Tuesday, June 25, 2019

Father's Day Thanks

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Thanks to all Fathers! Thanks to my father! Thanks to my mother's father. Thanks to their fathers!

My father died at 50. I'm now approaching my 60th birthday. He struggled with what he wanted to "be", all his life. For the last part of his life, he made some choices that were difficult for me to understand and remain so. As for the rest of his life, he was an inspiration and a role model; a father, a doctor, a US Navy Officer, an above average piano player (he said he had aspirations to be a concert pianist), always thin, kind to others. Thanks Dad!

A lot of fathers struggle with what their role should be; macho, kind, strong, emotional, loving, disciplined. I know because I struggled as a father. But all should know, that each of us is trying to the best of our abilities.

Thanks to all Fathers!

Pithy Saying: By expressing my feelings and experiences in writing, I can cope more effectively with the challenges in my life. Start a journal .... heh I'm kinda doing this one!

Friday, June 7, 2019

Thank you Sandee - My Root Guru Master Yoga Teacher

Today I'd like to thank my yoga teacher, Sandee Versace (here on Facebook).

I take her yoga classes four times a week. She is an inspiration. I know she is not perfect, but she keeps herself in fantastic shape. She always changes up her classes so they never get boring. After class, we talk about our children, our partners (a little), and our lives. She pushes me to stay physically fit. She loves my ujjai breath. She tells me that she misses me when I miss her class. I am one of her only male regulars, there are one or two others, though. I tease her by saying she is my Root Guru Master Yoga Teacher ... each time the title gets longer.

thanks Sandee! (especially for the nice hugs, when we know we won't see each other for awhile!)

Pithy comment: Watch a sunrise at least once a year. (From Life's Little Instructions)

Tuesday, June 4, 2019

Thanks to all workers

This thought of gratitude came into my mind as I was reflecting on my dive yesterday with a dive master that I paid to be my guide. The guide was a young lady who had got her degree in Ocean Science. She wants to get a Master's Degree in Environmental Policy, which re-affirmed my faith in our youth doing the right thing despite our current presidential dementia. While I did pay her for her guiding job, she performed the job with professionalism, joy, and vigor. So I'd like to thank all the guides and dive masters who have helped me on dives where they have been around.

Even though people are paid to do their jobs, most people do the jobs with a positive attitude, with an idea of "no harm to others" shall come from my work. A meditation I've been pondering is to reflect on all those people who held me for the first 48 hours of my life here on Earth. From my mother's womb, nurses, midwives, doctors, and my mother held me gently, swaddled me, fed me, cleaned me and soothed and cuddled me. From then until now countless people have assisted me in my daily living without me even being conscious of it.

Thanks to all the workers and others who make my life possible.

Pithy statement: By expressing my feeling and experiences in writing I can cope more effectively with the challenges in my life. Begin writing in a journal. (Well I am trying to do this gratitude blog daily <grin>)