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Bella and the magic word

May 19th, 2010

Not sure why but, today I’m remembering a story from last year… My toddler daughter, Bella, had decided to make sure the rest of the world understands the power of the magic word.

When we go into a store… she says to the clerk, do you have dollies?  (yes, her 28-month old vocabulary was INTENSE).  

The clerk says, “Why yes.  Let me show you.  Come this way.”  

Immediately, Bella says, “Please.”  The clerk responds, “Please?”  Bella, “Yep… come this way PLEEEEASE!”  

The clerk looks very impressed, albeit, a little shocked that she’s being corrected by a toddler.

People in the store watch and giggle.  But, one woman says, “See, if we all used the Magic Word, life would be filled with more respect and grace.”

Not missing a beat, my little Bella said, “Grace!  Yes, that’s my name too!”

7 Keys to Charmed Living

August 5th, 2009

BLOG IN PROGRESS (but, please read on…)

Are you willing to try a few simple things to change your life forever?  First, decide your ultimate goal in life.  This is one sentence that sums up where you invest most of your energy, time, resources and focus.   This should be closely tied to a God-given gift, talent or area where you excel.  It’s a dream but, more importantly it’s THE dream for which you are willing to sacrafice.

Charmed living is filled will satisfaction, peace, positive influences, love and joy.

Charmed living is the ultimate of success.   And, you deserve it.

There’s a picture a few blog lines down this web page of a beautiful Chapel that sits in southern Arizona.  It bakes in 115 degree weather and keeps out the monsoonal rains as the fall season is ushered in each year.  In winter, the Chapel– located in the high dessert– even withstands below freezing temps for weeks at a time.  Yet, its beauty and purpose– remain untouched, preserved… indeed made stronger by the exhaustive journey.

That’s a metaphor for each of us and the lives we lead.  The world, people we come in contact with… wear on us like seasons of extreme weather.  But, if we choose to hang on we will be made stronger.  We will experience true peace and appreciation for life’s moments of joy.  We will be blessed.  Our lives will be transformed by the journey.   We will discover the serenity of Charmed Living.   Here’s how you can get there:

Key #1:  Praise more often than you criticize.  This will attract all sorts of people who will gladly help you along your journey.  And, it will allow you to leave behind a legacy of successful leadership.

Key#2:   Don’t settle for people who do not have your best interest at heart.  Some behaviors give us hints about the intentions of those close to us. For example, your friend gossips to you about others.  This is not good for you to be exposed to.  We are weak… love to know about other people’s business.  But, unless you can help the subject of gossip, why tear them down?  If your so-called friend “confidently” tells you negative or bad news, THEY WILL GOSSIP ABOUT YOU, TOO!  It’s inevitable and it is poison.  Just one way to tell whether they have your best interest at heart.

Conflicted over Michael Jackson Pomp & Circumstance

July 7th, 2009

When I was very young girl, my parents took me to see the Jackson Five/ABC Concert in Dallas, Texas.  My military dad and mom were so proud of this young black child who seemed to be able to do anything on stage.  Normally they would never had dreamed of taking such a little one to a concert but, Michael Jackson to my parents and many blacks in America… was more than just a performer.

Jackson at just 11 years old… along with his brothers had a Saturday morning cartoon… opposite of the Osmonds.  Back then it was one of the precious few times on TV when one could see black people in a positive light… not arrested on the national evening news in a crime story.  The Jackson Five cartoon show spurred many a young black child to dream about a life in TV… including yours truly.  They made us glimpse what was possible.

In their own strange way, Michael and his brothers became part of a Civil Rights conversation and movement in America.

I mentioned my dad was in the military– the Army to be exact.  As a family we traveled the world… lived for a few years outside America on an Army base in Germany.  Seeing black in non-tradition roles (for the 1960’s that meant anything outside the service industry really) was not uncommon when you left the U.S.  When we returned to the states, I was just 4 years old or so.  Word of the Jackson Five’s success in America had spread all over the world and I begged my parents to take me to see him in concert… along with some of my Dallas cousins, aunts and uncles.  We went.

The ABC Tour was history making.  Huge crowds… people of all colors, races, cultures… cheering and dancing,  shouting “A-B-C… Easy as… 123 Or simple as… Do re mi… ABC, 123, baby, you and me!”

I’ll simply never forget it… or my first sighting of Michael Jackson on stage.  We had great seats… close to the stage.  But, no one sat in their seats.  It was like a house party with a little boy stealing the show with awesome dance moves and a young powerful voice.

What happened to Michael?  Why do I dislike him so much now?  And, why am I so fascinated by him, even in death, at the same time?  He got wierd.  And, that strange, toxic mix of child molestation charges, skin/appearance mutalations… along with God-gifted talent leaves me conflicted today.

His burial imminent… the craziness of crowds of fans… thousands strong at the Staples Center in Los Angeles.  The talk of the price tag north of $4 million.  Why?  And, why can’t I celebrate in my heart along with them?

Because I’m conflicted.

My husband asked me if I would wear black today.  My answer, No.  I’ll just be black… and, remember how Michael seemed not to want to be black or anything recognizable anymore.  I’ll let my anger at him be buried… with him.  I’ll remember the good times, the music, the joy he brought to the world… my world as a young girl and throughout the years.

But, I will not celebrate… engage in the pomp and circumstance.  Because that would make me as confused and addicted to the idea of greatness as he seemed to be.

I’m not confused.  Just conflicted.

Goodbye Michael Jackson… of course, I bid you farewell many years ago.  Today is just a formality.

For whom the pic tolls…

June 5th, 2009

Tubac, Arizona

Tubac, Arizona

 

 Random pic? 
 Snapped it myself… it’s an example of one of the 7 keeys to Charmed Living.
Will explain its significance and reveal all of  7 KEYS TO CHARMED LIVING… keep checking this blog.

It’s all to help you crack open abundance like you’ve never dreamed!   Remember there will be 6 pics… and, I’ve found there are very few things in life that are truly random!

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Options are power

June 4th, 2009

Things you can do when your life seems to be at a standstill:

Go get that Rosetta Stone at the book store and learn a new language.  

Dog sit for a friend… for hours.

Plan an entire day in 20 minute intervals… changing your activity and location with each interval. (e.g. plant flowers in garden for 20 minutes; write in your journal for 20 minutes; wash your car for 20 minutes)

Do something for someone who can do nothing for your.  (e.g. volunteer to read to the blind at your local school or association for the seeing impaired)

Pray

Pray

Pray

Hiker’s truth

June 3rd, 2009

Acadia National Park in Bar Harbor, Maine is the first place on the continental U.S. to see the sun rise.  Cadillac Mountain at oh-dark-30 (that’s what I call the wee morning hour!)

Describing it would be futile.  You’ll have to crest the summit on the mountain at 3 a.m. to catch the sun coming up… when it’s good and ready.  And, when you stop clutching for breath after the climb… no doubt, you’ll clutch at your heart and wipe away a tear at God’s beauty unfolding before your eyes.

Actually, I’ve always been a sunset kind of a girl.  But, a few years back some friends insisted on hiking the best trails in Maine.  My goodness, we could still be hiking today… cuz there are tons of great ones in that state.  Hiking to me is like oxygen.  The burn you feel in your thighs and knees and ankles and really any where you can feel pain… let’s you know you must be right a around the bend from the next awesome vista.

Every hiker knows… the climb is always hardest near the summit.  Just like life.  That’s why we can’t give up… when pursuing what’s right and what’s right for us.  There’s a difference you know.  ”What’s right” is that path that very few people stay on… so it will be steep and lonely.  And, “what’s right for each of us” is that personally journey of dreams, commitments, victories, tragedies… all in the name of living with purpose.

No, climbing to a point to see the sun peak into America won’t be easy (unless you cheat and drive the scenic park route to the lookout post with the telescope!)  Don’t cheat.  Don’t even think about it.  Do the work that gets you in position to see the light and glisten from your own work’s perspiration in that golden hue.  Soak up the victory of having reached the summit of your own will, might and determination.  

And, so it goes whether you’re hiking or just getting your day.  Do what you were meant to do… live out your purpose.  And, don’t give up… you will be blessed for it.  But, you must stick with it.

You deserve the best.  So, in your own way… at your own pace… be the best.

Back from maternity leave… with a lot to say…

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Been awhile…

May 4th, 2009

Just became a mom for the second time.  Please forgive my absence on the blog.  Figured you might forgive the break from me if I HAD A GOOD REASON :_)

Been awhile… since I’ve said this aloud or written about it.  But, it’s time to revisit the idea of grace on earth.  

It’s so easy to always think of the Lord’s Grace coming from above… from Him.  But, we too can spread grace… and, it’s either simple or complicated.  Depending on how you look at it.

Grace is that unexpected, welcome show of spontaneous love… best served to those with whom we have no connection.  A smile, a salutation… a quarter to a guy needing to feed the parking meter who’s late for a job interview.  This is a way that we magnify the Lord’s name and His love of us.  We walk out his Grace on earth by treating those around us with patience, kindness, gratitude etc…

Seems new life is a good time to remind us all of just how precious a gift each day is.  And, it’s when we can become a gift– even if for a moment– for someone else that we are spreading not just God’s Grace on earth… but, I believe it’s also His Will.

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Good Friday

April 10th, 2009

Many of you know from reading this blog that I gave up Complaining this Lenten season.  Today is the culmination of that “emotional diet”.  If I faltered a time or two over the past weeks… this day is the most important that I do not fail.  What have I got to gripe about?.  No matter what pain, disappointment or loss could ever face me on Good Friday… I cannot imagine anyone having a worse day than Jesus. 

 Blessings to you on this Easter.

“We are in a season of Seed, not Harvest”

April 2nd, 2009

Someone I met today…

Pastor Matthew Ashimolowo, author of 72 books including, “24 Hour Miracle” and “Be the Best” cuts to chase when it comes to where our nation is today.  He told me that we should not dispair if we have lost in this economy. He preached a bit… that if you plant the seeds of a purposeful man or woman during this winter season of our history… then, the warmer times will yield an abundant harvest of prosperity in your life.

 Kinda hard to imagine for some who would seem to have lost it all– home, job, successful marriage… peace.

Pastor Matthew told me our nation is in a season of putting the Seed into the ground and the ground must be cut up, plowed, hurt in order for that Seed to catch hold. 

HERE’S WHERE I’VE TAKEN HIS METAPHOR…  based on the times when darkness visited my life:   

Once the Seed is planted, the rain must come in droves…  in order to nurish the Seed.  And, then we must wait… wait… wait.   We must wait beyond our comfort zone.  We must wait with dignity, integrity and love in our hearts.  We must be the best we can be while we wait.  And, we must not ask why over and over… or how much longer it will be.

Wait.

And, then when the Lord is ready… the sun will move across the sky… our Seed now peeking above ground soaking up the glow and new nutrients.

Wait.

Harvest, can you hear us?  We await you.

Gave up _____ for Lent!

March 25th, 2009

From the time we get out of bed until we catch ourselves in the act of griping…about 75% of us will complain aloud or in our minds about something at least ten times.  And, on some days, a whopping 30% of us will do this 40 or more times before someone else tells us to stop!

Whew– that’s a lot of energy devoted to one purpose.  This is all according to a non-scientific study on the matter for a speech I gave a couple of years ago entitled, “Gripe all you want but, it won’t help you!”

 Upon waking in the morning perhaps you’ve uttered a few of these popular survey responses:  ”I’m still tired”  ” I never seem to get enough sleep” “I don’t feel like dealing with the people on my job today” “Wish it were the weekend, Mondays  bite.”  ”The floor’s cold.”  ”I’m fat… but, I’m still hungry” “My wife’s snoring kept me up all night” “Why can’t I win the lottery so I don’t have to work at all?!”  ”It’s too cold to take the dog outside”  ”Maybe I’ll call in sick and take a break from my job, which I can’t stand.”

These thoughts are fairly benign.  Some of you flat out moan in the morning.  Why?  Probably because no one ever told us just how damaging the act of complaining really is.  It sets us up to do the one thing that is the opposite of success:  To complain is to usher in mediocrity.  When we complain and don’t follow through to change what we’re griping about… we settle.  We settle  for that job that makes us want to call in sick everyday.  We settle for those bad habits that lead us to overeat and hate the face we see first thing in the morning mirror.  We settle for thinking about a problem rather than solving it.

And, when we settle enough times we take negativity to a new level:  Resenting others who have what we think we deserve!

Wow, with just a little morning gripe, we’ve gone from negative behavior, to settling for less, to being down right hateful.  Surely, these actions will not grow success in our lives.  In fact, they may be the very reason why some people never seem to get ahead.  

Winners don’t like to hang around complainers… their negativity is a distraction. Business leaders and managers don’t like complainers on their team… the reduced productivity of complainers is expensive.  

It’s quite simple:  If you’re complaining then you’re not doing what you could to make yours or someone else’s situation or project better.  

Complainers do tend to accomplish a few things, though.  Found out in my speech survey, that they tend to gossip more and exercise less.  They tend to have fewer healthy opinions of others and an elevated opinion of themselves.  And, they tend to gripe even when things are going well.  Don’t know all the medical or scientific connections among these behaviors.  But, it’s just a guess– complainers are addicted to drama.   

So, you may be wondering– why did Harris have to give up Complaining for Lent?  Because like everybody else, it sometimes takes me a few grievances to say to myself, “Woah! Stop that!”  Reached that point around the beginning of this Lenten season and decided to go Gripe-free.  I’d tell you how it’s going… BUT, THEN I’D BE COMPLAINING-HA!

More free time, better night’s sleep and more patience with all those around me since I stopped complaining.  Those are reasos enough for me to give it up for 40 days or so.  How about you? Want to join me on this journey ’til Easter?  And, beyond?!

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