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Your energy shared

Pressing into more of the last episode of the Oprah show.

She shared some really significant thoughts that will push me into thinking deeper and more passionate about what I want my life to represent.
She said, “You are responsible for the energy that you create for yourself, and you are responsible for the energy that you bring to others.” 
When I think of these words I move back into the days working at a pharmacy and the variety of people I met.
Some were my favorites. They would come in with a bounce in their step and a smile on their face and they were full of hope and life and you loved sharing with them even if it was just for a few minutes.
They were contagious in their zest for life.
Then there were the others who would come in like it was doomsday and their job was to rob joy from anyone near them.
They each brought energy.
One kind was compassionate and hopeful, the other was defeated and dreary before they even started.
Remember Eeyore from Winnie the Pooh?
No matter what kind of day it was for him, he was just ‘Ho Hum’ looking for something different.
Oprah said, “In my makeup room I have a sign and it says, ‘Please take responsibility for the energy you bring into this space.”  
“It is a simple but powerful lesson. All life is energy and we are transmitting it at every moment. We are all little beaming signals like radio frequencies, and the world is responding in kind.” 

I think for today my question would be…
What kind of energy do we want to give to others along our path?
We have each seen both kinds.
Which is more helpful and welcoming?
Which one brings life and which one brings death?
Just a little something for us to think about.

Our platforms

The other day as I was watching the last episode of the Oprah show.
I was impressed with her confidence and her complete control of her new destiny.
She appeared to be someone who knows herself well and is not afraid to let others see it.

I was captivated by her words.
The affirmations for women and the message she passed on to each and every one listening.
“No matter who you are… your message matters. Each one of you has your own platform. Do not let the trappings here fool you. Mine is a stage in a studio, yours is wherever you are with your own reach, however small or however large that reach is.” She continues, “Wherever you are, that is your platform, your stage, your circle of influence. That is your talk show, and that is where your power lies. In every way, in every day, you are showing people exactly who you are. You are letting your life speak for you. And when you do that, you will receive in direct proportion to how you give in whatever platform you have.”

As I listened to her I reflected on the questions:
What kind of platform do I want this blog to represent?
What values to I want it to show as others read the words written?
What is the message I want to deliver within every writing?
For today, this is something I am thinking about.
More will come as I process her last ‘goodbye’ speech.

Discouraged

Do you ever have those day or weeks that you feel down and discouraged and perhaps questioning hope?
This weekend I was feeling very tired and somewhat frustrated.
On a new medication for a bladder infection.
For those who understand this problem it is not so fun.
Then on Sunday I noticed my face becoming more round.
Again.
By Monday my face looked like a helium balloon with small slanty eyes.
Folks we have been here before.
I headed into the doctor and he was completely baffled and did a bunch of lab tests.
Today my face is very round.
I would show you the picture but I don’t want to scare you.
It looks exactly like the mumps I had two years ago.
Discouraged?
Yes.
Tired?
Yes.
In pain?
Yes.
Trying to find something positive in this.
Lord God give me the strength to press on and learn whatever I am supposed to learn.
Help the doctor get the results back and help me to be calm and perhaps enjoy the sun in the yard as I plant flowers.
Even with a fat face.
I am on two different antibiotics now.
Just ending the antiviral drug for the shingles I had 4 weeks ago.
My body is under a major attack and my immune system needs an overhaul.
If you feel like praying I would welcome it.

(updated news: I am on prednisone now for the swelling)
Tests are non diffinitive waiting for the real ‘mumps’ test results.

Garden joys

Well it is so nice to know I can plant the flowers we bought now that the world did not end.
I look forward to creating the colorful look while the birds make their nests preparing for a new family.
Soon the courtyard will be welcoming and inviting us out for dinners on the round table as the little white lights reflect off the fence line and the fountain bubbles and falls with its fresh water sound.
The courtyard has many memories for us, good and bad.
A memorial service for my sisters husband while she was on hospice.
Remembering the songs we sang to the guitar played by the hospice chaplain.
Remembering the family parties and the children playing on trikes and throwing kong’s for Emma my dog.
It won’t be long till we can enjoy strawberries and blueberries freshly picked for a breakfast shared. 
 The sun is very hot on the back side of our home and the courtyard is something we can enjoy in the evenings or the cool of the early morning.
I welcome the sun after a long season of rain and clouds and windy weather.
Perhaps we can even plant our garden for fresh vegetables are the best.
I am feeling hopeful and although someday I want to see the Lord and Heaven and all that is there waiting for us.
 I just wasn’t quite ready this time for it all to end.  

Just in case

Just in case you didn’t see this!

Or this one!
I personally believe this does more harm than good.
My opinion only.
If I was a non-believer would this make me want to be one?
Does fear make us want to change?
And they are also predicting it will be at 6PM so just in case they are right ~
What shall we do on Saturday??
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