One Trick Pony…

You can have everything in life you want, if you will just help other people get what they want. ~ Zig Ziglar

I just love when…Bertha…can’t directly get my attention…she starts sending me messages in other ways…usually…multiple times…and so it was with the above quote…first I saw it on Facebook…and it reminded me of my friend who is always doing so much to help others…so I shared it on her page…but…evidently…it was meant for me as well…because it showed up the next morning in a blog that I subscribe to…

This one is a bit hard for me…not that I don’t enjoy helping other people…I love that…it’s just…when do I have the time to do what I need to do…if I’m spending it helping others…

Bertha…says…not to worry…Zig doesn’t say that I have to do it all…alone…take care of myself and everyone else…the implication…is that when I am giving to others…that things will flow back to me…either by someone else helping me…or…that they’ll just go easier…being in the right place at the right time kind of thing…

The trick is…to allow that help to come to me…that’s not easy for me…Mama says that at two I stomped my foot and said…NO! I’ll do it myself…and…I guess I haven’t changed that much over the years…somehow thinking that in doing it…myself…I was somehow proving I was a strong person…letting go of that stubborn independence…is tough for me…but…just for today…I’m going to try…

Jane

Talk is Free…Thankfully…

I’m writing this blog today…because…I have freedom of speech…I have the right…to say…what I choose to…and…to post it on the worldwide web…that is a right…that I don’t take lightly…because…it came with a price…

The price was originally paid…by our forefathers…who…fought for…and…then…penned our Constitution…and…soldiers…have been paying regular installments…ever since…

That’s something that I’m ashamed to say…I don’t think about every day…it is easy to get involved with the intricacies of my life…and…forget…that there are men and women…who at this very moment…are paying for my right to speak…

I’m humbled…how do I repay someone…who is paying for my right to speak…to write…to be free…

Bertha…says…that…I do that…by…living my truth…by fully exercising my right to say what I believe…to be who I truly am…to enjoy my life…the freedom that I have…to be and do and say…what I want…

She then reminds me…that I was born on Memorial Day…many years ago…when it was still celebrated on May 30th…and…that date…wasn’t an accident…I was two weeks late…and…arrived…just five minutes after midnight…she…says…the timing of my birth…is why…I’ve always…felt the need to serve others…with my words…

Now…she’s no astrologer…and…I’m not sure about all of that…but…today…I am thankful…for the privilege of writing…of speaking my mind…and…for the men and women…over the years…who have given their service…even their lives…to our country…to ensure my right to do so…

Thank you!

Jane