Use Your Words for Healing

Today at the doctor's office I ran into an acquaintance. At first glance I didn't recognize her because her hair was different. After grabbing a cup of hot water for my coffee and preparing to sit, I noticed her standing to get my attention. "Oh, hello." I greeted her with a smile and a big hug. She was one of the people at chemotherapy that had engaged me in conversation a few months ago. She was so friendly that day that I had to offer her some of my gourmet coffee. Thus began a budding friendship.

This day she was filled with tales of ailments, and woe and family. I patiently listened wondering if she had ever practiced praying or making affirmations. Or if she had ever finished the box of coffee she got from me. It seemed that she was content to tell me all of the things that caused her to be in such poor health, even asking me to touch the knot on the back of her head. Really, that was special because I'm very particular about what I touch.

Soon she was called back by the phlebotomist and I to the exam room. I didn't get a chance to ask her to start reciting affirmations for good health and to pray throughout the day.  But I do know how to pray and besides, I've got her number.

Charmed I'm Sure

Good morning world. A restful sleep and an interesting dream has me thinking about jewels; one on my ear and others nearby. What's the meaning of this one huge, clustered, diamond earring in my left ear. Hmmmm! As I awake I think of the jewel as a trinket that might be placed on a charm bracelet and that reminds me of the bracelet my mom bought me when I graduated from 8th grade. Wow! Such a long time ago. But lately I've been longing to purchase a silver bracelet to hang all of my latest accomplishments. That bracelet from 8th grade was such a treat and I'm reminded of it as though it was given to me yesterday. The astonishment of receiving such a nice gift from my mom still brings joy. On that bracelet hung my life. Roller skating, reading, writing, sewing, knitting and the things I couldn't find a replica for, boys. Yeah I was a little boy crazy.

How was my mom able to afford such a gift having so many children? She was a stay-at-home mom and my dad was an auto mechanic. The bracelet was a lasting gift and one I cherished so much. It spoke volumes of her love for me. Perhaps because she is now in her waning years I want to have something close by that will always remind me of her love.

Who Has Fun During Chemo?

One of my chemo health care providers is so entertaining. She tells the other nurses to not spoil me because she's not going to nurture me the same way. I say why not? Anyway I have a birthday coming up don't you want to be nice to me? She's a hoot and playfully calls us by names that depict our characters. Just a few minutes ago she dubbed a gentleman Billie D. He happened to look like a younger Billie D. Williams. I'm the "Coffee Queen".  I respond, "thank you for blessing me with that title." She then tells other patients about my coffee. Nurse Sharon says there are many layers to me. Hmmmm do you think she was trying to say I have multiple personalities or I'm just a very interesting person? Some of you will get this.

Usually I take plenty of reading material or work on projects or make calls. Being in Sharon's section is a treat for me. She knows how to engage in conversation and make me laugh. Lord knows my best medicine is laughter right now. I tell her what I've been up to and always give her free samples of coffee whenever I'm in her section. I think she looks forward to seeing me, although she tries to play me off like I'm no big deal.  

Sharon is from Trinidad, a place I long to visit. Trinidad is referenced in my book Looking for the Promise. This is one thing I haven't shared with her yet, she has to unpeel that layer because I don't want to seem boastful.

In order to make this challenge work to my advantage I have to have fun during chemo. I usually do even when I'm there alone. It gives me an opportunity to do what I do best; talk and meet new people.
 

Getting Up from a Fall

It’s been a few years since I decided to do a women’s study for purposes of ministry. A challenge set me back from reaching this goal, but the subject has come up again and I need to finish what I’ve started. Reviewing my journal entries from that time my eyes locked on a passage I’d written about a stumble I’d had at the public library. On a Monday afternoon, September 19, 2011 with my arms and a bag loaded with books I tripped over a curb. Oh my gosh I’d had a terrible spill. My books flew everywhere and I was lying on the ground moaning for help. People started congregating to help. My concern was that all of the books were recovered and placed in my car. What the heck did I do? Professionals were on the way to aid me. All of this comes up because just recently, Friday, September 27, 2013 I was at the home of a young business associate helping her launch her business. The presentation was done, the guests were impressed to help the young lady by purchasing products and I’m walking out feeling good. She has my bag; I’m holding my purse and a few products and all of a sudden, BAM-face down in the asphalt parking lot. This time I opted out of a trip to emergency. I seemed to be okay. The ladies decided that one would drive me home in my car while the other followed. The parallel here with both falls is that as I went about trying to be a blessing to someone, I tripped and fell. I can’t even blame an enemy for this as it was my feet, my hands, my arms my thoughts that caused me to fall. But what do I learn from this. PAY ATTENTION! You will surely fall if you don’t.

 

Have Organo Gold Execs Lost Their Mind

The Organo Gold Company has not lost its mind. In a recent convention of twenty thousand people Organo Gold (OG) rolled out Phase II of their healthy coffee marketing plan. Included in this plan is the appointment of golfer, Greg Norman as Global Branding Ambassador. Mr. Norman sought out the company to add to his plethera of businesses. He has worked his way up the ranks as a Ruby Exec as of this writing.

In all of network marketing there’s never been a company with such explosive momentum, and they haven't tapped into the real momentum yet. In the city of Las Vegas where the Stand United 2013 Convention took place, OG revealed measures for continued growth in sales and marketing. The revised Coffee Connoisseur Club is guaranteed to increase product awareness. Distributors of the Organo Gold coffee can concentrate also on building a financially healthy future.

Organo Gold Ladies and guests meet to discuss the OG Business Model.

Mercedes Sightings - Hint

Driving on the expressway toward my 8am appointment I took notice of all of the Black Benzes on the road. There were quite a few, more than usual. I pondered if the drivers were driving the “free” ones. I looked for the Organo Gold logo and didn’t see it on any of the vehicles. But still this was a “hint, hint, clue, clue” for me. After the appointment I met my hubby for lunch. While waiting inside the restaurant for him, in walks two young ladies; one wearing a Mercedes Benz T-shirt. While waiting for our lunch order I walked over to the young ladies' table to ask for a card so I could peruse the site she maintained. (She said this to the server who stopped to ask her about the vehicles.) As soon as I arrived home I fired up the computer and surfed to the Benz site. Guess I’ll go test drive that Benz this week. Getting prepared for greater!

I Wish I Could Have Danced More

Back in the day she used to try all of the latest dances but to no avail. She had only learned the dances as they were going out. Even stepping, Chicago style, was a little difficult for her. The fancy twirls and steps tripped her up. But now that she was born again she could do all of the twirls and everything. Maybe her confidence had grown so she felt she could do anything and not be embarrassed. The last time she "stepped" was at a wedding, and she only lasted about five minutes before she had to tell her dance partner to give it a rest. Winded and red in the face she faced her very sanctified mother. The question she posed, "What, you dancing now?"