blog soup 02.01.2012
Wednesday’s Women: A Celebration of Woman
by Stan Faryna
No Doubt, I’m just a girl
Amber gives good tips for remembering the right people when it’s time to say thank you.
Thank you for this whole-hearted observation, Amber.
It has been said and it bears true for me that saying thank you is more than a matter of good manners; it’s good, deep, and real spirituality.
And when I reflect on gratitude, I often remember the prophet Daniel in thanksgiving:
To You, O God of my fathers, I give thanks and praise, For You have given me wisdom and power; Even now You have made known to me what we requested of You, For You have made known to us the king’s matter.
Whether you read Daniel as revelation or as a classic of literature, Daniel’s expression is a thank you that speaks to the human heart – as much as it speaks to the divine and sacred.
Daniel was in a tough spot. The king had ordered all advisors and counselors to be put to death because they do not know the dream that troubled him. Nor did the king trust an interpretation of the dream by anyone who could not know his dream without him telling it.
Daniel prayed for God’s help and the dream and it’s meaning were revealed to Daniel. Daniel went to the king, described the dream, and explained it – a dream about the course of human civilization and it’s ultimate demise. Thus, Daniel’s life and the lives of his friends were spared by the King.
Said Meister Eckhart (Eckhart von Hochheim) of a thank you:
If the only prayer you said in your whole life was “thank you, that would suffice.
One of my favorite authors, G.K. Chesterton, wrote:
Thanks are the highest form of thought; and gratitude is happiness double by wonder.
And, C.S. Lewis (if I correctly remember what he wrote):
We must give thanks for all fortune: as it is, it is good. And if bad, only because it gives us patience, humility, and hope for the eternal.
That said, I don’t see enough thanksgiving going on – especially in social media where the opportunity is prolific and people say they are all about being social, gracious, and friendly.
Let us understand, now and together, that we are gifts to each other – whether or not we know or admit to such wonder.
We are surrounded by gifts, in fact. Therefore, giving thanks from the heart can never be done too often.
Writes Elizabeth Barret Browning in Sonnet 41 from Sonnets from the Portuguese:
I thank all who have loved me in their hearts,
With thanks and love from mine.
Deep thanks to all Who paused a little near the prison-wall
To hear my music in its louder parts
Ere they went onward, each one to the mart’s
Or temple’s occupation, beyond call.
But thou, who, in my voice’s sink and fall
When the sob took it, thy divinest Art’s
Own instrument didst drop down at thy foot
To harken what I said between my tears, . . .
Instruct me how to thank thee! Oh, to shoot
My soul’s full meaning into future years,
That they should lend it utterance, and salute
Love that endures, from life that disappears!
Or with more enthusiasm, as Sebastian says to Antonio in Act Three of Scene Three of William Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night:
I can no other answer make but thanks, And thanks!
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Alanis Morissette, Thank You
We welcome each new year with much anticipation and enthusiasm. But the new year doesn’t bring the change we want. Because we never (or rarely) do what it takes to make change happen. We just wait for wonderful things to happen. Fall out of the sky. Like winning the lottery. But it doesn’t work that way. Not for me anyway. Know what I mean?
I unabashedly bawled my eyes out while reading Bonnie’s blog post.
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Matt Kearney, Sooner or Later
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
It’s in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Alicia Keyes, A Woman’s Worth
“Networking I see as a means to an end,” says Jill Leiderman, executive producer of the late-night show Jimmy Kimmel Live. But connecting, she explains, is about using a genuine love of meeting people and making friends to engage and assist one another.
Connectors will be known by the amazing outcomes they orchestrate- for their own advantage among mutual advantages OR, more importantly, for the advantage of the people that they are connecting. Because they like to see people working together, collaborating, and making it happen.
As my friend, Florin Cosac, puts it:
Help others dream bigger.
Self-proclaimed networkers often lack the subtext of authenticity that I mention in my comment to Amber-Lee. They are almost always and obviously all about themselves; their desperation is often obvious at first glance; there’s gotta be something in it for them: free drinks, hors d’oeuvres, shameless self-promotion, or worse, they just have to control the situation. And there’s nothing less natural than the latter.
Don’t know the type? Just show up at your next local chamber of commerce event, network marketing meet up, or Mary Kay party. [grin]
Writes Emily Dickinson:
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
Dickinson emphasizes empathy. But our empathy, nor do I intend to suggest this was Dickinson’s only concern, our empathy must also lift others who rise to joy as much as we must support those who fall into despair. This is authenticity. Too.
Curating people, connecting people, illuminating what is beautiful, good, and true AND, last but not least, helping others dream bigger.
I may not get it right. Not now. Maybe, never. But even if I dont get it right, I’m not talking about doing something as unnatural and wild-eyed as putting a man (or woman) on the moon.
And if I’m not getting it right that doesn’t mean you can’t get it right. Because if I’m not getting it right, what’s going on is a personal problem. A fail. In other words, my problem – not yours.
BTW – How am I doing?
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For many, the New Year brings new resolutions and new beginnings. For the homeless, it’s a time of anxiety. For one thing, many wonder if their health will hold out another year while others wonder how long it will take to find permanent housing, a living wage job or enough food to eat for their kids.
But the most important thing that Carey has to say in this blog post is this:
The only things we truly own are the memories we create both good and bad.
Carey is a homeless, single mother. She lives in a van with her children. But what I want to say to you is that Carey is more than her misfortune, hardships, and pain. She helps others.
Do you get it?
Carey reminds me of the sea rose in The Sea Garden – a poem by Hilda Doolittle (H.D.).
Rose, harsh rose,
marred and with stint of petals,
meagre flower, thin,
sparse of leaf,
than a wet rose
single on a stem–
you are caught in the drift.
In fact, Carey owns more than her memories! Carey owns a substantial portion of authenticity. And, authenticity, I promise you, is forever – unlike material things.
Do you want to be forever?
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01 February 2012
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