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Yesterday Chelsea Clinton married Marc Mezvinsky in Rhinebeck NY.  But did you know there were other things going on in the area?  For instance the church I grew up in (that my parents still faithfully attend) had their annual picnic.  My Dad was the main entertainment….

After the picnic Michael and I went over to my Mom & Dad’s house to talk gardening for a while.  We also took down Michael & Angela’s photo gallery which was hanging at Barista’s in the Hudson Valley Mall.  Last but not least, we stopped for a slice of the best pizza on earth before we left to head back home.

What did you do this weekend?

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[tweetmeme] I have friends that send me all kinds of messages like this.  This one has many good lessons to remember.
I hope everyone is having a wonderful weekend.
Mental Feng Shui

ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.

TWO. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.

THREE. Don’t believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want.

FOUR. When you say, ‘I love you,’ mean it.

FIVE. When you say, ‘I’m sorry,’ look the person in the eye.

SIX. Be engaged at least six months before you get married.

SEVEN. Believe in love at first sight.

EIGHT. Never laugh at anyone’s dreams. People who don’t have dreams don’t have much.

NINE. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it’s the only way to live life completely.

TEN. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.

ELEVEN. Don’t judge people by their relatives.

TWELVE. Talk slowly but think quickly.

THIRTEEN! . . . When someone asks you a question you don’t want to answer, smile and ask, ‘Why do you want to know?’

FOURTEEN. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.

FIFTEEN. Say ‘bless you’ when you hear someone sneeze.

SIXTEEN. . When you lose, don’t lose the lesson.

SEVENTEEN. Remember the three R’s: Respect for self; Respect for others; and Responsibility for all your actions.

EIGHTEEN. Don’t let a little dispute injure a great friendship.

NINETEEN. When you realize you’ve made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.

TWENTY. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.

TWENTY ONE. Spend some time alone.

A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart

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Someone emailed me this around the 4th of July and the story really touched my heart.  Please read it and remember the sacrifices the members of our military make for us every day.

I put my carry-on in the luggage compartment and sat down in my assigned seat.  It was going to be a long flight.  I’m glad I have a good book to read.  Perhaps I will get a short nap, I thought.

Just before take-off, a line of soldiers came down the aisle and filled all the vacant seats, totally surrounding me.  I decided to start a conversation.

“Where are you headed?” I asked the soldier seated nearest to me.
“Petawawa. We’ll be there for two weeks for special training, and then we’re being deployed to Afghanistan.”

After flying for about an hour, an announcement was made that sack lunches were available for five dollars. It would be several hours before we reached the east, and I quickly decided a lunch would help pass the time…

As I reached for my wallet, I overheard a soldier ask his buddy if he planned to buy lunch.  “No, that seems like a lot of money for just a sack lunch. Probably wouldn’t be worth five bucks.  I’ll wait till we get to base.”

His friend agreed.

I looked around at the other soldiers. None were buying lunch.  I walked to the back of the plane and handed the flight attendant a fifty  dollar bill.   “Take a lunch to all those soldiers.”  She grabbed my arms and squeezed tightly.  Her eyes wet with tears, she thanked me.  “My son was a soldier in  Iraq; it’s almost like you are doing it for him.”

Picking up ten sacks, she headed up the aisle to where the soldiers were seated.  She stopped at my seat and asked, “Which do you like best – beef or chicken?”
“Chicken,” I replied, wondering why she asked.  She turned and went to the front of plane, returning a minute later with a dinner plate from first class.

“This is your thanks…”

After we finished eating, I went again to the back of the plane, heading for the rest room.
A man stopped me.  “I saw what you did. I want to be part of it. Here, take this.”  He handed me twenty-five dollars.

Soon after I returned to my seat, I saw the Flight Captain coming down the aisle, looking at the aisle numbers as he walked, I hoped he was not looking for me, but noticed he was looking at the numbers only on my side of the plane. When he got to my row he stopped, smiled, held out his hand and said, “I want to shake your hand.”  Quickly unfastening my seat belt I stood and took the Captain’s hand.  With a booming voice he said, “I was a soldier and I was a military pilot.  Once, someone bought me a lunch. It was an act of kindness I never forgot.”   I was embarrassed when applause was heard from all of the passengers.

Later I walked to the front of the plane so I could stretch my legs.  A man who was seated about six rows in front of me reached out his hand, wanting to shake mine.  He left another twenty-five dollars in my palm.

When we landed I gathered my belongings and started to deplane.  Waiting just inside the airplane door was a man who stopped me, put something in my shirt pocket, turned, and walked away without saying a word.  Another twenty-five dollars!

Upon entering the terminal, I saw the soldiers gathering for their trip to the base.
I walked over to them and handed them seventy-five dollars  “It will take you some time to reach the base…. It will be about time for a sandwich.
God Bless You.”

Ten young men left that flight feeling the love and respect of their fellow travelers.

As I walked briskly to my car, I whispered a prayer for their safe return.  These soldiers were giving their all for our country….   I could only give them a couple of meals.    It seemed so little….

A veteran is someone who, at one point in his life, wrote a blank check made payable to ‘The United States of America ‘ for an amount of ‘up to and including my life.’

That is Honor, and there are way too many people in this country who no longer understand it.

Prayer:

Lord, hold the troops in your loving hands. Protect them as they protect us. Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for us in our time of need.   Amen.

Photo by Michael T. Henry Photography

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My Mom

While brainstorming about what to write blogs about, I wanted to find a way for my readers to get to know some of the awesome people who I know.  The best way I could come up with was an interview series.

Meet my Mom.  We met at my birth.  (obviously!)  She’s one of the most kind-hearted people I know.  Always willing to lend a helping hand.  So… without further ado – here is my Mom.  :)

Name: Mom

Age: 69

Location: My house –> Dutchess County, NY

Hails from: Pennsylvania

Me, Mom & Dad with my Aunt Rita in the front. She's my God-Mother.

Relationship Status: Happily Married for 49 years

Children: 4 – 3 sons & 1 daughter

Occupation: Takin’ it easy & lovin’ it!  spoiling my Grandkids – both 2 & 4 legged

What is the most challenging part of your job? Finding the nearest couch

If you could spend an evening with anyone from history, who would it be? Jesus Christ

What do you miss most about your childhood? Walking to the brook and swimming with the neighborhood kids.

What’s a goal in life you have yet to accomplish? Getting to heaven

What 5 things in life could you not live without? My husband and 4 kids

What’s your favorite snack? Drumstick Ice Cream Cones (not the chicken variety)

What super power do you wish you had? I’d love to be able to fly without stepping foot on an airplane.

What is your favorite movie? Ben Hur

How did you meet Dad? By remembering that the quickest way to get to a man’s heart is through his stomach!

What are your favorite flowers? I like roses, daisies, peonies, and gladiolas.
Author’s Note: Thank goodness she didn’t name me after any of the other 3!!!

Who was your best friend growing up? Patsy

What was your favorite subject in high school? Math – I still enjoy puzzles with numbers like Sudoku.

Who’s your favorite grandchild? Elizabeth, Anne, Katie, Sofia, Jacob, Frank & Bella.  (Bella’s my 4 legged grandchild)

Where would you like to visit that you’ve never been? Greece

The Sistine Chapel

Where was the most interesting place you’ve ever visited? The Sistine Chapel

What is your favorite holiday and why? Christmas – for a few reasons.  I love to see happy children, I like Christmas music, our Christmas mass is always nice, and Rose usually cooks Christmas dinner.

Mom & her Mother (My Grandmother)

Who’s your hero? My Mother was.  She had 9 children (I was the youngest), 30 grandchildren, 50+ great-grandchildren, and a number of great-great grandchildren before she passed away at 102 years old.  (And she remembered ALL of their names!!)

What is your favorite song? How Great Thou Art

Where do you go for your favorite ice cream? Holy Cow

Mom & her sister Rita (my God-mother)

What would you like to know about my Mom?

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My friend Laura posted something online about how she’s always had nightmares a few times a week about tornadoes.  She said there is never just one, but tornadoes popping up everywhere around the sky.

Recently at a yard sale (tag sale, garage sale, flea market – whatever you want to call it) I picked up a book called Dreams: More than 350 Symbols and Interpretations.  According to this book this is what the dream could mean:

Tornadoes –> See End of the World

The radical annihilation of the world is a theme that seems to recur in many of the world’s cultures, cults and religions.  Sometimes there is a subsequent reordering and renewal of the world that includes a particular group being placed in supremacy.  Other times, there is a mystical translations of chosen inhabitants into a structured paradise.  Another option is unrelenting chaos and loss of this world without recourse.

Sometimes, the premonition feeling that you get after these dreams leaves you feeling very eerie.  You may be unsure (or fairly sure) that what just happened in dreamland may be about to happen out in waking life.  The means may be different for any given dreamer depending on your worldview, but the feeling is roughly the same – that time seems short for this world.

There can be several different approaches to seeking meaning in this dream.  The origins of these approaches are in personal psychology, cultural tensions, and religious or spiritual revelation.

Feeling dramatically out of control in your personal life can trigger apocalypse dreams.  This may be caused by hormones in adolescence, the death of a loved one (especially parent), or divorce and other significant relationship losses.  The ending world is an escape mechanism to avoid dealing with a  world so dramatically changed by new circumstances.  This world-ending dream often features the dreamer alone amongst generally unrecognized figures.  This reveals that all people close to the dreamer are no longer around.

Cultural cues for world-ending dreams come out of a collective angst about the frailty of our planet or the human race.  Angst is concerned about what might not be, as in radical non-being of the self, planet, etc.  These dreams may be triggered in times of global hopelessness and unpredictability.  A millennial change generates this kind of dreaming for some people.  Damaging news about the earth, global warming, and cosmic collision potentials will do it for others.  Economic uncertainty will create angst for some people.  Whenever instability or insecurity become themes of cultural awareness, apocalyptic dreams increase.  Interpreting this type of dream asks, “How is the world ending and who is to blame?”  This dream may be calling for you to protect yourself against a risk that is beyond your comfort zone, become more involved in a particular cause, or to think again about the rationale of your fears.

Religious or spiritual revelation that heralds the end of the world is a powerful image.  Usually, the dreamer will see some significant icons of their faith initiating or withstanding the destruction.  Another scenario is that adherents to the mysticism are identified in a particular way and survive the destruction because of their association.  In these dreams, the world is often reordered.  Many times, these dreams will accompany a time in the dreamer’s life when he or she feels that the entire world is against them and only their association with something larger than themselves can provide a resolution to the struggles being faced.  (or, they may just be receiving an oracle about the conclusion of this world….)

So Laura, what do you think?  Any idea how the tornado dream pertains to your life?

Do any of the readers out there have dreams about tornadoes, natural disasters, or the end of the world?

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To read about how this series started please read the 1st blog in this series.

#2 – Uncover The Joy of You

“You are the only one who can do exactly what God has planned for you.”

“Value what God has given you.  Creating home-cooked meals that are nutritious is a gift.  Balancing roles of teacher, worker, parent, grandparent, spouse, and friend is a gift.  Loving those around you is the ultimate gift.  You have talents and abilities that are uniquely yours.”

“Look at yourself in the mirror today without finding faults and flaws.  Recognize your uniqueness, and notice the difference when you smile.”

I hate when people tell me how I “should” act.  I hate the words “you should.”  Not to say the words have never passed my lips, but I’m now more aware when it happens.  I try my best to instead say things such as “Have you tried” or What about this idea” or “Have you thought of this?”  Nobody can live your life for you.  We all have choices in life and the outcome of our life can vary greatly based on the choices we make.

Lend A Helping Hand Picture from Rishi Menon http://www.flickr.com/photos/rxmflickr/4358918644/

I try to help people with the talents I have.  I’m hoping they find the joy of my talents helpful.  I have lots of friends who can’t cook (or can’t be bothered because they live alone and let’s face it, it’s not fun to cook for just one) so I try to cook for them.  Nothing says “I care” like a home-cooked meal.  I used to do this much more often when I had extra money around for food, lately though the disposable income is scarce….

I’m also an okay writer – so when a friend needed help writing their resume from scratch – I was able to help.

I try to be the best daughter, niece, sister, aunt, girlfriend, and friend that I can be.  I try to help people when I can because I’m a big believer in what goes around comes around.

A close friend who’s had a few major crisis’ in her life and I had a discussion about how you find out who your true friends that you can count on during major tragedies in your life.  She’s right!  Sometimes it’s as simple as being a friend to listen, other times it’s muscle needed to help with a big move….  I remember when I lived out-of-state who would take the time to meet me out for dinner when I was in town to visit and who couldn’t be bothered to drive across town to see me after I’d driven hours to get there.

I remember growing up that I was taught not to be mean and tease people.  If I didn’t like someone I tended to just keep to myself.  I didn’t want to play into the meanness, because gosh knows there was enough of that though-out the school years!  Kids can be cruel and I saw my fair share of it around me through the years.  I tried my best to be friends with the band geeks, nerds, artists, goth girls, jocks, cheerleaders, etc.  It really didn’t matter to me.  (Now I guess I’m getting back to what I talked about in the 1st blog in the series huh?)

What are the joys of you?
Do you use them to help people?

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As some of you know, I love to go to yard sales / tag sales / estate sales / rummage sales – whatever you want to call them.  This past Friday I picked up a book called 101 Ways to Find God’s Purpose For Your Life.  There were lots of good points in this book.  Now I don’t want to turn my blog into a religious blog.  Even though I am religious, I don’t push my thoughts and beliefs on others except to say that the 10 commandments all boil down to the “Golden Rule” – Do unto others as you’d have them do unto you.

Anywho – this book does make good points.

#1 – Discover Your Strengths

“Think back to when you were a child.  What were some of your favorite things to do?  Did you care for injured animals, love to draw pictures, or delight in playing with friends?  Now think of the ways those traits manifest themselves in your life today.  Do you still collect “strays” – animals or people?  Do you express yourself artistically through decorating and creating?  Do you love to fix broken things?  Do you enjoy opening your home to family and friends?”

This got me thinking.  I do tend to collect strays.  I have always been one of those people who tries to be friendly to everyone.  I’m the one who tries to find the wall-flower or shy person and draw them into the conversation.  Sometimes it is more of a challenge than others.  I do tend to be that kind of friend that will drop everything to help a friend who needs it.   I never noticed until recently that people who do this seem to be a rarity.  The older I get the more I look around and notice that so many people seem to be out for themselves and couldn’t give-a-crap about the person standing next to them.  Where did common decency go??  It makes me sad.

Recently I had a friend tell me I need to learn to be more of a self-centered-Bitch.  Can you believe it?  In no way am I a door-mat, but I give too much of myself and then I end up getting my feelings hurt by those people I gave to because they show their true colors and don’t care about anyone but themselves.  Apparently I don’t fit into the take-take-take society that’s appearing all around me….

I always considered it my strength that I could help people.  Lately it’s turning out to be more of a weakness, but I keep hoping that will change.  I do have some friends that do appreciate all that I have to offer with my friendship, but I’ve also learned that many take it for granted.  In times of crisis you learn who’s a friend to value and who’s the friend who’s all for themselves.

What strengths, gifts and talents do you have?
Do you use them to help people?

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