Saying No and Letting Go

Sometimes, I make a plan to push the start button on a project and I hesitate; I turn around; I change my mind or the project is removed from me. Occasionally, I have a regret about that but sometimes, I feel just fine with not having taken the next step. Some little inner voice (some call it Intuition, their Guardian Angel, the Holy Spirit or God's Divine Grace - I like to refer to them as my Congregation of the Positive Collective) tells me to let it go and that it was not for me.

After some thinking, I realize that had I gone ahead and pushed that button, I would have let myself into a world of hurt as it was the wrong path for me to choose; not that the project or the people involved were bad but it was just not for me at that time. This has been the case for me recently in regards to me seeking a new musical project to be a part of. I know I have the talent and the desire - that is not the problem. There is something that I need to do FIRST and THAT is what I will be working on NEXT. I am NOT giving up - I just have some things that I need to LET GO.

Don't be afraid to say no sometimes and don't be afraid to let go when necessary. Saying no and letting go can clear the pathway that leads to your goal.

<3 Always & Peace ∞
06042013 - CAG

Spring Cleaning...

Yesterday, I had a moment when I lost my hold on peace because, yes, some people have an extra dose of stupid and they were sharing that stupidity with anyone in the vicinity. I can only hope that today, they keep their ridiculousness to themselves.

Stay in your apartment, office, cube, section. STAY IN YOUR LANE.
Don't TRY to infect us with your ignorance, cowardly heart, your sheeple attitude.

DO NOT MERGE with those of us who have COMPASSION, COMMON SENSE and the desire to THINK FOR OURSELVES.

Ridding myself of your negative energy and hateful vibe; your constrictive behavior, short sighted thinking and  acidic tongue.  I LEAVE you behind.  BE GONE.  I'll view your sorry ignorance in my REAR VIEW.

#justdon'tunderstandsomefolkUGH

Mother's Day - the Dialogue of Love

As a mother - I cannot quite find the words that help me express all the emotions that come with this blessing of the titles of motherhood.  My kids are all adults now and we laugh and joke and I genuinely enjoy them.  I think the feeling is mutual.  For you young mother’s out there I wanted to see if you notice some of the things that I did with mine when they were young.  There is a code language used by children to when calling their mothers…in my house the words were used like this:

Mom – almost always when they want or don’t want something, which means always…all the dingdongdadgummit hallelujah time.  “Mom can I…mom why is it…mom I don’t want to…mom why can’t I go…Mom I want…Mom did you…” It was all the time, do you hear me?  ALL.  THE.  TIME.

Ma – has been used on occasion when they’ve messed up something as in “Ma – can you come here a minute something is wrong with…”  “Ma the washing machine is broken…” “Ma, do you know where…” “Ma you have to buy me…” the use of this term has, in my case at least, been the reason for my blood pressure rising and my bank account shrinking since it usually involves a repairman, a trip to the store, or a bottle of wine and some Tylenol.

Mommy – this heart rending term is usually accompanied by tears, screaming, pain (theirs physically, mine emotionally) a kiss, a whisper, a hug, blowing on the bloody boo boo (which if memory serves correct when I was a child serves as a diversionary tactic only) bandages, a call and possibly a subsequent visit to the doctor and a struggle to get them to take medication colored neon pink which tastes like chalk. This always results in loss of sleep, paid sick days, patience and weight since you won’t be eating until the ailment has passed the critical stage and let’s face it when you’re a mother even a snotty nose can be critical if you don’t have tissue.

Mother – used when being talked about to others who don’t know or who are not related to subject in question.  Such as in “My mother is going to kill me”.  “My mother is nuts have you heard her talk about survival tactics?”  “Did you tell your mother?  NO I am NOT telling your mother YOU tell her”  “Your mother is going to flip when she finds out, let’s keep this between us, let me handle it” (this last one is a paraphrase that may have been used on many occasions by their dad or grandparents – and yeah I knew about it or suspected it all anyway)

I admit being a Mother is a FULL TIME- LIFE TIME job. I WILL LOVE MY CHILDREN DEEPLY TRULY and FOREVER NO MATTER WHAT.  

With all that I’ve gone through with raising them, I wouldn’t have changed a darn thing for all the money in the world…well maybe a few of those 3 am feedings…the projectile vomiting disaster of 1996…the Karo syrup episode of ’94…the bug consumption horror in Colonial Heights, VA w/Babs…the mass hair grease deposit of ’93…the cupcake explosion in the back of  my dad’s car in ’92…

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY TO ALL

<3 Always & Peace ∞

Channeling Peace

Channeling an armor of peace to get me through today.  Just reading up on the news is a sign of a world spiraling in chaos.
 
May YOU find a moment of peace to latch onto and get you through the day; past the irate and unreasonable; past the miserable and hate filled; past the loneliness and grief; past the sadness and pain; past the obstacles of life...

There is hope and peace to be found.  I find mine by taking to my knees in prayer. May you find yours in a way that fills you with light.

Find HOPE for the PEACE of YOU
<3 Always & Peace Forever
- CAG 03152013

The Blessings of Bonds

I came across this FB post this morning - I wrote it back in 2011 and wanted to share it again today...

Blessings...abound. Where are they? They’re everywhere! Take last night for instance. I saw them in the faces of my family and friends - those I see everyday and those that I maybe only see once in awhile. Blessings…abound. I even see them when I think fondly of those I don't see as often as I should, or in the memory of those who have passed on. I see them in my friends both near and far. I hear them through the words we share. In the letters, emails and texts we write to each other.

Bonds...my bonds with my family; my bonds with my friends, they are tight, strong and everlasting. Even tenuous bonds created in the exploration of new relationships are blessings. The beautiful thing is that it costs nothing to deepen your bond…you do that by sharing love. Bonds are like the thick braids of shipping rope, the strands are many and coiled tightly, repeatedly; intertwined to form a rope that can be thick as a forearm or as thin as the finger. The rope’s size and strength varies upon its need.

Familial and friendship bonds are strengthened with a call, a visit, a letter…I know there are bonds that I need to strengthen, as I’ve been remiss with some people I love dearly. I know I’m going to have to be more diligent in strengthening my bonds. There are bonds that I have which are so strong that they make me float in joy every day. Others, well there are others I need to work on. To be honest, there may even be a few that I need to cut. But that is for another post. This one is about the bonds that build up and empower you.
How about you? Who are you bonded with? Do they feel the bond you share? Strengthen your bonds…and watch the blessings for everyone intertwined in that bond grow.
- C. A. Griffin

Saturday's Missive - March 9 2013:

It used to be that one of the things I craved most was to sleep in; to sleep past ten in the morning and maybe roll out of bed in time for lunch.

Now, I wake up at 6:00 am EVERYDAY and not simply because I HAVE to but because I WANT to. I want to squeeze all the time I can out of each day. Is it because I'm older? Maybe, but I think it's because I know that each day is a gift that I want to unwrap and enjoy while I can. I want to truly live each day.

I want to savor the laughter, the smiles - no matter how few of them there may be due to a difficult circumstance. I want to cherish the heartfelt moments of uniting with work-family, church-family and blood family. I want to celebrate each day.

I want to shed the tears of sadness and feel the solace offered through a kind word, a touch, an embrace. Yes, I want this too because I cannot avoid them, I must go through them, live them and heal from them - no matter how slowly or painful it maybe. I don't have a choice, so let me mourn and remember and heal. I want to heal a little more each day.

I want to pray the prayer of gratitude; the prayer for strength and peace, the prayer for divine intervention; the prayer for unity and enlightenment. I want to pray each day.

I want to truly live each day.

 LIVE TRULY for the Life of You.

 ♥ Always & Peace Forever

Pray earnestly, travel safely, arrive joyously, depart exuberantly;

Relax completely, party hardy, read voraciously and play delightfully.

In other words…LIVE.

Grace, Passion and Serenity…my GPS for Living this weekend.

May it also be yours.

LIVE for the Life of You.

<3 Always & Peace Forever.