Archives for June 2011

The Blessing Of Small Children and A Little Celebration Of Men

If you don’t happen to have small children of your own, I suggest you consider going out and renting one for the day.  Try to make sure it’s a boy.

I woke up the other morning feeling very eleven o’clockish since I was having surgery and therefore disallowed the only thing that makes life worth living at 4 am – coffee.  My tongue was stuck to the roof of my mouth due to the anti-vomit medicine patch that was stuck behind my ear and since water was similarly disallowed.  Considering I had to go to eight different doctors appointments before they allowed me to have this minor, in-office but under general anesthesia procedure, there was nothing that was going to stop me now from following through, but it was tempting because really, it’s inhuman.  Still, I persevered.

Men Are Strong When You Need Them To Be and They Don’t Engage In Idle Chit Chat

All day long men were there for me.  My father came to watch my youngest son, my husband brought me to the doctor and waited two hours until I was done, my anesthesiologist got the IV going when the two women experts couldn’t get a vein (hard to do when dehydrated, ahem), and finally my male surgeon (hopefully successfully) proceeded.

The purpose of the surgery was to make certain that we won’t be having more than two sets of the pitter patter of little feet running about than we already have.  Which of course made me appreciate who and what I have all the more.  I am the only female in this parade, bar a really big Mastiff dog, a Jack Russell, and a couple of cats, none of whom speak, at least in a way I can understand them.

For a moment there, after being reminded by medical personnel about 16 times that no matter how minor, something could always go wrong, I started to think how unfortunate it was that my life insurance lapsed after my last job and crossed my fingers that all would be well.

“If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together.. there is something you must always remember. you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. but the most important thing is, even if we’re apart.. I’ll always be with you.”  – A.A. Milne, Winnie The Pooh

Children Will Lift Your Spirits And Remind You How To Have Fun, Just In Case You Forgot

The nice thing about having children, whether your own or borrowed, is that you always have the option of reading children’s books, watching cartoons and reading comic books and no one will think you the odder for it.  However the downside (or the upside, depending upon your perspective) to actually being a parent is that you also have to contend with the moments of doubt.

The other night my eldest son, who is six, blurted out right before bed that he didn’t have a single friend and no one ever wanted to play with him.  I’ve seen him pacing the periphery at an event he’s performing in and sit with a book at all other times.  I had to point out that sticking his nose directly in a book at every opportunity was somewhat discouraging to anyone who might actually want to talk to him.  I illustrated by holding one up in front of my face, calling myself by his name, and asking how approachable I looked.  Point taken.  He also has the tendency to try to drag another child away from what they are already doing, which of course they never want to do, but instead to join them.  What a novel concept!

“You can’t stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.”

I find the same thing happens to many of us when we awaken one day and find ourselves suddenly on the spiritual path.  You can’t exactly go back (I mean, you can, but it seems foolish) and you have yet to take that leap into Just Trusting Where You’re Being Led.  You’re hanging on to at least a little bit of fear.
You’re not sure if you’re reading the signs correctly.  You can get sidetracked or a little lost.

“”I don’t see much sense in that,” said Rabbit.
“No,” said Pooh humbly, “there isn’t. But there was going to be when I began it. It’s just that something happened to it along the way.””

If You’re A Woman, Be Certain To Make Lots of Male Friends

Sometimes I wait to absorb the news reports and everyone else’s opinion for a day or two from the periphery before I go ahead and push the play button on the actual event itself.  Usually I do this around 4am when the world is quiet and after all the buzzing is done.

Years ago when the first O magazine came out, I would get my magazine and be in the throes of upliftment from one article or another, when my friend Paul would pour a bucket of water over my head by performing a one man stand up scathing indictment of What I Know For Sure, the last page of the magazine.  He couldn’t WAIT to get his hands on my monthly magazine to make fun of it.  He’d come by and say,”Did you get it?”  And every month we’d get into a big argument (in a good way) over whether or not Oprah was sincere.  I think we both kind of looked forward to irritating the hell out of each other.

For those of you who watched the final shows last week, did you notice the energy shift when the men came out in force?  First as presenters, and then carrying the light one by one?

When I first started studying spirituality and spirit guides I found out that I had this amazing female energy around me, which truly surprised me.  I expected a male energy, because I never was a girly girl, I was always the one who stood up for people, I always had more male friends than female, I just didn’t feel like a typical woman.  In retrospect, I think I misread that feeling.  It was my female energy sort of pulling in and juxtaposing the men’s.

I have done so much internal work this year.  I have learned how to recognize fear and anger, and release them into the wind.  I have learned how to look everyone in the eye, have an exchange, and really appreciate them in the moment.  I have learned how to see my faults and failings in my own eyes, and take action to change my mindset completely.   I have learned how to meet people where they are, accept it, and in exchange I have had other people do the same for me.  I cannot tell you how the world has changed for me in just one year and change.  The people I have met have been amazing, thoughtful, and have changed and opened my mind as to what I am doing here.  It s sort of thrilling to know that I don’t know everything and how much exactly there might be left for me to learn in the time I have left.

The best part remains the men.  My lovely doctor who is a rock.  My psychic and intuitive men friends who shine a light of realization and power wherever they go.  My wonderful husband who shares in my mess.  My two little boys who show me joy in each day and give me hope for the future in their grandiose stories and adventures.  My blogger friends who range in age from 27 to 77 and are so very wise.  The spiritual community is mostly filled with lovely women.  When it comes time to bottom line it, let’s not forget to celebrate the men.

“Women are never disarmed by compliments; men always are.”  ~Oscar Wilde, An Ideal Husband, 1899