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You Are Beautiful
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On The Passing Of Time
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Plant It Forward
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Your Dream Is Supported
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Be A Listener Today
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Before I Die
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Change You
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Can’t Is The Wrong Word
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Give In, Not Up
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Enjoy Your Free Mind Today

You Are Beautiful

 

If you see someone beautiful say something

Today, if you see someone beautiful, say something.

I’m not talking about gorgeous women (and men) on magazine covers who may or may not have been generously (airbrushed) blessed with flawless skin and thick eyelashes; desirable tall frames in barely there bikinis with stick-like legs that go on for days.  No doubt these freaks of nature exist. Bless them…

I’m talking about TRULY BEAUTIFUL people. The real, inner beauty that once seen for its value should take our breaths away, more than a mock-up version of commercial beauty.

To the harried young mother juggling two babies and a cartload of groceries, wondering if she’ll ever fit in her “regular” clothes again — you are beautiful.

To the elderly man who holds the hand of his struggling wife — you are beautiful.

To the countless volunteers who give their time and energy to causes near and dear to the their hearts — you are beautiful.

To the men and women who put their lives in front of the public to keep us safe and secure — you are beautiful.

To the people who are lost and wandering, we pray your path is illuminated with trust and direction — you are beautiful.

To the ill and the dying, even when your body is struggling to heal or deciding it’s time to take the journey home — you are beautiful.

To the nurturers and caregivers, with their compassion and unselfish dedication to making another person’s life more comfortable — you are beautiful.

To the unsung workers who sweat in the brutal heat and bitter cold to make our public spaces safe and enjoyable — you are beautiful.

To the children who share their innocence and make us laugh — you are beautiful.

To the readers of this page who grant me your time, and the latitude and freedom to share my rants and thoughts — you are beautiful.

P.S.  These are the people I encountered today. Who are the beautiful people you encountered today? Please add to the list and post if you like.

BE F-G AWESOME TODAY!

Original graphic and quote: Stephanie DelTorchio

On The Passing Of Time

 

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Today I am painfully aware of how fast time is passing by. Caught somewhere between yesterday and its memories, today’s check and balance of reality (it’s trash pick-up day), and the future which I can not begin to imagine or predict with any certainty.

I love this paraphrased quotation for its smack of truth as it relates to our existence on this planet.  Our past, present and future collide in this moment. That’s what we have. This moment. Nothing more.

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Original graphic: Stephanie DelTorchio

 

Plant It Forward

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The first plants I ever purchased for my home were from a local Ladies Garden Club. Mostly older women, they wore wide brim hats and gloves, all proper Victorian-looking to me.

Each plant, harvested straight from their own gardens, had received years of tender administration which I was too immature a gardener to appreciate. For a few dollars I was handed a wrapped ball of Bleeding Hearts, Hostas and Lady Slippers. The warmth and richness of the soil in my hands lingered as the gardener shared the history behind each plant. The Bleeding Hearts, a wedding gift from her mother-in-law. The shade loving Hostas from a neighbor as a welcome gift. The showy, yellow Lady Slippers taken from the woods along a path that lined a dirt beach pathway.

I felt as if she’d just handed me her babies. My duty going forward was to plant them, care for them, let them grow to be big and strong. Was I worthy of this responsibility?

When I thanked the woman for the plants she admonished me. Apparently there’s an old wives tale about thanking someone for plants — don’t do it.  “It’s best to take them and say you’ll give them a good home,” she said. Okay, weird.

Nearly 35 years and two homes later (couldn’t leave without some) these plants make me smile each spring when their new shoots break through the topsoil. It’s funny, but I silently thank those lovely ladies for their stories, then look over my shoulder.

Over the years I’ve received many clippings and root balls from friends and family. I cherish the armful of tangerine Daylilies my Mom brought me from her yard. Hers came from my grandmother who received a pot of them from her sister, my neighbor for several years. After my great-aunt’s passing, a young couple moved into the home. I gifted them with pots of divided Daylilies, their great-great-great grandchildren.

Today my garden overflows with Rosemarie’s pink and purple phlox, Sheila’s red poppies, my Mom’s daylilies and Rose-of-Sharon trees, Leah’s Montauk daisies and Autumn Joy sedum. Every year I take pictures and share as a reminder of our longtime friendships that continue to grow.

I’ve given them a good home and given them away to good homes.

Request: Please share images of plants, trees, or flowers someone has given you that you’ve transplanted in your own space, or plants that you’ve given away.

BE F-G AWESOME TODAY!

Original graphic and quote: Stephanie DelTorchio

Your Dream Is Supported

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I heard Jack Canfield, author of Chicken Soup for the Soul, say this about dreams.

Dreams being the inklings you get, the “little birdie” messages, your gut feelings, your passion (if you have one), your desires, wants — whatever you call that “thing” you want to do.

It’s a comforting thought to know that whatever we dream about will be supported by the Universe. Your universe includes people you know and people you don’t, those who will be put in your path to support and help your dreams come true.

Not once have I ever dreamed about being an astronaut, a ballet dancer or a deep sea diver. And not once has any person in any of these professions shown up in my life.

However, my dream is to write. Countless people HAVE shown up. For years. Mentors, teachers, accomplished writers, movie producers, screenwriters, other writers slogging (like me) to write and rewrite and rewrite.  Other people have given me a quiet place to work, loaned me books, read 120 page drafts of screenplays (brave souls rewarded with wine and dinner).

Logic would tell us that what we focus on and work hard at, attracts like mindedness or “helpers”. You must put the effort in for sure but don’t be afraid to think you will go at your dream alone. You won’t.

Your dream would never enter your thoughts if there wasn’t the law of attraction to line the road with others who will nurture your dream, and your own innate talents to fulfill it.

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Original graphic: Stephanie DelTorchio

Be A Listener Today

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I love obscure words and this one got my attention.

Anyone who grew up in a large family or meets up for drinks with a gaggle of women (or men, of course) can probably relate. Talking over each other when there’s a group of people all vying for control of the floor results in nobody being heard.

My family once hosted a pair of lovely, smart, twentyish German brothers for a few weeks. They spoke excellent English but wanted to improve — mostly to learn slang! One thing we noticed was how attentive they were when anyone spoke. At the dinner table they listened intently, engaged in the conversation and contributed after the speaker had finished. As a mother, I complimented their mother for having raised polite sons.

On the other hand my nature was to babble over the speaker. Although I was aware of the rudeness, it continued. Not because I don’t care about the people speaking (I do!) but I get so excited by what someone is saying that I plan my response while they are at the tail end of their conversation. Bad habit.

Our German guests concluded that we (in Boston) speak so fast and on top of each other that it sounds like the kitchen staff of a Chinese restaurant on New Year’s Eve: Fast, rushed, loud. For the record, we frequented a local pizza shop where the owners yelled orders at and over each other, and back to customers. It seemed part of the entertainment. But because we’d often received the wrong order, it was clear that among all the noise nobody was really listening to each other.

And this is why the “talking stick” was invented. One at a time, people. One at a time. Listen and be heard.

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Original graphic: Stephanie DelTorchio

Before I Die

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Sterling Vineyards. Napa Valley, CA

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This isn’t meant to be dreary — quite the opposite.

I saw this chalkboard on a visit to Sterling Vineyards in Napa Valley, California. It was inspiring to read all of the entries.

I had two: The first was to visit Napa Valley. I was there, so I wrote it on the board and checked it off. The second “Before I Die” is a lofty goal. A stretch for sure, but not unobtainable — like, say, being the first female on Mars to open a Fro-Yo shop with 47 flavors. Probably not going to happen, for me. But my granddaughters have a decent shot at it.

Whether you get the chance to declare it to the world in Napa Valley or scribble it on a sticky note you put on your bathroom mirror as a reminder, what are you going to write?

Before I Die…

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Change You

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Don’t waste time trying to change someone. When they are ready to make different choices they will. When and if they ask for your help, give that, if you are wanting or able.

Focus on you. Spend the time changing yourself instead. To who you want to be. To prepare yourself for the things you want to do. Little by little you’ll get to be the grown-up mature person you already are but haven’t quite believed.

BE F-G AWESOME TODAY!

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Can’t Is The Wrong Word

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Saying “I can’t” to something is usually the wrong response. It’s probably:

Don’t want to.

Prefer not to (smooth).

Afraid.

No time.

Scared.

Later.

I’m too busy.

Not enough money.

When I retire.

When the kids leave.

When my parents die.

Too late.

Add your own. Don’t say you can’t. You CAN.

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Original graphic: Stephanie DelTorchio

Give In, Not Up

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Most of us (unless you live in a cocoon) experience a day every now and again that leaves us feeling dizzy. It’s like we’re a game board spinner and life has flicked us hard, around and around.

We should just chalk it up to a “bad day” and give in. But we don’t. And how do we handle a day when we’ve reach our limit?

We act out with extreme behaviors. We whine and complain. We cry. We hit the gym hard. We abuse our bodies. We lash out at the spouse, the kids, co-workers; even the poor dog is not immune to our tirade. There are excuses and compromises — we’re stubborn you guys, and not willing to quit when things get tough. On a good day that’s admirable.

But today shit happened; we’re not ourselves and we know it.  The body is listless. The brain is fudge. Our patience has tried and failed. We’re in deep, and it’s not even noon. We may wonder is it too early to pour a drink or binge watch “House of Cards”? Yes, it is.

At some point we face the fact that no matter what we touch, it turns to crap. Knowing that, why can’t we keep our hands away? We rationalize that there’s no time to waste; there’s too much stuff on the list. We KNOW the world will stop revolving if we leave our post. If we don’t do it, who will?

Nobody. Because there isn’t anyone who can do what you do. That’s the good news and the bad news.

We’re so hard on ourselves. What is frustrating to some is down right scary as hell to others. Why? Giving in sounds a lot like quitting. It’s NOT. This is hard for awesome control freaks to grasp.

At this moment the only sane cell left in my head starts laughing at its own absurdity. I begin to recite out loud, “and this too shall pass” over and over. Then I make an agreement with myself: cut your losses, put down the list, have faith that the world will carry on just fine without you for a few hours. With love, I grant myself permission to give in to the day before any more damage is done.

I’m not giving up all together. There’s a serious game of Chutes and Ladders going on here and I’ve got control of the spinner.

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Original graphic and quote: Stephanie DelTorchio

Enjoy Your Free Mind Today

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We’ve all heard that “freedom is a state of mind”. I suppose there’s some truth to that.

Most of us have the clear mental capacity to choose what thoughts we let into our heads. And we’re pretty good at filtering out the good shit from the bad shit. But on THOSE days, yeah, you know the ones; we give in and tack up the sign in the window: Come In, We’re Open!

The door explodes, letting in the masses like Wal-Mart on Black Friday — peace lovers, harmony seekers, and chicken soup bringers. Not far behind, every brand of CRAZY known to man overfills your cart.

A free mind is smart to employ a noble gatekeeper. Depending on your life’s situation, you might have a burly Bouncer who lets in the pretty girls and tosses the drunks, or, if it’s one of THOSE days your Bouncer just might be the drunk who lets everybody in.

As kids the gatekeeper is loosey-goosey, one of us, so we believe. Some truly are well-meaning good friends. Others are false allies or ally opponents. In the time between elementary school through college our minds haven’t even interviewed a gatekeeper. If there’s the hint of a filter, it’s without set rules, a suggestion perhaps, more like a book wedged in the door. Everyone and anyone hops on the merry-go-round frat party. Our potential freedom is upstaged by an immature scared mind. We fear being excluded by the “popular” kids. (P.S. For some this doesn’t go away in adulthood).

By the time we find our first gray hairs most of us have installed an intrusion alarm to protect the freedom of my minds. It starts out as a nice picket fence, guarded by a dog. Then we get two dogs. Or one very big dog. Later, we build walls, or cold stone defensive fortresses. Ain’t nobody getting in here.

The delicate dance is to keep one’s mind free by choosing what thoughts we let in while not arming the fort tower with cannons. You see that, right?

To be a free citizen is a birth right in the United States; not so much in other places around the globe. In this country we are free to choose what we read and write. We choose our profession or career. We move freely from an apartment in the city to a home in the suburbs, if we choose. We are free to change our minds and try something new at any time. Sadly, this is the cause of many bad hair days.

As an American female I am free to vote or start a business; express my thoughts, ambitions, goals and desires in written word, in song, in prayer, with paint or crayons. I am free to dream, free to HAVE dreams. I am free to worship as I please, whether to the vast entity I call “God” or the blooming pink azaleas lining the driveway which I’m certain my God had his/her hand in creating.

We are not only free to choose who we let in to our life, but what thoughts we choose to let in our mind or elect to kick out. Ideas and ideals we’re cool with, we invite over the drawbridge. C’mon in, we say, pull up a chair and sit a while.

Freedom of the mind is freedom of choice. I choose this, not that. Love, kindness, generosity — supportive virtues that nurture our minds and trickle into our souls are always welcome. To choose the best thoughts and let them linger for a lifetime is true freedom. The rest are the perks of being born here.

Lock the gate if you must to keep out the riff-raff, but leave a light on.

BE F-G AWESOME TODAY!

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