has a rock on his desk. On the one side it says….’Don’t sweat the small stuff.’ And on the other side its says, “And it’s all small stuff.”
I love that saying. It reminds me not to take life too seriously…especially when it gets serious…which happens a lot.
My intention is to love and be happy. That is my mantra, the new canvas I start out with each day, the art that I practice. Some days, just like with anything… I do better than others.
And I love to tell stories. I love it when people laugh at those stories. And even if I’m the only one laughing…well at least there’s one…
Life gives me lots of opportunities to practice my art. It’s like my daily lesson plan. And I am learning. Now when something happens my first thought is (.well… maybe the second thought after the initial ouch subsides) ‘Cool, this is so going in my book. Or, I can’t wait to tell so and so…
I believe that laughter is one of the greatest medicines in the world….feeling good, even better. And if I can bring one smile to someone who is hurting…then I’ve done good.
Wayne Dyer died this past week. When I first heard about it, I couldn’t believe it…it seemed surreal. Then I saw the posts on FB on his page and on others…and it became real to me. I loved his words, his being, his perspective. He was a great spiritual leader, teacher, and writer. He inspired me. He challenged me. He helped me to grow. And I am forever grateful to God for the gift of him.
I was first introduced to him many years ago when my brother gave me one of his earlier works…the book, Pulling Your Own Strings. I think my brother thought I needed some help in that area :). He was right. I read his book and others that followed…my favorite being, Wishes Fulfilled, one of his more recent books. Even though I enjoyed reading his words on paper I loved hearing him speak even more. Every year when it came time for PBS to raise money for their station, Wayne would be one of their key note speakers.
He had a way about him that was so inviting. I loved listening to his stories, sharing his process and growth on his own spiritual journey. His light shined bright. And even though I never met him personally I feel like I lost someone close to me.
In one of his stories he talked about the orbs…and he used photos in his book to show them. I’d never heard of such but after reading his story, I have since seen them in some of my own photographs. To me they are angels watching over us. A nice and comforting thought.
You will be missed but because of your cds, books, videos and your heart….your presence will be forever remembered. God Bless You in your newest journey………….