Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Pearls of Wisdom

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With curls of black hair framing intelligent blue eyes, Debbie speaks with a calm, soothing voice that is like a hug.  More importantly, the words that come from her are imbued with deep understanding and derive their power from love.  She is a wellspring of life.

With each conversation, I have the urge to write things down, so that I can hold onto each pearl of wisdom. So many come from her that I can string a necklace that is beautiful, timeless, and ethereal --yet as unbreakable as steel.

I know, as her words have been lifelines in times of great need.

I will hold one thing that she said to me today close to my heart, another pearl to my necklace.  She said, "Love supports, not endures."

Debbie helps me to be my best self and to work from a place of compassion and service.  I am lucky to have an angel in my midst.

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

The Remedy

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Negative energy spreads quickly. Like the flu, the impact of unkind words infects others, jumping from one person to the next. Complaining and gossiping, soured moods and dour faces, malaise and apathy, and lost time and productivity unfold as side effects in a sick world.

Luckily, Nancy Troeger, my colleague, had the remedy.  The recipe was simple and familiar: honesty, respect, kindness, and responsibility. One dose of our Honor Code, and we were as right as rain. 

She employed honesty as a way to have a respectful and kind conversation with the original host, listening but also communicating the widespread impact of actions taken in anger.  By taking responsibility and speaking her truth, Nancy demonstrated our core values.

Monday, September 16, 2013

The Gift

"The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are." -- Joseph Campbell

One thing that chronic pain does is stop you in your tracks.  Literally.

After a long day of work, I paused before my front walkway.  I gathered my resolve, steeling myself to take the first, agonizing step.  I looked up and in front of me unfolded a stunning view of grass blooms glowing in the late afternoon light.

Without the gift of pain, I often wonder how many sacred moments I would miss as I hurried and fretted my way through life. By slowing down, I see.