Eye Opener…

My eyes were opened and now I can see! Why I hear you asking? Answer, (laughing) I got glasses! At 55 years of age (not sense) I have succumbed to reading glasses. I honestly thought I could see well enough, it was poor lighting or faded print, my eyes were tired. The funny thing is I actually believed those excuses, even after an eye exam and being handed a prescription for glasses. It wasn’t until I put the glasses on that everything was clear and in focus!

Now after getting my vision in focus, I started thinking about all the other issues I’m not admitting to seeing clearly. What if I took time to admitting my nearsightedness with things like procrastination, confrontations and control. Maybe I’d see clearer and enjoy a more focused approach to living. What a concept! Imagine living life 20/20 I can see it clearly now, can you?

 

Ginnie

 

Fifty Five…

“The days they pass so quickly now nights are seldom long” Opening lines of the second verse of John Denver’s Poems Prayers and Promises. Pretty much describes life  at fifty… Today I turned fifty-five, how that happened is still a mystery to me! Being fifty-five isn’t nearly as scary as getting here and not realizing how!

I’ve never really thought about age as a number and truthfully the only age that bothered me was thirty-five. There is something about the fives – Mid decade that always gives me pause. I guess it’s a place to reflect on the decade you’re in and the one that’s approaching. There has been a lot of reflection these past few days on living a Good Life – Not in the “Jet Set” fashion, but being good and doing good. Leaving this planet better than you found it. My hope is to do that until I breathe my last breath…

As for today, I celebrated with the people who are closest to me, whether it was by phone, facebook or over a steak dinner. I am blessed with their presence – Life is made special by the people in it…

here is to another forty-five, I planning on 100!

Ginnie

When To Let Go…

We are often unknowingly held hostage by our own ego. After conversing with a friend over an incident she felt  she could have handled better. It got me to thinking of similar circumstances in my career and what I’ve learned.

First we often take things too personally; we take too much of the blame and credit in situations involving others. Remind yourself there are two individuals coming from  different perspectives – We see things differently…

Secondly everything happens for a reason; Success and or failures are both lessons to be learned for our personal growth… How we handle them is a test of our spiritual growth…

When we learn to let go of hurt, angst and confusion (negative ego identifications) and start coming from forgiveness, joy and love (Spiritual consciousness) – In how we view our work, lives, and selves, we not only Let Go we Let God…

Namaste,

Ginnie

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

Charlie…

Today’s blog is dedicated to my cousin Charlie. Today he turns 60! He’s been in my life or should I say I’ve been in his life 54.10 of those 60 years. He lived next door to me for many of those years, and still is my mom’s neighbor. Charl is more of a brother than a cousin.

You see he is an only child and with us living next door to each other, certain responsibilities were given to him regarding me. Such as walking with me to the school bus (back in the day meant a half mile walk to the corner of the road – not to the edge of the driveway). He taught me how to shoot a basket ball, how to gap spark plugs, and how to build model cars you know – The usual stuff…

We have so many shared memories, some fun like shooting hoops in his driveway. Some very scary like the day he witnessed his dad’s fatal heart attack. There are the poignant times like when he helped me bring my dog Abby to Angel Memorial Hospital in Boston even though he knew there was no hope for her.

He has been and continues to be  a blessing in my life, and to think not too long ago we almost lost him. Like his father he had a heart attack, only he was lucky EMS resuscitated him. He never talks about it although he lives everyday fully. Here’s hoping he has many more!

Happy 60th Charl

Gin

 

Years

I seem to always be caught unaware of passing time. Until I something shakes me out of the living day to day and makes me realize its been years!

I’ve had a couple of realizations lately the first was the passing of a friend’s mother. Not only was Lucy Gerrie’s mom she was one of the first nursing assistants I worked with at Union-Trusedale Hospital. Realizing that all happened thirty-two years ago! The irony Lucy was 55 years old – I’ll be that in March. Which scares me because looking back thirty-two years seems like yesterday.

The second realization came watching a You Tube video of my nephew winning a bowling tournament. He just turned twenty-two and he only lived near me for three of those years. The rest of our interactions have been via phone, visits back and forth and now the internet. So much time and life has passed for us both, yet so little time together.

I guess these realizations are meant for me to be more aware of my day to day living – Understanding that life is going on and I should be paying attention. Because Years pass quickly…

Namaste,

Ginnie

Passing…

I just found out from a friends Facebook post that her cat passed. It made me think of how much time has gone by since she brought the furry friend home. These kind of thoughts are like a sweater unraveling and I started thinking of all the people and events that have passed in that time. We’ve lost friends and loved ones. Some of us have lost jobs and homes. We’ve lived through terror and heartache. Then I thought of all the babies we’ve welcomed, the weddings we’ve celebrated. Careers have been launched and life is still being lived. The cycle continues, old makes way for new and so it goes; Time Passing…

RIP Emmie

 

Ginnie