Thoughts for Tuesday by Suzanne Bates
'm not sure why chatter about the sleeveless dress style adopted by most television newswomen is reaching a crescendo in women's circles. I suspect it may be owing in part to the fact that the so-called fad launched by Michelle O has taken a firm hold. The dress is now the uniform of the anchor desk. You don't have to be told what to wear. Stunning, savvy, smart women journalists know they have to exercise more than their minds to stay in the game.
March Madness is a religious holiday in my household. College basketball is on. This year will be especially crazy, since my husband’s alma mater is Syracuse, which was on a 25-0 run until they lost a couple of games.
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As I was thinking about my last message in 2013, I came across a poem by M. Jolynn Rawson Hunter, titled True Joy:
I was struck by the power and relevance of that message at this time of year. We rush to the close of the season hurried and often ...unsatisfied. We think so much about what is left undone that it it leaves us feeling incomplete, unsatisfied. That's hardly a path to joy.
My wish, our wish for all this holiday season is that we feel the fullness of each day, incomplete as our tasks or accomplishments may be. What is left undone, is a true gift indeed. The joy is in the doing. Happiness isn't in the future, it is now. We can feel complete in our incompleteness. If we embrace this, we will experience true joy, not only this holiday season, but all year.
Thank you for being part of our community. It is a joy to know you are there reading and watching. Have a wonderful, joyous New Year.
Here is the rest of the poem:
Will we really feel complete when the task is done, or look back and see how we missed so much fun?
Self consumed so we can't see anything else, hurting those we love as well as ourselves.
So many things around us to be grateful for, when seeking for an answer willingly open the door.
So often, others see what's in front of our face, but we're too blind to look as we're snared in the race.
What is this life supposed to be about?
Is it money, fortune, fame, or a big house?
When speaking to a man on his dying bed, none of these answers are what he said.
Family, love, laughter are what we should seek.
These are the precious things right outside your door.
Source: True Joy, Life Lesson Poem http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/true-joy#ixzz2mLemnwmX