Intersecting…

I’ve had to attend several wakes and funerals these past few months. These gatherings got me to thinking not so much about death but about life. More specifically how our lives often intersect each other.

Today as I sat during the funeral mass of a friends mother and saw all the people in the church. I couldn’t help noticing how many lives this woman touched directly or indirectly and the imprint she made on those lives. ¬†Listening to the priest speak of her work at a local bank. I wondered if she waited on me when I lived in Newport?

As my eyes scanned the room there were the familiar faces of parents whose children I once taught. As we all exited ¬†at the end of the service; A few of those parents approached me, filling me in on their childrens’ lives. I started to wonder about all the intersecting my life has done. Praying that there were more good than bad encounters. Which inspired me to be kinder to those who cross my path…

I guess the way to live an inspired life, is to know one day it will end…

Blessings,

Ginnie

As I See IT

After having a great heart to heart with a friend today, concerning our individual lives and the “drama” that occasionally surrounds them. I’ve come to this conclusion. We can’t ever figure out what another is thinking because it will never be; As I See It!

Just like the blind men trying to describe the different parts of an elephant we all have our own unique perspective – That’s good – Just don’t expect everyone to share yours. Their views might be coming from the tail rather than the trunk.

The most important thing is we learn to respect one another’s views without feeling we have impose or compromise our own. Simply agree to disagree. Not always easy I know but it beats any other alternative. Strictly my opinion…

Namaste,

Ginnie