It’s been many years since I heard the song, “Angels Among Us” by Alabama, for the very first time. I remember it touching my heart then … and it still touches my heart today. I believe in the love and support that the Angels give us. They are our ever-present helpers. They guide, protect, and nudge us in the direction that is in our highest good. I am blessed by their messages and their love each day.
I also believe that we can act as human, earthly angels for each other. Here’s the song so you can enjoy it as well.
I have spent the last several days thinking about Nelson Mandela and what he meant to the world. He was a beacon of peace, love, and light as he stepped away from his life in prison into a life of forgiveness and transformation. I’ve seen quotes and posted them. I’ve read stories and been touched. Today, I saw this tribute from a flashmob at a store in South Africa and I knew that this song tribute said all that I could not find the words for. And so I share this tribute and wish peace, love and forgiveness to this world he leaves behind.
Today my stomach has butterflies as I allow my mind to wander to the dream that I am creating into reality. Each day something else seems to line up with my intentions. What a wonderful feeling. So, here’s a song that keeps running through my head (When You Believe by Mariah Carey & Whitney Houston). Enjoy and be blessed!
Today I was in the office and my cube-mate was playing some holiday music by consent of our small group. Most were happy and light and it was fun to hear them. Then one song came on that made me stop. I’ve heard it many times but for some reason in that moment, I found myself really, really listening as if for the first time. It was Josh Groban singing O Holy Night. His voice reverberated all the way to my soul and I was engulfed in a wave of praise and prayer. I had goose bumps and I could almost see every angel drop to their knees and join in the song. It was a tender, precious, holy moment in remembrance of an even greater holy moment.
I couldn’t pass up the chance to give you the same opportunity. And for my non-Christian friends, I hope you can simply enjoy the instrument that is his voice.
In a crowded town on the first day of December the weather was unusually warm here. The sun peeked in and out and I found myself grabbing over and over for the protection of my sunglasses. It doesn’t feel like the 3 weeks leading up to Christmas. Oh, the Christmas music is playing on all my favorite radio stations. And the shops are decorated and the billboards are touting the season. But something was amiss today.
After some welcome reflective time spent in community, I realized as I turned to go home, that the emotion closest to the surface was loneliness. Not because I am physically alone in the world – I have my wonderful children, friends, and family who love me. But a deeper melancholy – one that speaks of the soul. One that soaks in the realization that in spite of what I own and who I know, I am travelling on this life journey alone. I am influenced by others and seek to do the same. But I am learning my lessons, one at a time, on my own. I am opening my heart to greater awareness in solitary cadence and with a rhythm all my own. This is not the loneliness of the heart, this is the loneliness of the mind when we realize that we are surrounded by a voice, our own voice, narrating our life one thought at a time.
Perhaps I am alone in these thoughts as well. In that moment I knew that I had a choice to make. I could focus on the solitary emotions of the journey or I could relish the connections of the heart. And that is what I chose. I chose to connect with the woman at the restaurant where I picked up my dinner. I chose to connect with my son who is rarely home when I am. I chose to connect with my dogs who make home just a little bit warmer. And now, I choose to connect with you. This is the only thing – the touch of other solitary travelers, that chases the loneliness away.
On your solitary journey, when the melancholy sinks in a little too close, reach out and connect and be blessed!
It’s HOT, HOT, HOT here in the US. We hit 104 F yesterday in Cincinnati, which is pretty rare. The next few days won’t be much better. With the heat outside, the heat of tempers seems to be rising as well. People are testier and crankier … myself included. What we need is a change in focus. Music always does that for me.
So … I challenge you to share a song that reminds you of some summer fun and relief. Here’s my contribution.
Post a link to your favorite summer time song … and be blessed!
Today at work our women’s network had nationally recognized self-defense speakers Debbie and Mike Gardner. They were excellent and I highly recommend them. She’s a former police officer and I believe he’s still a current officer. They teach the “really-really” message of how to prevent and/or survive an attack. Excellent stuff but not the same old messages of fear. This is the gritty stuff that you need to know. But most importantly – it was filled with courage coaching and how to enable yourself to do what you need to do.
The first thing they teach you is why people “freeze”. It’s actually not freezing at all – it’s holding our breath. And when we hold our breath we cannot think, walk, or react because the blood and oxygen aren’t there. There was so much info packed in the 2 hours but it was surprisingly easy to remember.
What really strikes me is, once again, it’s a lesson on not holding our breath as a foundational lesson. It brings another level of awareness that the “breath of life” is indeed not just for stress reduction – it’s for survival. As Debbie says, “The last one breathing wins!” Here’s a link back to my previous posting/poem related to breathing - Shifting.
There is a repeating message in my life these days. I can shift my life by breathing. I can relax and calm myself by breathing. And now, I can save myself and others by breathing. I’m excited to know that it STARTS with something as simple as this, now the hard part is remembering it and following through with the rest.
And this reminds me of a song … and another “breath” I cannot live without. Take a listen to Amy Grant singing “Breath of Heaven”.
Breathe my friends! Don’t forget that this simple thing is the key to so many things we need to live and to survive. Breathe and be blessed!
Today has been super busy, which is good. It makes the day pass quicker. I’ve had the opportunity to work on my favorite thing – Myers-Briggs, which is a personality assessment. It’s a very useful tool that I use with teams for team development and effectiveness. I have a lot of passion for this work because I see it play out in just about every situation and conversation. At work I’m kinda famous for it. Well, that and posting positive inspiration quotes on my board each week.
I’ve been told that I light up like a Christmas tree and “glow” when I’m teaching and talking about Myers-Briggs. Lucky me! Can you imagine the illumination around this place? lol
But it has also made for a long 12 hour day. A long, productive, happy day. To bring it to a close I’m sharing a song that has been stuck in my head all day (yep, you’re welcome).
I was driving in the reverie of my own thoughts and prayers when I heard this song. It’s titled “Blessings” by Laura Story. It reached through the ether and radio waves and truly touched my heart.
When I had the chance to look it up I learned the story behind the song. Laura wrote this song as a result of the process she and her husband went through when he was diagnosed with a brain tumor. Many surgeries later, God graced them with healing. But the healing was not complete – it wasn’t the healing the way they wanted. Her husband lived, and has healing but also has lingering issues and disabilities. In Laura’s words, his brokeness allows God’s light to shine through him as it would stream through a cracked and broken vessel. To hear her speak of blessings, as she has come to know and understand them, has made me love the song even more.
So, for your listening pleasure, I hope this song touches your heart as it has deeply touched mine. Be blessed!