Category Archives: heart

dung.

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all i see is a heart

and i know 

that i have crossed paths

with a sweet and amazing

canine artist.

 

 

“to fashion stars out of dog dung,

that is the great work.

to take a negative experience and,

by comparing it to something worse,

make it feel good, is a great skill. “

-alexandra david- neel

 

growing.

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as we watched 

the big kids perform

‘a christmas carol’

the kinder 

kept whispering

and asking 

‘why is that man so mean?’

‘why is he so crabby?’ 

‘how can he be that mean?’

I told them that later in the play

mr. scrooge’s heart will grow

and he will learn to be nice 

just like what happened to the grinch

 it made my own heart grow

 to think about

their innocence 

their naturally kind and compassionate state of being

how they could not even begin to imagine

why someone would choose to be mean.

‘i think being nice is more important than being clever.’

-ricky gervais

 

who’s the boss?

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I find it simply impossible

to sit through

one single episode of

‘undercover boss’

without tears rolling down my face

or to watch 

one rerun of

‘the office’

without laughing out loud. 

my daughters have said

that most of my own stories

end with me

either crying or laughing.

apparently 

my heart is the real boss of me. 

 

“Sometimes you have to take a break from being the kind of boss

that’s always trying to teach people things.

Sometimes you just have to be the boss of dancing.”

(Season 2, Episode 11) The Office – Michael Scott (Steve Carrell)

 

 

 

 

image credit: nbc tv/comedy central – the office

fence.

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while the kinders

happily watch and cheer them on

from their side

of the playground fence

the big kids play soccer 

on their side of the fence

made happier by 

 the enthusiastic audience.

“throw your heart over the fence and the rest will follow.”

-norman vincent peale

 

 

from the heart.

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walking up to the register

i saw the cashier

a bit of an awkward, gawky type

with kind eyes and a worried face

who didn’t appear to have a lot of self-confidence

having just finished with a customer

he was ready to deal with my order.

his head was down

  i said hello

he looked at me and said

“that last customer told me to smile.

he has no idea how hard it is for me

how hard it is to be here right now

no idea what im dealing with

what i’m going through

how it’s a miracle i’m even here

it would be really hard for anyone

 i have to be here until midnight

this is just the beginning of my shift.”

as he quietly told me this

tears began to slowly roll down his face

 he grabbed a box of tissues to wipe them away

all the while continuing to check me out.

 we bagged my things together

as he went on –

“they told me to hold in my emotions

but i think its okay to show them

what’s wrong with that, i think it’s a good thing?”

when he finished with my order

his manager came over

with a compassionate and not angry face

without a word

took over his register

i thanked him for helping me

 agreed that it’s certainly okay to feel and express things

 told him that i hope things will get better

 he walked off in silence and punched out

i hope that he takes a long break

 goes home for the day

 whatever he needs

 has someone waiting for him who will support him

i don’t think he wanted an answer from me

just wanted me to listen

to acknowledge his humanity

his struggles, his emotions

 tell him that it was okay for him to feel and express them

i hope he is back when i stop in for my weekly grocery shop.

i hope that things are better.

“tears come from the heart and not from the brain.”

-leonardo da vinci