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Pieces of Me

A true mosaic is made of tiny little pieces, hand picked for their relation to the completed picture.

Chosen by color to fit within a certain place at a certain time to create a picture.  The picture may be of something soothing to the soul, something of a graphic nature or anything the artist culls from the depths of his being and seen with his mind’s eye.

Life is like that mosaic, God’s hand gathering lives of color to form a masterpiece, a body, cell by cell.  Tiny little pieces put together color by color and forging something unforgettable, something that fits perfectly into the master plan, God’s handiwork that is continually growing and always seeking the path to Heaven.

Reflecting back upon the years of my life, I have found that the pieces fit perfectly, not always by my doing and not always understanding.  People have come and gone but the memory of them is always at hand.  Everyone that has made an appearance in my life has served a purpose, at least for that time, some I reflect on fondly, others I think about and toss them back into the dark corners of my memory.

Happiness and pain fitting together because one can’t know one without the other.  The ups and downs, the ins and outs, the ying and the yang, all mean there is a perfect balance somewhere and we spend our waking hours searching for it.  Pushing and pulling and wondering why is this happening to me?

There is an order to life, it is a perfect order and it is perfectly timed, but  while putting the pieces together there are some which are imperfect, but somehow they fit.  There are pieces of colors we know nothing about, yet somehow they also fit.  The mosaic of life can only be made by a master.

1968 Bobby Kennedy – the ripple of hope…a broken dream

Each time a man stands up for an ideal or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples build a current that can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and  resistance. – RFK

“There are children in the Mississippi Delta whose bellies are swollen with hunger … Many of them cannot go to school because they have no clothes or shoes. These conditions are not confined to rural Mississippi. They exist in dark tenements in Washington, D.C., within sight of the Capitol, in Harlem, in South Side Chicago, in Watts. There are children in each of these areas who have never been to school, never seen a doctor or a dentist. There are children who have never heard conversation in their homes, never read or even seen a book.” – RFK

Some believe there is nothing one man or one woman can do against the enormous array of the world’s ills — against misery, against ignorance, or injustice and violence. Yet many of the world’s great movements, of thought and action, have flowed from the work of a single man. A young monk began the Protestant reformation, a young general extended an empire from Macedonia to the borders of the earth, and a young woman reclaimed the territory of France. It was a young Italian explorer who discovered the New World, and 32 year old Thomas Jefferson who proclaimed that all men are created equal. ‘Give me a place to stand,’ said Archimedes, ‘and I will move the world.’ These men moved the world, and so can we all.  - Robert Kennedy

“If our colleges and universities do not breed men who riot, who rebel, who attack life with all the youthful vision and vigor then there is something wrong with our colleges. The more riots that come on college campuses, the better world for tomorrow.”  RFK

So I come here today, to this great university, to ask for your help: not for me, but for your country and for the people of Vietnam. You are the people, as President Kennedy said, who have “the least ties to the present and the greatest ties to the future.” I urge you to learn the harsh facts that lurk behind the mask of official illusion with which we have concealed our true circumstances, even from ourselves. Our country is in danger: not just from foreign enemies; but above all, from our own misguided policies — and what they can do to the nation thatThomas Jefferson once told us was the last, best, hope of man. There is a contest on, not for the rule of America, but for the heart of America. In these next eight months, we are going to decide what this country will stand for — and what kind of men we are. So I ask for your help, in the cities and homes of this state, into the towns and farms: contributing your concern and action, warning of the danger of what we are doing — and the promise of what we can do. I ask you, as tens of thousands of young men and women are doing all over this land, to organize yourselves, and then to go forth and work for new policies — work to change our direction — and thus restore our place at the point of moral leadership, in our country, in our own hearts, and all around the world….Robert F. Kennedy, March 18, 1968, Landon Lecture at Kansas State University

http://bobby-kennedy.com/

There are those who look at things the way they are, and ask why…I dream of things that never were, and ask why not?


Robert Kennedy

Confessions of a Zuma Addict

Ok…I’m a relatively intelligent, professional woman, getting up in years (ha!) and I’m just figuring out I have a gaming addiction!

It would be better for me financially if, instead of the sound of exploding balls, and firey frogs, I could hear the sound of quarters clinking out of a slot in my computer!

Each day as the afternoon wears on and my work day is slowing, the urge starts building…checking on Facebook….see the little symbol on the left side of the page….hit it!

Thinking there are only so many “lifes” and when they are gone, I’ll get back to work, up pops the grim reaper!  Only this time he’s in a very good mood and grants me a whole bank of lifes!

So on and on I go, by now I’m getting competitive and must move up from 7th place!  Watching my friends and climbing right over them, I manage to get to 3rd place…in line for a bronze medal!

Dinner is over, I’m still at it!  Bedtime comes, me, the laptop and the dog have become bed buddies!  It’s late, my eyes hurt, it’s got to stop!  I’m out of “lifes” but so close to hitting a new level, and when I do, all my “lifes” are restored and it starts all over again!

Zuma!  You are in control!

Christmas…Again.

Waiting and watching…

Magic? Will it happen?

On the edge of the world, all alone, but with so many…..

Go back in where it’s warm, put on the happy face…..pretend to enjoy.

Searching for peace and joy….

What A Way To Make A Living

I’m sure unemployment does things to you, like forces you to save weird little things you might normally throw in the trash.  They’ve now become treasures because you don’t know when you will be able to afford that simple pleasure again.

There’s a reason for cleaning junk out of closets and drawers, you may have to travel daily with all that you own and junk just makes the burden harder to pull around.  Just hang on to the good stuff, like the tambourine, a pair of comfortable shoes, and a colorful scarf or two just to brighten your day.

Why do we work so hard to become old, retired and then discarded?  Do we have a duty to die and rid you of the sight of us?

Aging, like good wine, is to be sipped slowly or it tastes quite sour.

Riding On A High!

Lookin good! Feelin good!  Hoping it lasts!

Life is full of ups and downs, peaks and valleys, highs and lows.

Enjoy it now, not later!

Crimes of the Ego: Emotional Pollution

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Just as the hot air in a balloon helps you soar, when it looses its air, the toxin spreads.
from: Psychology Today, written by:  Steven Stosny, Ph.D.

Due to their immediate survival significance, negative emotions enjoy priority processing in the brain. This is one of nature’s peculiar ironies, because positive emotions are actually more important to long-term survival. You have a better chance of living a longer, higher quality life if you experience more positive emotions than negative ones. You are certainly better off in the long run admiring the lovely green of the rolling hills, but you won’t make it to the long run if you don’t notice the snake lurking in the grass in front of you. Thus our brains are hard-wired to scan the immediate environment continuously for threat, which is why it takes so much effort to slow down and smell the roses.

The hard-wired threat-detector embedded in our central nervous systems makes a lot of sense in terms of keeping us safe from physical threats. Unfortunately, it has been hijacked in modern times to include threats to the ego. When ego grows, emotional pollution flows.

You can think of the ego as a compilation of the ways you prefer to think and feel about yourself combined with how you prefer others to think and feel about you. If a person needs to think of himself as important, he is likely to manipulate the impressions of others to make them think he is important. Psychologists refer to these attempts to manipulate the impressions that other people have of us as “impression management.” Emotional polluters invest heavily in impression management. But they also have a safety-net when their efforts at impression management fall short. The polluter who fails to get others to think he’s important will simply regard them as unimportant. Thus he feels more important by downward comparison to those who don’t think he’s important.

Emotional pollution becomes a major problem when assaults on the ego engage defense systems meant to keep us physically safe. That’s why ego-threats can seem like life-and-death situations. (How else could a term like “death before dishonor” make sense?) This transfer of defenses dedicated to the survival of the species to the defense of the ego gives emotional pollution its terrible foothold on our psyches. Emotional pollutants make us feel put down, shut out, belittled, or diminished, whether or not we are consciously aware of the feelings.

Ironically, the defenses we develop to protect the ego against emotional pollution end up creating more of it, if we try to prevent others from making us feel put down, shut out, belittled or diminished by putting them down, shutting them out, belittling or diminishing them. The temptation is to dismiss the emotional polluter who needs to feel more important than you: “He’s just a jerk.” But then you’re doing the exact same thing as he — making yourself feel more important by regarding him as unimportant. That may defend your ego against his unfair assault, but when you react to a jerk like a jerk, what does that make you? Emotional pollution is an ego-defensive display of (usually subtle) psychological aggression that requires others to defend their egos in response. Thus it is inexorably self-perpetuating.

Although the ego is the point of attack, the toxic effects of emotional pollution go beyond the psychological. The defenses it invokes, which evolved to keep us physically safe, are emergency systems powered by corrosive stress chemicals that were never intended for use every day, not in anything like the frequency required to cope with emotional pollution. Thus we pay a high physiological price – in addition to the exorbitant psychological one — for dealing with emotional pollution on a daily basis.

Life Is In The Timing

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From the site of Jillian Maas Blackman, Intuitive Life Coach

When you live a life of creative visualization, you can plainly see where you are going and where you want to be. The hidden component no one wants to discuss is…Relevant Timing.

We all relate to the occurrences of “stalling out,” times in life when the perceived rewards are not equal to your efforts.  Your mind tells you to skip ahead in the line of knowing and cut right to the front of the line.  How many times have you tried to do that on your own path to success, pushing forward, creating something out of frustration and boredom only to have yourself playing in your own game of ‘whack a mole,” shoving you back down to where you originally started in line in the first place?

I understand no one likes serving time through experiences to achieve greatness.  There are times when this is truly the only solution in moving forward to personal power. Your quest in this adventure is patience and balance. When is the right time to seize the moment or wait for the moment to present itself?  Relevant timing is the crucial factor many forget to honor along the way.  We are so caught up in the competition around us to be in the forefront, we lose sight of natural manifestation. It is very challenging to unleash yourself from participating with the ego of winning at all costs; this means dominating the outcome of the natural flow to personal empowerment.  You can do this, but I am telling you there will be no solid foundation to hold your fleeting accomplishments.  Timing is not aligned with your personal experiences. Inexperience will surface and the building will crumble around you.

How do you handle your personal “stalling out” moments? How can you replace down time with healthy choices? I personally step away and re-connect with friends….

Assimilate your own body cues – or intuitive sensing – to signal when relevant timing is present in your life. Seize the moment when experience and timing are present to bring about your creative visions of empowerment.

Join me every week, listen On-air(Lake 961 fm)and on-line at www.lake961.com Sunday mornings from 9-10am(CST) Follow guests and after radio talk on my facebook page and twitter.  I.T.’S for You with JMB.

I understand the “power of now” but WE have time for you to take your time.
In loving gratitude, Jillian

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