the messages in Trust the Timing, is that we need to be mostly okay as individuals before we can have a healthy relationship. When my partner found me, he shared his own habit of giving thanks at the end of every day. I wonder if gratitude helped lead us back to each other when the time was right.

Every challenge holds an opportunity for thankfulness. I can get overwhelmed by the tasks related to my father’s death in January. Sorting through the things that once belonged to my parents is still hard. But I am thankful for the timing. Dad died right after I retired from my stressful job, so I have time to deal with the physical tasks and the emotional grief. When I miss my parents, I can be thankful that they are together now and don’t miss each other anymore.

Not only can gratitude help us feel better emotionally, it’s good for us physically. Many studies have discovered a connection between gratitude and wellness. This article shows that being thankful is good for our hearts.

I am thankful for you, my readers, for your support and encouragement.
May you have an abundance of blessings to be thankful for now and in the days ahead.

 

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A Memoir of Finding Love Again

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Happy Thanksgiving!


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Seasons, Seasoning, and Love in the Stream of Consciousness

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Season after season went by since my first love left, since he wrote the last letter followed by my last two letters. Year after year, decade after decade and the memory faded. It never died, it just went to a deep sleeping place. Maybe I visited those memories in my dreams. A lot can happen in 39 years. By the time he finally got back to me, found me again he did, we were both well seasoned. Seasoned with sweetness, spiciness, more spiciness, and then sweet savory spices. Rosemary. Thyme of time. Parsley and sage, Rosemary and Thyme. Maybe I’ll come back to that.

This is the season to savor. But there are always those memories here and there, to savor, and the ones to forget as long as I don’t forget the lessons learned. But now, back to now. This moment. No memories. No, YES memories. The Stream of Consciousness is seasoned with memories flowing into one another.

Now, we make new memories to savor in the years ahead. It seems that old people enjoy memories more. Old people older than me. Lots to look back on. But back to seasoning as this is seeming a bit sappy. Oh, well.

It’s a good thing we both like seasoning. And garlic. Though he likes garlic more than me. Garlic eaten raw can upset my stomach. Sometimes he puts a wee bit too many red pepper flakes in the linguini and clam sauce. I like a little spicy, but not when it’s so hot I can’t taste the other flavors.

I want to savor the seasonings of the season. We are coming up on the season of parsley, sage, Rosemary and Thyme. Why did I capitalize Thyme? Because I capitalized Rosemary.

I just looked at the song by Simon and Garfunkel, “Scarborough Fair,” containing “parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme” in the chorus. Such a beautiful song. But I don’t think I’ve ever really listened closely to the lyrics until now. Telling someone to tell her to do X, Y, and Z work and then she’ll be a true love of mine, might explain why she once WAS a true love of his. I think I’ll just savor the chorus and not think too much about all those tasks. But in the spirit of and compliance with the Stream of Consciousness, here’s the beautiful song. Maybe someone can help me justify the lyrics. Or not.

Today’s prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “season,” with directions to use the word “season,” add a suffix to it, or write about one. (Bonus points if the first and last word of your post is a season or a seasoning.) Did you notice I almost got bonus points. Then I had to get analytical about the song lyrics.

The Saturday Stream of Consciousness is brought to you by Linda G. Hill. For more information, click the link below.

https://lindaghill.com/2017/10/20/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-oct-2117/

Here are the rules:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” “Begin with the word ‘The’,” or simply a single word to get your started.

4. Ping back! It’s important, so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours. Your link will show up in my comments for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top. NOTE: Pingbacks only work from WordPress sites. If you’re self-hosted or are participating from another host, such as Blogger, please leave a link to your post in the comments below.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read everyone’s! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find right below the “Like” button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. As a suggestion, tag your post “SoCS” and/or “#SoCS” for more exposure and more views.

8. Have fun!


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When Love is Forever

Toady’s Stream of consciousness prompt is the word, WHEN. We are to start our post with that word. Does that mean it has to be all caps? Does that mean we are emphasizing the word, WHEN? Yelling it? Like, when I would ask my teenagers many years ago (though not that many) WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO CLEAN UP YOUR ROOM?

When I first saw this prompt, the first thing that popped into my head was an old song from many years ago (yes many) by The Lettermen, “When I Fall in Love.” Such a goopy, romantic song that went like this: “When I fall in love, it will be forever, or I’ll never fall in love…”  It was a set up for heartbreak.

I just looked the song up, and it appears it came out in 1962, at least by the harmonic Lettermen. I would have been 7 years old, so it’s not like I was thinking all the time about falling in love, though I did have a “boyfriend,” but that’s another story I might not ever tell. Most likely, my sister, who was 10 years older than me, listened to it on a transistor radio, or on The Ed Sullivan Show. That’s how it got into my head that falling in love would be forever, so when my first true love moved back to Connecticut at the end of 10th grade, after we’d gone steady for just 7 months, I was even more heartbroken because of that song!

Of course, I had another boyfriend by the end of the summer. But not before quite a bit of pining, and crying, and writing letters, because love was supposed to be FOREVER!

There are a few old boyfriends who I never want to see again, a couple I’m curious about, and one I run into now and then. That love was not forever. But my first love, who came back many, many years later, WHEN we were ready, maybe that WAS forever. What I mean is, maybe it was meant to be forever from the beginning.

There are some people I will love forever: my kids, my parents, and my first love, just to name a few. My grand kids, dogs, God, and Jesus have my forever love, too.

Here’s the song. I still like the harmonies. It’s not such a bad song. It’ll take you back if you’ve been there before.

The Saturday Stream of Consciousness is brought to you by Linda G. Hill who blogs at:

https://lindaghill.com/2017/08/25/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-aug-2617/

Where you can see more Stream of Consciousness writing.

SOC winner 2017

Here are the rules:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” “Begin with the word ‘The’,” or simply a single word to get your started.

4. Ping back! It’s important, so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours. Your link will show up in my comments for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top. NOTE: Pingbacks only work from WordPress sites. If you’re self-hosted or are participating from another host, such as Blogger, please leave a link to your post in the comments below.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read everyone’s! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find right below the “Like” button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. As a suggestion, tag your post “SoCS” and/or “#SoCS” for more exposure and more views.

8. Have fun!

 


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They Found Each Other Again After 71 Years!

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Norwood and Joyce met and fell in love in London during WWII. After he returned to the US, a miscommunication in one of his letters ended the relationship. This could be a reminder to be more clear in our writing, or maybe the time just wasn’t right.

But you never know what surprises are waiting down the road. Norwood and Joyce  found each other again 71 years later. The timing must have been perfect.

(I’m glad I didn’t have to wait that long.)

Here’s their endearing story with a video of Norwood, at age 93, getting ready for their second first date:

http://uplift.theepochtimes.com/inspiration/this-wwii-love-story-took-71-years-to-come-true-and-it-will-make-your-day.html

 

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When People are Hard to Love

“Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.”
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

Some people are hard to love.  Maybe it’s a teenager who you love deeply, but it’s hard to like her when she’s spewing drama. I remember telling my daughter, “I love you, but I hate the way you’re acting right now,” and “Please lower your volume. I can’t hear you when you’re yelling.”
It’s even harder to love the haters, the racists, the ones who intentionally do harm. But Matthew 5:44 says to love your enemies and to pray for those who persecute you. Now, I know I’m not persecuted. Not really. But it’s still hard to love the haters. I can pray for them, but love them? How do I do that?
Can I say, I love you as part of humanity, because you are created by God. Can I ask, Could we try to listen to each other with respect?
I have no way of knowing if that would work. And to be honest, I’m not too keen on putting myself in situations where hate is strong. I’d much rather avoid conflict altogether, though sometimes I’ve pushed past the fear.
My heart goes out to the family of Heather Heyer who was killed when she stood against hate in Charlottesville, Virginia. They had no way of knowing  her life would be cut short by an act of violence. It’s hard to know when and how to make a stand – when to push past the fear and when to love people from a distance.

In Trust the Timing, I considered it a victory when I finally learned I could just walk away from toxic relationships that would have killed me slowly if I had stayed in them.
But I don’t want to walk away from my country. I love my country in spite of it’s flaws and with all our different kinds of people. But I have to admit, I find myself fearing the actions and beliefs of some of those people.

    The Southern Poverty Law Center recommends in this article  that if hate groups plan to demonstrate on a campus (or in a city) to ignore them and ask administrators to denounce them. We need to realize that facing hate head on might give haters the distraction they crave to keep from looking at some turmoil stewing inside themselves. I believe that deep down, haters are using anger to cover up hurt and fear. That’s no excuse. That doesn’t mean we accept the behavior. But perhaps this could bring us closer to the love the Bible talks about in Matthew.

“Grief unprocessed becomes bitterness, resentment, and unharnessed fury.  Grief processed becomes an unstoppable force of compassion, empathy, and love.     __Allison Fallon

I have no plans to go into places where hate is strong.

But sometimes hate crops up unexpectedly.
      I want to be ready with love if hate crosses my path.
I want to avoid posting negative comments on social media.
I want to hold up positive stories of people doing good work.
I want to say less about what I’m against,
and more about what I stand for.
I want to remember that peace begins with me.
      I want to recognize any seeds of hate that might hide away in the deep corners of my mind – the lingering resentments from old hurts.
I want to forgive myself and others, to bring the hurts to the light, open them up and see if I can love the hate away and heal the fear and sadness underneath. I can’t do this by myself. But with God’s help, maybe I can let love grow so big that it takes up all the space and seeps into the dark places.

What if that could happen in our country? In our world?

      We can start by finding the gardens of love within ourselves and letting that love grow. Water the love. Nurture it. Give it light.
        I wish you peace and strong growing love.
The above is from my August Newsletter. Here’s one more article of interest:

SOCS badge entry 2017

 

On a side note, please hop over to Linda’s blog and vote for this year’s SOC Badge. My entry is the “Sparkly Stream.”

Click here:  https://lindaghill.com/2017/08/17/vote-here-for-the-4th-annual-socs-badge-contest-winner/

 


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But tonight, . . .

“Who knows what’s around the corner?… love surprises – often when we least expect it.” This happens to fit perfectly with my book, Trust the Timing!

Thank you, Purple Rays.

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Who knows what’s around the corner?
At times, life can be hectic, scary, confusing, painful and unpredictable.
But tonight, remember that the human spirit prevails,
hearts open and love surprises–often when we least expect it.

Text & image credit: Begin with Yes https://web.facebook.com/beginwithyes/

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