I have been so impressed by a story that Cintia told us in “Gratitude Lounge” yesterday. I have read it just few minutes ago.
A humble and strong way to answer to people who wounded her.
Making a list of her own good qualities, humbly appreciating them, and not answering to those people with anger.
I have to take her as a model today, as in this week end some people deeply wounded me, speaking badly about a man I respect and love so much.
I believe that this fact can happen again, about this man or about others, or directly against me.
But this is the path, I have to follow this one, if the God of love is my God.
Thinking of three women, Charla, Deborah W, Deb S.N.C, Mary Anne, who posted such precious thoughts here, and we have missed them without knowing if they are fine.
Thinking of others, that we know have chosen silence, LJ, Mary Pat, Debbie. A prayer for you.
Thinking of Ben, …Ben how are you?
If I don’t say the name of other people who wrote here, or in the Question of the day, it does not mean that I don’t think of them.This is not a pressure for posting, may everyone do what he/she needs; this is only to share a feeling.
I will pray for this community just now, before sleeping.
Remembering you all. Whising the best for your health and for your gratefulness- pilgrimage With love.
Before posting my reflection, I replied to others.
So you all can know that my mother needs my compassion, and my father too. I can’t but remember when I was a child, a teen ager and they did not allow me to express myself, my feelings, my will to stay with friends, not only when I had to study, or to go to the church, ….
I don’t know why I always remind those days, now that I am almost 53. I fought my good fight, with the professional and successful help of two psychologist, and I have a continuous will to take care of myself, to be joyous, to sing, to dance, to care of my physical look, to say what I think.
Yet, when I stay with them, I mean everyday because they live close to me, oh, dear friens, such a burden! So, I am often nervous when I see in their deeds what hurt me, or -even worst – when I see them so symphatetyc with my sons, my nephews and nieces, or people they meet.
The rational part of myself asks to have compassion, they helped me taking care of my sons in a wonderful way, my sons love them, and I am grateful, Indeed I love them!
I’m on the path, I will stay on the path, but daily challenges are always on the corner.
God forgive and help me!
Dear Claudia, we are normal human being! Don’t be rude with yourself, it is possible to be nervous when we come back to home, after work, and have a lot to do. Especially if we find all the windows open and it is raining😉, I believe that a big big hug and a lot of kisses to your kids will be appreciated! They will be happy!
Looking forward to your coming back dear Deborah, take care!
Manda, I often think of you during my day, above all in the morning, looking at nature and life around me, That I can see from my car. I try to guess the amazing picture you could give us through your words. And doing so, I realize a new attitude in my own look. The sight is more interesting and offers new points of view. my curiosity increases. Thank you Manda Panda, oh I prefer Manda Manda as your little niece, I figure her calling you with that nice voice of children.
Juan, your new icon is wonderful! Wonderful and joyful people!
And I am with the others here, happy to see your icon and to know you feel better. I agree with Mary, don’t feel selfish and do what you need.
Blessings to you!
Dear Diane, I thank you too, together with Aine, “show to us the glory in the grey”…..yes, with the Holy Spirit’s help, we can try….
Cintia, some mistakes,….just when I was replying, my son called me up asking to go and take him to his soccer practice, my husband called me up at the same time asking to go and take him to the train station…..so I clicked without realizing and without correction…😊 But I think you can understand….😉
Cintia let me know, are these wonderful flowers always blossoming in Brazil? In every season?
Oh Trevor, I’m so sorry. Please let us know how you are, and seek for someone to whom you can tell your pain. Don’t stay alone; chocolate is good, but a friend is better. There are people who know how they can be friend, sometimes they are not the ones you believe. This community can support you Trevor, but keep on seeking for a real smile, a look in your eyes, a hand on your shoulder, a hug, a heart that can listen to your sufferings and hold them with you. Virtually, I’m sending you this, with a warm wish for your healing, and a prayer.
Cintia, how strong you are! You are a model for me, now. Even if you say that you are not a model, for me, in this moment, you are inspiring me a new attitude when someone hurt me. It has happened Cintia, just this last week end. For this reason, I am going to start this evening making a list of my best qualities, with a humbly appreciating them, as you say. I don’t want to hurt these people who was not kind, I don’t want to build a wall. And, to tell the truth, I’m not a Saint.
Thank you dearest Cintia, your words are always like your wonderful flowers!
Dear Kevin we too have a wonderful song for this Psalm, it is a joyous song by an Italian compositor who is also a priest in Roma. When we sing this “I cieli narrano” -which are the first words of the Psalm- we are so inspired…
Thank you for this precious reminder.
Aine, I seek for “Orange blossom water” in Wikipedia and I found out that it is used in the Mediterranean area, so I think that the aromatizer used in Lebanese lemonade is the same used in Italy for typical cakes, one of the most famous is “pastiera” made in Napoli, a cake for Easter time. I am able to do a the”pastiera” but it takes a lot of time to do it.
Bye to you all!
Dear Mary, do you know the wonderful orange flowers, in Italy we call them “zagare”? There are a lot of yummy cakes made with “zagare” juice, they are tipycal of the South of Italy. Do you use them, in Florida?
I guess you with you orange and your warm winter, blessed weather! Enjoy it!
Thank you Ursula, tanti tantissimi abbracci anche a te!
It seems that there are so similar experiences in this community. Nothing to forgive, we are here to share our feelings, our thoughts, our life.
To support. And we heal through this journey, don’t you think? Today, after my sharing, I noticed that my patience has grown up. Just a little. But it is the first step. ciao! Anna
Dear Aine, look also at what I replied to Kevin, here above.
HUG to you, too!
Dear Kevin, how may I thank you for your reply?
I just want to add a dutiful reason to what I wrote yesterday.
Due to the words I used, and to the feeling I was challenging while writing, I showed here a lack in my gratefulness and love towards my parents.
The problem in my past is not of a physical nature, they have never treated me badly, but they didn’t show me their love with tenderness, openness to listen to my fancies when I was a child, and my wishes of laugh, of enjoying silly moments, and caring for my look when I was a teen ager. I did not get anything of this. But, knowing their childhood, the way and the times they grew up, I am aware that there was a sort of chain, of connected elements which brought them to behave in that way, in a word, to dislike amusement for itself, if not embedded in a strict context of studying, of volunteering, of social or cultural commitment.
Now, living by them, often I eat with them, and my mother often cooks, despite her 81 (and very well I can say); I often take a cup of tea with my mother, I have interesting discussions about politics, and the world, and Mother Earth with my father, yet I often remember…
They have been so tender with my sons, with other children in general.
But thanks to them I could study at the University, and I admit, this has taken an important part in my path to “freedom”. Thanks to the fact that their deepest hearths were sweet, unconsciously sweet, I could go to a psychologist when I could not pay her by myself.
So, dear Kevin, today I feel better, this reply was so important for me.
I add that you’re so right, it is easier for me to be tender – and I actually am – in other places, first of all with my husband and my sons, but also with some dearest parents and my dearest friends.
This is my challenge between the “should” and the “I love”.
I am proud to share it here, and I humbly thank you, and all other people in this community, to be with me in this journey.
Si Ursula, già due anni!! I am so happy to be part of this community and to know so many people! I am grateful I met this website!!!
Ursula I didn’t reply quickly because I had a busy work time, Usually Monday Tuesday and Wednesday are the busiest day of my week, and when I come back to my home…..you know….I can’t sit on my sofa and relax😉,
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