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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 209 :: kind surprises continued

20 Aug


I shared the Whale Watch surprise yesterday, but what I didn’t share was this surprise:

It’s a pretty little piece, a necklace, pendant, beautiful treasure on the end of a chain. We spotted while in Friday Harbor.

I should have known something was up Justin’s sleeve when he kept pointing to jewelry in the shop cases and saying they were pretty. This was the one I reacted to the most, this pendant of coral in the shape of a tree. We left the store, upon many stores and I forgot about it.

Then, on the last hour home, as we sat on the boat and watched the water move by our window, I looked down at the table and saw a white box. It was a jewelry box.

“What’s that?” I looked at Justin who wore a sly grin on his face.

“I don’t know,” he said, “you should open it up and see.”

It was, of course, the pendant I had seen in the store in Friday Harbor much earlier in the day. He has done this to me before. And, as always, I seem to be clueless, never realizing what he is up to until it is too late (or just right, I suppose!).

It’s a beautiful little pendant. It reminds me of our date with the whales on a sunny Saturday afternoon – and a few islands in-between. But, most of all, it reminds of the young man I first met when we were seventeen and the sweet husband I have now married.

He has always had a gift for gifting and surprises. And it’s not limited to the kind of treasures I wear around my neck. He is so generous with his time and his thoughts for everyone he loves. Sometimes I wonder if all those around him see what I see — a mind which is constantly examining others and figuring out what they want and need and wish for most.

So in this year of kindness, I realize this — the best teacher of how to be kind has been right before my eyes, at my side, holding my hand and watching me with those very observant brown eyes.

What he has taught me most is this:
Sometimes the kindest act is just listening.
Listening to those you love.

And that is a treasure.

More tomorrow….


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JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 283 :: elusive balance

12 Oct

As Sunday comes to a close, and the week begins anew I’m in planning mode. Planning for what’s new this week, what’s next, what’s necessary.

As I plan my days I’m more and more struck by the concept of balance. And I’m more convinced than ever that it doesn’t exist. 

“The truth is, balance is bunk. It is an unattainable pipe dream… The quest for balance between work and life, as we’ve come to think of it, isn’t just a losing proposition;  it’s a hurtful, destructive one.” -Keith H. Hammonds

Of course I believe in fun, rest, relaxation, recharge, and charging forward. But to do all of this in the name of balance feels, well, out of balance. As I move through peak performance and uncover more and more techniques to excel, move forward, and both create and complete my goals balance feels like a fairy tale myth of the grandest proportion.

Maybe that’s yet another secret of peak performance? Balance does NOT exist, at least not in the way that we’ve been told it does.

And that makes me think… Just like looking for gold at the end of the rainbow, maybe balance isn’t in the ever elusive completion end of the road prize inside. Rather it is the journey itself.

The treasure may be as simple as treasuring the moments we are in… RIGHT now.

More tomorrow. 


 {what do you think about balance?}

Jamie’s BLOG – DAY 133 :: treasure sea glass hearts

14 May

I have received some of the most thoughtful and beautiful gifts in the mail over the past month. I am just amazed at the love and support I have received from all corners of the world.

Today I opened up an envelope from Cohasset, Massachusetts. The envelope was bumpy and hard.

What tumbled out was the most beautiful treasure: a sea glass heart.

It inspired me to look up the definition of sea glass:
Sea glass begins as normal shards of broken glass that are then persistently tumbled and ground until the sharp edges are smoothed and rounded. In this process, the glass loses its slick surface but gains a frosted appearance over many years.

It made me stop and think.
Because I can relate.

In so many ways I feel like a normal shard of broken glass that has been persistently tumbled and ground. But through the process the sharp edges have been smoothed and rounded.

And isn’t the end result a more beautiful treasure?

That’s my beauty spot of the day.

More tomorrow.

{where have you been tumbled into beauty?}
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