A Grateful Heart is a Happy Heart
Thank you all for helping me make 2014 such a success!
Thank you all for helping me make 2014 such a success!
I wonder if you have ever read this story?
If you haven’t, please do. If you have, then you will most likely enjoy reading it again.
This is my favorite story in the whole wide world.
“There’s no place like home for the holidays and no matter how far away you roam, if you want to be happy in a million ways, for the holidays you can’t beat home sweet home.”
I love that sentiment. Come to think of it – who will you be hosting this holiday season? Will your table include a place setting for your dearly departed loved ones? If that thought has not yet crossed your mind please allow me to share with you…
Have you ever wondered what it would feel like if you were eternally accompanied by someone who loves you as deeply as you love him or her? Someone who ‘has your back’ and is always available to provide advice and guidance?
We love waving our flags as much as the next ‘guy’.
We love celebrating and we welcome every reason to do so.
Most of all we love connecting and communicating with you – those in the here and now… our loved ones in form.
But here’s our struggle (this is where we get stuck.)…
I didn’t rail against society and its conventional standards. I longed to be seen as ‘normal’. My valiant attempts to ‘change’ and be like ‘them’ never worked.
I stood out.
I stood apart.
I wasn’t unpopular – I just never fit in.
Fitting in didn’t feel like a good fit.
The act of letting go of an addiction … self-love at its finest.
Letting go of an unhealthy relationship … again, self- love and deep love for the person you are releasing.
However, in my experience the greatest act of letting go is mustering up the strength, putting on a brave face and encouraging our loved one to let go, so they may become free from disease, decline, and suffering. We gather round, our hearts aching, and hold the space in which they will transition to their new life, assuring them they are free to discard their bodies and fly high.
While we are on the subject of listening, I just have to share my thoughts on a subject near and dear to my heart – my mother, Leah.