Cheerleaders all around us—that’s the way some people see life. Last fall
on All Saints Day, we celebrated the concept—being cheered by departed saints
now in another realm.
But sometimes inspiration arrives like a wake-up slap. We expect one reaction
from someone, but receive something entirely different. That happened to me the other day when I arrived at a
friend’s for our Spanish language practice.
We normally dive headfirst into phrases, stories, and vocabulary. But this
time, I was in a bad frame of mind. I didn’t even realize how low I’d sunken
until my compatriot voiced her concern.
“What do you
mean, you can’t do this?”
“I have zero
motivation, no energy for it, and I just plain don’t want to.”
“But . . . but
you’ve come so far! Why sabotage yourself now?”
I had no
acceptable reply. What was, was. My feelings mastered me. Logic flew out the
window with an unrespectable thud.
And so did our
Spanish practice. Instead, a spirited woman basically forced me to work on
something I knew was necessary for my writing success, but had put off.
Indefinitely. Maybe forever.
Encouragement
sometimes tracks us down in unexpected ways. It did me that day. My Spanish
mentor became my kick in the pants.
This summer, our
neighbor gave me some Easter egg plants—no, not eggplants. By late July, we had
the real thing on our hands.
People raved about them all summer, especially when the “eggs” turned yellow,
then gold in September and October. You simply don’t expect to see eggs
sprouting from green foliage.
The same is true of the encouragement I received the other day. It behooves us
to keep alert for unforeseen support from any and every quarter. My November
release, Catching Up With Daylight, highlights stories of reassurance
from unlikely sources, often in difficult times, and the importance of living
in the present moment so we can realize the gifts that come our way.
How about this
as a personal daily goal for 2014?
After
teaching English as a Second Language and expository writing, Gail enjoys her
family (married 35 years, two children and two delightful grandchildren) and
writing. Her nonfiction (Catching Up With Daylight/WhiteFire Publishing,
August 2013) and fiction (World War II era) share a consistent
theme—empowerment.
7 comments:
I have some people who serve as my kickers-in-the-pants. It hurts sometimes but I don't know where I'd be without them. God uses well-placed kicks to keep me going.
Well said - we all experience this. What's an egg plant that sprouts golden eggs? Sounds like something we could use here . . .
Great blog Gail! Enjoyed reading it.
Great blog Gail! Enjoyed reading it.
Gail, we all need (and hopefully have) people who can kick our butts occasionally! :)
I'd love to know where to get one of these plants. NEVER heard of them! They look delightful.
Very inspirational, well done! I love the photo, yes, those eggplants can be found in Sicily, the light colored ones like that are the best tasting!
Thanks, everyone. I don't know if you check back, but I just found all your comments, and Claude, glad I'm not the only one who is aware of these plants!
Happy New Year to y'all…may BBB blossom!!!
gail
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