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Motivational Monday – A Midsummer…. Note.

Dear Readers,

First, a warm thanks for all your support and positivity exuded to me here and in general. Deeply indebted. I usually refrain from talking politics on my blog but in the current climate, there’s some things in regards to bullying and harassment that I’d like to address candidly.

I know all of us can relate to the turbulent times our world is going through. How sad that issues from long ago regarding racism and the like are still alive and unfortunately well today. Instead of posting numerous, bloviating posts about my disdain for our current Presidential administration, I figured one note would be as effective. Embarrassment sums it up for me. I never thought in a million years that people unqualified to represent the USA would ever have a chance to do so. Wealthy men are currently trying to take away equal rights and empathize with the plights of the poor and working class people. Revolting.

But, to every wrongdoing there is a right one. Think back in history. Dire events like this creates pioneers, protesters, and advocates to “right the wrongs” of injustice. Dignity, grit, ethics, grace, knowledge, and humanity are just some of the words to associate with leaders. I hope my country will have this again—a fair and strong democracy. Currently we have a bloated miscreant smeared all over the “real news” who thrives on avarice, misogyny, and callousness—thanks to unlawfully buying his election from you know who. No worries people. Groups like the ACLU and Change.org (with our help of course) will aid in Trump’s comeuppance. Mark my words. The biggest gripe I have are the lies and bullying that has been in his backdrop from the get-go. It doesn’t just end in politics. It’s everywhere really. Whether you’re in school, at work, traveling, etc. Bullies thinking they can get away with this crass behavior. They’re wrong. No one has the right to harass or defame anyone and if they do, punishment is in order.

My blog is and always will be open to all, no matter what religion, race, or sexual preference. Diversity and kindness have always been (some of) my favorite words. This is a time for us to keep striving farther than ever. Endurance and respect are key. Hard work pays off. It starts with care. Caring about your life, loved ones, people with illness, children, environment, people with disabilities, neighborhood, people you pass by on the street, etc. Banding together, protecting each other goes on for infinite miles. No one, no matter what rank they hold, can ever take away your integrity, reputation, and conviction.

I leave you with words of wisdom from a couple of great men:

Our goal is to create a beloved community and
this will require a qualitative change in our souls
as well as a quantitative change in our lives.” 
~ Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

“Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one’s definition of your life; define yourself.” ~ Harvey Fierstein

Ciao for now,
Lisa

 
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Posted by on July 24, 2017 in Unedited Quill Spills

 

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Friday’s Flash Fiction… So Far Behind The Eight-Ball

An excerpt from The Diaries Of Debra Westlake

The women next to me on line at the supermarket checkout blurted out in a taxing manner “I’m so far behind the eight-ball.” I nonchalantly avoided making small talk with her as I thought about that expression… of being stifled in a tough situation. I always liked the idiom behind the eight-ball. I guess when I was in a losing situation it didn’t appeal to me as much but for the past few months life has been good again—happily with a great guy who appreciates me and my baggage. My son is doing well in school and he seems to have found a healthy balance between his parents new life and the new people in it. My job is excelling with a recent promotion and physically I’ve never felt better, latest effort is training for my first marathon. Laughing more and looking at the glass half-full now, that alone is something to celebrate.

It’s hard to imagine that just a year ago… how different things were. Doubting myself and all of my choices at that time. Worrying about others, especially my son and not my own happiness. Ridding myself of all the struggle that comes along with crucial life changes that had to be made. Now the sky looks bluer to me. Even something as simple as breathing seems refreshingly easier. I guess the adage of what goes down, comes up again is true. There was a time when I thought someone had put a hex on me, cursing me with undeserved maladies. I didn’t realize at the time that statements like why is this happening to me? Why am I doomed? What have I done to deserve this horrible life? Actually immerses you further into an adverse abyss. Affirmations must be positive on a whole, specifically ones you mutter to yourself.

Gone are the days of being under someones ridiculous brow-beating control and fear of eliciting a harsh, crude response. There was a time I equated myself to a lonely weakened child in a sand box that was constantly bullied by an irrational boy. This deplorable behavior went on for years, with me never having the courage to say no mas. Finally one day my feeble body gained muscles and cut through any emotional torment I was victim to. A new backbone so-to-speak and I emerged as the master of my own destiny instead a servant to mine or anyone else’s judgement. Once a bully realizes they can no longer play on someones emotions by stinging them, they go onto the next prey. Look, I’m no expert but I do know what works and what doesn’t for me. I learned valuable lessons that have now enhanced my life despite suffocating me at the time I was in class forced to study them—and now I couldn’t be more grateful.

The women next to me gathers her bags in her basket. I lean over towards her and put my hand on her shoulder saying “It may be tough now… whatever it is that has you behind, but it can get better… if you want it to.” She put her hand on mine and thanked me. Maybe I inspired her. Maybe not. Either way, I’m motivated more than I ever have been and all I can say is wow.

 
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Posted by on July 3, 2015 in Unedited Quill Spills

 

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