Today I listened to a nineteen yr old young man who leaves for a two year assignment in Chili in two days.....he spoke of humility...defined as the strength to recognize one's talents and to use them in the service of others.....
The gifts given to us are not meant to dominate or intimidate others....but to uplift and magnify people....he spoke with a confidence seldom seen..nevertheless in a young man..one who distinctly is aware of his strengths and specifically knew how to use them for the betterment of others.
"Criticism never improves anyone," he said...."acceptance, tolerance, and love are the tools that build individuals."
Ahhhh, such wisdom....and it "hit" me stronger than most messages.... I was holding my right arm to restrain the tremors, had "double dipped" with the gabapentin and Valium to keep my right leg in control, left the cane in the car because of pride, sat close to my husband to shield the tremulous acitivity, and avoided speaking with others because of my newly acquired stammer.
I quickly reviewed my last 10 years...I neglected the talents provided me....for more selfish reasons than I can list at one time....unfortunately, still in my memory bank......so many opportunities lost because of my complacency, apathy, and self indulgence.
The previous evening I had hosted a farewell event for this young man and his family...but lasted less than 10 minutes before I HAD to retreat to the bedroom, trying to calm the tremors. I SO wanted to be part of the event, use my innately given talents to make certain the guests were enjoying themselves...make the event special...and I was silenced by this disease process...silenced into a darkened room, struggling against the fatigue, the trembling legs, and questioning how this all occurred in 14 months time. I went into a deep sleep...awakened at 2 am to a quiet, empty house......and an empty feeling of disappointment --had missed the entire event.
HOWEVER, today as I listened to his comments regarding our "talents" I brushed away the first reactions of regret, sadness, and self pity for my losses....instead I realized that maybe my legacy to my posterity is not what I did with the natural talents given to me from the beginning......but more importantly, what I do WITHOUT them.
Hmmmm, I was known for speaking....now, I am compromised with stammers, halting speech, cognitive lapses...I was known for energetic dynamic presentations.....now I cannot physically endure it or keep focused.....I was known for humor.....now I have to breach my own depression...I cannot banter and spar verbally...instead, I refrain from joining the conversations.
Physically, I could out work most men, run heavy equipment, and enjoyed .... truly enjoyed the exhaustion of a hard day's work....nothing better than a stroll on the property as the sun is setting...having had a nice hot shower.....quietly pervaying the trimmed trees, potted plants, and smelling the new mown lawn.....now I have 2 hours of production, and sleep inside as the sun is high in the sky.
Today, I made a committment to seek out who I am now.....reassess my strengths.....discover my purpose....as I do not believe there is a soul without purpose....and maybe...on a day to day basis...waste not that which has been so richly given me.
Yes, fellow forum people with funny names...yes, you lurkers out there...., yes, with every morning I am grossly aware of my losses....as if in neon signs.....and the speed of the loss is unnerving....but, I'm thinkin' .... what little energy I have now is better spent discovering that which has been given me....and channeling it....even if it is the crumbs left over from a more healthy me.....try to channel it to someone else's need.
Hmmm, a discovery....from the mouth of the innocent. Guess listening more, talking less DOES have its advantages!
Thank you for making me feel safe to express thoughts from my heart.....truly sincere, and in no means meant to minimize the struggle you all face....I bathe often in the warmth I feel from this forum... I sense your strength, I am nurtured by your endurance....
The gifts given to us are not meant to dominate or intimidate others....but to uplift and magnify people....he spoke with a confidence seldom seen..nevertheless in a young man..one who distinctly is aware of his strengths and specifically knew how to use them for the betterment of others.
"Criticism never improves anyone," he said...."acceptance, tolerance, and love are the tools that build individuals."
Ahhhh, such wisdom....and it "hit" me stronger than most messages.... I was holding my right arm to restrain the tremors, had "double dipped" with the gabapentin and Valium to keep my right leg in control, left the cane in the car because of pride, sat close to my husband to shield the tremulous acitivity, and avoided speaking with others because of my newly acquired stammer.
I quickly reviewed my last 10 years...I neglected the talents provided me....for more selfish reasons than I can list at one time....unfortunately, still in my memory bank......so many opportunities lost because of my complacency, apathy, and self indulgence.
The previous evening I had hosted a farewell event for this young man and his family...but lasted less than 10 minutes before I HAD to retreat to the bedroom, trying to calm the tremors. I SO wanted to be part of the event, use my innately given talents to make certain the guests were enjoying themselves...make the event special...and I was silenced by this disease process...silenced into a darkened room, struggling against the fatigue, the trembling legs, and questioning how this all occurred in 14 months time. I went into a deep sleep...awakened at 2 am to a quiet, empty house......and an empty feeling of disappointment --had missed the entire event.
HOWEVER, today as I listened to his comments regarding our "talents" I brushed away the first reactions of regret, sadness, and self pity for my losses....instead I realized that maybe my legacy to my posterity is not what I did with the natural talents given to me from the beginning......but more importantly, what I do WITHOUT them.
Hmmmm, I was known for speaking....now, I am compromised with stammers, halting speech, cognitive lapses...I was known for energetic dynamic presentations.....now I cannot physically endure it or keep focused.....I was known for humor.....now I have to breach my own depression...I cannot banter and spar verbally...instead, I refrain from joining the conversations.
Physically, I could out work most men, run heavy equipment, and enjoyed .... truly enjoyed the exhaustion of a hard day's work....nothing better than a stroll on the property as the sun is setting...having had a nice hot shower.....quietly pervaying the trimmed trees, potted plants, and smelling the new mown lawn.....now I have 2 hours of production, and sleep inside as the sun is high in the sky.
Today, I made a committment to seek out who I am now.....reassess my strengths.....discover my purpose....as I do not believe there is a soul without purpose....and maybe...on a day to day basis...waste not that which has been so richly given me.
Yes, fellow forum people with funny names...yes, you lurkers out there...., yes, with every morning I am grossly aware of my losses....as if in neon signs.....and the speed of the loss is unnerving....but, I'm thinkin' .... what little energy I have now is better spent discovering that which has been given me....and channeling it....even if it is the crumbs left over from a more healthy me.....try to channel it to someone else's need.
Hmmm, a discovery....from the mouth of the innocent. Guess listening more, talking less DOES have its advantages!
Thank you for making me feel safe to express thoughts from my heart.....truly sincere, and in no means meant to minimize the struggle you all face....I bathe often in the warmth I feel from this forum... I sense your strength, I am nurtured by your endurance....
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