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Archive for June, 2012

Bright Uplifting Days

Wednesday, June 27th, 2012

We all know that too much sun is a bad thing. Overexposure to harmful radiation can cause skin cancer and lead to faster aging. After all, overexposure to anything is never a good idea. Even a favorite song can become the bane of one’s existence if listened to often enough. The key is everything in moderation… right? But in all honesty, how can anyone stay out of the sun and all that it provides?

The sun is the giver of all life. Without the sun, plants couldn’t grow, animals couldn’t eat and we’d all starve. No wonder ancient civilizations looked upon the bright sphere with wonder, adoration and fear… the sun giveth and the sun taketh away. Even modern medicine is mindful to its opposing wonders.

Science has confirmed that high doses of radiation can cause severe bodily injuries, but research has also proven the miraculous immunity booster of vitamin D3, the only vitamin that the body can synthesize from sunlight. And we all know how invigorating and revitalizing a day in the sun can be for both body and mind.

Sunny, summer days help awaken our inner, carefree child and remind us to pause for a refreshing and bright cause…

Rejoice in Sunlight

A most brilliant author once wrote, “And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” Well, F. Scott Fitzgerald certainly knew what he was taking about.

Summer has a unique way of ushering in a period of joyfulness and innocence. When we awaken to mornings of sunlight seeping in through the blinds, and open our windows to the chirping of birds and a light summer’s breeze, we can’t help but be in a good mood. Even if the night before was pure crap and stress, a bright morning helps wash away the muck and grim of our anxiety. Like the rising sun, our spirits are lifted and we just feel better…

It’s like we’re transported to a time of pure happiness and joy; a time when innocence reigned supreme and the dark edges of responsibility hovered in the space beyond our reckoning… childhood.

True, growing-up isn’t easy to do and there are certainly many lows experienced during our early years, but the naivety of childhood allows for moments untouched by the rigors of life. Besides, summer was always a period of good old fun.

We were free from all our burdens; free from school, homework, demanding teachers and unforgiving principals. Instead of days filled with schedules and dread, we had days filled with spontaneous adventures and excitement. It was a heaven that unfortunately becomes lost to arduous jobs and financial liabilities…

Let the Sun Rejuvenate You

But just because we’re grown up, doesn’t mean we can’t have fun in the sun.

Summer is the start of solstice parades and festivals, the start of numerous street fairs, and the beginning of sunset filled happy hours…everything an adult can be excited about.

So, let the brightness of the sun and summer seep into your bones and invade your being. Feel your spirit rise in the reminiscent innocence of childhood, and take opportunities to let loose and shed the heavy chains of life.

Summer is finally here, and the sun is calling… Go out and enjoy it!

No Regrets. Only Love.

Tuesday, June 19th, 2012

When one grows up surrounded by a loving, caring family they learn to live life with the same respectable qualities, being encouraged by the intricate and unique ties between family members. They will never feel alone, and can always find strength in the universal love shining upon them from endearing parents, sisters, brothers and relatives. Their family is their foundation; their ship navigating them through the choppy, unpredictable, overwhelming, and at times dangerous waters of life. Every member plays a significant role (even the second cousin, twice removed married to a character straight from the twilight zone), but parents rise above all for they are the heroes, protecting their precious offspring from daily mishaps and misadventures. As children we look up at them in awe, convinced they can protect us from all evil and fix any kind of mistake. But then the hormones and stubbornness of teenage angst kicks into high gear and parents become the enemy, and the qualities we once admired are reduced to annoying character traits…

We then stumble through life, half blinded and completely unpredictable, learning as we go until something miraculous happens… we finally grow up. And maturity brings forth wisdom, the same wisdom we were taught as youngsters, and the same wisdom we ignored as teenagers. Not only do we become indebted to our parents at this time, we become appreciative of them and begin to look at them in a new, introspective light.

You see, once we grow up and stop messing around we can value the traits our families implanted in us from the time of our births…

Qualities and characteristics of our parents suddenly become our qualities and characteristics, and we quickly realize that we are in fact, “a chip off the old block.”

For me, my mother was the block. Her tenacious character and innate desire to push forward and earn success through hard work and sweat were qualities I tried to emulate and grow upon. And through a lot of blood, sweat and tears with my mother as my steadfast lighthouse, I built my empire and secured a lifetime of success… But like the caterpillar that metamorphose into a beautiful butterfly, I too found myself changing and my ideals on success evolving to a more virtuous state… all because of my father.

Dad was an interesting character. To me he always seemed simple, and uncomplicated. He took life as a grain of salt, and lived it honorably and humbly. The desire to climb to the top of the corporate ladder was never a prospect for him because the desire to please others was much stronger. His open persona and ability to make people laugh gave him power over others’ happiness. Those in a state of despair or trapped in a foul mood couldn’t resist his charms and could never ignore one of his stories…

Dad would come alive when retelling a story. His vibrancy and excitement would pull listeners in close, and his words would wash over them and comfort them like a favorite blanket on a cold winter’s night. He could hold a whole crowd captivated in his words, and yet each person would feel he was talking to them only.

His stories and warm personality could save anyone from the jowls of depression… and he became my savior.

When my father passed I realized how unfair I had been to him. I always gave credit to my mother for my achievements, but in reality it was his closeness to people that tied me down and saved me from the ravages of success…

I see it all the time… individuals who finally “make-it” feel entitled and demand respect rather than earning it. Their ego’s get in the way and they no longer are human beings but simply another player in Big Business.

I’m a lucky one. I still work hard for every penny, but my priorities are my family and friends. The love I receive from them guides me through life and acts as a life preserver when things get hairy and I feel I’m about to drown… That is what my father taught me, and what I aspire to pass on.

So on this Father’s Day, I hope we all can respect and appreciate what our dads have done, are doing, and will do for us. Even though he is gone, my father still guides me with his warm and humble heart, and all I want to say to him is, “I Love You and Thank You.”