Advice for Life

Advice To Son

Priceless and something to pass on to my daughter!  Tim has inspired me to write to my daughter but I’ll quote him often as his advice to his son, Luke, was sheer poetry.

Happy Father’s Day

Q

Who Needs This?

Check out the great undersea footage on bristolmarinesurvey.com!  Visit and bring it close to you…the underwaterworld is facinating just look and see! 

Part of the inspiration for Bristol Marine was the loss of a good friend’s husband in California who was a professional diver.  Nothing takes the place of an actual person but using a machine in inclement conditions is common sense and doesn’t jeopardize the diver’s jobs but works in conjunction making the job safer, cutting time in the water, and getting to the job assigned with greater accuracy.  Portable and profitable.  What’s not to love?  The start up business in a place where complaining is more acceptable than doing something about the situation is the answer I guess – please, prove me wrong!

Taxes in Maine might not be so difficult if everyone had a paycheck in line with the rest of the country.  Energy costs are keeping up with inflation but the average person in Maine has to work three jobs just to meet those costs, if their lucky.  Is that acceptable?  Maine is like a person with low self esteem, willing to take the abuse because that’s the way it’s done and scared of success?  What would you do with a weekend or evening off and little financial stress?  Of course perhaps that’s a difficult task no matter where you are in the nation today. But what do I know I’m from away?  Well, I know I’ve never worked so hard to get so little and frankly, I’m scared and very disappointed.  So much potential – Maine should be more than a vacation land…it’s strong, independent, and resourceful – demand what you (Maine) deserve!

Q

 

“Count Your Blessings”

A Josh Groban medley of lyrics made into a “found” poem written to reflect the fear and anxiety about loosing our home – of course it helps if you love Josh!  “Count your blessings” was the last advice my grandfather gave me our last night together before he died of lymphoma.  If he could count his blessings fighting cancer, I can count mine no matter what is happening in my life.
 
“Count Your Blessings…”
 
My forever Love 
Weeping
Fly me up to where you are beyond the distant star
A Secret Place
Don’t Give Up
Because you want to be heard
A Splendor in the light,
The sun on your skin, (my child)
Rest your wings my butterfly
Everybody wants to be understood
Everybody wants to be loved
I feel you all around me
Believe
It’s Now or Never
Somewhere Over the Rainbow
We were Dreamers not so long ago
Magic slipped away
Believe in what your heart is telling
Isn’t Faith believing all power can’t be seen?
Somedays we forget to look around us
Somedays we can’t see the joy that surrounds us
For tonight we pray for what we know can be -
It’s up to us to be the change
There’s so much to be thankful for
Each of us must find our truth
 
“Count you blessings”
Compiled by Mel

Ethically Bereft Business…

what a sad commentary.  Our first year in Maine I was ecstatic about the beautiful world we’d moved to and the caring people we befriended.  Maine is still a beauty but hasn’t provided enough business to keep us as a Maine only business.  So this year we branched out worldwide and I’m completely speechless over the lack of ethics in the business world.  Multibillion dollar companies evaluate your worth based on whether we bring them significant income before making the decision to pay our invoice without argument and on time.  Each job literally determines whether our new business continues in operation so not living up to the contract puts us in jeopardy. (We own Bristol Marine Science and Survey – A service using remotely operated submersibles – bristolmarinesurvey.com)

Between a friend’s betrayal and the lack of ethics or just good business practices I’m completely disallusioned.  We even managed to catch FedEx unaware and completely uninformed about our shipment and do they make amends?  No!  They put us in collections when we wouldn’t pay $8,000.00 more than the smaller company that delivered our shipment on time, to our doorstep (we had to take our shipment to the airport tarmac to send it out with FedEx), and for $8000 less.  They promised a Friday delivery and didn’t know where it was on the following Sunday, it wasn’t located until Tuesday after doing our own sleuthing to find the package.  Each day delayed cost our customer $25, 000.00.  Apologies?  Nah, just pay the bill pal…

Dormant Muse No More

It has been a while since I last wrote as Q on the muse but then I’ve been keeping my new website and blog going – dancestones.org and dancestones.wordpress.com – where stones of comfort have consumed my energy and attention.  Since visiting Queen Mab’s Muse last many Maine stones have been sent around the country giving comfort to those struggling with loss or illness, those reaching out to friends, and others simply wishing to send their heart felt love to people they care deeply for…

I’ve changed my header to send a message of concern to all who visit my blog…in searching for a sign that what I was doing truly offered the help and support I wished to give I came across this large stone in a sideways cross position as if Jesus had left it that way signifying the ultimate sacrifice of love.  Whether or not it was my “message” it made me feel my prayers were being spoken to and besides it makes a great story. 

To all those searching to live their passion, don’t give up!  Happy End of March, 2008!

All the $ and Beauty in the World…

…won’t fix my father’s health.  How ironic that a man dedicated to daily workouts, cuisine lean and devoid of sugar or fat, and rigorous activity should be aflicted with an intestinal blockage.  His recovery from the colon surgery, of course, was phenomenal because of his outstanding physical condition however the problem was more than a constricted bowel .  Despite all the “clean” living and obsessive exercise, my dad was diagnosed with cancer.  Had he followed Katie Couric’s advice and had a regular colonoscopy, the cancer might have been detected much earlier preventing its spread to his liver.  His invincible spirit instantly felled with his physical health.  Dad’s greatest fear is that he won’t be able to work and to participate in life with clarity and energy.

Suddenly all that seemed important before is put into perspective. 

Maine (Life) Discovery Continued

The morning is just stunning.  Sun streaming through the windows, a light breeze feathering through the trees lush branches of green leaves, the early summer air clear and smelling of that green, a new day, new world, another chance to begin and live.

Buzz told me spring in Maine is spectacular and was made even more so after the barren winter.  I couldn’t believe of such an impact because I thought winter in Maine was “stunning” and also a reawkening to what life could hold.  But then came spring and  all God’s glory is visible and renewed daily.  A different bloom pops up week to week keeping the beauty constantly at the oohing and ahhing stage.  I’ve been reduced to childlike responses and vocabulary because the gratitude I feel and joy is gutfelt euphoria. 

I love Maine, my new life, my family and all those that inspired me to reach down, take control of who I was to be in the second half of my existence.  When fifty comes in two years, who I have become will reflect the tough beauty that is this enigma, Maine.

“To thine ownself be true.” William Shakespeare

Thank you Buzz.

Interesting Article, a New Perspective on G.W.?

Seems a little deja vu for me in some ways.  Check it out and see what you think.

http://news.independent.co.uk/environment/climate_change/article2539349.ece

Poetry to think on…

in honor of Mother  Poem A Day: from Poets.org

Academy of American Poets <poetnews@poets.org>

I found the poem to at first turn me off, not what I expected to something truly thought provoking and intriguing.  I love the last stanza especially.Mother
by Herman de Coninck
translated by Kurt Brown & Laure-Anne Bosselaar

What you do with time
is what a grandmother clock
does with it: strike twelve
and take its time doing it.
You’re the clock: time passes,
you remain. And wait.

Waiting is what happens to
a snow-covered garden,
a trunk under moss,
hope for better times
in the nineteenth century,
or words in a poem.

For poetry is about letting things
grow moldy together, like grapes
turning into wine, reality into preserves,
and hoarding words
in the cellar of yourself.

With Spring and Sun comes…

…the need for fewer clothes covering the body.  Having already begun the cleaving of pounds process, I needed to address my body image.  Most of the time I hide in large sizes thinking I look better than exposing my curves to the general public.  Wrong…I watch the shows that give women makeovers, the Oprah shows on looking your best no matter what your size, etc.  I now only own one or two black outfits and have fallen in love with scarves, 3/4 sleeves (oldie but a goody), and bright colors in flattering solids or ”non-expanding” designs.  I’m willing to stop wearing tents but polka dots and horizontal lines are for more slender people, they do nothing but make me look larger.  Jackets, jean or otherwise, with curve appeal – not boxy and square but slightly fitted, are my saving grace.  I can wear something sleeveless but don’t feel undressed or exposed and my lumps are covered but my curves are accentuated.

To top it all off, I started my own Arbonne business.  A few weeks ago I blogged about my friend’s business and how wonderful the Arbonne skin care system felt.  It was so good I had to join her team and spread the word.  Since it is more beneficial than any product I  ever tried in my life, and that’s a lot, I felt a desire to be a part of the company.  In a sense the Arbonne opportunity was presented to me at a time when it was actually an answer to my prayers.  How lucky I am to not only begin getting younger looking skin but to be making money helping others do the same as well!

There are baby/children and mens products that I have just begun to use from Arbonne as well as a weight loss system that I thought I’d try with a before and after picture of myself.

 If you’d like a sample and want more information, check out suissebeaute.myarbonne.com

Email – SwissSkye@myarbonne.com

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