October 30, 2008
October 28, 2008
October 22, 2008
"And so, I believe, it is with your life: you are a flower, needed for a
moment and maybe nothing more. But in that moment, you make the
all-important difference. If you were not there, the day would not be the
same. You are important; you must believe that."
... Linda Hager
This quote that I took from my mother's book of poetry, Children Of The Mind, is part of a story that she told about picking a flower to take to a friend who was having a hard time. How, if the flower hadn't been there, she still would have visited the friend, but the flower added something more to the visit, something that she alone would not have been able to do.
At 58 years young, my Mom had accomplished so much. She was an author, a photographer, a journalist, a wife and mother to 2 children. She had been an advocate for women's rights, civil rights and a lobbyist at the Virginia General Assembly. She had been the editor of a small newspaper, a columnist, a reporter and a speaker. She published several children's books and wrote a play about the life of Jefferson Davis for which she was honored with a medal by the D.A.R. So many accomplishments for such a short lifetime.
So, after I picked up her book of poetry again recently, and read the words that I have quoted above, they rang so true for me. As if she had written those very words just for me. Because I believe now like she did then, that I am a flower and I am here to share with others, however brief, and I will make a difference.
I miss my Mom and I love her so much. I am thankful that she made such a difference for me and for each person that shared a moment with her.
October 19, 2008
October 16, 2008
October 11, 2008
The opportunity to make a difference for Danielle was all a part of His plan.
Months before my trip to Jamaica this past July, I was on a mission to sponsor a child to go to school. Even though attending school is offered to all children of Jamaica, you must have the means to purchase uniforms, books, supplies and school lunches that is required. Many families in Jamaica struggle to afford this very basic opportunity for their children.
All of my efforts through emails, message boards and even folks I had met on prior trips to Jamaica to send a child to school just weren't working out. At one point I thought I had finally found someone who could help me accomplish my goal, but in the end I resigned myself to the fact that on this particular trip, it just wasn't going to happen.
I wasn't giving up, but I had decided that if it was meant to be than, with time, it would happen. I had so hoped to arrange a meeting with the family and child that I would sponsor so that it would be a more personal experience for both of us.
Now I know why I couldn't make it happen! God already had a plan in place.
During our trip we had made arrangements to visit Mayfield Falls, a beautiful sanctuary of nature in the mountains of Jamaica. On the 2 hour drive to Mayfield, we passed through many small towns and rural areas that were absent of all modern influence.
Our driver, Patrick, noticed a lady standing on the side of the road and asked if we would mind if he gave her a ride. Because we had hired and paid Patrick for our transportation, our ride there and back was chartered. Essentially this meant Patrick was our private guide for the day. Clearly Patrick was a giving person and his genorosity was apparent in his desire to offer a "free" ride to this lady.
Paulette stepped into the van. She was well dressed and soft spoken. She informed us that she was walking (in 97 degree HOT sun) to a teacher's meeting at the Blauwearie Primary School and she very much appreciated the ride.
Paulette and I spoke, exchanged addresses and telephone numbers and made big plans. I explained my goal of sponsoring a child in Jamaica. Paulette had the perfect candidate... 7 year old Danielle. Danielle was a student in Paulette's class at Blauwearie Primary School, but was only able to attend school part time because, like so many families in Jamaica, her family was not able to afford all of the uniforms and books she needed to go on a full time basis.
Joy of joys-I could help her go to school everyday!
The letter and photo you see here I recently received from Danielle. In her letter, 7 year old Danielle writes... "I am in the 3rd grade. I would like to thank you for the kind gesture to assist me in going to school. I'll make the best of this opportunity and make you and my mother proud."
God really does work in mysterious ways. That hot hot day in Jamaica on a trip to the mountains proved just how glorious He is. How He has all the plans in His hands and how if we just trust Him, it will all work out.
I cried tears of joy in the van that afternoon when we dropped Paulette off at the school. I knew right then and there just how much God loves me and loves us All. He's always got our back and He always has our best intentions in mind!
Thanks be to God for all of the blessings that he provides!
October 9, 2008
Taking time to observe, watch and notice nature is quiet and reflective.
October 3, 2008
During my college years when I was learning all about Art; painting, drawing, design, and color; it was all about me! I believed that I would paint and draw, and this is how I would earn my living. People would purchase my Art and in turn I would earn money and be noticed in the Art world. It was all about me!
Now that I am older and have learned quite a bit about life and living; I know that my art is a gift. A gift that I am blessed to have, one that I must share with others. This talent I have is not for me or about me. It was not given to me so that I can boast about it or receive recognition. It wasn't even given to me so that I could earn a buck. My gift is truly that. A Gift! One that I must use not for my benefit but for the benefit of others.
Recently I have come to this realization. Once it took hold, I learned exaclty how my gift can benefit and help others. A million opportunities to share my gift have suddenly presented themselves to me. What a wonderful thing! The cards and flyers contained here were designed and printed by Andy Thompson at Keith Fabry Reprographic Solutions. This will allow me to share my gift with others by being able to pass on my information.
This week I met with Ellie Coyne with the Pallative Care unit/Massey Cancer Center at the Medical College of Virginia who has great plans to utilize my gift in her unit. I am donating wall murals and art that will dance on the walls and allow others to receive the gift that has been bestowed on me. And for that I am truly grateful. I truly am lovin' life!