Ancient Wisdom – Always Relevant
by Barbette SpitlerPassion for Peace?
by Barbette SpitlerAs each election year approaches, I am fascinated to witness the changes in personality of so many people. Often, people who seem kind and thoughtful and even generous are… until someone with different political views joins the discussion. I am amazed and disheartened by those who will go out of their way to make fun of or put down the other side. Not the “the other side” but the actual people who represent that other side! Half of the country has hateful names for Republicans and half of the country has hateful names for Democrats. And often, those same people, when not talking politics, say they want peace, harmony and all good things. But if you truly want peace and harmony, how do you get there by bashing another for their political preferences? How is it okay to demean, dehumanize and demoralize another human being in one breath and then talk about how peace and harmony should reign in another breath? There is no commonality between the two.
We can’t get to “good” when we keep focusing on the negative. Whatever the politicians do or don’t do… We forget that WE – the people – are the ones who can make the difference. Not by pointing fingers but by coming together with a positive focus and then… we the people, make it happen.
We have become a nation that tolerates it’s ignorance, indifference, insensitivity and it’s inertia! We spend our time pointing fingers at who is responsible for what. We have lost our focus and what is best for us as a nation. We’ve let the politicians decide what is in our best interests as fed by the many lobbyists who wine and dine them. Is that okay with you??? Are you really satisfied with your government choosing your life and lifestyle for you?
Change My Friends!?!?
by Barbette SpitlerChange My Friends?? But ONE friendship can change your whole world!
This weekend I heard a quote that caused me to pause a moment. I wrote it down. It was thought provoking. I’ve been pondering it all weekend. “If you can’t change your friends, it’s time to change your friends.”
I am an RN of 25 years who shifted to health & wellness advocate. My career is health promotion and disease prevention. I encourage people to take action to clean up their diets and learn to fuel their bodies with quality nutrition. I educate people about nature and nurture. I introduce people to holistic and complimentary supplements and modalities which will enhance their health and wellness. My wish for everyone is the best physical, mental, emotional and spiritual health possible. Yet, I recognize I am considered an odd ball in my circle of friends and family. I am often teased and many poke fun at me for my beliefs, my suggestions and my lifestyle. I am sometimes disappointed when I cannot affect change with/for them. I am aware some of my friends and family ignore me, thinking I am just sharing my opinions. However… I am schooled in nutrition. I have researched nutritional supplements and holistic methods. Thirty years ago my opinion was that food only needed to taste good! Fast forward through degree programs and research and I KNOW for certain, food is fuel! It is the major ingredient in our physical performance, our mental capabilities and our emotional balance. No Oreo or Dorito can provide that fuel and we are silly if we think it can or will!
I know people in my circle who don’t want to believe that food is the major player in allowing dis-ease or promoting good health. But change friends just because they don’t think the same as I? Change friends because they smoke or drink or carry around an extra 50 pounds? Change friends because I can’t influence them enough to want to enhance or improve their health?
Twice I was over 200#. Once was while pregnant with twins. I have carried extra weight and yo-yo dieted most of my life. I understand the addiction to sugar because I lived it. I attended Carbohydrates Anonymous (which I think is now known as Food Addicts Anonymous). I was addicted to Diet Pepsi. I totally understand the issues! AND…I am a nurse with over 25 years experience in ER, ICU, Home Care and Hospice. I have seen the affects of drug interactions, recreational drug use, excessive alcohol consumption, smoking, and poor food choices. We humans want to think food is about “tastes good” rather than “fuels well”. We want to ignore the connection to what we put in our physical gas tank affects our physical, mental and emotional performance. Egads… how do we not SEE the connection?? For a long time, I didn’t! Yet, change my friends because they see things differently? Wouldn’t that be like changing my friends because they have different religious or political beliefs? I’m still pondering this….
I asked Damn-Near-Perfect (my husband of nearly 32 years) for his thoughts. His words of wisdom….”When you surround yourself with people who don’t believe you, don’t “get” you, and don’t want to hear what you have to offer, it hurts your heart and makes you doubt your place on the planet. When you surround yourself with people who think like you do, you will never again doubt yourself and what you do. ” WOW. WOW. WOW.
Deep Breath. A few tears. And now…..
Changes Ahead!!
Same-Sex-Marriage Causes the Decline of America?
by Barbette SpitlerWhy are so many American’s upset about the Supreme Court Ruling about Same-Sex-Marriage. If you aren’t Gay… why do you care? If you stand in your Christian faith, know this…. Absolutely nothing has changed in the Bible. God’s law (or your interpretation of it) is exactly the same as it was before the ruling. We are still responsible to live as God requests and to teach our children to do the same. We are still responsible to be kind and considerate. We are still responsible to be of love and service to our fellow man and spread love and peace throughout the land!
“UNFRIEND” Means Much More
by Barbette SpitlerI read a FaceBook post from a young lady who said a close family member had “unfriended” her. As I pondered this, I was mindful, there are always two sides to every story. I wondered about the other side of the story. I don’t remember any of her posts being inappropriate, so I looked through them to see if I missed something. I had not. Not one of her posts crossed any type of ethical or moral lines. Not even borderline. What type of message did the family member intend to send to her and why?
Leland Controversy Becomes Positive
by Barbette SpitlerWe recently found ourselves to be at the center of controversy. It was not necessary nor was it instigated by us. Nonetheless, there we were. Right smack-dab in the middle of a news story which by it’s delivery, was meant to stir up the justice-seekers of the community. Although we knew the truth, we also knew there is always the possibility a good situation can turn ugly just because public opinion calls it so.
We purchased an old historic property. It was built in the early 1920’s and is situated on a beautiful piece of property by a garden park and a river. The property was owned by the Five Rivers MetroParks. My husband has been employed by Five Rivers for nearly 20 years. This property had been their corporate headquarters for 50 years and was on the market for nearly 2 1/2 years. It was our understanding there were a lot of lookers but no offers. There was simply too much work to be done to either restore it OR to renovate and upgrade it. It is just a little too far out of the downtown area and not far enough to be in the neighboring towns. But, we didn’t care about all that. We have a vision for it and we knew what we could afford, and it wasn’t even half of the asking price.
The issue was two-fold: the ridiculously low price we paid for it AND that it sold to an employee for that low price. Although everything was clean, clear, legal, and totally transparent and above reproach, it didn’t matter to those who wanted to stir up controversy. So, they did. The claim eluded to favoritism and foul play. The investigation included scouring through all the public documents about the property, the sale, our backgrounds, and my husbands personnel record of nearly 20 years. It was not pleasant. Every day there were updates about the investigation. There was the phone interview and my awareness that anything can be taken out of context and misconstrued for sensationalism. All the while, I know the purchase followed the Ohio Revised Code for government owned real estate sales. And when the MetroPark was concerned they had missed something relatively small, they started the whole process over again by posting the property for sale in the Public Notice Section as well as holding another Open House for the public. I was in a bit of a twit about it all. I knew our offer was low. Anyone in the whole, wide, world could come in with a higher offer and walk away with it. I prayed, as I always do, that IF this is the right purchase for us, that it be made easy and effortless. And we got it. We closed months later than expected and lost a lot of good weather time to work on the exterior. A few days after the closing, we received notification from the City indicating the exterior did not meet standards and needed immediate attention, or else! That was our Welcome to the City!
When the news investigation began in January, we had barely started working on the building. And we were all too aware of the watchful eyes to our comings and goings. And then the news…. First it was on the local news without our names but clearly indicating this was an inappropriate sale. Then the next day came the newspaper article with personal information being published, which was totally unrelated to the sale. Then came my personal interview and tour of the property, which I offered up. Why? Because, it was my prayer that the Angels shine the light on the harmony and transparency of this transaction and to allow this to be a positive publicity event for the Leland Center. You see, our vision for the Leland extends far beyond us. It is our hope to provide the community with holistic services, access to workshops and events which are not currently available in the area, AND we have a vision to have a non-profit arm of the business which will provide complimentary therapies to Veterans and our active military especially those suffering with PTSD. The final news piece has become exactly what we prayed for. It was done well, with integrity and exemplifies our vision of the Leland House as well as became positive publicity for the Leland. There will be more written about this journey. We are eager to share!
Do you Hear Through Your History?
by Barbette SpitlerPassion or Politics
by Barbette SpitlerStop Saying Sorry ??
by Barbette Spitler(Click the words above to see the commercial)
Pantene’s new TV commercial tells us to “stop being sorry!” Their message is that we say “sorry” too often and it’s become useless verbiage. They tell us to “Be Strong and Shine”. Indicating that we are weak when we say “sorry”.
Overused and meaningless? Is it? I was disappointed when I saw the commercial. In a society where we are already divided by race and religion (one only has to observe people for a short time to know this remains true), now we are suggesting common courtesy is overrated? I think NOT!
Since I first saw the commercial, I have been paying closer attention to my use of “sorry” and I’ve been more watchful of how others use it too. What an interesting study and so far I’m pleased to report the results have been perfectly positive.
While on a crowded dance floor, I heard many renditions of “sorry” as dancers bumped others. Even with a language barrier, there is no mistaking the acknowledgement of “ooops I didn’t mean to bump you”. There were smiles of acknowledgement and acceptance and returns of the apology. In the airport, I again witnessed multiple uses of “sorry” as luggage trailed in the wake of travelers and often got in the way of others. And when carry on bags bump passengers already seated, the acknowledgement of that bump is greatly appreciated. I could go on and on. The words, “I’m sorry”, can be used to mean so much more than just “oops” too. A malpractice attorney once told me that so many medical malpractice lawsuits could be resolved or avoided initially if there had just been an apology! And then there is the driving experience! How many ways can we say “sorry “to other drivers while in a moving vehicle with windows closed. Many times a simple head nod acknowledges and resolves.
It is in our recognition of others as human beings that we acknowledge their existence and their place to BE. Apologies let the receiver know they matter…they have value! When we say we are sorry, we are stronger than ever. Why? Because it means we have let down our defenses, reduced our offenses, and chose to recognize and acknowledge another. The choice to honor and recognize another is from strength. So yes, be strong and shine. But stop saying sorry? NEVER!!
How do you say, “I’m sorry!”
The Plane Mom
by Barbette Spitler“People watching” is one of my favorite things to do. And airports are a fabulous place to watch and study humans. I watch their interactions and the dynamics between people. I am often amused and never hide that I am watching. I smile. I engage with people from all walks of life and in any situation. No, I don’t want to have a real conversation with them. I just like to acknowledge them. But, early Monday morning flights have a lot of business travelers so I expected today would be a less than exciting people watching episode.
I was wrong. As I picked up a book to read, I was quickly distracted by the activity to my left. There were several roller derby team members having an animated conversation. They were fun to watch. (I recognized them from the convention center. I was upstairs at a conference while the roller derby and an Exotica convention shared the lower level.) I observed over a dozen different people, all sitting in different areas near the gate, completely engrossed in their phone conversations, hand held devices, or daydreaming nearly miss their place because they weren’t paying attention. Others for the same plane were late because they were in line at the café. The next 3 flights that left the gate area had the same issues. People strolling along as if the plan will wait for them. Some annoyed when it didn’t.
I see happy people, angry people, and others who intrigue me for some random reason. As always, I was amused and appalled at the clothing choices for the day. From pajamas to…well …some Erotica people were at the airport too. Finally, it’s time for our plane to board. There are people chatting. There are squeals from the little children. Lots of activity so I am happy to be observing. As I was getting settled in my aisle seat, the line of passengers continue streaming past. Sometimes their conversations carry on as they walk past and what bits and pieces I hear often make me smile. The flight attendant announces the flight is full and every seat will be taken. The young man standing next to me begins swearing and out comes a stream of cussing with anti-Semitic, homo-phobic, inappropriate verbiage that shocked me. It made his 3-4 companions behind him laugh out loud. Really?? Four F-bombs just because the plane is full? He is standing right beside me and he cannot go anywhere yet. My mouth engaged before I could stop myself. It went like this…. “Hey! Soap and water would be a nice remedy for that dirty mouth! We have free speech in this country, but we also have common decency and it seems to be lacking in your commentary.” I paused…heart pounding…but ever so aware he can’t possible have a gun! Right? We’re in an airplane! Then, the finale (where does this stuff come from??) “And just a side note…. Psychologists say that those most vocal about gay’s have latent tendencies to be so….. Just sayin!” As I looked at his friends who are now passing by, “Just be aware boys…be aware!”. You could hear the snickering. From the “boys” and from the fellow passengers. Several applauded. One man nudges me in the arm and says, “Wow, I want you on my side!” Another looked dazed and asked what had sparked the kid’s rant in the first place. A woman in the row behind me thanked me. And later, one of the flight attendants came by to find out who the woman was that the group of young men had dubbed “The Plane Mom”.