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The ability not to view our setbacks and failures as something to dwell on. But, as another opportunity for us to move forward and accepting that it’s a part of life.
Resilience can mean different things in different situations. Say, for someone diagnosed with a chronic illness, resilience will be about trying to get the very best out of the time they have left to them.
For someone living in a war-zone, often witnessing death and destruction and experiencing unimaginable emotional turmoil – staying resilient is about keeping themselves, their loved ones, families and those around them alive. Thus, building resilience is a tough process.
Some say; “Failure destroy some people. Others, rises up from the ashes, only to come back stronger” I agree. It’s true that some people are more resilient than others.
But, resilience is not a character trait. It can be learned. It is a process by which we learn to adapt to changes or crisis. Be mindful, we are all unique in how we respond to situations and events. Setbacks and failures will continue to impact us to learn, to take an acceptable risk and grow.
I believe you are more resilient than you think you are. Having said that, I am confident you have the ability to bounce back or even triumph in the face of adversity ………………. Always keep a positive view of yourself and your ability to solve problems. Remember, only you can determine what works for you. Let go the fear and do it. Bounce back as quickly as you can.
Take care and have another week.
Love ……… Peace …….. Understanding ……..
“Life is 10% what happens to you and 90% how you respond to it.”
All of us may have to put up with pain from time to time. At times pain can be daunting. Especially if it is associated with chronic conditions.
However, it is in such situations that an optimistic attitude is invaluable. This will help our body to fight back. A sound understanding of the condition and what are the likely causes will do us a lot of good. You see, anxiety will disrupt our sleep. But, deep sleep is required to support our immune system and to enable our body to accelerate the healing.
So learn to gain control over your pain experience. And try reducing your anxiety towards it by demystifying your situation. So that it will be less frightening and more bearable. At WordPress, I have read of many painful experiences. Many managed their pain very well and is recovering by leaps and bounds.
The success stories I read, inspired me to encourage those I know to sought the appropriate medical treatment to overcome their pain. Some succeeded. Some refused to take the bull by the horns. Some chickened out and some gave justifications as to why they should not proceed to be medically treated after some treatments.
You see, With The Grace Of God, who knows ……………….
Stay healthy, God Bless and have another great weekend !!!
Life Is ……
A Moment With Og Mandino.
“Live this day as if it will be the last.
Remember that you will only find tomorrow on the calenders of fools.
Forget yesterday’s defeats and ignore the problems of tomorrow. This is it. Doomsday.
All you have. Make it the best day of your year. The saddest words you can ever utter are, If I have my life to live once again.
Take the baton, now. Run with it! This is your day!
Beginning today, treat everyone you meet, friend or foe, loved one or stranger, as if they were going dead at midnight. Extend to each person, no matter how trivial the contact, all the care and kindness and understanding and love that you can muster, and do it with no thought of any reward.
Your life will never be the same again.”
~ Og Mandino.
Random Thoughts On Ageing.
Are you satisfied with how you look?
Or, does your self-esteem revolve around your physical appearance?
To many people; “Youth means life and age means death.” Every year, millions are being spent by us on our bodies just to make us outwardly beautiful.
True beauty is not destroyed by age. True beauty is long lasting. It is not reflected in the physical features. But, in spiritual qualities, such as contentment, happiness and peace. And, it improve with the passage of time.
Growing older does not necessarily mean that it is time to sit back in our comfort zone. Growing old means that as we age, we grow. We learn. We discover new passions. New things that excite us and new wisdom. Unfortunately, the sad truth is, fear rob us our courage, enthusiasm and hope.
Learn to accept ageing as grace. Accept what you see in the mirror. Be at peace with yourself as you let go of impossible self-imposed standards. Today, senior citizens can still create a life filled with new experience, inspiration, great achievements and become unstoppable again. The secret to a full life is to have no fear of death. So if you want to enjoy life, …………….. there is only one thing you can do, don’t get old, grow old.
While I was “Counting Blessings On A Beautiful Sunday” recently, Irene Lefort, a fellow blogger exclaimed; “The sixties are the new forties.” She is certainly right. Then, Inga Hel of Iceland explained, “The you inside has no age. He is the same age as he was born and he will stay that way to the end.”
Seniors today have the power to change the world. With knowledge and understanding they can rid themselves of their fears of growing old. As Leigh Peters puts it, “It is when we start acting old, we start looking old.” So let go of your doubts and fears on growing older.
Age is a number that brings along tremendous benefits. “Right now, I love my life right here. I know more of myself than ever before. I feel better about simply “being myself” than ever before – that this is “enough.” It frees up all sorts of energy to explore and expand in ways I never dreamed possible when I was bound in trying to please the world” said the ever graceful Bela.
In hindsight, “Live With Hiccups” sums it up best; “Life passes by so very quickly. It can be very difficult to decide how to get the most out of it. Ironically, we often give our time to those things that are really less important.” Self-awareness empowers, energizes and motivates. It inspires us to achieve and allows us to take pleasure and pride in our achievements.
I love the way Sheila defined Age. She said; “Age is a journey for all of us, different chapters, different seasons, explanations, reasons, understanding. How true. Much as we would like to, we cannot be young forever. The good news is, we now share a broader, updated perspective and definition on ageing. As the Vision Keeper puts it; “Settle back and enjoy the journey.”
Happy growing …………. and Blessings. !!!
A Letter From Mom And Dad.
When I grow old, I hope you understand and have patience with me.
In case, i break a plate, or spill soup on the table because I’m losing my eye sight.
I hope you don’t yell at me.
Older people are sensitive , always having self-pity when you yell.
When my hearing gets worse and I can’t hear, what you’re saying.
I hope you don’t call me, “Deaf.”
Please repeat what you said, or write it down.
I’m sorry, my child.
I’m getting older.
When my knees get weaker, I hope you have the patience to help me get up.
Like how I used to help you while you were little, learning to walk.
Please bear with me.
When I keep repeating myself like a broken record,
I hope you just keep listening to me.
Please don’t make fun of me or, get sick of listening to me.
Do you remember when you were little and wanted a balloon?
You repeated yourself over and over, until you got what you wanted.
Please also pardon my smell.
I smell like an old person.
Please don’t force me to shower. My body is weak. Old people get sick easily when they’re cold.
I hope I don’t gross you out.
Do you remember, when you were little?
I used to chase you around because you didn’t want to shower.
I hope you can be patient with me, when I’m always cranky. Its all part of getting old.
You’ll understand when you’re older and if you have spare time, I hope we can talk, even for a few minutes.
I’m always by myself all the time, and have no one to talk to.
I know you’re busy with work.
Even if you’re not interested with my stories, please have time for me.
Do you remember, when you were little?
I used to listen to your stories about your teddy bear.
When the time comes and I get bedridden, I hope you have the patience to take care of me.
If I wet the bed or make a mess
I hope you have the patience to take care of me during the last few moments of my life.
I’m not going to last much longer, anyway when the time of my death comes, “I hope you hold my hand and give me the strength to face death and don’t worry.
When I finally meet our Creator ………………..
I’ll whisper in His ear ………………….. to bless you because you loved your mom and dad.
Thank you so much for your
We love you
With much love
Mom & Dad
Note: I stumbled upon this at a food outlet recently. It touched my heart and made me think. “A Letter From Mom & Dad” is not only a timely reminder but it touches the soft spot in us so gently – in this wonderfully written, loving letter.
Counting Blessings On A Beautiful Sunday.
Time has a way of whizzing us by. Moving so quickly and catching us unaware of the passing time ………….. It seems, it was only weeks ago, all of us were busy celebrating Thanksgiving, Christmas, followed by a New Year and more recently Valentine’s Day.
It seems, just not too long ago that I was a young, school going lad. Then, a young man – full of confidence, enthusiasm and courage, eager to embark on a journey in search of realizing my dreams and ideals. Got married along the journey, then ……………………… So many Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year and Valentine’s Day had passed, one after another.
Sitting in my garden, looking at the sky, watching the birds and butterflies flying around this beautiful Sunday morning, I wonder where all the years have gone?
I have been either responding or reacting to every event or incident that cropped up in my life to the best I could. So much so, I am now a weather beaten man, so to speak. I know I lived them all.
I know I cannot be young forever. I used to think that winter was still far off. But, here it is, the winter of my life and it catches me by surprise. How did I get here so fast? Where did my years go? And where did my youth go?
As I looked up at the sunny sky in search of some comforting answers, I recalled the beautiful words God said to Joshua once – when he was old and well advanced in years. The Lord said, “You are very old and there are still very large areas of land to be taken over. ”
Ah…….., you see, I told myself, God was not finished with Joshua yet and I believe He is not finished with you yet. He has still more for you to do in His kingdom. So it is only when He call you home that your work, your contribution, will finally be done.
Today, the 19th of February 2012, I have added another year to my life. I have just turned sixty-one. Growing-up and not growing old. As I enter this new season of my life. I am not sure how long the winter will last …………….. You see, our life is like a vapor, it vanishes away …………….. With the Grace of God, I will continue to be useful and productive as I continue my journey in winter.
Peace, Love, Understanding and Blessings, to all of you, my friends. !!!
Love is not possessive.
— 1 Corinthians 13:4 (NAB)
Having taken several wrong turnings and having to ask for directions from some people I met along the way, I finally found the Al Fresco styled seafood restaurant where I made plans to spend an evening.
As I alight from my car, I could hear a live band performing and a huge crowd inside. Having led to a small table, the next thing that captured my attention and that of many other diners, was the beautiful sunset.
Like most diners, I took the opportunity to capture this beautiful evening with our cellphones. Besides, in view of an unexpected crowd, I was forewarned by the captain that I may have to wait up to an hour before my order is served. So I will have to wait, wait and wait.
Not too long my drink arrived together with some tidbits. The crowd got nosier when the band took a brief break. And when they finally came on stage again, the first number they rendered was Herman’s Hermits, “Listen People” to the hungry crowd. Followed by “My Sentimental Friend.” After which, Shirley joined the band and sang Linda Ronstadt’s “Blue Bayou” ………………….
I feel so bad I got a worried mind
I’m so lonesome all the time
Since I left my baby behind
On Blue Bayou
Saving nickles saving dimes
Working til the sun don’t shine
Looking forward to happier times
On Blue Bayou
I’m coming back someday
Come what may
To Blue Bayou
Where the folks are fine
And the world is mine
On Blue Bayou
Darkness had enveloped the entire place by then. I suddenly remember Jackie. Someone who had been a part of my life for a few years before she finally succumbed to cancer in the mid-nineties. This was also one of her favorite songs and I have the strange feeling of her sitting next to me, happily listening and as usual moving her body in tempo with her favorite song.
We were a very happy couple those days. Initially she took great care of me. And we traveled a fair bit together. Then, when she was diagnosed with cancer, Jackie became a totally different person. Soon she was in and out of the hospital. And after a brief period of fighting with the disease, Jackie, an orphan, was finally laid to rest in peace forever. It was an agonizing thing those days but ……
Where those fishing boats
With their sails afloat
If I could only see
That familiar sunrise
Through sleepy eyes
How happy I’d be
Gonna see my baby again
Gonna be with some of my friends
Maybe I’ll feel better again
On Blue Bayou ………………………………
(Photo – courtesy of: Reflections http://jinjersam.wordpress.com)
“Treasure each other in the recognition that we do not know how long we shall have each other.”
~ Jousha Liebman’
In hindsight, all of us long to be free from our emotional pain and suffering. But, at times, we may have to struggle and struggle very hard in order to understand life, our role, our purpose in it and struggle with so many uncertainties. The sorrow may remain for a season or two, but, wherever love is, love helps us to be free. Because instead of feeling separate from our loved ones, love help us to realize that we are not alone.
May you rest in peace Jackie.