Welcome to Following the Whispers blog
Thank you so much for taking the time to visit. Hope you enjoy your stay. I blog here whenever I feel the need. This blog was created at the time my memoir came out, in February, 2009. Its motto was: creating a life of inner peace and self-acceptance from the depths of despair. Now, my focus is sharing this journey we call life.
“Only one thing is more frightening than speaking your truth, and that is not speaking it.” Naomi Wolf
“We are called human beings, not human doings.” Wes Nisker, Buddhist teacher
“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs…(And) if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly.” Theodore Roosevelt
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Making a Difference
Until very recently, I didn’t believe I mattered to anyone. That I could die tomorrow, and it wouldn’t make a difference to the people in my life. My hubby would just carry on as he did before I entered his life. He’d done just fine. My friends would just continue their other friendships without even a blip on the radar that I existed.
On my good days, which number way more than the bad ones now, I know I matter. Not because of anything I do, but because I am. But when someone actually tells you you made a difference in their life, there is nothing that comes close in terms of spiritual contentment. Last Saturday, one rather old woman took my hands in hers as I made the rounds thanking people after singing, looked into my eyes and said, “You made my day today. Thank you for coming and singing for us.”
And she didn’t mean because I sang well or that she liked the particular songs we sang. It was because I connected with them while I was singing. It was as if my heart shot out silver strings, touching their hearts. I could feel it. Not everyone will feel that kind of connection. But when someone does, and recognizes it, and then shares that recognition with me, it makes not just my day, but my world. It is what I want more than anything. To feel as if I am making a difference in peoples’ lives.
I want you all to know that the comments you leave here on this blog touch me in similar ways. Each of you is making a difference in my life. And for that I am so very grateful.