Yesterday, while in the bookshop i was browsing through a book that was happiness. One of the things it was saying was that if we live our values we will be happy…
Then i came home, read a post that was talking about a similar theme – if we stick to our values we will be happy…
And then today, i was talking with on of my daughters about the same thing and she replied, ‘yes, but what are values?’
For my daughter and for all those who are wondering, a value is –
- the regard that something is held to deserve; the importance, worth, or usefulness of something.
- principles or standards of behaviour; one’s judgement of what is important in life
- of monetary value
- consider to be important or beneficial; have a high opinion of.
Putting aside the definition of Value being ‘of monetary value’ i began to wondering about what i Valued! For value to have any meaning there needs to be an opposite to Value or indeed a marker, an idea or and experience or a belief that we mark how we see Value.
I then began to ponder about ‘what was of so great a value to me that i would not give it up?’ I would not for instance, deny that there is a God, even if i lost life in holding to that particular value. I would not deny God if my children would lose their lives, that is based on the fact that i know that life is eternal and this life is but a short moment. Faced with reality things may be different of course, but right now I value nothing more than my faith in Him, my knowledge of him and His influence in my life.
Next would be my children’s life. If it was my life for their, I would certainly give it no doubt at all. That goes for in-laws and granddaughters too.
I value my Integrity. Now integrity is another one of those words that have gone out of fashion these days and when used many people acquire that blank-stare-look of not knowing, but believing they should. To me Integrity is living my life in the same way whether i am in private or in public.
Dwight D. Eisenhower said: “The supreme quality for leadership is unquestionably integrity. Without it, no real success is possible, no matter whether it is on a section gang, a football field, in an army, or in an office.”
People need to know who you are. They need to have confidence in you. They need to believe that when you say you will, you will and likewise when you say you won’t, you won’t or indeed don’t.
I Value having a Home. I have been homeless three times in my life, but thankfully because of true friends i have lived on the streets. I know that i live where i do because God made it so and the flat is so perfect it had to be because of divine intervention.
- Friendship when it comes and it is good it is of greater value
- Compassion…to name but a few.
I am not perfect in these things. There are times when i get lost in the world and forget i have value too. But, nowhere in my values is there one that says i value wealth, a big house, fancy car, travelling the world. There are many beautiful things in this world, some in nature and some man-made, but they all have value.
When we accept our own values we will become better at understanding others too.
- Do you know what your values are?
- is there a point where you would sacrifice your life for what you value?
- Is there space in our lives for things of monetary value?
There I have said it! I have been meaning to say it for a while, but it kept escaping my brain. The second part of that statement is –
‘The only person that can make you happy, is you!’
Whether you like it or not!
Other people can make you laugh, they can bring you joy, they can make you smile, but they cannot make you happy.
I have been wondering if happiness really exists at all, because if it does it seems to have bypassed me. or maybe i don’t understand what happiness is?
Today i was sat in a mill, which had been changed into art galleries, book shops, and places to eat and i listened to the the conversation between a woman and a man sat at the next table, it went like this –
w: it would look so much better in here if they changed the lighting
m: it looks alright to me
w: some lower lighting over the tables maybe?
m: grunt and odd half smile/half grimace
Me thinking : when this mill was working the only light they had was from the long windows down each side of the building, not very ambient, but better than darkness.
w: why don’t they do something with the stone floor, it so uneven? do you think it’s real?
m: it’s supposed to be like that – shrug of shoulders
Me thinking: yes, it’s real. It’s real enough to take the weight of the machinery so that it didn’t plummet through the floor and onto the workers below. It was about that moment that the chattering voices became clattering looms and i could almost see the sweat pouring off the faces of the women who worked them. I wanted to tell this no-person that yes this mill was real and couldn’t she see the workers, didn’t she realise that they would arrive at first light and not leave until they couldn’t see anymore?
Nope! No one can make us happy! Not even if they changed the lighting and polished the floors – there would always be that one person who would still not be happy.
NB: The food was delicious, far too much, but delicious🙂 and although busy, the service was quick and friendly.
19.Whosoever therefore shall break one of these least commandments, and shall teach men so, he shall be called the least in the kingdom of heaven: but whosoever shall do and teach them, the same shall be called great in the kingdom of heaven.
20 For I say unto you, That except your righteousness shall exceed the righteousness of the scribes and Pharisees, ye shall in no case enter into the kingdom of heaven. (Matthew 5)
Wild Women, Wild Voices. Judith Reeves. Published 2015.
I bought this book as an aid to my writing practice and did that, in some ways. The author proposes that the book can be use in a group setting of women and maybe working through the book on my own is why in the end it failed for me.
Each chapter cover Judith’s own experiences and those of other women she has worked with over the years. There are section for pondering, making lists and even writing pages if you so desire. There is certainly plenty to think about and write about.
I may have started the book with higher expectations as i have been using ‘The Book of Days’ to aid my writing, which is also by the same author. However, by halfway through the book the content became more burdensome and i ended closing the book, at least for now around three-quarters of the ways through. Instead of being an aid to build self-esteem and positivity in the end i felt like a small child, trapped under a table, hidden in the corner of a dark room.
The book itself is positive. In fact, it is so positive that it becomes too ‘pretty’ and too ‘perfect’ and not all women have lived that kind of life. There needed to be room made in this book for those who weren’t the centre of their girl-group at school or those who when they thought they had found love, found nothing but abuse. There are more, if not more women who need to find their wildness and their voices, but at the moment they they are more like a tiny mouse, with a tiny voice, but they are working on it. For those women, i can only say, keep going at your own pace.
3 out of 5 (I didn’t finish this book and it is certainly not a book for every woman. Read with caution)
When my children were younger we came across a recipe book that had a recipe for a cake. Now, finding a cake recipe in a book isn’t that exciting, but this cake was known as ‘The Can’t Go Wrong Cake.’ If you followed the recipe as it was set it, the cake never went wrong. The recipe was simple –
- weigh 3 medium sized eggs (with shells)
- add the same weight of butter, caster sugar and self raising flour
For instance –
- If your eggs weighed 180g – then you would add –
- 180g butter
- 180g caster sugar
- 180g self raising flour
- place in a baking tin and cook at medium heat (gas 5) for 25-30 minutes
You could then either divide it up into cupcakes or a single sponge cake, remove two tablespoons of flour and replace it was cocoa to make a chocolate cake.
The thing about this is cake, is, if you followed the recipe it never went wrong – you can ask my children…
My Heavenly Father doesn’t teach me how to make cakes, he does give me recipes to help me live my life. As i know this is true, why is it that when he gives me a recipe through revelation do i not follow the instructions given.
When he says
- be open to…
- receive blessing…
Do remove number 2 then move up 3 and then only half do 4, then i wonder why 5 doesn’t happen the way he told me it would????
Yesterday I went with some friends to the Preston Temple. I went with the intent to receive revelation from my Heavenly Father through the Holy Ghost. I know I have received revelation before with absolute assuredly. God, speaks to me in small voices, in visions, in dreams, meditating and even through pondering or daydreaming. He speaks when we are ready to listen, he speaks when i don’t want to listen, but he speaks anyway. There are times when it feels like is sat next to me writing out the recipe for me to follow and still i lack the wisdom to follow the instructions as given.
Yesterday i received the following revelation from my Heavenly Father –
- I know you, I love you
- you can be forgiven, every wit
- i will give you strength in your body and in your mind to be able to do the things you need to do and what i need you to do
- continue to be faithful to the covenants (promises) you have made
- be faithful and the blessings will come, i promise you
I know many will not understand these things, for the world would have us believe that God does not speak to man any more and hasn’t done for many years, but i know for myself that the world is wrong. I also know that God will talk to anyone that have the desire to listen. Listening is only the beginning, when we have heard it is then up to us to follow through with what we have been told.
I will do my best not to cross out 2. and move 3 and 4 up and forget about 5, for i know that God loves me.