As I sit here on this beautiful Sunday morning looking out the office window, the bees in the trees, the calm, beautiful blue sky, and the fresh air are all inspiring to me. It sprinkled here last night so when I looked out the kitchen window everything was fresh, and wet. I always love the rain because it cleanses the flowers, trees, and the earth. Something that is much needed.
This is a day of rest! A day we can sleep in, read the newspaper, and sip coffee in a relaxed manor, maybe even leave your PJ’s on while enjoying a beautiful start to your day..
Remember to appreciate the things you have in your life. Things like you awakened this morning, or that you were able to get out of bed, and make it into the kitchen for that first cup of coffee, or tea. These are everyday things we do so regularly that they don’t even register as a blessing, but believe me that really are a blessing. All these little things we take for granted, are the things we need to be grateful for.
Resist the urge to focus on the things that didn’t, or aren’t working in your life. You already know what they are, no need to dwell on them. Sometimes when we are emerged in our problems, use don’t even think to refocus on the good, or positive things we have in our lives.
Take this day to rest, and know that while there are many things to get done, this is a time to replenish your spirit, and soul. A time to think about how the following week will be handled by you. Do you take a little extra time to reach out, and contact someone you haven’t talked to in a long while, or do you focus on planning your next day. One day at a time!
Whatever is right for you, is the right thing to do! Just remember that when you work hard, you must take time to replenish your resources.
Thank you for stopping to read Karen’s Stone Soup, have a blessed week. Karen
When we think about how many people our planet holds, it’s almost frightening. Each country has it’s own problems to solve, but one thing we have in common is that we all want the best for our families, our children, and ourselves. We see families take time to nurture each other, and bring happiness into their own lives. But, what if we took only a small portion of that effort to show others that kindness? Even if you don’t care for someone, they deserve to be treated with kindness. After all, it shows our character, more than it shows their character when we stand tall, and be a kind, and courteous human.
Collectively, if we put our best foot forward and demonstrated kindness to even people we don’t know, wouldn’t we feel better about ourselves. I would! Kindness is contagious, and when we show it to others, they will show it to others also. Can you even imaging how much better off our planet would be?
John Lennon said it all, and this is one of my favorite songs. It reminds me of what little effort it is to be kind and courteous even if you don’t feel it that day! It reminds me that our world needs each of us to do our part, and collectively we can make a difference!
Since we have been on restriction world wide, I’ve noticed more people thinking about the attitude they cary around with them, and I’ve seen a huge improvement in Kindness. To me Kindness equals love. Not the love we have for a child or a spouse, but the kind that comes with human decency, and caring. It doesn’t cost anything, it doesn’t take any more time, but it really packs a punch and opens people up.
So the next time you see an old person trying to count out change at the checkout counter, be patient, be considerate, and be kind! Or someone that is disabled struggling to walk across the street before the timer is finished, be patient. Some day you too might be in a position to move more slowly.
We can do it together!
Thank you for stopping to read Stone Soup, see you next week.
Life has a way of throwing us curves….and we have to deal with them one way or another.
I was talking with a friend the other day, and she was telling me how invasive and horrible her next door neighbors were. I’ve heard this story before, my son has a similar problem. I wonder exactly what and why can’t people be nice to each other. We live in a small community for seniors, and I would think we could be a little more considerate of the people around us.
Unfortunately people have problems, especially seniors. Some of them are elderly (not me), and have serious problems. They are unable to cook any longer, unable to clean their homes, or do yard work. It’s difficult when some people close off everyone because they don’t want anyone to see just how incapacitated they have become. They seem to get nasty, and defensive. I can understand how this can happen. But what do we do with that, and how can we help?
In the case of my friend, there are three families living in a home that is less than a thousand square feet. This is a great space for a single person, or an elderly couple. These people have multiple cars, parties, dogs and several other things. Since the landlord doesn’t want to lose the money, and the board of directors don’t seem to do anything (or can’t really do anything) about the situation, what do we do?
When we are backed into a corner, how do we make lemonade out of all the lemons living around us?
I don’t have a real helpful solution, however when there is nothing else to do, think outside the box. Sometimes when talking, or reasoning doesn’t seem to help, you come home and your neighbors are parked in your driveway, it’s time to have a glass of wine, and let it go!!!Find something you love to take your mind off of the nasty demands living next door!
Do you need to find a way to justify their behavior, telling yourself they are doing the best they can with what they have to work with. If that doesn’t work?
OK then, how about this…
Wrap them in white light, and pray they move soon!
Set up a Shrine with VOODOO Dolls and stick pins in them.
Walk on the beach, stick your toes into the water even if it’s cold! The ocean, lake, or stream can be a fantastic way to help wash away stress.
As you noticed it’s difficult to come up with a solution when no one will help. There are many people in our community that shouldn’t be here, and without any support to fix things, we need to go inside and deal with our own self before it eats us alive. When I dislike someone which isn’t often, I have to find a way to let things go or it will eat at me. That’s not very productive!
Personally I meditate, but I understand it isn’t for everyone. The meditation calms me, and I seem to let things roll off my back much easier.
Fortunately we don’t have problem neighbors next door, so I’m nice and calm….
If you have a solution, write, or text me leaving you thoughts, and ideas. Thank you for stopping by to read Karen’s Stone Soup, see you next time.
Today is a beautiful rainy day filled with cleansing, hope, and clean air. The sound of the rain hitting the roof, and running out the drain pipes are soothing to me. My bedroom window is open at night, and yes it’s cold, but it’s also refreshing. The sound soothes me to sleep, and I awaken refreshed and ready to go……after a cup of tea or coffee that is!
This weekend has been so lovely and cleansing. I can hear the trees telling me how good they feel, and how nice a bath is after a hot summer. Their leaves are green, and I can hear them singing as the breeze zips through their branches, and makes helps them to rustle.
All the Neighborhood birds are securely tucked into their nests, being so quiet I could swear they are all sleeping, and I can almost hear them snoring. Not a peep is coming from any of them!
As I take a deep breath in, I feel calm and relaxed, memories of my childhood rushing back, of being wrapped in a big blanket to sit by the fireplace. It brings back to me smells of cocoa, and the taste of popcorn. They are good memories, and I welcome more rain, and possibly a bit of thunder , all while filling me with even more childhood memories so sweet it feels like warm brownies fresh out of the oven and melting in my mouth.
Thank you for stopping to read Stone Soup, come back again. Karen
When I was at the end of sixth grade, I thought I was pretty darn grown up. Then I started what was then called “Junior High,” and things really changed. I no longer thought I was the cats pajamas because I now was a small fish in a big pond.
Fast forward to high school…..
Again I thought I was going to be the cool one in school because I was entering a new phase in my life, High School! I went to Van Nuys High in the San Fernando Valley. In those days VNH was the place all the kids from families that were in the film industry went to school, and I was going to school with them. Natalie Wood, Stacy Keach both went there, but I didn’t know either of them. High School wasn’t quite as glamorous as I thought it would be, but there I was trying to be a cool kid, and still keeping up with my grades. That wasn’t easy since I was basically majoring in “Boys!” To be honest, the boys situation was a bit discouraging as well. There wasn’t the selection I had anticipated, but what was available had to do!
Once out of high school, again I thought my knowledge was primmer and with nothing more to learn, I tried my hand at a local community college. The thought of studying literally made me sick to my stomach, so I decided to once again major in “boys!” There I had a much better selection, however still not quite up to my expectations.
My next door neighbor was just entering a university, and invited me to go to one of the groups of interest she signed up for. This one was a skiing club, and reluctantly I went to her first meeting with her. Wow, now this was what I was talking about!!!
They were everywhere, tall ones, short ones, skinny ones, stocky ones. There was a boy for every occasion. They looked at both of us like they had never seen girls before, and we were in seventh heaven! Conversations were easy, not like those lowly high school boys. They hadn’t learned how to talk to girls yet. Before we knew it, we were both invited by the boys to go skiing with them, and hang out. My friend wasn’t intimidated, but I was passing myself off as a college student, and I wasn’t. So after the meeting I quickly disappeared into the sunset, not to be heard of since. I lived out my days in high school quietly, and as quickly as I could.
After graduating I thought my life was my own. I’m free as a bird, with nothing to stop me! Sure that’s what I thought, then reality set in. My parents were very strict, and I still couldn’t go anywhere without their approval….I was humiliated! I was an all knowing, graduate, and adult now, how could they treat me that way? I know they were just trying to do the best they could, but at the time I couldn’t understand why their job wasn’t finished.
The following year, I met the love of my life, we married soon after, and started our family. First a son, then three years later another son. By five years later, I had divorced, remarried, and had a daughter. I was a young, all knowing mother of three with one divorce under my belt. Boy was I cool!
Fast forward a few years!
Almost seventeen years later, my kids are getting big with two boys in high school, and a daughter in elementary school. My hands were full, and I was running a business., and holding down a full time job. As I look back, I wonder how I found the energy, or the time to do all of this. But I did, and it worked. I had a lot of energy, and of course I was all knowing. That helped! I knew exactly what I was doing, and where I was going. How cool was I?
Then the stuff hit the fan…..
One day my husband came home and told me he was dating a blond waitress, and because I was so cool, he knew I’d understand & be OK with it. I certainly was OK with it! I guess I figured it was time… and so I decided since I knew everything there was to know, it was time for my children and I to go. And we went…
It was a struggle, but somehow we did it. The kids and I had a Charlie Brown Christmas , and ate hotdogs & baked beans for some time, but we did it, and we were better for it. My dad use to say, “What doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger!” “Thank you Dad, I hate to admit it, but you were right!” How true that was… We have all grown, and become stronger, and better people because of this little bump in the road. Looking back, that’s all it was, just a bump in the road.
Many years later in the middle of working my second job, I met a local man, we dated for a while, and decided to marry. They say the third time is the charm. Apparently they were right, because we are now going on thirty years of marriage. Everyone is doing well, and we are all happy.
The point of this entire story is this, I have learned by trial and error that the Older I get, the less I know!Yup I was cool then, and slightly cooler now.
As most of us do get older, and each day I learn something I didn’t know, and each day I reflect on how much is in our world to yet learn, I’m curious, I want to know things, and I learn every day. But every day I’m on this amazing earth, I realize how much there is to learn, how much it has to offer, and we only have so much time. It’s undetermined, Don’t waste it!
With much love, I thank you for stopping to read Stone Soup.