Monday, January 29, 2007

Be True to Yourself


Seth Godin is an author of business books, a speaker and has founded several online marketing companies one of which, Yoyodyne, he successfully sold to Yahoo! In his blog he tells a story about Pablo Picasso declaring that he had occassionally painted fakes even though they were his work. You can read the brief article here.

There were a number of people who responded to this posting with their own interreptations as to what the great painter really meant. As I considered why someone would say they painted fakes of their own work the word "compromise" came to mind. The word means "to settle", "to expose or make vulnerable" or even "to make a dishonorable or shameful concession".

I'm not an artist but I suspect that unless an artist is a Picasso he or she must create some commercial work just to live and eat. Perhaps they don't feel it's their best effort or perhaps it's a work that doesn't represent who they are. Maybe they feel as if they've "sold out" just to get some fast cash.

How often do you or I compromise what we do for the sake of avoiding arguments or making less work for ourselves? On a daily basis I find I am not true to everything I really believe and say things or do things that make me feel like a "fake". Is it right or is it necessary?

There's no doubt it makes life easier for us if we don't dig in our heels and make a stand on every issue. In fact our life would be in conflict most of the time unless we do make compromises. But don't you feel sometimes that you're being asked to give up too much? Sometimes I get really tired of making concessions and get discouraged. In the end I guess we have to decide what are our "core" beliefs, those that really define who and what we are. These principles are the ones we must stand firm on. The trick is to really understand what they are. Think about it, write them down and live your life accordingly.

Monday, January 15, 2007

Amazing Talent!

I've always been a bit envious of people who have real talent. I can't paint or play or instrument or even sing that well. I may not have much artistic talent but I know when I see someone who does.

Take a look at these.












Ok really good right? Well the really cool thing is that this is sidewalk chalk art and it's all flat!

Julian Beever is an English artist who is famous for his art on the pavements of England, France, Germany, USA, Australia and Belgium. Beever gives his drawings an anamorphosis view, his images are drawn in such a way which gives them three dimensionality when viewing from the correct angle. It's amazing !!!

See more of Julian's work here.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

The River


River flows gently with quiet resolve
Life's many hardships in time may dissolve
Softly the tides of the water bring ease
Silently drifting 'neath firm-standing trees
Washed in the current that cleanses the skin
Spirit finds healing without and within
Calming sensations surrounded in bliss
Safety and comfort of God's loving kiss
Unwittingly restful, pains wash away
Here, in the river, where hearts hope to stay

Copyright SGW 2006

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Saying Grace In a Restaurant


A friend sent this to me. I thought I'd share it.

Last week, I took my children to a restaurant. My six-year-old son asked if he could say grace.

As we bowed our heads he said, "God is good, God is great. Thank you for the food, and I would even thank you more if Mom gets us ice cream for dessert. And Liberty and justice for all! Amen!"

Along with the laughter from the other customers nearby, I heard a woman remark, "That's what's wrong with this country. Kids today don't even know how to pray. Asking God for ice cream! Why, I never!"

Hearing this, my son burst into tears and asked me, "Did I do it wrong? Is God mad at me?"

As I held him and assured him that he had done a terrific job, and God was certainly not mad at him, an elderly gentleman approached the table. He winked at my son and said "I happen to know that God thought that was a great prayer." "Really?" my son asked.

"Cross my heart," the man replied. Then, in a theatrical whisper, he added (indicating the woman whose remark had started this whole thing), "Too bad she never asks God for ice cream. A little ice cream is good for the soul sometimes."

Naturally, I bought my kids ice cream at the end of the meal. My son stared at his for a moment, and then did something I will remember the rest of my life.

He picked up his sundae and, without a word, walked over and placed it in front of the woman. With a big smile he told her, "Here, this is for you. Ice cream is good for the soul sometimes; and my soul is good already."

Have you had any "ice cream" lately?