I'm joining Service Space because ... I have been and continue to be inspired by the joy found in folks who give from their hearts, who do just because they love....there is big love and big hearts within/amongst those connected with servicespace!
A good day to me is when ... there is a lot of laughter from the belly
My hero in life is ...my grandmother, Mutsuko
My favorite book is ...the little prince
One thing I'm grateful for is ... my health, my friendships, my curiosity...(I know I know, one thing, but actually this could amount to a long page a day :-)
Dec 07, 2017, 8 smiles Just back from a produce market shopping spree ( a small market with a reputation for some aggressive behavior). The last time I was at a produce market, I was sensitive to what “wasn’t working” so today, I focused my attention on what was. One of the clerks remembered me and stopped to ask how I was doing. A woman helped me with my basket, while another smiled at me and remarked about the weather. On my way out, an elderly gentleman laughed at my bushel of kale (he did not know about my pet snail's tortoise appetite lol ) we shared smiles and small chitchat and then he wished me a lovely day. Consciously focusing on the good seems to bring out more good - What a beautiful thing. 😊❤️
Dec 05, 2017, 1 comments, 16 smiles First, I want to send Gratitude to Service Space and all the selfless volunteers who keep all the projects going - Thank you all for all you do. I was contacted a few days ago via fb messenger by a daughter of an old friend. I met this young woman when she was a little girl 30 years ago - her mother and I worked together and became close friends; I was like an auntie to her and her brother. I moved out of the state and many many years have passed; still, we share a forever love though we rarely speak or see one another. Today, I was able to talk to my friend's daughter who wanted to tell me that her mother was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer and was entering hospice. Hospice can last for years, one never knows...the thing that bothered my young friend besides of ... Read Full Story
Nov 29, 2017, 4 comments, 15 smiles Yesterday after spending a beautiful day with a dear friend, I stopped at Berkeley Bowl (a sort of co-opy, less expensive, more laid back Whole foods) to pick up some produce... I noticed people walking by each other, no one making eye contact; if they were in a couple, they seemed to pretend they were alone - no one saying excuse me, hello or goodbye. I too, walking without disturbing the air, calling upon actor movement exercises like suzuki and viewpoints to move throughout without touching. Afraid to bring about conflict; afraid to connect for fear of...of what I do not know. The world at large just feels less friendly. I have learned not to take it personally I suppose - feeling less sad (it is grocery shopping and not a social event after all) and more accepting - this is where we are now. I still say thank you, ... Read Full Story
Oct 23, 2017, 9 comments, 25 smiles Tonight, I went to see a play by, and full with, women I consider fierce. En route, a car seemed to purposely cut me off, almost causing me to hit it. I was a bit in shock and angry both. I turned my bright lights on him and I drove right behind him. At the next stop light, I pulled up beside him. He was angry, and seemed to shout profanities at me. I rolled down my window and said, "Really? You're mad at me when YOU cut me off?!" He retorted, "YES!" And then threw what I think was his coffee grande (with cream) in my face! It covered my face, my car and my steering wheel. Thankfully, it was cold. I didn't know what to do but I was angry and tired and not feeling 100%, so I followed behind him with my bright lights on. I called 911 to report an assault by ... Read Full Story
Sep 22, 2017, 15 comments, 15 smiles This came in my email today - beautiful and stunning- uplifting as tears flow. Subject: Volunteers from Japan to help in CDMX Earthquake. From a friend - Arrived into Mexico City airport this afternoon and in the baggage claim a huge team of Japanese rescuers all in orange jumpsuits, serious and determined, ready to get to work, with their mounds of equipment, and the most moving moment, forgive me for crying, when one Mexican man began clapping and wordlessly the entire airport area joined in slow rhythms and all one could hear was the sound of human hands in solidarity and with profound gratitude for this human to human gift, clapping in unison for 5 minutes. And the Japanese men bowed their heads. Profound beyond words.
Sep 21, 2017, 8 smiles Beautiful and Simple responses from our Karmatube facebook community to the question - "What made you happy today? Not who, but what made you happy?" • My son coming home and sharing with me what they're discussing in his Jr. College class (he usually doesn't do this!) • Seeing my mum come out of hospital • Babysitting my granddaughter Aaroo • Opening my eyes • Having a hug with my daughter • Prayer • Accomplishment at work • Appreciation • Rain made me thrilled • Decluttering my cupboard • Being grateful
Sep 15, 2017, 1 comments, 13 smiles It's always so nice to receive heart felt messages of appreciation. This one is directed to DailyGood but really it is for us all :) "Dear Daily Good folks, I have been receiving your daily emails for quite some time now. The last few months I have been going through some challenging times with family relationships and my need to recognize behaviors of mine that have been damaging and unhealthy. Several weeks ago I began a practice of reading your DailyGood emails every day (something I had not done consistently in the past) and have been amazed at how exactly they were saying things I needed to hear at that moment in time. Today's was so "spot on" that it made me stop and reflect on how incredibly supportive and healing your emails have been through this painful time. And the fact that you don't even know that! So I want to take ... Read Full Story
Aug 13, 2017, 1 comments, 9 smiles Tomorrow’s Child by Rubem Alves What is hope? It is a presentiment that imagination is more real and reality less real than it looks. It is a hunch that the overwhelming brutality of facts that oppress and repress us is not the last word. It is a suspicion that reality is more complex than realism wants us to believe That the frontiers of the possible are not determined by the limits of the actual; and that in a miraculous and unexpected way life is preparing the creative events which will open the way to freedom and resurrection – but the two, suffering and hope must live from each other. Suffering without hope produces resentment and despair, But, hope without suffering creates illusions, naivete, and drunkenness Let us plant dates even though we who plant them will never eat them. We must live by the love of what ... Read Full Story
May 05, 2017, 1 comments, 18 smiles Spent another lovely evening with my grandmother who said to me when I was putting her to bed, "you make everything so happy, it fills me to my heart. I want to thank you but more than thank you, deeper." Out of her amazing mind of mystery come the most profoundly touching words; they are so simple and always feel like a rare gift of truth; they come inconsistently and without warning startling me to my core. I breathe deeper at these times, but I let it be normal, joyful -"You make ME happy, Bachan - Thank YOU!" We laugh and hug and kiss and as I fix her pillows and blankets, she begins to sing a sweet tune before saying, "Thank you again, okay?!" Smiling, happy. Then, as I turn out the lights, she drifts off to sleep. I linger a moment longer, watching like a mother and little girl both. I know that every time I visit could be the last time I see her alive. No next moment is guaranteed. We only have now. I am grateful for now. "It fills me to my heart." ❤
Apr 08, 2017, 5 comments, 12 smiles When I walked into her room at the nursing home this evening, my grandmother didn't know exactly who I was but she knew that we were friends and said, you want to go somewhere? And I said, yes let's go. She said, should I bring my purse? No, I said. We don't need your purse, we won't go far. Okay, she said. So we walked around the hall as if for the first time and came back as if gone much longer than we had been. I'm hungry, she said. We have a snack here for you - how about some cut up watermelon and tea? That sounds good, she said. The nurse offered a few graham crackers as well. You have some of that cracker, my grandmother said. I offered my grandmother’s roommate Anna Mae a cracker too which she accepted and we all sat quietly for a moment, eating ... Read Full Story