The New Serenity Prayer God, grant me the serenity to accept the people I cannot change, which is pretty much everyone, since I’m clearly not you, God. At least not the last time I checked.
And while you’re at it, God, please give me the courage to change what I need to change about myself, which is frankly a lot, since, once again, I’m not you, which means I’m not perfect. It’s better for me to focus on changing myself than to worry about changing other people, who, as you’ll no doubt remember me saying, I can’t change anyway.
Finally, give me the wisdom to just shut up whenever I think that I’m clearly smarter than everyone else in the room, that no one knows what they’re talking about except me, or that I alone have all the answers.
Basically, God, grant me the wisdom to remember that I’m not you. Amen
I went for my first walk in months this morning. It was chilly but absolutely beautiful. On my playlist was Michael McDonald. I love all of his music including his songs when he was with The Doobie Brothers.
As I listened to the lyrics of “Ya Mo Be There” I found a sense of comfort knowing that no matter what I’m going through right now I have a “Higher Power” that will always be there. Sometimes I don’t feel that way but today as I listened to Michael belt out this tune, I had a sense of comfort. Who knows, maybe it was just being outside with a blue sky above me surrounded by hills still covered in snow.
I’m sure many people don’t realize what the meaning of “Ya Mo B There” means or even understand the true meaning of the lyrics.
The actual spelling of the song title is Yah Mo B There. Yah is a shortened version of Yahweh, which means God in Hebrew. So the title literally means “God will be there” and is interpreted as “God be with you.”
Ingram and McDonald spelled things differently so as not to scare anyone away. Good idea! The title has perplexed people since 1983. Another fast fact, the idea behind the song was the religious teaching that nothing can save mankind except our Father in Heaven.
I’m not sure if anyone reading my post believes in a higher power. However, those who do have their own interpretation. For some, higher power is God, for others it’s the Universe. Some refer to their higher power as the outdoors, a sunset, the ocean….regardless what your belief is we can all agree that we have a higher power who can save us, guide us, comfort us and when the world around us is as zany and crazy as it is today, we have a higher power that can even restore mankind.
With that said, Ya Mo B There merits a share today. Happy Sunday.
Autumn completes herself as she fades more and more into the dark and quiet of this last month’s hours. It is the way of all living things…A way of living passes. Sacred traditions mark the change. Some celebrate the everlasting evenscent, while others mark great events that punctuate history. Stars, night, silence, and time become the background for musing and meditation, What moves everything?” we ask. It is a question better answered by wonder than by reason…To know the secret of the night, we learn how to sit with the darks inside us until they yield what someone has called ” the transcending third.”
When we go into the inner desert, we appreciate for the first time just how much unnecessary baggage we carry around. We see and gasp at the incredible artificiality of our old way of life, the flimsiness of our old values, the duplicity of our old self. The process is harrowing because it rips away everything by which we’ve defined ourselves. But this desert dying, this going under, is a necessary condition for the kind of “ineffable joy” and “wonderful light” that suffused Francis at the end of his time in the pit.
—from the book Perfect Joy: 30 Days with Francis of Assisi by Kerry Walters
My brother and I grew up listening to Creedence Clearwater. My dad was a huge fan. Anytime we hear a CCR tune we are triggered to reflect on fond memories of my dad. Hey Tonight and Have You Ever Seen The Rain in particular are two songs that definitely have my dads name all over them.
I heard this particular song the other day. Like always I thought of my dad. It’s a really beautiful song. I also found myself reflecting on fond memories but I also pondered the current events happening in this country right now as I listened to the lyrics. In my opinion, we are all on a journey. Some of us our drifters, adventurers or if you’re like me a free spirit. Some of us are trying to find our way in all of this darkness. The good news is there are so many light workers out there spreading that light in all of this darkness helping those lost souls find our way home.
I’m sharing my thoughts and this song as a reminder that we all have to shine our light as bright as possible. In doing so, together we can create a light so bright we will help those who are struggling find their way home.
There are two meanings of this song found on Wikipedia.
John Fogerty biographer Thomas M. Kitts describes the song as depicting a “world-weary figure,” perhaps Jeremiah, who “undertakes an uncertain journey.” The singer is confident as long as he “can see the light.” Kitts points out that the word light has two meanings in the song, a spiritual meaning, such as in “The Lord is my light” from Psalm 27, and “the secular light of love.” Kitts describes the music as having a “hymnal, church-like feel.”
John Fogerty expressed surprise in his coming up with a candle as a metaphor for a beacon guiding the singer home. He stated that the song is “about the loner in me. Wanting to feel understood, needing those at home to shine a light so that I can make my way back.”
Choose the meaning that resonates with you and just for today be a beacon of light and together we will guide this country home. As for me, I will light a candle in honor of my dad. He is no longer with me but who knows maybe he will see the light. I miss him every day.
Life is what you make it. In life we will experience good times and bad times. Sad times and happy times. In the good and happy times we are on top of the world. It’s in the sad and bad times that we learn what’s important. But more importantly it’s in these times we learn to be grateful for every moment. We find the joy in the simple things letting go of expectations of how we think life should be for ourselves and others. Everyone’s life is a gift and the greatest gift are those who get to share that story with us. When their life doesn’t meet our expectations it’s not the end of the world. Right or indifferent It’s their life and like you and me they might be finding joy in the story they are living. Even when it’s finding the joy in something simple like a beautiful sunset or a starry night sky. 🌹
It’s no secret my passion in life is to advocate for the homeless in America. While my heart goes out to many causes including black lives matter, all lives matter, Cancer, abuse….it’s the homeless epidemic in this nation that really pulls at my heart strings. We are supposedly the richest nation in the world, yet why is it that anyone is homeless in America. This covid thing has really bothered me. Mainly because while we are so busy fighting with each other about which political party is right, we fail to think about the people who are homeless or the people who will soon be kicked out of their home due to lack of work and money because both parties can’t get their shit together and find a solution to this pandemic. I don’t care which party is right or wrong. I think it’s time for everyone to recognize the little people who are caught in the middle of this fighting and will soon be left living in the streets. These are real People just trying to make a living. No stocks, no investments, just your average Joe trying to get by!
I read this article about this young boy named Theo. He’s 7 years old and has been homeless since he was born. His mom seems a bit off but I’m not judging. All I know is there is absolutely no reason for this little boy to spend his life living in a tent. I can’t even imagine. What makes this story even more heart wrenching is the parents are in the midst of a custody battle during a pandemic and Theo is caught in the middle. Unbelievable. Gosh this just made my stomach sick and I have to be honest it made me cry. I cried for this little boy and for the millions of people in America who are facing homelessness with young children because we have a bunch of political feuds going on. And I’m not talking just politicians. It’s everyone of us who find ourselves fighting on Social Media. How pathetic.
The president based his entire campaign on “Making America Great Again”. I’m sorry to disappoint but based on the homelessness in the USA along with increased racism and fighting, riots, protests, bullying…I’m not sure it was ever that great to begin with and in my opinion it sure as hell hasn’t gotten “Greater”. Yell at me if you want. Attack me with comments I don’t care. My heart is in the right place and as far as my passion about ending homelessness one day, that will always be a dream of mine. I am just so done with this political chaos. I just wish it would all stop. And who knows maybe as a country we can put our opinions aside and begin coming together to find a solution to bringing peace and togetherness in this nation. A nation where we help each other. Respect one another and learn to agree to disagree if only for the sake of doing the right thing not only for ourselves but for others.
My nephew will be 7 next month. I couldn’t even imagine my sweet little Kai having to live in a flipping tent because are nation isn’t that great! That’s my opinion and my opinion only.
So how about this. We may not always agree but in the words of Todd Rundgren “we can’t play this game anymore but can we still be friends?”
Stop! Look! Listen! The universe is always speaking to us.
I saw this beautiful rainbow tonight. So beautiful I got out of my car to take a picture. As I was taking the picture I noticed the stop sign. At the same time my phone buzzed with a reminder I have on my phone to buzz me throughout the day as a reminder “Something Wonderful Is About To Happen”. I have this reminder because life happens sometimes. Life can feel Super crazy. For me this is a great reminder to always expect something wonderful.
Just when things get a little overwhelming, the universe steps in causing me to stop, look and the next thing I know my phone buzzes and causes me to listen. At that moment I am reminded “Something Wonderful Is About To Happen”.
Tonight it was a beautiful rainbow. Life is good and the good news is The Universe Has My Back always providing me with something wonderful. I just have to Stop, Look and Listen.
You suck! January started with hopes of a fun new year. I was super excited. Then March rolled around. Shut downs, pandemics and quarantines have been absolutely draining. I have tried my best to adapt to the situation at hand. I’ve learned many things along the way. I’ve become an office helper. I’ll be honest, office work hasn’t been my gig but I’ve tried my best. I have become a hair colorist, a manicurist and pedicurist and most recently I’ve become a nurse learning to give my mom shots. I’m an errand girl, an Uber Driver and a Gardner. I admit it!!! I suck at it all. My memory loss has caused me to be a horrible office helper. And while I’m awesome at investigating doing nails is not my thing. I sanded my nails with a hand sander and now they won’t grow back. I’m afraid of needles so nursing has been a catastrophe and tonight when I colored my moms hair I quickly realized a hair stylist I am not. My moms neck and face were covered in hair dye. I think she might blow a popsicle stand when she sees herself in the mirror and I have to break the news. “No! These aren’t age spots!” Prayers greatly appreciated. 🙏🏻
Today is June 4th. It’s summer for goodness sakes. I want to travel. I want to go to the beach. I want to do lunch and I want to go dancing! At a club with tons of people. So 2020….Let’s make a deal. Let the hair and nails salons open, let office people return to work and let’s agree to allow the last six months of 2020 to get back to normal. I need a VACA ASAP!!