Wednesday, February 29, 2012


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Is it just me, or do you find yourself acting a bit like a 2-3 year old as you mature?

My mind is constantly active and it seems these days that my main question, just like that of a 2-3 year old, is "Why?" Why is hardwood called hardwood when it's not necessarily hard? Why are flower petals so fragile? Why do some mosquitoes live for only a few days (or, better yet, why do they live at all?)

My current favorite is: Why do butterflies have such beautifully patterned wings? Oh I understand about camouflage - but camouflage could be accomplished with less beauty. So why? I think I'm driving my loved ones nuts; but it's interesting to see the children trying to find explanations for these things. And I hope most fervently that I'm planting the seed of inquiry in their minds.

To me, inquisitive minds are the mainstay of life; they're what keep us interesting to others and what staves away boredom when alone. Perhaps that's why so many young children have an affinity with their grandparents; they're asking the same questions!

And while you ponder that, ponder this too; why do we discourage young children from asking 'why'?

Hard wood, fragile petals, and gossamer wings;
we have to ask, 'Why?'

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Are you living in the lap of luxury?

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Luxury is comparative.

I learned this during one of my life-changing experiences while backpacking in India.

Wanting to watch the sunrise one day, I arose early and ambled, half-awake, to the ocean. As I took photos of the sunrise, trying not to capture all the people (adults and children) who were on the beach, I had an epiphany. Even though I was raised in a poor family by Western standards, I was actually living in the lap of luxury!

Some of the people on the beach were returning in the boats with their early-morning catch. Others were finishing their morning duty of collecting food from still-wet sand. Children were putting in a day's work before school; and I was still half-asleep, sitting with my camera watching all the activity. And as simple as that sounds, to many people in the world, that is the epitome of luxury.

And at that moment, I felt the most humbled I'd ever felt. Life is inequitable, we know that; but let's at least appreciate our good fortune and not take it for granted. 

Life is inequitable;
let's at least appreciate our good fortune and not take it for granted.

Monday, February 27, 2012

A Friend is...

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We all realize the importance of friendship.

I don't know why these baby birds make me laugh so much, but in my mind's eye they're like three old friends, dressed in their finery, sitting on a park bench gossiping and putting the world to rights. I can even hear them talk (preferably in a Welsh accent...think Dylan Thomas):

1: Ooh, did you see Sara go out last night?
2: Well, let me tell you she wouldn't have left my house looking like that-
3. Aw, come on you two! She's young. I remember when you...
1. Don't you tell that story.
2. Oh go on, I want to hear it again..

I think that looking at these three birds, huddled up watching the world go by reminds me once more of how important and precious friendships are. And though I know that no more friendship quotes are needed, I can't seem to help myself. To me, a friend is someone who knows you at your best...and sees you that way no matter what!

What do you think a friend is...?

A friend knows you at your best
and sees you that way, no matter what!

Sunday, February 26, 2012

May the Force Be With You.

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Let's be honest, I don't have a clue about what 'the force' is nor why it should be with whoever 'you' is.

So I asked my children and had some muddled story about it being all around and that it was powerful and that it could levitate things. As they began talking about someone not liking his son, I said, "Oh so the force is a bit like the ocean," and my very delightful children laughed!

But hang on a moment; they laughed at me? At least my 'force' is tangible and real and beneficial. Theirs is...well, I still don't know what it is. But the point is that whatever magic is portrayed in movies, I bet we can find a real equivalent in some eco-structure of life. Just consider the electric eel's capacity to zap things with electricity, or how phosphorous at night looks like fairy dust.

So I challenge 'May the force be with you' fans to look around to see what tangible forces they can find in nature.

Now this is bound to catch on!

May the force be with you.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Saint or Sinner?

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Isn't it odd how people seem to think they can say anything they want to you when you have children?

Some people seem to believe that your brain is so addled when you're a parent, you depend on them to set you straight. And if you happen to have children close in ages, or children of different color then, evidently, you open yourself up to even more comments.

Here are a couple of examples. In the years since our family was formed, one lady has grabbed my arm and asked, quite seriously, if I'd ever heard of contraceptive. Another lady told me she was worried, hugged me, then asked why we'd adopted when we knew we'd be killed in our beds one day. But the worst for me was when a lady sidled up to my husband and told him what a saint he was to have forgiven me...three times!

Many years ago, Dan and I made a conscious decision not to let these rude comments annoy or stress us. And, in fact, they give me blog fodder. But I have to wonder why people classify each other as saints or sinners when, in reality, we're all somewhere in between the two, trying to live our lives the best we can.

And let's face it; children may addle our brains but not enough that we don't recognize rudeness!

Children don't addle our brains enough
that we don't recognize rudeness!

Friday, February 24, 2012


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Children and animals know how to relax...why don't we?

It was one of those days yesterday; I was running from early morning to late at night. Somewhere in there, Dan suggested that I relax and my reply was that I didn't have time to!! This morning I thought about how ridiculous my reply was; it was because I didn't have time to relax that I so desperately needed to do it yet I didn't quite understand that in yesterday's frenzy.

I'm beginning to think that, as we schedule our days, relaxation time should be the first thing we plan and not the last. Because, let's be honest, when we're not relaxed and in-balance, we're not as effective or efficient in our work so we're not doing anyone any favors anyway. And then a vicious cycle begins; we snap at the children who then choose to misbehave, so we snap at the children...

The most uncomfortable thing about being too busy to relax is that the only person we can blame is ourselves. We're in charge of our time so if we're over-scheduled we need to have a serious talk with the person in the mirror. I've just done that so I'm going to rest for 30 minutes...

...or am I?


Thursday, February 23, 2012

What do American Idol and Hitler have in common?

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'Grandiose' is a word that comes to my mind often these days.

I love watching American Idol! And, just like in everything else, although there are so many extremely talented people, there are also some with little talent. That would be fine...except that most of those with little talent seem to have grandiose views of themselves so they end up looking a little silly.

As I look around, I see the same trend happening across all walks of life and I wonder what has caused our egos to inflate so. History has had its share of grandiose people (Hitler springs to mind) and has shown us that it's a very dangerous path to go down. I sometimes get a niggling feeling that we need to arrest this trend of sending hoards of our youth to the Grandiosphere if we want to help create a kinder, gentler world.

Having confidence in something you do well is great. But grandiosity isn't appealing even when you have the talent to back it up. People don't seem to grandiose well so perhaps we should step down our self-importance a notch and leave grandiose to nature.

People don't do grandiose well 
so let's leave it to nature.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Speak from the Heart

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Do you find that you surround yourself with people who speak from the heart?

I'm sure we all have acquaintances who are 'yes-men' and who say what they think we want to hear. But don't you find your friends are those who give you feedback that's honest and nurturing, criticism that's gentle and kind, and who support you no matter what? In other words, friends speak from the heart.

If we are to succeed in life with our integrity intact, we need to rely on our friends to help guide us. These are the people who will help us make decisions based on the right thing to do and not on how popular it makes us. And these are the people who help us keep it real!

How do we do this? One way is to remember that in order to surround ourselves with people who speak from the heart, we must become a person who speaks from the heart. Just imagine how kind and nurturing life will be when, one by one, we join the Speak from the Heart movement.

I want to be part of that world...don't you?

Speak from the heart.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

I Left My Heart In...

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There is a saying that visitors to Africa either hate it or love it; and those who love it leave a piece of their heart behind.

The latter is true of me and I would dearly, dearly love to take our children to Africa that they, too, may experience what I did. The topography is diverse, the nature is phenomenal, and the people are exceptionally welcoming. Yet, the reason why my heart still yearns for that continent is none of these things.

One of my heroes, Albert Einstein, once advised, "Try not to become a man of success but rather try to become a man of value." That is the Africa I know; from Kenya to Botswana, from Rwanda to Zanzibar, I felt that the pulse of the people was in working to become valuable members of their societies. And being privileged enough to experience that first-hand changes you forever.

Photos and words can be powerful and can change how you think. But the power of experience is that it can change how you feel; and that is why I left a piece of my heart in Africa!

Photos and words can change how you think
but experience can change how you feel.

Monday, February 20, 2012

Is Anyone Out There?

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Is is Monet? Is it Van Gogh? No, it's Nature.

Those of you who have been with me from the start know that this is a photo of sand and the impression of seaweed thrown about by the ocean (see Reality or Perception ). The photos I took that day are among my favorites and constantly set my mind in motion.

Take this photo, for example; it represents a patch of sand about 2 feet by 2 feet yet it emulates a large expanse of earth tapering on the horizon into the sky. And I find myself fascinated at how you see the same thing in small patches of sand as you do in vast expanses because nature repeats itself.

Once there, it's no leap at all to wonder if our earth is equivalent to that small patch of sand and may be repeated in grander scale elsewhere. My brain can't quite make that leap but I find myself looking at the stars at night and wondering... anyone out there?

Nature repeats itself
and microcosms of nature emulate vast expanses.

Nature repeats itself.

Sunday, February 19, 2012

The Things We Do For Love

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Oh, the things we do for love!

I bet we all know exactly what I mean and that we've all experienced those questions that freeze us in our tracks. For example, "Mom, will you come down this[insert incredibly high and long slide that ends in a teeny-tiny pool] water-slide with me?" And we've all thought something like: Are you absolutely bonkers? as we hear ourselves say, "Of course, sweetheart!"

But what fascinates me is that I think animals go through pretty much the same reasoning. I watch our children yank our poor dog around and dress her in some of the most ridiculous things and I 'see' her think, "Really? These children are bonkers!" But although she's perfectly capable of getting out of the situation, she stays there looking miserable and lets the children do what they want.

That is love.

And I find myself wondering how animals can feel such love for another species when so many people have a hard time accepting our own species if they are of a different color or ethnicity. And I'm humbled.

The things we do for love!

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Size Matters

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I know you wouldn't expect such a title from me...but let me explain.

When he was little, our son was worried that he was short. For the last nine years or so he's been talking about growth spurts and anticipating his with excitement. Wherever we went, he measured himself; he's compared his hands to a polar bear's paws, his height to a dinosaur, and his weight to a manatee. And all this left him feeling small.

Dan and I have spent the last nine years repeating that size doesn't matter. But our son didn't buy into it. And, to be honest, I think he's right because I've realized that size DOES matter. Don't get the wrong idea; not your height or weight or anything else observable...but the metaphoric size of your heart! I believe that's what determines how big you are.

Think about it; when someone leaves an impression on you, they're likely to have done so because of their kindness or generosity, their compassion or empathy, their love or passion, or some other positive character trait that's associated with the heart. And in our minds, we visualize those people with a commanding presence irrespective of their actual stature.

So does size matter? Absolutely! But physical stature has nothing to do with how big someone is; it's the size of your heart that counts!

Stature has nothing to do 
with how big someone is.

Friday, February 17, 2012

Greater Than...

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Over and over nature shows us that whole is greater than the sum of the parts.

Take, for example, this photo of dead grasses in the sunset. Taken out of context the mishmash of dried-out vegetation isn't particularly inspiring. The sunset, without the grasses, is pretty but lacking in depth. But together they create something that's beautiful and awe-inspiring.

Don't you find that this is also true in life? In other words, don't you find that there are people whose personalities combine with yours to make something even greater? And don't you find that you're happiest when you're spending time with those people?

I think we all know there are people who bring out the best in us. But perhaps what we sometimes forget is that we bring out the best in them too. To put it simply, I believe we're doing ourselves a disservice if we live by the equation 'we = you + me'. Instead, we need to find people who help us attain 'we > you + me'.

Are you one of those people?

Spend time with people who help create the equation
'we > you + me'.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Jumping to Conclusions

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Things aren't always how they seem and it's important to gather all the facts so we don't jump to conclusions.

Don't you find in today's fast-paced life, that many adults tend to react to a situation before even analyzing it? So often they jump to a conclusion without having the whole picture, rather than draw a conclusion after careful analysis of all the information. Sadly, this leads to misunderstandings, hurt feelings, and the erosion of relationships.

I was at the zoo recently when a visitor sounded the alarm at a baby elephant being attacked when, in reality, it was gleefully rolling about while its mother lathered on dust (elephant suntan lotion)! Thankfully, the alarmist didn't affect the elephants at all but one wonders about the health of her social relationships and the calmness of her life.

Jumping to conclusions has always been a behavior of youth as they try to make sense of the world. But it seems to be spreading to the adult population and that, in my view, is very dangerous!

Curb your impulse to react
until you have the facts.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012


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When people share their feelings with us, do we listen? Or do we try to fix things for them?

Our children have taught me so much...but they had to work hard to help me learn this lesson! I'm a 'fixer.' So they'd share their sadness with me and I'd try to fix it. They'd share their anger or fear with me and I'd try to fix it. I didn't try to fix THEM, just IT - the situation. But still, it wasn't what they wanted or needed.

Our older daughter has a very special friend called Feeling Bear who helps her work through her problems. I've always encouraged her conversations with Feeling Bear when something was awry because I knew he'd help solve things. But it's only in the last year or so that I had an epiphany. Feeling bear doesn't fix things by making suggestions and comments (he's a stuffed toy, for goodness sake)! He helps fix things by listening! That's it! No more, no less.

So, although it's humbling to be taught a lesson by a stuffed toy, I finally get it; when people share their feelings with you, they just want you to listen!

When people share their feelings
they want you to listen - not fix things!

Tuesday, February 14, 2012


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For Valentine's Day 2012 did you consider giving your loved ones the greatest gift of all? Time is something that can't be bought! Let's remember that as we get older, our knowledge grows, our influence grows, our wealth grows (and goodness only knows that our girth grows). But our time grows shorter!

Time has no empathy. Nothing can halt it as it marches on, resolutely counting down the moments in our lives. And the sooner we start making the most of our time with our loved ones, the better our lives become.

I work from home and was interrupted the other day by my youngest who wanted to share a song she'd created. I began to say, "I can't right now, babes, I'm working," when reason stopped me. In my dying days, will I remember my work or will I remember my children's eager and smiling faces? Will I clutch my publications in my weakening hands or will I find comfort in holding my children's hands? My last thoughts and memories won't be of a computer screen but of my beloved family!

We choose how to spend our time. As we do so, let's remember that as our age, knowledge, influence, and wealth grows our time grows shorter.

Happy Valentine's Day!

As our knowledge, influence, and wealth grows
our time grows shorter.

Monday, February 13, 2012

Believe in Yourself

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It's so important that we believe in ourselves and our abilities. And it's equally important to readjust our beliefs along the way.

A while ago, I had the crazy idea that I could paint. Each year there's a duck-painting competition and I thought, "How hard can it be to paint a duck?" So I bought my supplies (much to the amusement of the art store clerk who quickly figured out I didn't have a clue) and I painted. My half-finished canvas looked like a Paint-by-Numbers attempt by a seven year old and I figured that painting took a lot more talent than I had. So I readjusted my beliefs - and that's why I'm including a photo I took of a duck rather than my sad attempt at painting one!

Here's the thing; if you don't believe in yourself then you'll fail for certain. But be realistic. Believe in yourself and give it a go; but if you find out that you're not doing as well as anticipated then readjust either your expectations or your choice of activity.

In other words, believe in yourself - and bring along a healthy dose of realism too.

It's so important to believe in yourself -
and equally important to readjust those beliefs.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

A Missed Opportunity

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Oprah missed her chance!

Our youngest child loves to talk and quite fancies herself as the next Oprah Winfrey. So she was delighted when we were at a wax museum recently and she could chat to her idol. And, had this opportunity arisen in reality, I suspect Oprah would have enjoyed chatting to our daughter too!

But life is full of missed opportunities and part of what defines us is how we deal with them. I look at successful people and see them double their resolve to create even better opportunities when one is missed. They don't give up; they don't even take time to lick their wounds. They focus on their goal and work diligently toward it.

And although the strategy may not always work as you hope, it surely will take you a lot further than playing the overly-popular Blame Game!

As far as meeting Oprah is concerned, I have no doubt but that our daughter will make it happen one day; she's focused on that goal!

Focus on your goal and work diligently toward it.

Saturday, February 11, 2012


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Have you ever seen an art piece and been awed at the imagination that created it? The more I look at nature, the more I think imagination is fostered by great observation skills.

For example, think of totem poles, kachina dolls, and witches; what imagination created such things? But now look at the photo I took of a dying saguaro cactus on a gloomy desert day and see if that makes it easier to understand the creation of these things.

I remember my high school art teacher advising us to look around for inspiration. But all I saw were desks and students. It took years for me to see the different pictures in the grain of wood and the different characters in faces.

Some people may be born with great observation skills; others of us may need life experience to help us along the way. But however we get there, our imaginations can take flight if we hone our powers of observation.

Imaginations can take flight 
if we hone our powers of observation.

Friday, February 10, 2012

Diligence or Luck?

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Samuel Goldwyn is credited with being the first to say, 'The harder I work the luckier I get.'

I used to think this quote meant that there was no luck involved in success, just hard work. But as the years passed I've reassessed my thinking and believe luck does play a role. I mean, look at Justin Bieber; he put a video on YouTube and WHAM! The rest, as they say, is history. 

But was it just luck for Justin? How much work did he put into increasing his chances of meeting good luck? Did he invest time, energy, and money into singing lessons? Did he perfect his craft by participating in choirs, bands, contests? How many videos did he send to people or post in different forums before he met his Lady Luck? How much careful and persistent attentiveness did he give to his craft.

For some, success may be 100% hard work and for others it may be 100% luck. But for the majority of us, diligence and luck go hand-in-hand; the more diligently we work the greater our chances of meeting good luck. 

The more diligently you work
the greater your chances of meeting good luck.

Thursday, February 9, 2012


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We all know that with great privilege comes great responsibility. I'd like to take that a step further.

So often in my travels I saw very young children having to work for a living to help make ends meet. Nothing leads to a better understanding of our privilege and responsibility than looking into the eyes of one of these less fortunate children.

Most of us take our privilege so much for granted that we can't even define it; we just know, without question, that we have:


I suggest that with our PRIVILEGE comes the responsibility of doing our utmost to ensure all people in all lands have those same nine gifts.

With PRIVILEGE comes the responsibility
of helping others have the same.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

A Lesson From...Flat Stanley

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Flat Stanley may be made out of paper but his influence is great.

For those who haven't met Flat Stanley yet, he's a story character whose parents mail him to his friend for a vacation. Across the world, 8-9 year olds draw and mail their own Flat Stanleys to friends and family in different places in the hope of receiving postcards to share with their classmates.

Because our three children are so close in age, my brother received three Flat Stanleys in four years. And each one was taken on a unique adventure. One walked the Thames (and almost got lost), another toured London (and had a narrow escape with pigeon poop), and the other learned to garden (and spent time in the hospital after breaking his foot playing soccer with a home-grown cabbage).

Our children were very popular in their classes during their Flat Stanley sagas. But what surprised us was how great the experience was for the rest of us also. Over two years after our last Flat Stanley was mailed, we still talk fondly and laugh often about their adventures.

And it reminds us that you don't need to be big in any sense of the word in order to be influential.

You don't have to be big
to be influential.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012


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A little unpredictability in life makes for great discoveries.

If you're looking for that extra buzz of excitement, look at something familiar from a different angle. I know this sounds a little weird but have you ever looked at a zebra's bottom? Did you ever realize how beautiful a zebra was from behind? Now I know what some of you are thinking and no, I'm not on anything.

Weird or not, I'm sure you get the point; a familiar thing can be novel when looked at differently. And this can be generalized to many aspects of life. For example, changing furniture around boosts a room; having dinner for breakfast (or vice versa) boosts our day; giving someone flowers for no reason boosts both our spirits. The list goes on.

Just imagine how wonderful life would be if our days were filled with moments of positive unpredictability. Perhaps we should stop imagining...and do it!

Fill your life with moments
of positive unpredictability.

Monday, February 6, 2012

Thank You

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Today, I want to thank you.

You don't have to click on my blog; you get nothing for doing so, other than sharing in my random thoughts and wishes for a kinder, gentler world. Yet you do click...and continue to do so. I am grateful and humbled by your support.

Today ends my first month of blogging. In this short time I've had over 860 clicks from fourteen countries; US, UK, Australia, Russia, Italy, Germany, Canada, South Africa, Japan, Ireland, Netherlands, Qatar, Nicaragua, and Indonesia. Again, I'm humbled. If this continues and, each month, we increase the number of visits and the number of countries, we could actually have a positive impact on people's lives. And I say 'we' because, without readers, followers, and sharers, this blog is nothing but one person's thoughts.

The years have shown over and over the influence that big companies and famous people have; and the thought that we, the unknowns, can band together to have influence is awe-inspiring and exciting.

Thank you, the internet, for making this possible. And thank you, my blog family, for making this happen. Let's never forget that each and every one of us counts!

Thank You.
Each and every one of us counts!

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Pure Joy

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If only we could forever hold on to the joy we felt as a child over small things.

Our children derive so much pleasure from common occurrences such as having their favorite meal cooked for them, staying up late on special days, or just playing with friends. And the pure, unadulterated joy they feel when doing something for the first time is awe-inspiring. Take, for example, the first snowman our son built; we know it was small (okay, dangerously close to microscopic), but to him it was the best snowman ever and 11 years later he still holds it dear.

As we grow older, what happens to that joy? Is it that we become so accustomed to little pleasures that they lose their appeal? Like addicts, do we need more and more to feel the buzz of pure joy?

If we believe we can learn much from children and start viewing things through their eyes, I'm certain we can rekindle our relationship with pure joy. The question is: Will our egos allow us to?

Children can teach us much
if our egos allow!

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Just a Child

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Do you sometimes feel people judge YOU if your child isn't perfect? I certainly do! I wonder where we lost the knowledge that children are just children learning lessons.

In 1966, a coal-dust waste tip slid down into the mining village of Aberfan in Wales, UK. It engulfed the village school and about 20 houses. Of the 144 people who died in the Aberfan disaster, 116 were school children; about half the children of Pantglas School and five of their teachers were killed.

The dead were buried in the local cemetery with a headstone under a memorial arch. About a year later I visited the cemetery with my cousins and their toddler. The little girl ran onto one of the graves to smell the 'pretty flowers.' Her mother, aghast, told her to get off. We didn't realize that the mother whose child was buried in the grave stood by our side and, with tears in her eyes, she said, "Please don't scold her. She's fine. She's just a child."

At eight I learned a valuable lesson from that grieving mother; children aren't perfect and we shouldn't expect them to be. After all, each one is just a child who's still learning life's lessons.

a child is just a child.

Friday, February 3, 2012


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Patience is a door to which many have lost the key.

In this age of technology and immediacy, patience has become an antiquated virtue. How many nano-seconds do you wait for a program to load before starting to complain?  This is what it's like in our home:
Rhia pushes a button.
One nano-second later: "Dan, something's wrong with the computer."
Dan: "Wait a moment!"
Rhia: "Oh, it's fixed now."

Although it's so easy for us to adopt this warp-speed attitude, it's important that we slow down to enjoy the smile on our children's faces, the beauty of the sunset, the kindness of a neighbor, or the intricacy of nature. Without these, our lives quickly become unbalanced and out-of-whack.

There's so much joy available to us each day if we're patient enough to hang around to see it. So how about this; we keep our impatience for the computer and have bountiful patience for everything else.

Patience is a door to which
many have lost the key.

Thursday, February 2, 2012


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Don't you find that some people have a profound effect on you?

I met this man over twenty years ago and don't even know his name; yet, I'll never forget him. He worked in the loft of a run-down factory in China. Day in and day out he ground corn to flour for 10 to 12 hours. We spoke only little but I was struck by the aura of contentment surrounding him. When I asked about the job (which I had judged to be menial), this humble man looked at me and answered, "I love my job; it feeds my family."

Those eight words bore their way straight into my heart and soul, and I felt my previous judgement crumble by their power. I've thought of those words so often over the years and they've helped keep me on the path of 'family before ego.'

But, as important as that message is, this nameless man taught me something even greater. For as I stood before him I realized that great wisdom comes from humility. And that's a lesson many would benefit from today, don't you think?

Great wisdom 
comes from humility.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012


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So...does anyone else see a super-hero zebra in this picture?

The photo was taken in mangrove swamps in Borneo - then turned on it's end. And even though I know it's not a super-hero zebra, that's all I can see because that's what my mind has decided it is.

How often does this happen in life? How often are we absolutely convinced of something that we know to be true and are unable to move beyond that despite evidence to the contrary? We believe what we think we see, and lose focus of everything else.

To me, the tragedy in this is that we believe our perception to be 'truth.' We believe we're right and everyone else is wrong and defend it to the end. We don't acknowledge that there are many truths. And we don't acknowledge that adding other truths to our own actually strengthens our perception and make us right more often. Instead, we fight hard to be right...when, most of the time, there's no right or wrong; only different.

Most of the time there's no right or wrong,
only different.