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Monday dawned sunny and bright. I was fortunate to awake to the sound of waves lapping at the lakeshore and the sun peeking over the hill top.

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(sunset shot the night before)

There was already a lot of ugly and sadness I could have focussed on if I had let myself. And I admit the temptation to let it swallow me whole was palpable, but I put my big girl panties on, pulled up my positive pants, threw on a great pair of shoes, straightened my tiara and topped it off with bright lipstick and mascara! Well in truth, I took a deep breath, threw back the covers and made a CHOICE to CHOOSE beautiful; to see it, believe it and channel it. And I made that choice over and over when the temptation to doubt tapped me on the shoulder.

Later in the day the headline on my news feed about Manchester appeared.  Manchester – a place from far away that I’ve always associated with sports and music for some reason until that head line. The choice to see beautiful became even more difficult. My shoulders slumped, I just felt heavy.  I felt raw and numb all at once. I think a lot of us did.

Tuesday morning Huffington Post reported “explosion killed 22 people and injured 59, many of them teenagers.”  at an Ariana Grande concert. I witnessed the feelings come out through social media and in the news.

A friend posted, “Tears for those who just went to a concert. Tears for the world.”

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A cousin asked,

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And then I read my friend Michelle’s eloquent and heart felt Facebook post and am honoured that she gave me permission to share her words with you. When things happen which are impossible to make sense of, in the end all we really want to do is keep our precious treasures, those we love, safe.

Bubble wrap.
I need so much Bubble Wrap.

You know… The stuff you use to keep the things that are most precious to you, safe from harm. We wrap them up so they don’t get broken.

Bubble Wrap… Safe, dependable Bubble Wrap.

It may give one peace of mind, but there isn’t enough bubble wrap in the world on a day like today. On any kind of day in a world like the one we live in this day.

“Prayers for…”
“Our hearts and thoughts…”
“We stand with…”

These phrases are like labels now. Words we use to tape together the Bubble Wrap that we place around our hearts and minds to help keep us sane enough from locking our children in their rooms and nailing shut our windows and doors to keep out all the Bogeymen outside that lurk within a world that keeps getting smaller, from stealing their innocence, our naivete, and our collective sense of normalcy.

There is nothing normal about any of this. Even though this insanity is quickly seeming to become the norm. Padded rooms were once for the insane and yet, here I am, wishing I could wrap every precious being in my world in Bubble Wrap. How insane is that? And yet, Bubble Wrap was my first wish… My first “logical to me” thought while my heart screamed “Why?” and it’s echoes throbbed through my head.

Just as “There are no words…” is heard echoing thoughout the world.

But there are words…
“Please.” and “Stop.”

And there are so many echoes.

Because there will never, ever be enough Bubble Wrap.

©Michelle Laing Hoffman 2017

 

But until that plea is answered, in amongst the tragic and terrible burns the eternal flame of human kindness and compassion.

Huffington Post reported, “Public transport shut down, and taxis offered to give stranded people free rides home, while residents opened their homes to provide lodging.”

As the BBC noted, Then there are people like this young man who says “We can react in a lot of ways. We can react in anger. Or we can react by doing. This city is a community.”   The news outlets are capturing more than the devastation and carnage, they are capturing the humanity, compassion and resilience as well.

I think Grande summed it up for many of us with her tweet, “broken. from the bottom of my heart, I am so sorry. I don’t have words.”

“When someone says, “There are no words,” it is there I will find them and we will meet in the silent language of grief.” Benjamin Allen

While I have no words left, I do have kindness and compassion, and with those I will continue to shine my light more brightly so the darkness has no place to grow.

Please.  Stop.

Shine Brightly.

 

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It seems to feel once more our world is thrown into chaos through hatred, unkindness, intolerance and greed. Wars rage with the potential for unrest to fester and spread.

This Remembrance Day, I believe it is important to step back, breath deeply and reclaim a place of calm within; after all, “as within, so without.” This is the perfect occasion to reflect and remember exactly why calm is so important…

 

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…because without it “things” can get out of hand pretty quickly.

Things like war can happen. I tend to feel there are no real winners in war, yet I have to admit I don’t have the solution to keeping the peace all the time either. Part of me realizes life is simply lesson after lesson and we all need to learn.

Personally, I want to avoid the pain of war – at all costs.  Yet, I am grateful for those who stand on guard to protect when seemingly all other options have failed.

It’s difficult for the best and brightest of us to begin to make real sense of war, let alone explaining it to a child. But the key to our future is… oh you know this one…

Our children

So how do we help children understand war below the surface and beyond a red plastic flower (that often pricks our finger, a reminder of blood shed or falls from our jacket unnoticed)? Can youth be inspired to become the bearers of peace?  Turns out the answer, like so many really, is quite simple. It starts with kindness and caring about one another.

One of our Canadian veteran’s, Jack Purdie has helped young people make a connection. His daughter, Colleen Fuller, shared this reflection about her father’s ability to explain this challenging subject in terms even the youngest can understand and appreciate.

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credit Colleen Fuller and Jack Purdie

Do you want to know how a Vet (our father) explains the war to young children?

I can answer that one! He talks to little ones about how war is the same as bullying. It’s deciding that you and your country are more important than anybody else, so you can hurt them and take their stuff (Like Hitler did to Poland). They understand that that is not right. And they understand that sometimes you have to stand up for your friends when they are being bullied. He talks about how caring about other people and not thinking you are more important can stop little wars (on the playground) and big ones. He encourages them to be heroes who look after other people and help them, like our soldiers were trying to do.
Help your kids make sense of Remembrance Day! 

by Colleen Fuller and Jack Purdie

submitted by Danay Lott

reprinted with permission

 

 

Children are our future. The children of today will be making the decisions of tomorrow. It is important that they remember so they can understand how to resolve issues and stand up for each other in kind and caring ways. Because I believe that Mr. Purdie is right. We need to care about each other and be everyday heroes everyday.

 

Mr. Purdie proudly served his country and we believe it’s not only important to learn the lessons our veteran’s share with us, but also to get to know them better as the people they are. His daughter, Danay Lott, kindly  provided these insights into her father’s life.

Jack Purdie was a young boy the fall of 1939 when Canada had joined Britain in a war against Germany. His dad joined up the first day and left almost immediately for England sending his pay home to feed his family. Jack was unable to afford school books so worked odd jobs to help his family until he turned seventeen when, with his mother’s permission, he enlisted with the Royal Canadian Airforce. After training in various parts of Canada he ended up in Mount Pleasant PEI. Finally this group was shipped over seas in 1943 arriving in Liverpool England. He was trained as a tail gunner on the crew of a Lancaster bomber and spent two years in England. He was on his way home crossing the Atlantic with a ship full of other men in the summer of 1945 when VE Day was announced. He tells the story that when the victory was announced each man on the ship was given a bottle of beer and an orange to celebrate the end of the war! Jack traded his beer for a second orange which was a rare commodity indeed! Jack is now living in Vancouver BC at age ninety one he spends time at schools sharing stories of this time in his life with many age groups. He challenges the kids to be every day heroes and caring concerned members of their communities.

Lest We Forget

 

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Wizard of Oz – Glinda

I subscribe to Mike Dooley’s Notes From The Universe. Five days a week I get a wonderfully inspirational email that never disappoints. I’m always uplifted, always inspired and motivated.

Personally I believe we get messages all the time.  You can say from the Universe, or God, or your higher self or whatever feels right to you. Maybe you think life is all about fate or destiny. It doesn’t really matter.  I believe if you are still and pay attention, lessons and opportunities abound.

A few months ago I received this message from TUT in my inbox.

Within any clearly imagined dream, far beyond the curtains of time and space, lies the intelligence and energy to choreograph the entire sequence of events necessary to make it manifest as soon as possible. 

And if you physically move towards that dream, demonstrating both faith and belief, making yourself available to “accidents and coincidences,” not insisting on the hows and rolling with what may come, the sequence is permitted to play itself out. 

Understand, however, that since you will only perceive this sequence with your physical senses upon a linear time line, it will likely seem that much of your journey doesn’t make sense, is unpredictable, or may even appear off-course. 

Yeah, you’re crushing it right about now – 
    The Universe

This resonated completely with me.  So much so I printed off a copy which I just came across today.  It resonated all over again, but with a new twist. At the time I had wondered why it so often still feels difficult to move towards a dream for so many people.

Recently I’ve realized the answer to my question.  Too many people have forgotten how to dream.  They don’t believe in dreaming. They are afraid to dream because they’ve come to believe that their dreams can’t come true.

They’ve failed to see that the real problem is that they’ve been doing the same thing over and over and over and over but expecting different results. It’s not the dream that’s the problem, it’s the approach to achieving it. And maybe in some cases the dream is the problem.  Sometimes we can be so fixated on what we think is our dream we miss all the messages that say maybe something better awaits us.

I hear so often “I don’t know what I want.” or “It doesn’t matter anyway.” or “What’s the point, it never worked before.” or “I can’t change.” or “It’s too late.”

When really, all you have to do is adjust your gaze a little.  See the same landscape, but with new eyes.  Demonstrate a little faith and belief. Don’t panic. Don’t shrink. And before you know it, you’ll start to see change.  Maybe big, maybe small, but if you open your eyes, and open your mind, you’ll see it. And you might just find out that dreams do come true.  Sometimes even better than you even imagined.

Dare ya, dream big.  Really big. Gigantic even.

The Universe is right, yeah, we’re crushing it right about now.

©2016 J.Fries/Rise Like Air

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No One Starts At The End

This is so very true.  Too often we set ourselves up for failure because we think we aren’t good enough, don’t know enough, aren’t capable enough.

I remember not wanting to start grade 1.  When  my mom asked me why, I told her because I couldn’t tell time.  She asked me why I thought I was going to school.

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Sinners and saints

Sinners and saints

News Flash!!!!  Read All About It!!!!

We are all “sinners”

We are all “saints”.

We all have a past.

We all have a future.

Every single one of us.

And it just doesn’t matter.

Stop living in the past.

Stop living in the future.

Stop worrying about what everyone else –

has been doing

or is doing

or will be doing.

Stop living everyone else’s life.

Start living your own.

That is more than enough.

©2014 Rise Like Air  J. Fries

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It’s tough to make middle schooler’s cry, but it took less than 4 minutes for Marc Mero to do it.  Marc was a professional amateur boxer and professional wrestler, who wrestled not on only in the ring but in his personal life as well.  He experienced drug and alcohol abuse, success and failure as he lived his life pursuing fame and fortune.

During this video Marc speaks to a middle school audience about how his choices affected his life.  His words and experience obviously make a resounding impression.

Show me your friends and I’ll show you your future.

Marc warns the students that the influences they have today will shape where they are going in the future.  His words have impact, he speaks from experience, he’s walked that path.

Mom wouldn’t go to bed until she knew her son was still alive… All she wanted to do was talk to me.

Mothers know that dreaded fear, that delicate balance we attempt to achieve as we watch and cheer out children growing up and gaining independence while still wanting to be a part of their lives, to simply talk for awhile whether it’s about life changing things or mundane everyday things.

I no longer live in time.  I live in moments…

We have to deal with time.  We have to live with time.  That’s balance in our reality.  But living In the moments, that’s where Life really is.  That’s where the joy is.  That’s where we find the Land Of No Regrets.

We’ve all heard it, too many of us have learned it from personal experience and many of us have chosen to protect ourselves by forgetting the lesson.  Life is precious.  It can be dramatically changed or taken away in a moment.

It’s not what’s in your pocket, it’s what’s in your heart.

Even Scrooge and The Grinch managed to figure that out eventually.

Love is only a word until someone gives it meaning.  You are that meaning.

Don’t take it for granted.  Let the people who are important to you know it.  Don’t wait to find out you missed the boarding call for passage to the Land Of No Regrets.

Fear less, hope more

Eat less, chew more

Whine less, breathe more

Talk less, say more

Hate less, love more

And all good things are yours.

— Swedish Proverb

Please note all quotes are from Marc Mero’s speech.

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