Seasonal Reflections

Posted by Sue, Volunteer Mentor @sueinmn, Dec 24, 2021

Members of the Mayo Connect Community are a diverse group of seekers, with many different traditions of belief. This season of the year seems to call to all of us to pause and reflect, regardless of our beliefs.
Below is a poem that speaks loudly to me.
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I do not know exactly what brought me here this morning except that when I got up I felt tired of being depressed when, as I am told by so many that "I have everything to be happy for". Yes, it is true, yet, I did not/do not chose to be depressed, and, as I have said so many times, when your foot hurts, you do not go around dancing thanking God because you have no toothache.

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@anonymous260206

Thank you for such encouragement! This morning, as I am sitting on the deck sipping my coffee, I almost felt sorry for myself, then, I reminded me that the sun is shining, I had food for breakfast, I am sipping on hot coffee, so what if I am all alone, so what?

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But you are not alone - maybe physically so, but you have chosen to be part of the Connect community. I care that you struggle, as do many, with the feeling of aloneness. Please remember that you are part of the larger universe.
I am so glad that you chose, for today, to appreciate the sun and savor your hot coffee. I hope you will continue to reach out to others, and to share, in your own way, that for which you are grateful.
Wishing you a peaceful day.
Sue

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@anonymous260206

I do not know exactly what brought me here this morning except that when I got up I felt tired of being depressed when, as I am told by so many that "I have everything to be happy for". Yes, it is true, yet, I did not/do not chose to be depressed, and, as I have said so many times, when your foot hurts, you do not go around dancing thanking God because you have no toothache.

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Oh, finally I can imagine I am not the only person to dance "thanking God I have no toothache." When I hurt nowhere on my body or in it," I am thrilled and immediately "over do" the hourse because tha works are always left undone. The next few days are basically a recuperation with all the glorious music I can find. Music always pulls me out of morosity while working well on the pain..
I am 82 and have had, or so it seems, only autoimmune problems which began when I was 5 years old. The beginning event was a smallpox shot while in a Japanese concentration camp in the Philippine Islands. Other than the fact I almost died from the ensuing infection, we found mostly anything "new" can be ignored but sometimes one or the other will make a painful entry into my physical consciousness. Then I begin the merry-go-round of trying to "figure it out" and force myself to dance to music again..
Normally we, my doctors, specialists and I, do not actually figure it out. We settle on a name with a group of very similar discomforts, I get directions for a new med which works for awhile or even several years. That is when I eventually discard the whole sitiuation as the "problem" seems to either be gone or surpassed by another (new) one.
I was happy to read your note. I hope you will write again.

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@loribmt

Merry Christmas, Laurie. You’re always a beacon of light and hope, my dear. I wish you a very healthy year ahead as well as all of our Connect family! For those of us who don’t have a houseful of friends and family this year, wow, we sure have an extended family here in this forum!

I love the way you signed your message…Ever Hopeful.

“Ever Hopeful” is the foundation for those of us always looking for a positive outcome!
There are so many of us in this Connect forum with the same zest for life, the over-comers, those who persevere through adversity. In our house we call it the sprit of endurance. Laurie, (@artist01), @ess77, @jakedduck1, @lioness, @athenalee are just a tiny few of the members whom I’ve had the pleasure of getting to know in my ‘less than one year’ as a mentor. I never expected to feel the level of emotional connection with so many people I’ll never meet in person!
You all touch my heart. The overwhelming level of support and encouragement all of our members share; to lift each other, to offer hope and a shoulder to lean on is so heartwarming and leaves me, Ever Hopeful.

The holiday season always inspires renewed hope, which we all desperately need. So whatever your reason for the season, I hope it brings peace, harmony and contentment to you and your families.

Merry Christmas and best wishes for Happy and Healthy New Year for all of us!

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@loribmt Lori, you are such a shining success as a mentor for this wonderful Mayo Connect group! We all thank you! This group feels like part of my extended family! I'm alone, but I'm never alone. I'm blessed with my loving and supportive family, although they are a big distance away. My family of 3 sons, 4 adult grandchildren, and 4 younger great-grandchildren! I'm like you, Lori. Every day is a gift. "The heart springs eternal within the human breast".
Merry Christmas to all! Ever Hopeful, Laurie

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@anonymous260206

Thank you for such encouragement! This morning, as I am sitting on the deck sipping my coffee, I almost felt sorry for myself, then, I reminded me that the sun is shining, I had food for breakfast, I am sipping on hot coffee, so what if I am all alone, so what?

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We too are alone all our family are gone but my daughter and her family. Every holiday I look at our dining room table that used to be full now is empty. They are across the USA in the East, too far to come home. The last time was six years ago as they travel around where ever the Air Force sends them. So I look out the window and am thankful for living on the farm. And this year green grass as the cattle graze the pastures and all the new Fall calves running here and there. Of course, there is the guard dog and the five barn cats as they lay in the warm December morning sun. As said above, so what if we are all alone. There is a lot to be thankful for and a New Year coming.

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I live in Texas, Houston, "the friendly state" yet everyone has his/her door locked; no one shares his/her telephone number. Last night, I wanted to follow via zoom a church service, could not get hold of any, and, out of the blue, I get an email inviting me to participate in a Jewish service via zoom. It was so touching, I was so moved, and at the end of the service, the Rabbi prayed for me by name, hearing my name moved me so much, I wanted to cry. The service was in Massachusetts, I do not know how my email got to them, all I can say was that I felt part of a Godly community.

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@sueinmn

Amazing Peace: A Christmas Poem
By Dr. Maya Angelou

Thunder rumbles in the mountain passes
And lightning rattles the eaves of our houses.
Flood waters await us in our avenues.

Snow falls upon snow, falls upon snow to avalanche
Over unprotected villages.
The sky slips low and grey and threatening.

We question ourselves.
What have we done to so affront nature?
We worry God.
Are you there? Are you there really?
Does the covenant you made with us still hold?

Into this climate of fear and apprehension, Christmas enters,
Streaming lights of joy, ringing bells of hope
And singing carols of forgiveness high up in the bright air.
The world is encouraged to come away from rancor,
Come the way of friendship.

It is the Glad Season.
Thunder ebbs to silence and lightning sleeps quietly in the corner.
Flood waters recede into memory.
Snow becomes a yielding cushion to aid us
As we make our way to higher ground.

Hope is born again in the faces of children
It rides on the shoulders of our aged as they walk into their sunsets.
Hope spreads around the earth. Brightening all things,
Even hate which crouches breeding in dark corridors.

In our joy, we think we hear a whisper.
At first it is too soft. Then only half heard.
We listen carefully as it gathers strength.
We hear a sweetness.
The word is Peace.
It is loud now. It is louder.
Louder than the explosion of bombs.

We tremble at the sound. We are thrilled by its presence.
It is what we have hungered for.
Not just the absence of war. But, true Peace.
A harmony of spirit, a comfort of courtesies.
Security for our beloveds and their beloveds.

We clap hands and welcome the Peace of Christmas.
We beckon this good season to wait a while with us.
We, Baptist and Buddhist, Methodist and Muslim, say come.
Peace.
Come and fill us and our world with your majesty.
We, the Jew and the Jainist, the Catholic and the Confucian,
Implore you, to stay a while with us.
So we may learn by your shimmering light
How to look beyond complexion and see community.

It is Christmas time, a halting of hate time.

On this platform of peace, we can create a language
To translate ourselves to ourselves and to each other.

At this Holy Instant, we celebrate the Birth of Jesus Christ
Into the great religions of the world.
We jubilate the precious advent of trust.
We shout with glorious tongues at the coming of hope.
All the earth's tribes loosen their voices
To celebrate the promise of Peace.

We, Angels and Mortals, Believers and Non-Believers,
Look heavenward and speak the word aloud.
Peace. We look at our world and speak the word aloud.
Peace. We look at each other, then into ourselves
And we say without shyness or apology or hesitation.

Peace, My Brother.
Peace, My Sister.
Peace, My Soul.

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So beautiful

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Yes I will, I will indeed, how can I not after such wonderful people who take time from their schedule to write to an unknown grouch? In love and appreciation.

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@johnbishop

The Road Not Taken - by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

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One of my favorites

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@anonymous260206

I live in Texas, Houston, "the friendly state" yet everyone has his/her door locked; no one shares his/her telephone number. Last night, I wanted to follow via zoom a church service, could not get hold of any, and, out of the blue, I get an email inviting me to participate in a Jewish service via zoom. It was so touching, I was so moved, and at the end of the service, the Rabbi prayed for me by name, hearing my name moved me so much, I wanted to cry. The service was in Massachusetts, I do not know how my email got to them, all I can say was that I felt part of a Godly community.

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Good Morning, I am glad someone found a way for you to enjoy a Christmas service. I can imagine the joy in your heart. Thanks to a caring person where ever they may be. Have a happy new year in 2022 and thanks for the Clinic Connect that binds each of us in a different way. Stay healthy and safe in the days to come. KLH

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