If More of Us Would Follow in His Footsteps

Over 25 years ago, I had the great pleasure of meeting this true celebrity. He was the real deal – the same person I saw on PBS stood before me, thanked me for my service to young children, had his assistant take our picture (when he noticed my disappointment that I hadn’t brought my camera), and reminded my mother of the importance of being a grandmother.

A few weeks later, as promised, I received the photos in the mail.

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Me, Mr. Rogers and my mom at an early childhood conference in Anaheim, CA

To this man, no person was “foreign.” They were someone that he had not yet had the pleasure to meet.

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I just bought the new “forever” postage stamp.

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Also watch for upcoming films about him and his limitless love for humanity.

Thank you, Mr. Rogers. You are still an inspiration.

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Why Stifle a Good Thing?

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Do not rain on my parade

unless it’s with feathers,

or glitter

or golden moon powder

You may not like the floats I created

my choice of marching bands

or the tethered balloons

reaching for the endless sky.

Perhaps the spectators are not to your liking

the cheers from old and young alike

may be too loud for your ears.

If you want to rain on my parade

do not come

But if your heart opens

and your mind changes

I will let you in for free.

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Sisters of Mercy

 

Oh the sisters of mercy,

they are not departed or gone.

They were waiting for me

when I thought that I just can’t go on.

And they brought me their comfort

and later they brought me this song.
Oh I hope you run into them,

you who’ve been travelling so long.

Yes you who must leave everything

that you cannot control.
It begins with your family,

but soon it comes around to your soul.

Well I’ve been where you’re hanging,

I think I can see how you’re pinned:

When you’re not feeling holy,

your loneliness says that you’ve sinned.

Well they lay down beside me,

I made my confession to them.

They touched both my eyes

and I touched the dew on their hem.
If your life is a leaf

that the seasons tear off and condemn
They will bind you with love

that is graceful and green as a stem.

When I left they were sleeping,

I hope you run into them soon.
Don’t turn on the lights,

you can read their address by the moon.
And you won’t make me jealous

if I hear that they sweetened your night:
We weren’t lovers like that

and besides it would still be all right,
We weren’t lovers like that

and besides it would still be all right.

–beautifully written by Leonard Cohen

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Recipe for Letting Go

In a cast iron skillet, add:

their negative comments

crass looks

middle fingers

curse words

belittlement

bullying

judgements

betrayal

lies

venom

 

Do NOT let the ingredients boil over, cause a fire, or ruin the pan (you might need it later)

Let simmer for 5 minutes to a near lifetime

until the mixture boils down to nothing but serenity (ignore the initial stench)

Hint: The less it stews, the more time you have for adding fresher vegetables

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Simmer

Why worry for tomorrow?

We know what happened yesterday

we know our  present stint

but what shall come tomorrow, we

have not an ounce of glint

Perhaps that’s for the better, thus

we live life as bestowed

no worry of what if’s and how’s

just watch as it unfolds.

For isn’t it a grander scheme

eyes upward toward the glow

to cast anxieties aside

and let the worries go?

 

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So, you’ve made a mistake. Now what?

Do you wrap your shoulders in guilt?

Does it make you feel better?

Of course not.

You did what you did, but the moment has passed.

Perhaps it is regret that you are feeling.

Regret is better. It means you have taken that nugget,

examined it with neutral hands

and learned from it.

So, you wash your hands with compassionate soap

and remind yourself that you are not a fraud

but a human flawed

like everyone else.

Be brave and accept

being flawed only adds to your perfection.

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