Showing posts with label Blessing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blessing. Show all posts

Saturday, October 4, 2014

Happy Yom Kippur

I want to share a recent exchange with a friend. Yesterday evening, knowing she recently started to celebrate Jewish Holidays, I wished her "Happy Yom Kippur."
Her response was: "Yom Kippur is not a good day. Never say 'happy.' Always say good luck on your fast. To some Jews, saying 'happy' is disrespectful. Saying 'Happy Yom Kippur" is disrespectful. Very serious day."
This morning, I had a chance to read her text and respond:
From what I read and understand, Yom Kippur is the Day of Penance/Reconciliation very much like our solemn Sacrament in the Church. We self-examine, discover what is wrong/keeping us from God, go to God, lay it on the table and ask for God's Forgiveness. God then Forgives us of our past transgressions, frees us from what keeps us apart (from God and each other), and enables us to receive God's Blessings during the Jewish year.
Why would Yom Kippur NOT be a happy day? It is the day Jews get right with God on a personal level. I believe GOD is very happy with that.
It is with this in mind and heart, I wish my readers, HAPPY YOM KIPPUR! May you be right with GOD and may the coming year bring many bright Blessings for you.
~ ESA

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Goddess Blessings

At a convention, my husband paused to converse with a new face. At the end of their discussion, the man smiled and parted saying, "May the Goddess Bless you."
My husband smiled broadly and replied, "May God Bless you too."
Too often people take affront to a beautiful Blessing offered when they realize that the sender does not follow the same religious beliefs. Instead of seeing what it truly is, they treat it like a curse and trample it under their feet.
Some people follow the Blessing with curses of their own. Some coldly turn and storm away. Several Christians follow this with a string of bible quotes used as spears.

This is not how any of us should treat our brothers and sisters.
Few realize that if one studies our Judaic roots, one finds several names of God, including the female "Shekhinah." There are pluralistic names as well. God is NOT just male, nor just female, but neither and both at the same time. God's very nature IS a paradox from our perspective.
My husband did the right thing in that situation. He saw what the man offered as it is - a heartfelt Blessing from the highest source the person knows. In turn, my husband offered the man the same.
May Blessings be yours each new day
May Divine Love always flow your way
~ESA

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Pottie Poet

This Friday, I met a sister that connects with both my Spirit and my heart.
At the Big E, the ladies rooms are kept by attendants who clean, decorate and stock them from their own pockets... for tips they receive. With my IC/PBS, I need to go -- often! So I tend to hit practically every rest room there. One is filled with Halloween decorations, others are beautified with flowers and scents. Another is managed and maintained with military precision.
One... took my heart away.
The walls, both inside and outside the stalls, are covered with hand-written poetry, sweet simple lyrics reminding us to flush and help keep the place neat. Each was signed, "The Pottie Poet." Any of these lines would be a breeze to tweet, even from a bathroom seat.
Each time I went in to... well you know, I would sit a moment and listen to the lines she belted out non-stop all day. Every third or forth rhyme she shared was a Blessing. I was touched and moved.
In the Northeastern US, too often we avoid mentioning the word "God" in public, in our attempt not to offend anyone who may not believe as we do. Here in a very public place, where we take turns in mostly private stalls, was a woman sharing it with all the Joy in her heart.
Each time I left that restroom,
To continue with my day,
I gave her a hug and a rhyme:
God Bless the Pottie Poet I pray.
~ESA
PS: For those in New England (or the Northeast) who attend the Big E, she's in the Better Living building. :D

PPS: A little bird tipped off the news crews, who shared the story and their views. Please see this link.

Images: Top from Improbable Research and bottom from VinceHuston.org

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Everyday Blessings

This world teaches us many lessons. One I find both sad and demoralizing is where we are told every day: We need the latest and greatest toys. If we don't have them, we are nothing. While I could rant at great length about the message advertisers and corporations spread to us daily, I will instead share a list of everyday blessings of which I'm certain the majority of my readers enjoy, while not even realizing what blessings they are...
Clean Running Water - Hot is a Bonus!
When we take a shower, or run our toothbrushes under a faucet, do we consider the blessing we have. It's something many never consider a blessing.
We take it for granted that it will always be there. We don't think about it until something major happens that takes it away, and we find ourselves in line at the local shelter or water distribution point with containers in hand...
Many in this world do not need to wait for a disaster; it's part of their daily lives. Some are in remote corners of the world; but some are right in our neighborhood. There are whole families living in vans with no running water.
Roof over Our Head - Dry is a Bonus!
When we see it pouring rain outside, do we remember the blessing we have right over our head? Unless we experience its loss, we may not realize what a blessing it truly is.
Some loose their roof due to financial reasons, others through fires, floods or natural disasters. Many lost it through no fault of their own.
Even when there is a roof, it may not be dry; roof repairs are costly. In a tight market, it's a choice between food and the leaky roof. Sometimes it's a matter of waiting for the insurance company to get around to sending the check - months after the disaster. Even small leaks can lead to big problems when mold and wood rot set in.
Food on the Table - Nutritious is a Bonus!
When we sit down to our next meal, or even "take it on the run", do we understand the blessing before us?
Food is a resource we cannot live without. The fact we can eat foods "out of season" any time day or night in most corners of the world is an amazing blessing of our day. Refrigeration and freezers are an added blessing to help keep leftovers beyond the next morning. Otherwise the food would be inedible - even dangerous to consume.
Yet, there are many without food. There are many more whose only food is the cheap stuff that holds little nutritional value. In fact, the healthy food is often the most expensive food in the market! When did chips become cheaper than cold cuts?
A conversation I recently overheard brings this blessing to light. One person was complaining that a recent storm made him late driving home from work, so he he ended up eating dinner late that night. A friend of his replied, "Hang in there buddy... it's worse when you're trying to make dinner over a can fire in an alleyway... (I've done that)."
A Bed to Sleep in - Warm is a Bonus!
When we lay our heads down to rest, do we count where we lay a blessing? There are places where it's too noisy to sleep. Some people must deal with pests chewing on them where they rest. Some, have no place to lay their head at all...
For those that do have a bed, how many lack clean bedding? Or lack the comfort of heat in their home so their teeth chatter as they shiver under the blankets?
How many people face this question each year: "Where will we sleep tonight?"
Ability to Read - Reading this Blog is a Bonus!
How often do we appreciate the ability to read? How often have we thought about it outside of school or watching kids learn to read?
Literacy is truly a blessing many take for granted. To some, even in our own town, reading this text is as difficult as reading the bar code to the left. That's the bar code, not the numbers below it! Can you read the product number, price and other information that's there? I can't.
As to reading this blog as a bonus, I am not getting narcissistic. I mean having the ability to get online, go to this website and read it. Whether we use a public access computer, a work connection, computer in our home, or one of those hand-held tools that enable you to read this website from anywhere - it's an added blessing! In the US and abroad, there is an ever-widening gap of the technical divide. Those who have and those who will be left behind. Already I've been excluded from store sales because I do not have a smart phone to read the funky squares. 
How much do we exclude our brothers and sisters when they don't have these blessings? How much do we ignore the people who struggle to complete a job application - many of which are online?
The Toilet - Flushing is a Bonus!
Yes! The toilet!

No matter how little space we have, most of my readers likely have one of these (if not more than one) in their homes.
I consider this a blessing even when it doesn't flush, such as the portable or pit toilets. There are parts of the world where they don't have the luxury to actually SIT there, where one needs better aim for all needs at a hole in the corner of the room.
Even those facilities may be considered a blessing compared to the open-air latrine ditches others must use. While I've had to hike to a location with a spade or hide behind bushes in an emergency, I don't HAVE to relieve myself that way every time.

There is truly a blessing hidden behind that door.
Heat in Cold - Air Conditioning in Summer
How often do we count our blessings when we walk in from a cold day into a warm house? Many of us may even have the luxury of air-conditioning in the summer heat. If not, at least there may be a fan to help move around the air so it's not so hot to our skin.
We would be surprised at how many of our neighbors have to decide between heating or cooling their home and having food to eat. We cannot live without food.
Each summer, I hear news stories of people who succumb to the heat and die. In the winter, there are many who face their last day in an icy abode under what covers they have.
Do we even think about these things when we fight over the thermostat with our co-workers?
Our Five Senses - All of them is a Bonus!
Do we count our senses as blessings? Our sight? Our hearing? Our ability to experience scents? Our ability to taste what's inside our mouth? Our ability to touch something with our hands and skin?
Do we feel the breeze touch our skin or play with our hair? Do we pause to wonder at what meets our eyes or ears? Do we savor the wistful scent of burning wood or barbeque? Do we stop to experience the hot or cold sensation and explosion of taste in our mouth as we chew or swallow?
We experience life every day through our senses; they are each a blessing.
Our Sense of Humor - Ability to Laugh at Ourselves is a Bonus!
I have no doubt God laughs; Christ has exhibited a sense of humor too. It's something God shares with His creations - with us! And it is a blessing.
Smiles and laughter are universal; it's something we all share, regardless of our diverse languages and cultures. Many a tense situation can be diffused though shared laughter.
We also have within us the ability to laugh at ourselves. This life is way too short to take ourselves so seriously. Our "image" is such a hard and strenuous thing to maintain. We need to let go of what our ego (and advertisers) tell us we should look like, and just experience who we truly ARE. Let our inner light out and share our laughter with the world.
In doing so, we share a sweet blessing too.
Our Friends - Best Friends are a Bonus!
Friendship helps us form bonds with others. They are our personal connection to the world. And they are a mirror by which we see ourselves, reflecting what we share - bright light or dark bitterness.
Friends are a blessing in our lives. They lift our spirits, help us through tough times, share in our laughter and in our tears. They share our lives.
A far greater blessing are friends that stay by our side when the rest leave.
I treasure this blessing far more than many realize. I was the outcast in school, with no friends at all. It was hard not to believe that I was worthless trash. I did believe it - for decades. Some start with no friends; others may end with no friends beside them.
Those who have had friends over a lifetime may never truly understand the blessing they have before them. A blessing we can always share. Someone in our neighborhood right now is completely alone. Do we reach out our hand? 
Our Stories - Our Sharing
In this day of high-speed internet, smart-phones and high-definition television, we are deluged with entertainment and rapidly loose our recognition of an age-old blessing - sharing our stories.
Since we were sitting in caves sharpening flint, humanity has told stories to each other. Our stories have changed over the years, and how we tell them has changed. Some today still sit around a campfire or table. Others sit before a computer screen sharing their stories over a blog or other online means.
These are our lives that we share with others. These are what lives on when we can no longer speak.
Stories can even teach others; Christ used this. We may not remember lectures or speeches, but we will continue to re-tell good stories for generations to come.
Share your story; it's a blessing with wings.
- ESA

Friday, April 6, 2012

Birdsong!

I was awake early and heard the first hesitant calls of a bird outside my window a little before 4:30 this morning.


While many know the joys (and sometimes annoyance when one is trying to sleep in) of birdsong right outside their bedroom window, I think that New England springs spotlight it all the more for me.


In winter, there is a silence so profound you can hear falling snow softly whisper through bare tree branches, or a distant rumble-crunch of the snow plow as it trundles down Main Street. Mornings, especially in the hours before the commuter's cars and school buses, are very still and quiet.


Then spring arrives, and with it, a great multitude of birds migrate back to the area. And they bring such sweet birdsong! There is even a tradition in the Northeastern US that "It ain't Spring until you've seen your first redbreast robin."


And what was once still silence has turned into a beautiful melody greeting the morning sun, celebrating the return of life, warmth and growth.


By the Autumn, I may be among those who scowl at the birds keeping me from my sleep, but in the Spring, I bless their little hearts as my joins theirs in sweet song of life!


Sing
for
Spring

-ESA

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Holiday Brake

Yes, I mean "brake" and not "break." Last night, I lost the brakes on my old Jeep. Some may curse and gripe that life threw them yet another (and possibly expensive!) problem to take care of -- during the holidays when they were away from home. Last night, I got down on my knees and thanked God and any of His workers that helped me yesterday.
My husband and I were picking up a friend of ours who was home-bound and driving to an inexpensive restaurant to meet a group of other friends we haven't seen in a year or more. On the way, I noticed my breaks suddenly went VERY soft, where I needed to press the pedal deeper each time I "tapped" the brakes in the traffic flow.
I didn't know if we were going to make it to the restaurant. Our friend, an elderly woman, was seated in the passenger side beside me. An accident, even a slight one where the airbag would go off in her face, would likely be lethal to her. We were driving after dark on Long Island; New York drivers - including myself - are atrocious as they cut you off suddenly, weave in and out of traffic and travel at LEAST 20 MPH above the speed limit - including local roads.
We decided to avoid the highway and I cruised -- what felt like a "crawl" -- along a main thoroughfare. I left a LOT of space before me, which only encouraged the other drivers to cut in front of me often. I coasted to a slow stop at each traffic light, annoying the drivers behind me.
I had my hand on the emergency brake the whole time. I apparently drive single-handedly quite well.
It didn't occur to me until just now, while I wrote that last sentence, how often I do that with my relationship with God. There are times when I fly by life, ignoring the limits even - or at least going "a little" beyond them. Yet, when something happens that I realize there IS real danger out there - I hold on God's Hand as tightly as I held on to that emergency brake. God is there, then and when I cruise with no concerns, just as much as the emergency brake that's been in the Jeep all along.
Needless to say, not only did we make it safely to the restaurant, we also had added blessings. A friend that takes public transit was able to find another ride home, as we could not take her as planned. Because others showed up at the restaurant, unplanned, they were able to take our passenger back to her place too. Plus a friend was able to help us get a tow back to my mother's house, much further than our AAA membership would have gotten us. We were grateful for these as well.
There are many blessings in life, sometimes we become too blind in our gripes of what went wrong to see them. Sometimes we also blind ourselves to God's Hand right there beside us in easy reach.
Yet, it is always there.
- ESA 

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Birthday Blessings

"You did WHAT for your birthday?" That's the response I've been hearing for much of this week and may continue to hear until this week's close. Yesterday was my birthday. I spent the day at a church several miles away, hauling and sorting a truckload of donated items. And, yes, that is exactly what I wanted to do for my birthday.

When I see or hear about someone sincerely helping another, there is this warmth and Love that wells up from deep inside me. But much of my life I've been an outcast, and often only see that loving act from the outside. Rarely could I participate in it too.

Not only was I an outcast during my school years, low income can also make one an outcast. Practically all of my local organizations that have volunteer opportunities require membership for insurance purposes. "Membership" means about $200/year per person plus a monthly meeting fee of $25-$45 each "but they do feed you a nice dinner too" (as one person told us). So far, the VFW was the only one in our town that allows my husband and I to volunteer without membership. I've even tried the Girl Scouts, which is only $10/year for adult membership, but because I have never been blessed with children, the local GS troop leaders looked quite askance upon me every time I offered my services. :(

A few weeks ago, we were visiting my in-laws in a rural part of the state. In their church bulletin was a note asking for volunteers to help. The date they really needed volunteers coincidentally was my birthday, so I opted to take a vacation day and pitch in.

As I said, there is such a special joy when I see people helping each other. There is a value added beyond measure when an outcast like myself can become part of the group - especially when part of a positive act.

Thank you.
From my heart.

-ESA

Friday, July 10, 2009

Little Blessing though the Pain

This afternoon, I had a pretty intense migraine while at work, the kind where light, sound, smells, touch and thinking HURTS. Even my GI tract was adversely affected. I still needed to get a counter-proposal letter and two invoices (short 10-day terms) out before leaving the office, and needless to say that was getting harder the longer my migraine lasted.

But I was also blessed in that I didn't have to go through this alone. While I was working through this headache, I had an online friend who kept me going with a blend of practical advice and teasing which helped keep my spirits up. He also listened to this overgrown baby's griping, which I do when not feeling well. :P

When we go through the trials and troubles of life (small like today or great), God also places in our lives something to help us through these times. Sometimes we're lucky that we see and acknowledge them. Sometimes we're blinded by our pain and suffering that we don't see them. There are even times we blindly walk by them without experiencing their benefit. :(

Today I'm glad I not only benefited from my friend's support, but also was fortunate enough to see it for the Blessing it was.

Whose life will you change with your words or works?
Whose little blessing can you be?
Be a friend.

- ESA

Monday, July 6, 2009

Missed Blessing

There is this family that my husband and I befriended when they lived in our apartment complex. We would have dinner at each others homes and share many memorable BBQ's outside. We were the test subjects the summer when the wife and kids went back to visit family in India and the husband decided to learn to cook.

My husband tutored their kids. The wife and I would go out for walks or would sit on cold days and drink tea while we chatted. She even dragged my butt to yoga class gratis to see if I would like it. Her husband and mine were good friends too.

They moved from New England to Arizona four years ago. Since then we've traded holiday greetings and the occasional phone call, but it wasn't the same as seeing them practically every day.

Today they swung by the apartment complex unannounced while I was at the office. My husband was home and tried a few times to reach me by phone. The first time, I was out for a walk on a lunch break. The moment I got back to the office, I headed right into a meeting, not checking my voicemail. Then I was on a conference call. By the time I checked my messages they had come and gone.

I had missed them. :(

How many times do we miss opportunities because we're so caught up in our daily lives? How many times do we loose the chance to see those that mean so much? If I had taken one minute to check my voicemail, I would have had the chance to see my friends I haven't seen in four years.

Watch for missed blessings; they come in many forms.
They happen anytime.
Unannounced.

ESA