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Observations On the Go

This week everyone is talking about gratitude and Thanksgiving, and I hope they are really grateful for everything they have.  I had the pleasure of spending some time with a few homeless people earlier this month.  They were truly grateful for the gifts we brought to them.  It was only a few blankets but their eyes said everything.  They were surprised at the help from total strangers and probably wondering why someone was taking the time to help them.

I know I helped because I am truly grateful for all that I have in this life.  While my life may not appear to be the greatest, I have so many riches I experience each day.  I have real friends and people who do love me and support me.  I have a roof over my head and hot food to eat.  I have dreams and goals to achieve.  I am limitless.

What I realized is that there is no difference between me and the people I saw living on the street and in the shelters.  They may not realize that we all have the same potential.  We all can have our dreams and the life we desire, but we have to want it desperately.  We have to want it like we want our next breath.  Only then will we be willing to endure whatever is necessary to achieve our goals.  When you want something so bad then you can say “I will have it, NO MATTER WHAT.” Then you will have it.

It’s getting colder so now I must find socks.  I know some people who would really appreciate a nice warm pair of socks.

Light and Love,

Janice

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WOODY’S WORDS

Observations ON THE GO

I’m so grateful for friends, even those who don’t always understand what it means to be a true friend.

Months ago one of my new friends became angry with me because of something he was told about me.  To this day, I have no idea what was said but it was massive confusion and anger on his part.  I’m always hurt when I feel that someone has lied about me or projected their issues onto me.   I made several attempts to communicate and clear things up but my friend refused to talk to me.  Spirit said,     “Just leave it alone.”  That seemed impossible.  How do you just leave it alone?  It’s filled with confusion, anger and fear.  But I had no choice since he stopped speaking to me.

I had a quote posted in my home office that went something like this.  “Heroes are willing to live with paradox.”  This has meaning for me.  There have been so many times when I had to sit in confusion and wait for life to work itself out.  It’s uncomfortable and messy.  I never thought I was one of those people who need to have everything in order but apparently I fit the description.  Being willing to live with paradox has changed my perspective on life and made me see things from more than one angle.  Sometimes we are not meant to solve EVERYTHING in our lives.  Sometimes we are not meant to SOLVE everything in our lives.  By letting go, we can actually leave a space for healing.

My friend just sent me an email apologizing for being judgmental and silly.  Wow.

My reply:  Life is too short.  Let’s be friends.

Light and Love,

Janice

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Dream a little dream…

I’m still building my dream this week.  I was building it last week and I’ll be building it next week.  It’s like a long, long race and sometimes your legs and feet hurt so bad you don’t think you can make it to the finish line.  My legs feel pretty good this week.  When I’m feeling great, I will often question why.  Why is my energy level so high?  Why am I moving forward toward my dreams in spite of all the obstacles?  Why do I know that I will finish the race?

I know the answer to all these questions because deep inside me is a dreamer, a life-long dreamer.  I keep moving forward because I don’t know how to quit.  There have been times in the past when my dreams seemed so far away and impossible to achieve.  I tried to give them up just to get some peace.  But there is no peace in giving up your dreams.  They haunt you day and night as you watch others living their dreams.  So finally I resign to the fact that I don’t know how to give up on my dreams so I get my head back in the race and keep moving my feet.

I take comfort in the fact that I’m not the only one.  There were many famous dreamers before me and I live in the company of few dreamers today.  The look in their eyes says it all.  I want my dreams like I want my next breath.  Like everything else in life, dreams have an opportunity cost, a price.  The price I’m paying for my dreams is nothing compared to the wealth I’m receiving from them.  The dream is not some far off hope.  It’s my life right here, right now, today.  How I am living, who I am being, now is part of the dream.  So the joy in achieving my dreams is in the being and doing of every day.  As the dreams manifest, I get to celebrate the journey and the gift of victory.

Light and Love,

Janice

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Sometimes we get so excited and we bolt out of the blocks before the gun goes off.  Sometimes acting on impulse can be very liberating and just what is needed to blast you out of a hole in your life.  Sometimes it can bring you whole lot of confusion.

I got an idea to organize a public presentation for my business.  I asked around and got a commitment from a business associate on a location and a time, only to find that to him it was still an idea and not an actual event.  It made me stop and think about where our communication breakdown happened.  This happens a lot in our world today because we spend a lot of time talking at each other and not with each other.

One of my goals for this quarter is to sharpen my listening skills.  Clearly God saw that I could use some work in this area when I set that goal.  I want to listen with acknowledgement and understanding.  So many times I find people (myself included) talking but not listening.  Why are we so busy trying to get our points across in a hurry?  True conversations take time.  Calculating what you will say next while someone else is talking, does not constitute listening.  Talking over someone else does not constitute listening.  I’m beginning to feel that listening is a dying art form.

I think my journey with deaf and hard of hearing people has been all about listening.  There have been many times when I didn’t want to hear what life was telling me.  It was easier to bury my head in the sand much like my son used to turn off his hearing aids when he didn’t want to hear me yelling at him to clean up his room.  Sometimes we don’t want to hear what people are telling us because it doesn’t fit with our vision of the world.  So I guess we shouldn’t be surprised when we get whacked on the head by life because we weren’t listening and paying attention.  Many times deaf people perceive hearing people as screaming, angry people.  I guess it can look that way when someone is yelling at you as though raising their voice will somehow make you hear them.  Actually listening to someone, giving them complete attention, is one of the greatest gifts you can give.  Just think about how good it feels when someone does that for you.  You feel heard.  You feel free to speak.  You’re not competing with anything else.  You can just express what is on your heart.  How refreshing.

Now that my friend and I are on the same page, we can plan an event that will be powerful and educational.  First I had to wake up to the fact that I wasn’t listening.  Now we can have a true conversation about what we want to do, how we want to do it, and what we hope to gain from it.  I realize that I don’t have to move at lightning speed all the time and things can still happen quickly when I take the time to listen.

Light and Love,

Janice