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Happy Monday! Are you pepped up..prayed up and ready to go?

Do you know that statistics say that many people have heart attacks  on Monday morning going to jobs that they hate!

My nugget for the day is…

Don’t let undeserving people kill your spirit and make you bitter. Sometimes others around you can’t accept that you’re  growing…making positive changes, and creating a happier, more productive and peaceful life. They are energy drainers, be aware.  Stay as far away from them as you would someone with a bad cold!

Sometimes others are stuck in their own stuff! YoU can’t change that. It’s good to care and be supportive but not at the expense of  letting someone impinge on your development and happiness…

So…keep smiling and focused and remember that you can’t control what people say or do but..you can decide how and if  you choose to respond to them!

Stay Pepped up…Prayed up…and ready to go!!!

 

Please share what keeps you up and motivated when your surroundings are a challenge?

From the desk of Ameenah Ross

Nurse. Author.Speaker

http://www.ameenahross.com


 

 

Are You Ready To Make a Choice?

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Happy or sad.

Love or hate.

Optimistic or pessimistic.

Grateful or unappreciative.

Holding on to baggage or taking it to the dump.

Living with passion & a purpose or just existing.

In control of your life or being controlled by circumstances.

How’s life’s journey going so far? Is there anything you’d like to change … another path you’d like to take?
The great thing is that we’re  responsible for our own lives and therefore have the power to change the path we’re traveling.
Sometimes… F.E.A.R. (False Expectations Appearing Real) creeps in and it feels safer to do nothing…but I’ve learned to feel the fear and do it anyway! (the name of a great book I read years ago) I take little steps…like testing the pool water before plunging in for a swim.

Each day we get a little older and the reality is that none of us will get out of this world alive! So…hmm…do you want to live it striving for passion and purpose or are you content to just exist day-to-day …year to year? I’ve decided to shoot for the stars and maybe …just maybe, I’ll at least land on the moon!

We are all blessed with a gift…a talent …something we’re to share with the world… Are you ready to make your presence known?

Please join me if you can for a meet and Greet Book Signing on August 24th

Ameenah Ross book signing, 8.24.14

or visit me at http://www.ameenahross.com/#!our-coaches/cktc

I Am My Mother’s Eyes…

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At 28 my mother was completely blind. I was 11 and my brother was 6. The year before, as she was losing her sight, if my dad wasn’t able to get off work to take her to a clinic appointment, it became my job. We lived in Boston, so the good thing was that public transportation was convenient.
For a little girl, I had a big job. To get my Mom to the clinic safely, not letting her trip on a stair, bump into anything or have any accidents. I didn’t always count the stairs correctly or keep her from bumping into something, but I did the best that I could.
What I disliked the most was people staring at us. I hated it… however, we were always offered a seat on the train or bus.
I became my mother’s new set of eyes. Reading her the mail, the stories in magazines that she liked…many of the same ones I watched her read when she could see. I wrote all of her letters, business and the ones to friends.
One of my favorite things was going to the Hallmark store and reading different cards to her until she found something she liked. I became a connoisseur of greeting cards. Sometimes I think that my passion for writing was ignited from my reading and writing for her.
When my mother went blind she was offered classes to help her adapt to her new way of life. I remember a woman coming to teach her braille, a system of writing for the blind consisting of raised dots that can be interpreted by touch. Mom, for reasons I don’t remember, didn’t continue with that. She didn’t want to have a see and eye dog or learn to use a cane.
My mother, however, never stopped taking care of our home. She continued to cook, clean, wash and iron clothes, and people still commented on how good she looked. Nails, hair, clothes…never lost a beat! She also became my dad’s secretary when he started his own business.
With my mother’s blindness came safety proofing the house; making sure there was nothing on the floor she could trip over. Cabinets had to be shut so she didn’t bang her head or bump her leg. It was important to not rearrange things unless she did it because touch and familiarity was critical for her… and cleaning…well she checked you’re cleaning by running her hands over the surface of what you cleaned, if she felt dirt or grit on it …you, were in trouble. You’d be surprised at how clean a surface looks until you run your hand across it. Try it sometime.
It’s amazing how God increases tenfold the senses you do have, when one is lost. My mother could hear a bug pee on cotton, smell you a mile away… and count her money, coins and bills. She developed a method for everything.
When clothes shopping, she would describe what she wanted and tell you the colors she was looking for. The rest was touch…the feel of a fabric, the cut, the placement of the buttons or zipper. The details please…just the details. If she wanted to see you, she’d asked to feel your face…she would cup your face in her hands and then gently and slowly glide her fingers over your face, taking in each detail… the shape of your nose, fullness of your cheeks, thickness of your lips, your ears, the texture of your hair, and your voice. Together, like a puzzle, they created her picture.
My mother has long passed away, funny…I still find myself conscious of open cabinets and doors, be it my home or anyone else’s, and I still run my hand across things after I clean.
My fear as a young person was that I would be blind by thirty… thankfully, thirty came and went.
I sometimes wonder…if I had to lose one of my senses, which would it be? I love the smiles I see on my grandchildren’s faces when they greet me, and the awesomeness of watching the sunrise over the ocean. I look forward to hearing the birds sing as I do my morning walk and feel the crisp spring breeze on my cheeks, the smell of homemade oatmeal cookies in the oven make my day and an evening of drinking ginger tea with a good book is soothing.
There is nothing I’d want to give up, so… I just keeping thanking God every day that my senses are all intact. I honor them.

 

 


 

 

The Gift!

Each morning we awake we receive a gift, the gift of life.
How will you use yours?

Will you be grateful for another day, counting your blessings or taking time to pray?

Will you forget the angry moments from the day gone by, and commit yourself to be willing to try?

Will you tell someone “I love you…I really do care,” remembering that life is short, and they may not always be there.

Will you take time to gaze at the sky, watch the blue clouds drift and the birds flying by?

Will you stop and smell a flower, give a hug to your child…or snap your fingers to a happy beat and give someone a priceless smile?

Tell me, how will you use your gift today?

Ameenah

I invite you to check out my book, A Wise Woman’s Guide to Healing and Happiness at http://www.ameenahross.com for more tools for happier living. – Ameenah

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