The Color of a Rose

Posted on August 15, 2014. Filed under: My Lemon Recipes, Poetry | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , |

The Color of a Rose

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Roses are red

Violets are blue

How we judge one’s love

By a sweet flower’s hue.

 

Red, deep in romantic love

Orange is burning desire

Passion and Admiration

Colors of a heart afire.

 

Gratitude and appreciation

Conveyed by deep pink

Gentleness, elegance

Femininity we should think.

 

In times of old

Jealousy was yellow

Today, friendship, joy, and caring

Are the meaning for this fellow.

 

Oh white, you are purity, innocence

Humility, loyalty, truth and reverence.

But what do I see in this gift you gave me?

 

You see my love, passion, admiration, gratitude, appreciation

Joy, humility and reverence of the beautiful rose.

The color of a rose matters not.

Thank you for seeing me.

 

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Yeah, But Did You See the Juggling Penguin?

Posted on June 6, 2014. Filed under: My Lemon Recipes | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , |

Have you ever done the “Brain Game” test where you count how many times a team bounces a ball within a circle?  You are diligent in counting those bounces and at the end, you give an answer that is close or spot on.  The next question from the tester is, “Did you see the Juggling Penguin?”.  Say what?  Then the tester replays the video and sure enough, there is a Juggling Penguin that walks on set,  juggling, even waving to the camera, then walks offscreen.  How could we not notice that?  Sometimes, we focus so much on one thing, we miss Giant Juggling Penguins right in our face.wpid-img-20140524-wa0002.jpg

Recenty, I’ve met some amazing women and have embarked on a wonderful exploration with them.  My day started with a laugh and updates from Annie Lim, then a beautiful and moving video from Sahar Paz.  Next was a reconnect and update with Jenny Craig (Live Your Power, not the diet!) and settling my day with Ladina Greenwell.  As Ladina and I discussed motorcycles and crashing them (I lo-sided, she hi-sided OUCH), we touched on spirituality. Ready to roll! What Ladina said stopped me in my tracks, I got a chill, then a startling reminder 27 years in slumber.

When I was in college, both of my parents fell ill.  It was an incredibly stressful time and I remember being in a dark place most of, but not all of the time.  Talking to Ladina showed me that in telling my story, I missed Cindy.

Cindy was the Juggling Penguin.

In my despair, I did have support, friendship, and a beacon of positive energy.  Cindy was a free spirit, a hippie-chick, and I started to remember how I would feel when she walked into a room.  Everyone smiled with her, she always brought a calmness of spirit.  I remembered that she did reveal some of her challenges and how she addressed them.  Now I realize 27 years later that I’ve incorporated the lessons she shared with me.  Cindy was there all along, my Juggling Penguin, my light in the darkness.

How many times have the wings of angels brushed up against us?  How many times will we, being carried by those wings, brush against another’s life?  Honestly, we’ll never truly know.  Keep your mind open and know we all have blind spots, moments we don’t fully comprehand especially under stress.  Perseverance often comes at the hands of a Juggling Penguin.

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EVERYTHING is Just a Conversation Away…

Posted on May 24, 2014. Filed under: Memes and Quotes, My Lemon Recipes, Other Recipes | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , |

You can meet a person for a moment and be drawn to them.  It’s a wonderful feeling as an adult, transporting you to a simpler space and time when saying hello was not complicated.

I met so many great people this past week at the California Women’s Conference.  One person I met and I’m learning more about is Sahar Paz.  We have traveled separate paths, but converged this week to realize our mission of helping others is side by side.  The Fashionista’s (I caught your style, Honey) backstory is heartbreaking, but she found how to deal with her lemons and make sweet, refreshing lemonade.  Sahar, this Lioness salutes you and your courage.  Thank you for sharing your words and the reminder that resolving life’s difficulties are just a conversation away.Image

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Watch “Defining Moments – Choose your Battles.” on YouTube

Posted on May 5, 2014. Filed under: My Lemon Recipes | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , |

Defining Moments – Choose your Battles.:

My mother taught me early that I must choose my battles wisely, decide what issues are worth my attention and efforts.  Sometimes, you may have to lose a battle to win a war.  Here’s my story of when I finally realized the gravity of actions and consequences.

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The Wisdom of Others.

Posted on April 21, 2014. Filed under: Memes and Quotes, My Lemon Recipes | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , |

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#TBRA

Posted on March 13, 2014. Filed under: My Lemon Recipes | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , |

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The Doors of Destiny

Posted on March 3, 2014. Filed under: My Lemon Recipes | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , |

The Doors of Destiny

The doors of Destiny await, what is meant for you is the key, your belief and energy turn the lock.

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The Most Expensive COOKIE In The World

Posted on February 5, 2013. Filed under: My Lemon Recipes | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , |

This is my 40th post, so make sure you check out the previous 39!

 

 

People that know me, and those that have viewed my post, Taking Things In Stride ( https://morelemonsplease.com/2012/03/19/taking-things-in-stride/ ) know I like my cookies.  My father used to go to the bakery and pick up cookies that were 6 inches across!     Born into a sweet tooth family, a dinner treat was something revered.  At my grandmother’s, there was an endless supply of ice cream.  She was well known for her brownies, apple pies and sweet potato pies, which all went well with Breyers.  Weekends were spent sitting on her couch after a family meal, eating dessert while watching captivating cinema, like Beastmaster in LA, Trolls, Escape from New York or Leprechaun.   My Grandmother snacked on danish cookies almost daily.  For the divorcee whofamily pics 001 worked until she was in her 80’s, having treats was the simplest of comfort and reward.

My Wife loves sweets, which are in abundance in the Philippines.  Halo-Halo, Buko Pandan, Boba Teas or Sago’t Gulaman, she’ll take them!  My favorite of Filipino desserts is Biko, a sweet sticky rice and coconut treat my mother-in-law made for me.  Very time and labor intensive, it was her way of showing her love.  Sweets convey a kindness, a warmth, a belonging in any language without uttering a word.  I paid $50 for some biko, but the store skimped and made it with regular rice.  That’s the most I’ve ever paid for a dessert and it was a waste of money for something so unauthentic.   I’ve heard stories of extravagant desserts, like Serendipity NYC’s edible gold foil desserts, which cost in the thousands, and a cake encrusted in diamonds from Japan that cost over a million.  However today, the question is about the most expensive cookie.  I’ve waxed nostalgic, but now I must tell you what happened over the weekend.

I was walking in the store and there was a mother walking with her daughter.  The daughter, who looked to be about 9 years old, turned to her mother and said, “Mommy, I want a cookie!”.  The mother, looking forward without making eye contact, replied, “And I want a million dollars.”.

I watch the life and excitement leave that little girl’s eyes in that heartbreaking second.  I had witnessed The Most Expensive Cookie in the World.

Comparing the want of one cookie to the want of one million dollars spoke volumes.  In our youth, we compared something unobtainable to the millionth power.  Not in a million years!  You’ve got a million in one shot!  Removing whether or not that child was deserving, the issue is the comparison attached to the request.  Sometimes the smallest ripple becomes the biggest wave, and small disappointments can become ground zero for the biggest obstacles in our psyche.

Two dear friends created organizations that have programs supporting positive development of girls, and I’d like to take time to give them a shoutout.  Linda Arrey is the founder of W.I.L.D.E., Women in Leadership Development and Empowerment.  Based out of Atlanta (Hotlanta!),  thier mission is to empower a new generation of women leaders to benefit whole communities.  www.wildellc.com .  Amy Siskind is the co-founder of The New Agenda, an organization dedicated to improving the lives of women and girls by bringing about systemic change in the media, at the workplace, at school and at home.  www.thenewagenda.net  Please visit their websites and LIKE them on social media, give your support!

Support is what we need to give to children asking for a cookie, a little piece of comfort.  Support is needed for the child that was told no, whether no was for their own good or otherwise.  Disappointments will always be there, but they don’t have to stay there.  I couldn’t recover fast enough to say something to that mother, and maybe it was for the better.  Time brings a cooler head, so more than likely my words now would go further.  If I did see them again (I would recognize the mother), I would tell her that if she gave her a cookie for every book the child read that made her stronger, wiser and taught her how to obtain wealth, that child would reward her with 10 million dollars.   That 10 million might not manifest in currency.  It may be the child who received the encouragement to become something too valuable to quantify in currency: saving lives, changing the world, etc.  It may be the child that overcomes odds such as disabilities or environment.  It may be the child that just smiles and lives an average life, grateful to know what love and support feels like and able to share it with others.  There are no guarantees, you do what you can and hope for the best outcome.

Who wants a cookie?

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The Person Inside of Us, Conclusion

Posted on February 2, 2013. Filed under: My Lemon Recipes | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , |

Whatever pain or grief you have experienced, it takes a positive force to get through it.  Sometimes, you need a balance so you can take the necessary steps.  The Therapy Dogs brought a neutral ground to the grief-stricken people of Newtown allowing some of them to find that balance and get their footing.  Some found their balance with friends and family.  Some found their balance with people sitting down and talking with them.

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I am a reflective person by nature.  911 taught me that love cannot wait, whether it be romantic or friendly or familial.  I studied the 5 Love Languages, a concept that categorizes how people express love and receive love.  I wont go into detail, follow the link at the end to learn more.  My greatest Love Language is Acts of Service. One love language I learned (and still working on) is Encouraging Words, which ties in well with my intuition.    I’ve learned to say what needs to be said, because you never know if you’ll have the chance later.   Sometimes, your words are the difference between someone pushing on and someone giving up.

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I smiled and greeted everyone I could.  I spoke to and listened to anyone who needed it.  I hugged and held.  I hung out with the Therapy Dogs.  I passed out tissues.  I prayed.  I made friends.

So many times I heard, “How could this happen?  How could anyone do this?”.    I do not know what was going on inside that young man’s head, or truly anyone’s head.  What I do know is that we all struggle.  We all have a fight within to go left or right, up or down, and what we perceive as good or bad.  Our decisions start a chain reaction, defining us for that very moment.

Let me talk about this moment.  In one moment, a troubled man became a murderer.  In one moment,  teachers became heroes and protectors.  In  a moment, the aggrieved became champions.  Whatever or whoever you are in this moment can change.  If you look in the box, there is so much you can be:  courageous, bitter, content, jealous, angry, generous, affable, violent, loving, comforting, the list goes on.   You cannot control what happens to you, but you can choose the response.   You can choose to be a blessing or a curse.  The scales often tip side to side, it is up to us to make a choice.  We are that “man in the mirror”.  It is up to us to let the person inside of us, the one we NEED to be, rise up and shine through.

http://www.5lovelanguages.com/

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The Person Inside of Us, Part One.

Posted on December 29, 2012. Filed under: My Lemon Recipes | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , |

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Often, I get sidetracked and don’t post in the moment.  Well, I can’t let this moment slip by.  This is a two parter, as I tell my story of the past two weeks.

On 12.12.12, my lovely Wife conceptualized and executed a high level leadership summit, in the span of 57 days.  She brought together two of the most powerful female ambassadors in the world, Academians, Feminist Pioneers, high power Wall Streeters, Philanthropists, and Entrepreneurs to discuss increasing the number of women in leadership roles.  So many times, we hear parallel goals amongst women’s groups, but the entities never converge.  History has shown that the greatest gains have occurred through collaboration, and that is what we presented.  I watched a 91 yr old activist laughing with a 23 yr old chemist and a 40-something entrepreneur, sharing common ground.  When I gave the welcome remarks, I gave three takeaways I’d hope the attendees would take to heart:  1.  “The years teach what the days will never know.”  I learned this in the police academy, that there is a wealth of knowledge in this world, and someone has already traveled the path you will soon embark upon.  Learn from them.  2.  “We need each other to make the greatest strides.”  We all have our differences, but we have common ground, too.  We need to work with each other to accomplish our common goals, any major victory in this world has occurred when people reach across the aisle.  3.  “We need men.”  When delivered by a burly lesbian, one would have a hard time taking this statement out of context.  My father was hugely instrumental in who I am as an activist, businesswoman, and humanitarian.  Whether is be  a family member, friend or colleague, we need men as allies for the advancement of women.  The gathering was a success.  www.impactleadership21.com

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As we’re riding high off our event, breaking news comes over the airwaves.  A shooting has occurred in CT.  As time goes on, we get more details, and they are horrific.  The last time I had information hit me this hard was 9/11/01.  Obviously there would be similarities and differences.  I was a first responder during 9/11 and I knew I would be in CT.

Dear Friends:  I thank you for your accolades, but please know, I have difficulty accepting them.  I do appreciate your words, I just have difficulty expressing my appreciation.  Taking compliments is one of my flaws.

Jann and I put up a public “car share”, so others wanting to help could have a ride.  Minerva Diaz of the NYMLK Center for Non-Violence and Dr. Judy Kuriansky, our friends, took us up on the offer.  Both have a wealth of experience in healing dialogue, so we were confident we could help.

We had reports of road closures, but that was not the reality.  I drove through back roads for no worth other than scenery.  We arrived at the Reed Intermediate School where we knew they had counseling teams.  We were warmly greeted by volunteers from Billy Graham Ministries, then not so warmly by the Red Cross.  When we were introducing ourselves, one of the women in charge walked away mid sentence.  We looked for the grief counselor sign in and signed up for available slots.

I’ve had difficulty identifying as a first responder, but by definition, any entity that secures the front lines is a first responder.  Cops, EMT’s, counselors and grief/stress handlers are first responders.  Training only gets you so far, the rest is having a heart for it.  Preparing for something like this is limited, but some components remain the same.  People would need support.

Dear Red Cross:  Cold meals and no smiles, even to children, does not count as support.  You take in tons of money but what you give is mediocre.  YOU SUCK.  Support is placing a sterno so kids can have some hot baked ziti, or a $39 40 cup hot pot (I know, I bought one and brought it up) so that people enduring sleepless nights had a point of comfort.  Support is returning a smile from a kid that was covered in blood a day before.  That family was looking for comfort and you failed to deliver.  Yes, you had lots of stuffed animals, but did you hear the kids saying they felt guilty taking presents?  They Yankees donated the Christmas monkeys, but who did they really go to?  More volunteers than affected persons.  The world will know what you did, signed The burly black woman in the cowboy hat.

We talked to some of the first responders while Dr. Judy talked to the clinicians.  There were a few townspeople around, but they were slightly standoff-ish.  Understandable.  We kept smiles for all and asked how people were doing resident or visitor.

Dr. Judy suggested we go to one of the churches.  We got in the truck and went to New Hope Community Church.  There were news crews outside, but we walked past them withut a word, finding our Billy Graham friends inside.  We sat in the back waiting for services to begin when we noticed a news crew filming within the sanctuary.  TACKY and DISRESPECTFUL.  We noticed a reservation among the people until the crews exited.

That’s when the tears flowed.

Most of the right side of the church were parishioners.  They all knew someone killed, and some of their children escaped.  They started venting their anger, frustration, hurt, fears and we listened.  At one point, Jann went to the truck and got Puffs, distributing them amonst the teary-eyed attendants.  We heard so many stories of pain.  One woman was wailing in the foyer, saying she was a bad mother for not knowing how to talk to her kids about this.  I reassured her that healing will come in due time, and she will find the words, and to not lose hope.  This community needed to feel love and support and I’m so glad we could be of comfort.

On the ride home, we shared notes and made an assessment.  This community will need long term healing.  They are a spiritual people, with several churches, synagogues and  mosques.  It seemed this communtiy did everything right.  What went wrong?  Could they have prevented this?  What will they do, what will the children do?

Part two will answer more and tell more.  For now, I need to recuperate physically.  The mental is ready.

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Courage Under Fire

Posted on July 2, 2012. Filed under: My Lemon Recipes | Tags: , , , , , , , , , |

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We all start off dreaming.  Some dreams big, some small, but they are the clue in which direction to take our heart.  As we get older, there are things that take a bite out of our dreams, reducing them cruelly with the concept of “reality”.  Our hearts, which once flew, are grounded, sometimes with anchors.  Why fight reality?

I love the movie Finding Nemo!  Apart from the moving performance by Ellen DeGeneres, there is a story of encouragement, and taking risks in spite of the nay-sayers around you.  Reality does not permit for growth.  Dreams make you grow, because they make you look at life beyond what your eyes can see.  Dreams are your heart and soul, talking to your mind.  Dreams pave new roads.

With so many benefits, why are people afraid to follow their dreams?  Get ready for the answer…

False Evidence Appearing Real.  FEAR.

Risk is scary.  It requires you to embrace shaky ground and uncertainty.  So people stay in reality, in comfort zones, content with wherever they are in life.  Not everyone is a full on adventurer, but without adventure in some aspect of your life, YOU ARE NOT LIVING, YOU ARE MERELY EXISTING IN MEDIOCRITY.

I talked much of my houseguest, friend and sister, Afsheen.  I’ve learned a bit more what courage looks like through her, as well as humility.  I’ve learned more about being concerned about challenges, but never giving ground to FEAR.  It takes a bold move to erase FEAR.  It takes courage.

COURAGE – Keeps you moving forward.

COURAGE – Lets you see the difference between legitimate concern and FEAR.

COURAGE – Keeps your dreams alive and makes them come true.

COURAGE – Brings hope to others.

COURAGE – Opens up new, beautiful worlds.

Courage is that defining moment when you stand tall, no matter the pain, no matter what is thrown your way, and demand that life be greater.

Thanks to Blackman’s Cycles for the Can-Am Spyder test drive!!!  Now, back to work.

 

 

 

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Losing your job, part one

Posted on May 12, 2012. Filed under: My Lemon Recipes | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , |

Losing my job was one of the most character defining moments of my life.  I still look back at parts of it, and smile.  Allow me to explain.

As a law enforcement officer, I lived by the mantra Firm, Fair and Consistent.   It let the inmates know where I stood, as well as the staff.  When people ask me about my challenges, I tell them it was not the inmates as it was the officers and supervisors working around me.  Some of my co-workers felt it was OK to be abusive to the inmates AND other officers, physically, mentally, and sexually.  I strongly and emphatically disagreed, and felt it was my duty as a human being to stand against this treatment when done in my presence.  I already cemented my reputation when I reported the actions of a lieutenant, then was brought up on a charge of conspiracy to commit attempted murder.

Yes, they tried to bring me up on attempted murder charges.

So began a wild roller coaster ride with the NJDOC.  I hated the lies and corruption.  I hated the fake investigations, the phone tapping, the breaking into my apartment to dig for evidence I had for the Department of Justice.  There’s a list of dirty deeds they perpetrated against me and it weighed down on me like lead and concrete overalls.  I hated to go to work, and it showed in a string of tardiness.

That’s what got me fired.  I had 2 one minute lates and 1 two minute late in one month, on top of a few other lates during that year.  I had documentation for two of them, which mysteriously disappeared from my representative’s file at courtline.  A few days later, at roll call, I did not hear my name.  A sergeant walked over to me and told me the administrative lieutenant wanted to see me.  When I walked into his office, I saw the three supervisors and the paperwork.  They were terminating my employment.

The lieutenant, who was also one of the entities I complained about, told me to relinquish my badge and my ID.  I complied.  He then added, please turn in your protective vest at a later date.  Why would I wait for later date, when right now was fine by me?   I felt that vest on me.  It was the symbol of those lead and concrete overalls.  It was so heavy, so hot, so itchy.  I wanted it off and all the ugliness it represented.  I wanted to break free, even if I didn’t know where tomorrow would take me.  I had ENOUGH.

I stood up, moved to the middle of his office and said TAKE IT NOW!!!! The vest was the type that goes under your clothes, so I began taking off my clothes in his office.  I undid my belt and pants (they started screaming NO! NO!!!), then I unbuttoned my shirt, taking it off.  I then grabbed for the velcro straps of my vest, ripping the vest off with the angriest striptease ever and tossed the vest down on the extremely red-faced lieutenant’s desk.  That day without question, I walked out with my head high and a smile on my face.   I was free, and they knew I was a 48D Playtex 18 hour.

What were they going to do… fire me?

(Links for part 2: https://morelemonsplease.com/2012/05/17/losing-your-job-part-two-23/ )

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I don’t want to grow up!

Posted on April 29, 2012. Filed under: My Lemon Recipes | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , |

ImageJann and I just got back from a week in Sarasota on business.  During the trip, we did things most people do, eat, sleep, sight see, and do the business we were there for.  While there, I did something that was special to me:  I fulfilled a lifelong dream of seeing manatees.

ImageMeet my new friend, SNOOTY, the oldest living manatee in the world.  We broke away from our business seminar early (I know you understand, Andrew) and headed for the first feeding show.  After all the grown up topics, I needed to give balance to my inner child and make this dream come true.

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During our trip, we also found time to meet with our friends, Yuka and James Mehling.  We got our supply of Haraki-Gordon Green Tea (best in the world),  and walked the beaches of Siesta Key (voted #1 in the US)  While on the beach, armed with ziploc baggies, Jann and I scooped up white powder-fine sand to bring back for friends and for our own reflection.  Later, we combed the beach looking for shells to take back as well.  That night, we dined at Vizen (the most AMAZING Japanese food, from someone not fond of Japanese food). The chefs, Matsu and Mariko were gracious hosts, and opened my culinary eyes. I’m sure they laughed as we threw decorum aside and publicly proclaimed our delight at every stage of our meal like kids.

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Jann and I often reflect on our path in life and have come to the conclusion that too many people think that growing up means you leave the child in you behind.  If you take a look however, you’ll see that true success involved a balance.  Have you ever seen a baby try to stand, fall, then give up?  Have you even had a group of kids ask “What parameters should we use as we play?”?  There is a remarkable spirit in childhood some of us lose touch with as we age.  Strangely, we seek it as we age, realizing it’s slipping through our grasp, hoping to revisit that magic before it’s too late.  It’s that magic that makes the human race progress, climb, reach for stars, and takes simple thought and wildest dream into the here and now.  Would we fly, reach the moon, go around the world, or even be able to read this on your electronic devices without this magic of spirit?

Life is precious and tomorrow is not promised.  Dreams need to take flight, and there’s no better time than today.  My parting word:  Childhood never really leaves us.  Get back in touch with the child that dreams, the child that falls and scuffs a knee and gets back up without fear.  Paint life beautifully with the eyes of a child.

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I can do bad all by myself

Posted on April 17, 2012. Filed under: My Lemon Recipes | Tags: , , , , , , , , , |

ImageI love Tyler Perry!  I just got through watching this movie again, and remembered why I enjoy his movies.  There was an article in the winter edition of Ms. Magazine, discussing the “problem” with black women.  The argument goes that black women have difficulty finding suitable black male partners.  The article examines speculation on what some feel are the reasons why and the author refuting those views.

Apparently, some believe that it is the woman’s fault on why they are not partnered.  Some say it’s being too picky, too unforgiving, too hard-hearted, too INDEPENDENT.  One commenter, sadly, commented that women should try to treat their men better if they want them to stay around, further implying that someone else’s behavior is somehow their fault and responsibility.  Maybe you can sense where I’m about to go with this…

.1.  You have got to love YOU.  In the words of Tyler and RuPaul (no coincidence), “If you don’t love yourself, how the hell is someone else going to love you?”.  The first gauge of what love is, comes from within.  There are children posting videos, asking others if they find them pretty.  You have to love YOU, and accept YOU first.

2.  You will have “Ugly Duckling” moments, listen closer to those that call you a swan.  Nobody’s perfect in everyone’s eyes, but pay attention when you get a compliment.  This is a clue into what others see good in you.  It’s not 100%, but it provides insight and a potential to not only enhance a trait, but to solidify that beautiful thing about you into your persona.  I’ll talk about Ugly Duckling in another post.

3.  Be careful what you call love.  Fish sticks don’t taste like lobster tails and king crab, don’t get it twisted.  Once you get a sense of self and what love within is, don’t you dare mislabel it with someone else.  Love can never be substituted, it must always be, and remain authentic. Someone causing you pain doesn’t mean it’s love, it means you have emotions attached.  Am I loving you if I smack your shin with a hammer? You have to distinguish if the act is helpful or harmful.

4. Love is evolutionary.  When my partner entered my life, I realized my blessing through grace.  I also realized that to thrive, there would be moments of evolution.  Love doesn’t backslide, it has to move forward getting better and stronger.  The evolution must be mutual and if things are not actively progressing, you may have a problem.    If love starts to backslide and both parties are not trying to bring it forward, you may be better off doing bad, by yourself.

I could not wrap up something so complex in a few lines, nor within my lifetime.  Love is a never-ending journey of the heart, but the journey starts somewhere.  We all have value and beauty, and we all are deserving of love.  Let’s start there.

Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast,
it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking,
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil
but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts,
always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.

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A sweet thought…

Posted on March 9, 2012. Filed under: My Lemon Recipes | Tags: , , , , , , , , , |

Everybody wants to feel special, it’s our nature.  One of the tried and true moments most of us feel special is on our birthday.  Could you imagine how this fella felt when he arrived at his birthday party and saw this?

It makes me want to fib about my birthday, so I can have one made for me NOW!!!  This work of art is by our friend, Gloria Tarigo of LetThemEatCakeNYC.com .  She did a huge corporate event for us last September, and we all raved about her cupcakes, but this is phenomenal!   Cool picture of a happy moment, on a cake that feeds 80 people.

80 people yall!  What a way to say… you are special.

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