Month: November 2018

Adding Value VS. Mattering

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We can Worry About Mattering.  Do we Matter to People?  Do they Care? Are we Important to them?

The Better Question is “Do you Bring Value?”  Because if you Do, You Will Matter.

We will Only Matter to Those who we Bring Value to.  And Value is Measured by one’s own Priorities and Inner Moral Compass.

So I could Matter for all the Wrong Reasons.  Depending on the Priorities of Another.

So My Concern is Not to Matter.  But to Add Value Based on My Moral Code and Noone Else’s.

So What do I Value?

Authenticity.  Kindness.  Joy.  Encouragement.  Love.  Listening Ears. Introspection. An Open Mind and Heart.

So with This List I Enter Life Each Day.

To Bring Value to Others.  In Turn, I will Matter to Those who Share the Same Values.

Thanks to all my Valuable Friends who Matter to Me.

xoxo

 

Heart Goals..

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I sent this picture to a few of my favourite people.  I said, ” what I want my heart to look like”.  I found it SO interesting that that was my first thought when I looked at that picture.  So my next question was, “What is it that you see when you look at this picture?”  So from what I can see, here it is…

  • nothing is for show.  someone entered the kitchen and took a picture because the sun rays were beaming in.  the moment of stillness caught on film in a fraction of time.  the brita drink container in its useful ugliness wasn’t even put away for a better shot.
  • it’s not fancy.  nobody has tried to capture the perfection of pinterest in this kitchen. the drawers are melamine.  the fabric under the sink is from a discount booth at a Walmart. but, in my heart,  no “perfectly put together” and Italian marble could capture the essence of this kitchen.
  • all the things I love and matter to me are in this kitchen.  sun rays.  warmth.  love of nature. comfort.  sustenance.  humility.  beauty.  safety. functionality. ease. and most of all, AUTHENTICITY. there’s also a beautiful aged chandelier adding a touch of glamour to the room.

 

So Yes, I want my heart to look like this kitchen on a summers day.  The window is thrown open.  Cats bask on the window sill.  There’s onions ripening for a family dinner on the counter top.  The unpretentious  brita jug is in plain view.  There’s a touch of glamour in the chandelier adding a touch of celebration to its function. a little indescript clock is marking time.

There’s a chair waiting in the dining nook for you, my friend.

Let’s Share this life Together.

I love you all.

xoxo

Change of Heart

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I used to resent special treatment.  I can hold my own door, thank you.  The other day I had a change of heart.  Two gentlemen stood on either side of the elevator and held it while I got on.  Wow.  Was my heart ever a puddle of love and respect for them.  I wanted to reciprocate.   Did it ever start a conversation in my head for the rest of the day.  I queried.  I introspected.  I wondered.  I understand the women that don’t want this.  I used to see it as pandering.  Thinking to myself, “Oh yeah, now what?  My number?  My address?”

Instead these men just kindly continued to discuss a deal they’re working on.  They just were humbly doing what they felt good doing.  That was holding the elevator for a woman.

I’d say their mamas raised them right.

Thank You to the men who just want to Do Right in their place in society.  They crave the peace that comes from Nobility.  From Dignity.  From Being True Gentlemen.

On the Other Hand, I will Do My Best to Be a Lady.  Kind.  Virtuous. Discreet.

Here’s to Chivalrous Men.  Here’s to Ladylike Women.

Have a Wonderful Weekend Lovelies.

xoxo

 

The Power of a Day Dream

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Currently, I’m Listening to a Little Kenny G.  Working His Magic on the Sax.  I Close My Eyes.  It Transports Me to a Darkened Lounge with Small Dining Room Table Lights in Boston, Mass .  Crisp White Starched Napkins.  Dark Suits.  Pearls.  Red Nail Polish.  Snow Gently Falling.  I Exhale Slowly.  I Feel Rejuvenated.  Refreshed.

My Belly is Stirred as the Next Song Emanates From My Computer.  A Soulful Rendition of “I’m Falling For You”…A Summer Porch.  A Glass of Lemonade.  The Poplars Dancing their Shadows Across My Feet in a Hammock.  The Sounds of Children Playing in the Lake.  My Shoulders still Radiating the Sun from an Afternoon Boat Ride.  Summer Romance.  New Love.  Old Love.  Puppy Love.  Tried and True Love.

“Sans Regrets” Starts to Play.  In my Mind’s Eye,  I’ve Cracked a Window in My Kitchen.  The Warm Damp Air of Spring Wafts in.  Bleach permeates the air.  Saturday Morning Cleaning has Begun.  I can Hear the First Lawnmower of the Year Start Up.  Little Spring Buds are Forming on the Tree Outside my Window.  Anticipation of Summer Fun is Felt in the Air.

So Grateful for DayDreams and the Power of Music to Take Us on Little Meanderings Through Life’s Gifts.

Love You All.

xoxo