|Russell R. Shippee
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November 13, 2012
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"No wind is favorable to the sailor who has no destination in mind." You are setting the shape of your sails --your intent --into the great wind of life."
"Change your thoughts and you change your world."
Norman Vincent Peale
"What is not started today is never finished tomorrow"
"Inaction breeds doubts and fear. Action breeds confidence and courage. If you want to conquor fear, do not sit at home and think about it. Get out and get busy"
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The poem from last week certainly struck a nerve. I've included it again this week in case any of you missed it.
This week the article is about the Storm. See how it relates to your life and what value it might have for you.
Here in the United States Thanksgiving is right around the corner. People are talking about the holidays and the end of the year. Why, with the presidential election over, people need something to look forward to. It's time to think about what we are thankful for.
Sure, most of us have had ups and downs in 2012. Now is the time to think about what we are grateful for. It's also time to address those things we want and need to do before the end of the year.
It's time. The time is NOW.
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We all have storms in our lives. What's your current storm?
On the east coast, we just had a '100 year storm', hurricane, or nor'eastor depending on what you want to call it. There were many deaths, destruction of property, loss of power, and disruption to lives. It has been a far reaching and devastating storm for many. It was a natural disaster, the scope of which the world has seen several times in the past few years.
Then, we have our own personal storms:
Death of a loved one
Illness - physical or mental
A romance or friendship lost
Loss of a job, income
Recovering from a storm can take years, and some of us never fully recover. It does not seem fair, but it is life and we all have storms to deal with. It's not the storm, it's how we deal with it. Ideally, we can learn from the storm and end up a better person in the process.
Death of a loved one is the ultimate storm for all of us. It's a loss that leaves us empty and wanting, wanting one more day, one more good time. We know it's the natural process, it will happen, but when it does, it still hurts.
In death we also find life. The people, the friends, and those reaching out. While it's overwhelming in the beginning, it's heartwarming. Friends that have drifted return. People reach out. You realize what you already knew, people are wonderful, people will go out of their way to help you.
We find reasons to live in death. It's for the others left behind, it's for family and close friends, and it's for the chance to help others. Little children are such inspirations. We think we are helping them. I'm not sure. I think they help us as much, or more, than we help them.
People come into our lives when we need them or they need us. They weave in and out over the years. During a storm, old friends and new ones arrive, at the right time, with the right skills to assist. We only know it when we look back after the fact. What we need, who we need, is always there, at the right time, when we need them most. Isn't that comforting and wonderful?
The right people at the right time. It's amazing.
When our world seems to have come to an end, we realize it's a new beginning. Not one we asked for, perhaps not one we want to have, but it's new, and, over time, we find solace in it, and a reason to carry on. We find others who have walked this new road ahead of us, and they help. We have guides, and at this time, new guides.
Embrace the storm. Face it and work with it. Find the good, find the lesson, and go forth. We can't change it, but we can stop fighting and work with it.
Gone From My Sight
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength and I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says, "There! She's Gone!"
Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear her load of living weight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, "There! She's Gone!" There are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout, "There she comes!"
And that is dying.
Henry Van Dyke