Pollyanna, the little girl who believed in people, embraced the wonder of her life, and always looked for the good in others. I’ve been working to infuse my life with a bit more of that recently, and I’ve enjoyed the change.
This is but a season...
Far too many times I have seen a preoccupation with appearance keep someone from trying something new or continuing an activity
The act of giving some of our resources to someone else feels a bit uncomfortable.
I remember hearing about the things those in my community and scope of influence wanted to achieve by 2020 and thinking “Goodness, that’s ages away!”. It seemed both foolish and inspirational to have goals that stretched that far into the future. And yet, here we are.
Somehow just knowing that my ability to savor the experience and feel hugely grateful for it continues long after the moment has passed gives me freedom to let go of that niggling worry and instead savor the experience while it is happening.
Things will frustrate and anger you, and you can choose to respond with patience, with grace.
There are some costumes I’ve forgotten as the years have passed, but the characters I do remember were the ones I dreamt of being
Disempowered : the universal human experience of feeling deflated or defeated
While most people are prepared to go about their business as usual, for most of us, every time we hear the expression our minds turn to dark things. So this Friday the 13th I’m trying to turn the tables.