Daily Archives: May 11, 2010

Be Helpful!

  • Be helpful.
    • I try each day.
    • Each person I meet.
  • Be helpful.
    • Each moment is precious.
    • Each life is precious.
  • Be helpful.
    • I try each day.
    • Each soul I encounter.

Originally written:  August 23, 1997

  • This is a little “ditty” is a reflection on my personal mission or life objective. The Seven Habits of Highly Effective People class by Stephen Covey  attendees graduate with a personal mission statement. Mine was several sentences long when I graduated.  I attended this class as a middle manager in IBM IT organization.  As a result of the class I chose to move to a new job in a new location.  The class was instrumental in changing my life’s direction.   As years went by my mission statement boil down to “Be Helpful.”  
  • This motto has provides me with a sense of satisfaction with my life, both past and future.   It is reward each day.  Each day builds to weeks, months, and years.    The result is a life of service to those closest to me providing them satisfaction.

It Feels So Good!

  • Into my life some rain must fall,
    • A mist,
    • Or a drizzle,
    • Or a steady rain,
    • And even a down pour.
  • I make something positive
    • Of each moment,
    • Whether the rain is cold or warm.
  • Enjoy the moment,
    • Learn from each second,
    • And each raindrop.
  • Let the wetness
    • Wash over me
    • To cleanse me
    • And refresh me.
  • Humm- Mmmm -Mmm it feels so good!

Originally written:  August 23, 1997

  • When I was a young boy I lived in Ahmeek, MI.  It is a small village surrounded by forests and hills of pine and hardwood trees in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula.  I loved to escape to the forest.  
  • When it starts to rain, the sound of the first raindrops on the leaves brings a sense of well-being and calms my mind. The breeze rustling the leaves and pine needles creates the music of the forest. The thunder and lightning are like the percussion instruments of an orchestra. 
  •  Together the sounds make up a symphony playing Rachmaninoff piano concerto.  It starts slow and gentle and then builds to a crescendo and fades away. I close my eyes and the sounds and feelings of walking in the hills and forests around Ahmeek returns to me.  I use it as a memory to escape into when stress crushes in around me.