Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
Her comment to me was "When I walk into these rooms I want them to make me laugh. Do you see that?". Yes, I did. I replied "You want these spaces to be so unique, so beautiful that it makes you giggle out of sheer delight". Her response "You get me".
Some of the best relationships are simply the mutual understanding of who we are. While we strive for individuality we still want to be understood. "You get me." And it's just that easy.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Sound familiar? I have never, not ever, been this far behind. I need a Clarence. I need an angel and an angle to figure it out this year. Part in blame is the puppy that stole my heart and my sanity that now lives with me, the other part is that I resigned one job to do my own thing and fortunately ended up being busier than I ever thought.
But yet I have had time to wonder what would have happened I had never been. The list of naughty and nice could be long, but I think of the little things in life that have hopefully made an impact. Years ago I met a young man that worked in a telemarketing room where I was employed as the marketing person. He came to me distressed because he wanted to resign his supervisor position to apply to medical school. I sat him down, told him to look at the big picture and wrote him a glowing letter of recommendation. His father later contacted me to tell me he had been accepted to med school, so proud and happy I could hear him beaming through the phone. I wonder where that young man is now. I wonder about the lives he has touched. I wonder if Clarence would approve of that moment in time.
'Tis the season to pay it forward, and sometimes it doesn't cost a dime. Maybe that is truly the best gift of all.
Monday, December 13, 2010
As I become comfortable in my own skin, I focus less on the packaging. After all, the wrapping has wrinkled and the package isn't as sturdy as it once was. When all the focus is on the exterior, we begin to miss what truly counts - what's on the inside of all those lovely trimmings? What is the substance underneath the glitz? Is the gift sincere? Honest? Will it stand the test of time? What is the value, the true worth?
So often that excitement over the packaging overshadows the product, the "crux of the biscuit", the core, the marrow. We miss the true gift, one that has taken years to develop. The true gift of Christmas doesn't come in a box. In comes from reaching out a hand to another in a gesture of kindness and goodwill. It comes from the heart. And asks to be returned.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Nuff said. Welcome new year, come what may.