Today’s word: Sacrifice
This is a word that inspires humbleness on the part of those who witness. Today is that in which we honor our Veterans, dead and alive. They have given their lives in the worst case, and their time, running into years, in the best case. They have sacrificed living for some, and sacrificed innocence for others. There is no place to hide from what they have seen, except the grave, where perhaps they finally understand why they had to sacrifice.
An unintended honoring on Memorial Day is for those whom we love that have died in other ways. Many have sacrificed their children, unwillingly, in the teenage wars of cars, speed, and death. Others have the same outcome from drugs and lifestyle. Innocence lost once again, and all we can do is mourn. This sacrifice is not meant to be such, but we miss those children, fathers, mothers, husbands, just as much in this everyday life, which can be like a war.
In memory of all of those Veteran’s who died protecting the integrity and safety of their country. A noble sacrifice which has no equal.
Monday, May 31, 2010
A Special Word
I love words and have decided to write about some of my favorites. The first one I will choose is imagine. A word that inspired the John Lennon song “Imagine,” which is my favorite song of all time. This magical sounding word that inspires authors to write and painters to paint; musicians to sing or play and others to dream. Imagine creating a Harry Potter fantasy world, or imagine that all those who are hungry will eat; everywhere!
Imagine no war where we lose our men and women, many who are very young, and imagine what their future might have been. Imagine what will create my own happiness and strive for it. Imagine an intact family, but continue on in a shattered family. Imagine finding new happiness anyway. Be satisfied with the joy I have had, and that which remains with me. I can imagine that. A wonderful word which is full of mystery and possibilities, because where we can imagine it, we can perceive it, and then create it. Imagine on!!
Imagine no war where we lose our men and women, many who are very young, and imagine what their future might have been. Imagine what will create my own happiness and strive for it. Imagine an intact family, but continue on in a shattered family. Imagine finding new happiness anyway. Be satisfied with the joy I have had, and that which remains with me. I can imagine that. A wonderful word which is full of mystery and possibilities, because where we can imagine it, we can perceive it, and then create it. Imagine on!!
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Musings
April 1, 2010 and May 28, 2010
I am noticing the days slip by, as time marches forward. I have been in a reflective mood and looking at the scope of my life thus far. This one life includes all those lives who have been in relationship with me. The children of John and I, and of my friends have grown and continued on into their destiny. I witness our adult children have lives that no longer revolve around their family of origin, but around their adult families and friends. It doesn’t mean that they do not care, just like it didn’t mean that I did not care. It is the evolution of a life, and it is being witnessed by we elders; those who have gone before.
It seems a distant past since I was that young woman, raising the boys. It all happened so fast. While I have much life still in front of me, it now gives me insight to look at the past. Our past is an early indicator of our future; still to be determined. I wouldn’t have wanted a crystal ball to know what was ahead, but outside of Alex’s death, there is not much I would change.
I remain grateful for all those people who are either in my life, or have passed through on their own journey. Each person has touched me in a unique way, and I would not be who I am without that imprint.
I read a quote in the Oregonian from a Reverend Marilyn Sewell, which speaks to that which I have learned:
“Grief turns out to be our best teacher. It comes with loss and hangs around like a faithful dog until we learn what we need to know. When we are awake and engaged in the moment, fully alive, we find we are not so dependent on person or place. And in that freedom, we become unconstrained in our choices, fearless in our loving. We have come home at last.”
This says what I feel and know. I choose not to judge, but to accept and love. It is a freedom which had eluded me for many years, but I have reached for it since March 1994. I now try to stay in the moment, “awake and engaged.”
Terri
I am noticing the days slip by, as time marches forward. I have been in a reflective mood and looking at the scope of my life thus far. This one life includes all those lives who have been in relationship with me. The children of John and I, and of my friends have grown and continued on into their destiny. I witness our adult children have lives that no longer revolve around their family of origin, but around their adult families and friends. It doesn’t mean that they do not care, just like it didn’t mean that I did not care. It is the evolution of a life, and it is being witnessed by we elders; those who have gone before.
It seems a distant past since I was that young woman, raising the boys. It all happened so fast. While I have much life still in front of me, it now gives me insight to look at the past. Our past is an early indicator of our future; still to be determined. I wouldn’t have wanted a crystal ball to know what was ahead, but outside of Alex’s death, there is not much I would change.
I remain grateful for all those people who are either in my life, or have passed through on their own journey. Each person has touched me in a unique way, and I would not be who I am without that imprint.
I read a quote in the Oregonian from a Reverend Marilyn Sewell, which speaks to that which I have learned:
“Grief turns out to be our best teacher. It comes with loss and hangs around like a faithful dog until we learn what we need to know. When we are awake and engaged in the moment, fully alive, we find we are not so dependent on person or place. And in that freedom, we become unconstrained in our choices, fearless in our loving. We have come home at last.”
This says what I feel and know. I choose not to judge, but to accept and love. It is a freedom which had eluded me for many years, but I have reached for it since March 1994. I now try to stay in the moment, “awake and engaged.”
Terri
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