The Change-Worker…

by Edgar A. Guest

A feller don’t start in to think of himself, an’
the part that he’s playin’ down here,
When there’s nobody lookin’ to him fer support,
an’ he don’t give a thought to next year.
His faults don’t seem big an’ his habits no worse
than a whole lot of others he knows,
An’ he don’t seem to care what his neighbors may
say, as heedlessly forward he goes.
He don’t stop to think if it’s wrong or it’s right;
with his speech he is careless or glib,
Till the minute the nurse lets him into the room
to see what’s asleep in the crib.

An’ then as he looks at that bundle o’ red, an’ the
wee little fingers an’ toes,
An’ he knows it’s his flesh an’ his blood that is there,
an’ will be just like him when it grows,
It comes in a flash to a feller right then, there is
more here than pleasure or self,
An’ the sort of a man his baby will be is the sort
of a man he’s himself.
Then he kisses the mother an’ kisses the child, an’
goes out determined that he
Will endeavor to be just the sort of a man that
he’s wantin’ his baby to be.

A feller don’t think that it matters so much what
he does till a baby arrives;
He sows his wild oats an’ he has his gay fling an’
headlong in pleasure he dives;
An’ a drink more or less doesn’t matter much
then, for life is a comedy gay,
But the moment a crib is put in the home, an’ a
baby has come there to stay,
He thinks of the things he has done in the past,
an’ it strikes him as hard as a blow,
That the path he has trod in the past is a path
that he don’t want his baby to go.

I ain’t much to preach, an’ I can’t just express
in the way that your clever men can
The thoughts that I think, but it seems to me now
that when God wants to rescue a man
From himself an’ the follies that harmless appear,
but which, under the surface, are grim,
He summons the angel of infancy sweet, an’ sends
down a baby to him.
For in that way He opens his eyes to himself, and
He gives him the vision to see
That his duty’s to be just the sort of a man that
he’s wantin’ his baby to be.

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Quotable Quote: True compassion…

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A THOUGHT FOR TODAY:

“True compassion is more than flinging a coin to a beggar; it is not haphazard and superficial. It comes to see that an edifice that produces beggars needs restructuring.

-Martin Luther King, Jr., civil-rights leader (1929-1968)”

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Copyright © 2013. Catherine Ann Crout-Habel

I Won’t Fix You…I’ll Love You

What If Today...

“A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself.” ~ Jim Morrison

There’s a different kind of energy when doing anything with a friend – someone who might not enjoy what you do but, nonetheless, enjoys you. I have friends like that. Is there any other kind? I don’t think so.

Yesterday I stood on the porch of a new friend and heard my new friend describe me as her soulmate.

I laughed…and was touched.

Women are good for each other. What had happened for that relationship to blossom and grow in such a short time? As I reflected on the few hours we spent together yesterday and the weeks prior I saw a common thread: we just enjoyed each other’s company. I let her expose her true feelings about a past relationship that she was grieving, giving her permission to vent without judgement. I…

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Walking With Grandma

Walking with Grandma

Many thanks to my precious niece, M’Lainie, for the sharing.  Have no idea to whom I should attribute this wonderful work. If you know, please tell me so they can be appropriately acknowledged. It is just far too beautiful to not share further. Cheers, Catherine.  

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On behalf of yes… by Seth Godin

Seth Godin

“On behalf of yes

Yes, it’s okay to ship your work.

Yes, you’re capable of making a difference.

Yes, it’s important.

Yes, you can ignore that critic.

Yes, your bravery is worth it.

Yes, we believe in you.

Yes, you can do even better.

Yes.

Yes is an opportunity and yes is an obligation. The closer we get to people who are confronting the resistance on their way to making a ruckus, the more they let us in, the greater our obligation is to focus on the yes.

There will always be a surplus of people eager to criticize, nitpick or recommend caution. Your job, at least right now, is to reinforce the power of the yes.”

This quote has been taken directly from the Blog of Seth Godin whose writing always nurtures and inspires me. You can Click here to go to this particular post where you might like to stay awhile and have a look around. It may just be your “cup a cha” too ….

Thanks Seth and thanks also to my eldest child, Cullen Habel, for the introduction.

Copyright © 2013. Seth Godin

No Problem!!!

Thankyou to Ganesh for this reminder…

Known is a drop, Unknown is an Ocean

“The problem is not that there are problems. The problem is expecting otherwise and thinking that having problems is a problem.” (Theodore Rubin)

Even if we discount all those pseudo-problems (such as worry), that are created by dysfunctional thinking, there still remains the fact that “having problems” seems to be the norm in most people’s lives. Relationships, finances, work, health… if it’s not one thing, it’s something else. So, can we accept the possibility that comfort and security are not the ultimate purpose of human existence – and that consciousness evolves and awakens through facing discomfort and insecurity? Can we accept that we may be here to be challenged, and so no longer resent the fact that we have problems? Can we accept each moment as it is?

The paradox is that, when we live like that, with no resentment and no complaining, not only do solutions appear more quickly…

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You Are Very Special

In all the world  there is nobody, nobody like you
Since the beginning of time there has never been another person
Like you

Nobody has your smile, your eyes, your hands, your hair
Nobody owns your handwriting, your voice
You’re special

Nobody can paint your brushstrokes.
Nobody has your taste for food or music or dance or art
Nobody in the universe sees things as you do.
In all time there has never been anyone who laughs
in exactly your way, and what makes you laugh or cry or think
May have a totally different response in another.
So – You’re Special

You’re different from any other person
Who has ever lived in the history of the universe
You are the only one in the whole creation
Who has your particular set of abilities
There is always someone who is better at one thing or another
Everyone is your superior in at least one way
Nobody in the universe can reach the quality of combination
of your talents, your feelings.
Like a roomful of musical instruments some might excel in
one way or another
But nobody can match the symphonic sound when all are
played together.
Your Symphony.
Through all eternity no one will ever walk, talk, think or do exactly
like you
You’re Special
You’re Very Special

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Adapted from the work of an unknown poet and dedicated to all of our Ancestors.
In telling their stories we continue to honour them, appreciate the differences and
give thanks.

Copyright © 2012. Catherine Ann Crout-Habel