My blog pieces aren't all soul searching, gut wrenching works of art. Some of them instruct you to dance - and I always hope you do if only for those few minutes. Some of them ask for healing thoughts. Some of them are a mother's rant. Some of them, like yesterday, are updates. Each piece, however it is written, is how it's going in my life in that given moment.
I read a lot of other blogs. If you share something on your wall from The Wall Street Journal, The New York Times, HuffPost, TMZ, People, Upworthy, etc., I will read it. It may take me a few days, but I always read it. For me, that is the barometer of how life is going in the "real world" as well as in your real, REAL world.
I am interested in other people.
When I presented to the 7th and 8th grade kids last Friday at the middle school, I asked the kids if they knew what they wanted to be when they were older.
Naturally, there were a handful who knew. I would ask them, for instance, when they said they wanted to be an architect if they loved math, since numbers matter. I agreed that every adolescent girl SHOULD be an attorney. This is the NCIS generation and as such, they want to do anything and everything in the area of forensics. One kid wanted to be an aeronautical engineer.
As they ran through the professions, I was able to share with them that I knew someone who worked in nearly every profession. HOW, they wanted to know.
I told them I listen. I like people. I pay attention to who they are and what they do; especially if they really love what they do.
Not everyone will love what they do.
Most of the people I know have a job.
Not a passion.
I always suggest to do what you love, but that's not always an option. Interestingly, there was an article about it in the NYT last week about exactly this topic that a friend shared on FB. Give it a read. Are you working to survive? Are you doing something you love? Do you think you can do both?
On Saturday, I went to Andrea's fabulous 50th birthday party. It was a luau theme. My friend Jeannie brought me a lei - that was as luau-ish as I was able to get. I knew quite nearly everyone in the room. And yes, I stopped and said hello to the folks I knew. When I got outside and met up with Jeannie, she said to me, "Have you finished working the room or do you still need to say hello to more people?" I laughed; she knows me well. NO, I hadn't finished working the room. There were still people I hadn't seen in a while. I wanted to catch up with.
That is who I am.
Our time is limited - we are ALL busy people.
Sometimes, I am not all that quick to reply to an email. Sometimes texts get lost. Phone calls may take a few days to be returned.
Just because I don't get back to someone in an instant doesn't mean I'm not thinking about them; my friend Mel comes immediately to mind. I owe her a long note or phone call. (I love you Mel and yes, I think about you every time I look at my painting!)
And Margo - Holy Hannah - you must be over the moon proud of Katie - I am, and I've never met the kid except through FB.
A new use for the blog - shout outs to the people I am thinking of but haven't had a chance to connect with...
I really do try to make everyone feel important and listened to. I don't immediately hop over to the next person to say hi. I want to know what's happening. I want to know how the kids are. I want to know how you're feeling. I want to know about your parents.
I want to know about your life.
THAT is the magic.
Taking the time to listen.
For the record, I do not think it is a coincidence that both MAGic and MAGgie start with the same three letters.
Even you're shaking your head in agreement.
Have a happy Wednesday.
Perhaps it would be an excellent time to connect with someone, just one person, you have wanted to, even if it's just for a moment.
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep