Confidence

asking questions is important

confidence

confidence (Photo credit: glsims99)

I realize that the more I accept this fact, that I do not know everything and do not have the answers to everything, the more I learn.

I realize that fear is a monster that appears to reside in us and can prevent us from being more confident.  Fear leads us to thinking we have to know it and understand it all immediately.  Fear brings with it the worry that we will not be accepted if we do not know it all. Fear is a false god.

It is so much easier to live not having to carry the burden of “knowing it all.”

It frees our spirit and helps us to live more honestly, I believe.  I thought I was open to many people and to many things.  Then I have realized, how uncomfortable I am when I am confronted with a new thought or a different way of thinking.  Then I have said to myself: “Wow, Jane, wake up! And smell the roses! Listen to the other’s opinion–you might learn something!”

Why would I be so uncomfortable, if I was not filled with fear? Then the fear takes over, and I wear the mask of confidence knowing nothing!

An illusion!

To truly listen is an art.  It means taking away all judgment and allowing the speaker to come into your heart.  It means not trying to solve anything for that person.  To listen means to listen.  Not to have answers ready for them…to BE there for them…to BE there with them in their struggle…to BE present…to BE a present. Those are beautiful words but they sure are not easy to live!

Then I was confronted with another illusion! I do not judge others–do I? Oh, I tell you, when you begin to think…it just goes around and around like a merry-go-round! And confidence does ride along the fence with judgment.  When we make a judgment about something, we are making a decision about it, and then we feel more confident with our judgment and go on our merry way! Until—someone comes along and blows our entire judgment to the winds, as happened recently to me regarding myself.

Speaking about feelings, I proudly said, “Well, I am only hardest on myself, not others.! Someone said to me, “Well, we usually do to others what we do to ourselves.” The really ticked me off—dang—another thing I thought I had down pat! I thought no one can get me on that point.  But since Tuesday evening I have been thinking about just that statement.  Usually when I spend that much time thinking about something someone has said to me, I know there is a truth in there somewhere.

Another idea to look at and it did not make me feel very comfortable.

I have been thinking, “Yes, this is true…I am very hard on myself…and then perhaps I am hard on others in very subtle ways….maybe in subtle ways I do judge others. Maybe I am judging others when I am so darn worried about what they are thinking about me, when in fact, as another friend, pointed out, “Jane, it is NONE of your business what they are thinking! That is their business!” So, in fact, when I waste my moments thinking about the opinions of others about me— I am judging them and harshly…because most of the time I am thinking, I am not a very good person…so then, I think they are thinking that also! That is quite judgmental! And not at all nice, that I think they are viewing me as someone less than good. What kind of a friend am I? I am not accepting them as the gracious person that they are!  WOW!

The conclusion from all of this is, I need to accept and love myself so that I can truly love and accept others.  I need to accept the fact that I do not know everything and that it is quite alright! I just need to love me as I am…listen more and speak less.  But then, what would I have to blog about? LOL

Confidence

Confidence (Photo credit: wherefishsing)

live your water bubble with gratitude

Water Colour

Water Colour (Photo credit: @Doug88888)

be responsible…

always…

for the energy that you bring

into someone’s space…

as well as your own.

you are a LIVE water bubble!

you are responsible for your life!

you are a LIVE water bubble

tell yourself:   I love you!

Water bubble

Water bubble (Photo credit: @Doug88888)

your Mother or Father are not responsible for you…

they are not responsible

for what they did or didn’t do for you…

YOU are responsible for YOU!

you are a LIVE water bubble!

you are responsible for your life!

you are a LIVE water bubble…

tell yourself:   I love you!

you are a LIVE water bubble

Water islands

Water islands (Photo credit: @Doug88888)

your friends–

are not responsible for you

YOU are responsible for YOU

YOU make your choices…

you are a LIVE water bubble!

you are responsible for your life!

you are a LIVE water bubble

tell yourself:   I love you!

Water drop

Water drop (Photo credit: @Doug88888)

We are all water bubbles together

in this ocean of  life

we were given the gift of life

that makes us worthy of  joy

you are a LIVE water bubble!

you are responsible for your life!

you are a LIVE water bubble

tell yourself:   I love you!

Water drop

Water drop (Photo credit: @Doug88888)

we are all in this together

we each have different gifts

to bring to the table…

blessings from each of us

I am a LIVE water bubble!

I am responsible for my life!

I am a LIVE water bubble!

   I love me!

We were born

This makes us worthy

Water ball

Water ball (Photo credit: @Doug88888)

I was born a water bubble

How fun is that?

I am a LIVE water bubble!

I am responsible for my life!

I am a LIVE water bubble!

I love me!

the Majestic Birch…the REAL Tree

Trees

Trees (Photo credit: @Doug88888)


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Dedicated to Elaine Lawrence

the artist who inspired the title

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 samara seed

you birth life to the birch

flowering  into the clustered catkins

blooming your fragrance

row after row

tree after tree

light green to forest green

your brown young trunk stands strong in your group

as you drink in the water from the sweet earth

slender, tall eloquent bearers of truth

you stretch your limbs high and wide

each twig of your arbor beauty

stretching out into the blue abyss

urging us to follow the call

as you age your chalky white bark of papery layers beckons secret messages of the heart

to those who may once discover them somewhere down the road

drawing together the lovers

who reverence you so

over the ages you have given of yourself so many times

your spirit so pliable…your quality malleable

as a child i thought of the Oneida people who fashioned a canoe out of your River Birch trunk

so willingly you carried them across Mother Earth’s river road

your beauty is enchanting

graceful delicate foliage

ethereal birch

Birch

Birch (Photo credit: ReneS)

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Notes of Interest Regarding the Birch Tree

  • Birch trees are well known for their impressive peeling bark common to all birches, except the Gray Birch.
  • Young birch trees have a brown trunk and is smooth in its younger years  and turn chalky white, become thick and deeply ridged as they age.
  • Leaves are oval to elliptical-shaped and vary in color from light green to forest green in the summer, changing to yellow, browns and oranges in the Fall season.
  • The uses of birch bark are many: can be soaked in water to be used as a cast for broken bones; used for crafting artistic items; used for constructing canoes; also used for medicinal purposes–to alleviate stomach ailments
  • Beavers use Birch trees to build dams.
  • Many animals, including birds, deer, moose rabbits, and turkeys use the Birch tree as a source of food.
  • Birch trees are relatively hardy –able to live up to 200 years in favorable growing conditions.
  • Catkins are the flowers of the Birch tree.
  • In Germany, on May 1st, young men would decorate Birch trees and leave them in front of their sweetheart’s house. The birch tree was a token of their love.

dandelion love

English: Common dandelions (Taraxacum officina...

English: Common dandelions (Taraxacum officinale) growing on a field in Oulu, Finland. Suomi: Voikukkia (Taraxacum officinale) Oulussa. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

dandelions carpet the lawn

with golden top hats of color…

their inner beauty spotted by another of innocence

the child of simplicity  sees its beauty

and gathers handfuls to form a bouquet

for her mother…

who is delighted…

to be  given  such a beautiful gift!

Blessings of Children

Easter Spring

pushing forth life

Grandchildren, Ayden & Nadia, egg-hunting in the yard.

Grandchildren, Ayden & Nadia, egg-hunting in the yard.Bc

as the children gather

the eggs at play

reminding us

of hope and renewal–

the promise of tomorrow…

the great silence

Kiriko, Kenya, East Africa

Kiriko, Kenya, East Africa

“This is how it always is when I finish a poem.
A great silence comes over me,
and I wonder why I ever thought
to use language !”

adapted quote by RUMI

Words…

courageous attempt to convey the nuances of the heart…

subtleties of the breath within

our innermost thoughts

speaking though the whimsical lines and curves of letters that become words

only…

still we are not heard…

the pulse within still longs

the emotions prolonged

Mother and her Children

the fern green milkweed pod

protectively nourishes its seedlings

throughout the summer months

Closeup of a Milkweed Pod Growing in Johnson C...

Closeup of a Milkweed Pod Growing in Johnson County Kansas near Kansas City…10/1974 (Photo credit: The U.S. National Archives)

then…one day…unannounced…

the linen seed softness opens itself to the world

freely the winds carry the russet color seeds

into the universe giving their gifts

far and wide they travel

giving…receiving…letting go

the romance of the leaves

Lady from Russia, 2011 Photo Credit: Judy Mayer

Lady from Russia, 2011
Photo Credit: Judy Mayer

At first I was saddened by the thought

that scientific discovery made known the fact that the leaves did not change their color in the Fall

that the colors that appear  were there all the time…

the romance of the metamorphosis was taken from me…

the fact was  that the chlorophyll — the energy producing catalyst for the photosynthesis — was being consumed–

and as it was used to give life to the tree—the greenness lessened  in the leaf…

then my thoughts turned inward

and I realized that the concept was not as tragic as it seemed…

the lesson taught me the leaf was much like we humans…

deep beauty lies within each of us…

radiance and truth are at the very core of our being…

a hint of it so evident in the purity of the child

the delight and wonder we see in their eyes…

then as we drink in  life

we struggle for our individuality

while at the same time attempting to blend in with others…

we are green with freshness

we are green with growth

we are green with ideas

then as we age and mature

our greenness…our naivety of life…

transforms into a  beautiful palette of color

…thus when I see the old woman before me…

I do not see death…I see depth

I see the beauty in each wrinkle

I see wonder in the deepness of her eyes

I feel the gentleness of her spirit

I feel she has discovered her true beauty

and it is revealed to us