What’s So Special About Today?

Pensive man leaning on a tableI had in mind the phrase “Never have an ordinary day,” thinking that it was from some commercial.  (Is it?  Let me know.)  But when I looked it up just to be sure I wasn’t going to get sued for using it, I saw that it’s attributed to Emilie Barnes, the author of a number of books on time and household management, including More Hours in My Day and If Teacups Could Talk.  (She also has a website, www.mhimd.com–yes, the initials are for “more hours in my day.”)  All this chirpiness and efficiency sounds a little dorky, doesn’t it?  She’s really pretty down to earth and practical, though.  She’s had to be:

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Can a Pair of Neon Orange Slippers Make Me Happy?

Orange slippers and Halloween vestYou’ll remember, of course, that Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz had a pair of ruby slippers that made her very happy because they took her back home.  Here in the picture you can see a pair of extremely bright-orange slippers, along with a pattern, two types of fabric, and a black beaded top.  So what’s their significance in my life?  They’re all items that have to do with what we’re supposed to wear for the Cherry Creek Chorale concert coming up on Oct. 23 & 24.  Can we just wear our regular chorale outfits?  Oh no.  That would be too easy.  It’s a Halloween concert, so we have to wear Halloween costumes.

What does all the foregoing have to do with happiness?  Two things:

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More Transient Pleasures

hanging basket cover with peach impatienceI wrote a post back in May about the importance of paying attention to fleeting pleasures, using pictures of my spring tulips as examples.  Now we’re into October, and while Intellicast says that we have at least ten more days of warm days and cool-but-not-freezing nights, the first frost is coming, certainly by the last week of the month. My beautiful baskets of impatiens will droop and blacken, no longer the daily joy that they’ve been all summer.  

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Can Love Be Scheduled?

Woman writing a to-do list on a white boardWould you say that a whiteboard schedule could ever be a tool that would show love?  I heard a great story along these lines several months ago and have been meaning to post about it, and I’ve been thinking about the struggles I have with my own schedule, and about the strategy of scheduling in general, so now seems a good time.

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A Happy Follow-Up

 

Book cover for A Homemade Life, showing teacups hanging and glassesSome time within the past couple of years (how’s that for specificity?) I spotted Molly Wizenberg’s book at a trip to the downtown branch of the Denver Public Library.  (A truly beautiful place, by the way.)  I’d never heard of her and was attracted solely by the adorable cover.  (You may remember my post on her second book, Delancey, and our trip there when we visited Seattle this past summer.)  Although the descriptions and reviews of this book usually say that it’s written about the death of Molly’s father, there’s a lot more to it than that.  I guess it could be classified under the dreaded “coming of age” heading, but the writing is so good and so free from sentimentality, and there’s so much about food and cooking in it, that the teenage and young-adult angst woven throughout is tolerable.  Even funny at times.

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A Simple Book on Simplicity

cover of Freedom of Simplicity, landscape with a treeFreedom of Simplicity:  Finding Harmony in a Complex World by Richard J. Foster, originally published in 1981; now available in several formats through Amazon, Google Books, and Barnes & Noble, to name the biggies.  Foster is or has been a theologian, teacher, pastor and writer, and (I just found out) lives near Denver.

We’ve had the 1989 paperback version of this book on our shelves for many years; I think Jim brought it into the marriage.  For some reason I just recently decided to read it and have been challenged and rebuked by many of its ideas.  Foster is well known for an earlier book, Celebration of Discipline, with this book being somewhat of a followup.

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Never Say “For Now”

Trencher piling up junk at the dumpIt would be great if I would follow my own advice.  In the chapter on “The Big Effect of Small Actions” in my book I talk about how important it is to keep up on small jobs that will inevitably balloon into large ones if neglected.  (Have you noticed the new “Resources” tab on this website?  You can now buy an ebook version of Intentional Happiness directly from this website as well as buying the paperback or Kindle version from Amazon.)  Every time I went into the “downloads” section of my library, which is where I put the images from my wonderful image service, Dollar Photo Club, I would get irritated.  ‘What a mess!’ I’d think.

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The Joy of Being Heard

Doctor explaining“What matters is not what is said, but what is heard.”

“I’m only responsible for what I say, not for what you understand.”

“If your students haven’t learned, you haven’t taught.”

Which is these statements do you agree with?  I was often reminded of the third one when I was a teacher myself, and while there’s some truth in it the students’ responsibility is ignored.  I can’t make my students learn.The middle statement is just plain wrong; I’m always getting myself into trouble by saying things that are misunderstood.  But the first statement is a valid principle, I think.  I had an experience yesterday in which I was truly heard, and because that happened I am probably on the way to overcoming a long-standing medical problem.

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Is There a Positive Side to Tragedy?

Cover for Upside, showing a plant growing from a tangleUpside:  The New Science of Post-Traumatic Growth by Jim Rendon, Touchstone Books, 2015.  Available through Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and other retailers.  Visit his author website at jimrendon.com.

Wouldn’t it be sort of obvious that we almost always learn and change the most through difficult times? It is, but if you think about it the heaviest emphasis in the past couple of decades has been on the negative consequences of trauma, especially with the official diagnosis of PTSD—post traumatic stress disorder. And there is no doubt that those who have experienced pain, injury, disaster, and loss often, indeed almost always, suffer from all kinds of lingering issues, from flashbacks to sleeping problems to depression. Yet we know that we also grow from those experiences. As I read this book I realized that there has often been an either/or, all-or-nothing school of thought about trauma. Either I learn and grow, or I am a lesser person than I was. The message of this book is that it can be both. The author, veteran journalist Jim Rendon, begins by telling about his father, a Holocaust survivor. On the one hand, the negative one, his father sleeps poorly and is sometimes consumed by anxiety. On the other hand, the positive one, he is full of humor and compassion. “All that he lived through, all that he survived, all that he lost, left him changed and some of those changes have been truly positive” (xv).

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