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Ministry of Hugs


bear-hugI’ve been thinking a lot lately about my ministries in life. No, I’m not an ordained minister, but as a human being, I believe we all have a ministry or multiple ministries. I define that as the gift that I give to the world on a consistent basis. How I uplift and heal and connect with others in ways that make life better.

I’ve long joked that one of my ministries is giving hugs. I suppose it’s not really a joke. As a highly empathetic person I can see, sense, and feel the energetic needs of the people around me. My job, as HR Manager is one of the few roles in a large company that lets me connect, truly connect, with the individuals in the organization. I always ask if someone needs/wants a hug when I sense the need. 99% of the time, people say yes. The need to connect is intense and real. I’ve had people tell me that was the first hug they’d had in months. Sad really, but I can see how it happens. And I can feel the gentle sigh when they know that there is nothing to do but receive the hug.

free-hugsOne of these days I just may be one of those people you see on the street with the sign that says “free hugs”. The world needs it more each and every day.  Have you read the reports stating how many hugs humans need to be healthy?

“We need 4 hugs a day for survival. We need 8 hugs a day for maintenance. We need 12 hugs a day for growth.”

~ Virginia Satir

So, hugs it is, as one of my ministries. Another is to help others create their own magic. Not “witch”magic but the magic that makes them unique in the world. The magic to connect. The magic to create. The magic to change the world.

What are your ministries? I’d love to know more. Be blessed!

 

Just another day in paradise …


I’m so glad that God still performs miracles! He does them every day and thankfully I try to be aware of them. I know I miss some along the way by being busy and distracted. However, some are just too HUGE to miss. Yesterday I received one of those – BIG, really very BIG!

I’ve shared on my blog that I am adopted. I spent ages 3-8 in the orphanage and was adopted by a lovely family. I don’t even think about being adopted anymore really – they are simply my family. I spent most of my life turning my back on my painful past and keeping my eyes on my good fortune and the love this family showered me with. I was saved and I have no idea how or why. God plucked me from a hellish situation and gave me another path to walk. Leaving the past behind me worked for me as I got to create myself anew.

However, as I’m dancing in my middle age I have been gradually collecting blessings as I reconcile my past and my present. I realized along the way that there is enough love in me to keep my family and to reconnect with those in my birth family as well. And last night I reconnected a little bit more.

It was a quiet evening – just me and my puppies sitting by my fire trying to figure out what to watch on TV. One of my regained sisters, Lynnette, called me out of the blue. I’m thankful to have reconnected with her but we don’t get a chance to talk much (not nearly enough). She said “get in your car and come now”. She went on to tell me that my “baby brother” who lives in Texas and drives a big rig was about 90 minutes away from her house and was stopping on his way through. Wow! Now that was not a call I was expecting to get. So into my car I got and I drove the 50 minutes to her house. It was a multiple event as this was my first time meeting her lovely children and wonderful husband. That was momentous enough.

Then we hopped in her car and drove to the rest stop an exit away where he was to meet her. Of course she didn’t tell him I was coming but it was a wonderful surprise! I cannot describe in words what it feels like to look into the eyes of someone you’ve not seen for 43 years since he was a babe in arms. I cannot articulate the blessing and the healing that happens in that miraculous moment. Even with my command of words and love of using them … I cannot describe it.

I am bone tired but happy for the conversation into the wee hours of the night. I am blessed to know that the pains of childhood really can be released in adulthood. I am so awed that in the midst of craziness and hardship, this man turned out to be a warm, genuine, sweet man. The miracles just don’t stop happening when you are hanging out here in paradise.

Hugs your siblings, hold them tight … and be blessed!

12/12/12 Celebration!!!!


12-12-12Well I’m seeing it all over the place – 12/12/12 is the last triple number date we’ll see in our lifetimes. It’s been a fun little quirky thing to see 01/01/01, 02/02/02 ….. 11/11/11 all come and go. Nothing big unless you are into numbers. But firsts and lasts always seem to be significant for people so I thought for this one – the last, I would “celebrate” 12/12/12 in my own way.

And what is my way you ask? The same way I like to celebrate everything else – by spreading the love, sharing positivity, and making the world a little better. So today, in honor of this auspicious (well, okay, maybe not auspicious, but certainly unique) date in history, here’s how the celebration is going to go in my world. I will have a “12 Things Party” that lasts all day. I will:

kindness21 – Share 12 smiles

2 – Do 12 acts of random kindness

3 – Pray for 12 additional people

4 – Give 12 hugs to people who need them

5 – Give 12 compliments that are genuine and real

6 – Donate 12 items to charity

7 – Listen to 12 joyful songs

8 – Send 12 thank you notes to people I appreciate

9 – Deliver 12 positive quotes on my FB page

10 – Give 12 “gifts” to strangers

11 – Recognize 12 people for their hard work

12 – Encourage 12 people to see their true worth, beauty, and value

That’s alot of celebration – I best get to it! I hope you find 12 wonderful ways to improve your world today. And along the way … be blessed!

For the love of WW&B!


“In daily life we must see, that it’s not happiness that makes us grateful

but gratefulness that makes us happy.” ~ Unknown

Last night was a precious night – the kind that comes around about once a month for me. You see, I have a wonderful group of friends that gathers together once a month. We are affectionately known as Wise Women & Bill (WW&B). And when we come together we enjoy so much – a little wine, yummy food,  community and sharing, spirituality and personal development, and hugs – always good and comforting hugs.

This group of women and Bill provide something that no other group of friends I’ve ever had, ever did. There is freedom of expression and unconditional acceptance. I’ve never heard a cross word or a judgemental statement among them. There is no rivalry or competition, no jealousy or resentment. The underlying premise of the gathering is that each person is precious and appreciated. There’s nothing in the world like that purpose or practice of friendship. This is such a unique group of friends and kindred spirits.  This is not a church group as everyone comes from different faiths and belief systems. But we deliberately and intentionally learn and grow spiritually from each other and those that we invite to share their gifts and wisdom.

     

I am renewed every time we gather. Even when I’m beat down tired I make sure that I go because I will inevitably leave renewed and alive. Enjoying my time with them is one of the ways that I pause and take care of me in these busy times.

For all those who gather at the WW&B space I am grateful. I am grateful for the authenticity, generosity, giggles, and tenderness with which we interact with each other. I am grateful for the spirit of giving and sharing. I am grateful for the sense of knowing and questioning. I am grateful for the space to learn and explore. I am grateful for the steady hugs and occasional tears. I am grateful for friends who see me through their hearts and not just through their minds.

I am grateful and happy. Be blessed!

Inspired and blessed


“If I only have hands to help and a heart to love, then I am truly blessed.” ~ Barbara Bernard Miller

Today as I was getting ready for work I flipped on the TV as I usually do. Bored with the never ending repeat of weather and traffic I flipped a few channels and found a simple show with a woman quietly talking to the audience and her calmness actually drew me in. I still have no idea of what her name is or what the program was because I could only watch a few minutes during my morning routine. But her message mesmerized me. There was nothing flashy or entertaining to catch my attention but the profound message of love captivated me. This woman, whoever she was, was recounting her work with Mother Teresa in Calcutta, India.

She spoke of the humor and pure love that she witnessed and enjoyed in her work with Mother Teresa. She recounted the work she did as a volunteer at the children’s orphanage and the home for the dying. She repeatedly shared how beautiful the experience was – in spite of the hard work, ravished conditions, and utter despair in the eyes of some of the people. The greatest thing they starved for was for the love of human touch. A hug for child and holding the hand of those taking their last breaths.

In the brief 10 minutes I was able to listen I was enchanted by her stories. This woman not only got to stand beside and assist Saint Teresa of Calcutta, she got to experience the pure joy of loving the people in her own right. As she recounted what she received from the bony hugs she received back from the children or the last smile from the dying as she held their hand I was acutely aware at how blessed we all are to be able to touch another human being with simple acts of love. We don’t often notice it in our land of plenty where gift giving is taken to the fine art of greed.

But she touched me deeply with her words. She renewed in my heart the desire to live my purpose in life. She helped me, without ever knowing that I heard her speak, to re-examine what my gifts are and how I can help with my hands to bring a smile to the face of both loved one and stranger with a gentle touch, a warm smile, and a hug.

I am inspired and truly blessed! Be blessed too!