Don’t Like An Opinion? Get Centered


I read an article today from my Daily OM highlighting the need for resting our bodies and minds.  So on spot was it that I feel the need to share it with you. 

 You may feel stubborn and unenthusiastic about the prospect of examining or altering your opinions, especially if you’ve engaged in conversations or somewhat heated discussions with individuals or even friends.  Your ego could motivate you to stick with your ideas about a certain issue or topic, which could cause you to react somewhat defensively to dissident points of view.   So if you feel yourself becoming defensive or agitated today, you might want to think about taking some time for yourself to relax and touch base with the calmer center of yourself within.  Get away.  Find a quiet place and try to focus on different parts of your body, noting any tension, stress or pain in your muscles and keep your attention focused there until the tension subsides.

When our bodies are relaxed and comfortable, we are inclined to take everything happening around us more lightly.  Physical comfort has many benefits, not the least of which is being mentally centered.  We are able to hear what others have to say and thus can react appropriately to their thoughts and opinions, even when those ideas differ from our own. 

Regardless of what crosses our paths, we handle ourselves with dignity and grace.  Bring yourself back to an easy, comfortable place today if you feel yourself becoming defensive and you will be able to act gracefully even in the face of opposition. 

Certainly seems that this method could prove to be a worthwhile goal or New Year’s resolution for 2011 doesn’t it? 

 

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I’m Posting Every Day in 2011


 

I’ve decided I want to blog more and this is a good incentive to do so.  Rather than just thinking about doing it, I’m starting right now for 2011.   I will be posting on this blog once a day / once a week (or trying) for all of 2011.

I know it won’t be easy, but it might be fun, inspiring and may help incite others to do wonderful things.  Therefore I’m promising to make use of The DailyPost, and the community of other bloggers with similiar goals, to help me along the way, including asking for help when I need it and encouraging others when I can.

If you already read my blog, I hope you’ll encourage me with comments and likes, and good will along the way.

Happy New Year everyone!

 

Mrs. Joan Pyke

The Real Scoreboard in Life


 

“Here we come a-wassailing’

Among the leaves so green:

Here we come a-wandering

So fair to be seen.

Love and joy come to you

And to you your wassail too;

And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year

And God send you a Happy New Year.”…….


Came across a poem I would like to share with you.
 

 

 

If you have already seen this, it bears another read:
As they say … the Home of the Free, because of the Brave… 

 

a special tribute to everyone who has been a part of the Armed Forces …. 

 

 

 
soldier montage 3 copy
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS,
HE LIVED ALL ALONE,
 
IN A ONE-BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE.I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,
AND TO SEE JUST WHO IN THIS HOME DID LIVE.I LOOKED ALL ABOUT, A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,
NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS,
NOT EVEN A TREE.NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,

ON THE WALL, HUNG PICTURES OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.
WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,
A SOBER THOUGHT CAME THROUGH MY MIND.
FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT,
IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,
I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,
ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.

 

 THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING, SILENT, ALONE,
CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME. 
 

 THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE,
THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER,
NOT HOW I PICTURED A UNITED STATES SOLDIER.

WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I’D JUST READ? CURLED UP
 ON A PONCHO, THE FLOOR FOR A BED!

 I REALIZED THE FAMILIES THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT, OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.
 
SOON ROUND THE WORLD, THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY,
 AND GROWNUPS  WOULD CELEBRATE A
BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.

THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR,
 BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS, LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.  

 I COULDN’T HELP WONDER HOW MANY LAY ALONE,
ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME. 

THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE,
 I DROPPED TO MY KNEES AND STARTED TO CRY.

THE SOLDIER AWAKENED AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,
 ‘SANTA  DON’T CRY,
THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE;

 I FIGHT FOR  FREEDOM, I DON’T ASK FOR MORE,
MY LIFE IS MY GOD, MY COUNTRY,
 MY CORPS.’
 
THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP,
I COULDN’T CONTROL IT, I CONTINUED TO WEEP.

I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS, SO SILENT AND STILL AND
 WE BOTH SHIVERED FROM THE COLD NIGHT’S CHILL. 

 I DIDN’T WANT TO LEAVE ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT,
THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR SO WILLING TO FIGHT. 
 
THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER, WITH A  VOICE SOFT AND PURE,
WHISPERED, ‘CARRY ON SANTA, IT’S CHRISTMAS DAY,
ALL IS SECURE.’ 

ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH, AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT.
MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND!
AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!

 
~~ written by a Marine and here is his request of you…

 

“PLEASE, Would you do me the kind favor of

 

sending this to as many as you can?
Christmas is coming soon and some credit

 

 

 

is due our U.S. servicemen & women
for us being able to celebrate these festivities.

 

Let us try in this small way to

pay a tiny bit of what we owe.

Stop and think of our heroes

living and dead who sacrificed

themselves for us.

Please do your small part

to plant this small seed.”

FTAF 1

 

In My Dreams You Sing I’ll Be Home For Christmas


 

Hello darling,

I don’t know why I am writing this, except I fear I never showed you just how much I really love you before you died so suddenly.  Then again, when I see our wedding photos, my heart tells me that you knew and you loved me just as much.

You have shown me what love is and what it feels like to be loved. Every time you kissed me and our lips touched softly, I could feel it.  I got the same magical feeling as our first kiss, or when I knew you had fallen in love with me when we kissed in Paris, in front of The Louvre.  I could feel it when our hearts get so close they beat as one and it took my breath away.

You are the beat of my heart, the soul in my body; you are me, because without you I feel that I am nothing, or surely far less than I could be.  I love you Martin, you are my love, my husband and my best friend.

You are the person I knew I could turn to when I needed help.  You are the person I looked at when I needed to smile and you are the person I went to when I needed a hug. When I was away from you for a few hours, it was like I had left my soul at your side. 

 

  You have shown me how to live and you have shown me how to  be  truly happy.  I want you to know that every time I smile, you  have put it there.  You make me smile when others can’t, you make  me feel warm when I am cold.

You have shown me a great deal of love and so much more.  I want you to know how much you mean to me.  You are my whole world and I love you with all my heart.  You are my happiness.

I have photos of you around the house, including on my nightstand.  Each night before bed, I kiss my fingers then touch your face.  I put your photo near our bed so you could look over me as I sleep and keep me safe in my dreams. I’ll always be looking for you in dreams and with my heart.

Martin, I want to say something and I mean this more than I ever did before.  You are the love of my life, the man of my dreams.  Just because you have passed away does not mean you are not with me.  I know you’ll always be looking over me, keeping me safe.

So whenever I feel lonely, and that is quite often, I close my eyes and imagine you’ll be here right by my side and it helps soothe me and eases the pain my heart feels now that you’re gone.

Love always and forever,

Joan