Showing posts with label Melissa Sugar. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Melissa Sugar. Show all posts

Monday, September 9, 2013

All the Difference in the World

Somewhere I read a story. It was a long time ago so I don't quite remember it but it went more or less like this.

There was a boy once. After a storm he walked along the beach, picking up shells and starfish the tides had washed over the sand and he returned them to the sea. Hours passed and he realized he had returned very few, compared to the number of those that still remained along the beach.

Disheartened, he turned to his father. "I quit," he said. "Look at the beach, it's pointless! There are so many no one would say I've spent so much time here already.  I am really not making any difference."

The father placed his hand on his son's head. "For the ones you're helping, it makes all the difference in the world."

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I've received many gifts from this community since I started my blog. E-books, Amazon Cards, paper books, music, a tablet... I have already thanked the givers at the moment I received the gifts. Yet on Friday I got the autographed Audiomachine CD, "Tree of Life". It was the prize for my collaboration in the Branching Out Collaborative Writing Challenge hosted by awesome Samantha Geary. As I listened to this amazing CD, I thought on all the gifts I received up to this one. I thought on the people who had sent them to me, the moment they arrived to my life and how they have impacted my life at one time or another.

Anybody would think they are just books, or music, or a tablet. So what's special in them? I'm surely not the only one who has these items or the only one who has received something from these people. Most likely those who sent them to me have absolutely no idea of the magnitude of my gratitude towards them. That's why I'm feeling the need to write this post. 

To the senders, these things represent exactly what they are. To me, they're marvels worth more than gold. They are more than entertainment. 

I appreciate the fact that the person took the time and effort to send it all the way to Mexico. I grin like an idiot as I read and re-read the few words that came along. Some didn't bring a personal note, but I have the person's thoughts and I hold on to that. Furthermore, if I would express in detail the impact of each of these gifts in my life, it would be a very long post. I would have to tell you about the item AND about the forces that were put in motion through those items. Each one has a story behind it and not precisely the one inside the pages (in the case of books).

Regardless what your eyes may tell you, what you see in the picture above is a wonderful painkiller and soul breather, a remedy for broken wings, a pack of love and hugs, a soul mirror, a tool for hope and faith, and a sign from Above. Each time I look at each one of these items, each time I hold them in my dragon hands, I cannot help but to think on the respective senders and thank them again and again in my heart. I pray to the Higher Powers each of them receive blessings of equal magnitude to the ones they unknowingly produced in my life. 

DPK, Alex, Laura, Mike, Sammy, Melissa, I want you to know that even if to you it was nothing, you made all the difference in the world to me.

To everybody I say this. Never be disheartened if you see there's still too much to do, or that you're doing too little and covering short distances. Or that you reach too few. You do make all the difference in the world in every single life you touch, even if you don't always get to see it or know it. It might be a slight gesture for you, but it still may work miracles for someone else. Even a kind smile has the power to save someone's life. Do not underestimate the good you can do, just because you don't see the effects. There is more in this world than what our sight can cover or our brain perceives.


Friday, June 21, 2013

Daring a Field of Dreams and Celebrating Small Big Things

Field of Dreams
My grandfather, Father Dragon "The Great", taught me many Lessons of Life. Two were with baseball, the king of sports and his favorite one.

Lesson 1. "The Game is not Lost until it is Over." In baseball, one should not celebrate a victory or cry a defeat before the end. It doesn't matter who's winning because the score can still change drastically at the last minute of the game. My grandfather used to tell me that regardless how bad things may look in my life, I should never consider myself defeated. There is always the chance "to hit a home run" at the last possible moment and one should never quit trying. I'm a Pro in this lesson.

Lesson 2. "Let Go of the Ball." When you have the ball in your hands, you decide what to do with it. You do your best effort and your best call. You can control the ball while you have it. However, you can't control it the whole game. You can't clutch the ball in your hands and walk with it to the place you want it to get. If you don't let go and trust the other players to do their job, the game doesn't move on.

I get D- in this almost forgotten lesson. I'm one of those creatures who wants to control everything. I want total control on what depends on me (my thoughts, my actions, my feelings) and on what doesn't depend on me but has a direct impact on my life. When things don't happen as I expect, it could officially qualify as little less than a catastrophe by the levels of anxiety I can reach. I fear things that are beyond my control because my brain is programmed to believe it's more than possible something (or everything) goes wrong for me.

The problem is not me believing I am the best "baseball player" around because I'm not. I just believe that if I drop the ball, it will hurt me less than if someone hits me with it. In other words, I have problems with trust. Be it people or Higher Powers, I insist on clutching the ball even in the many situations it is no longer in my claws. The great revelation of centuries-distilled wisdom? I've had enough.

My grandfather was right. If you don't let go and trust the other players to do their job, the game doesn't move on, nor do you. It only gets extremely frustrating and exhausting as you circle the field, playing alone as catcher, pitcher, batter, umpire, ESPN reporter and fans. Absolutely NO fun at all.

I'm opening my Field of Dreams. I'm trusting the Higher Powers will come out of the corn field to show me how to be a good player.

Who knows? Maybe then people will come and see the dragon "hit a home run" and put the ball in the sky...


Celebrate the small things is the brilliant idea of VikLit. Each Friday we post something we wish to celebrate achieving or doing during the week. It can be writing/reading or life related. You can find the list and join us here.

1. Last Saturday I told my friend Jeff I was going to ask Dragon Santa for a tablet this year. But Melissa Sugar at Have You Heard saved Dragon Santa the job as she informed me on Monday I am the winner of the iPad Mini she was giving away in her 500 Fab Followers Rafflecopter contest!!! I've never got a request answered that fast before. :) This is quite a huge gift for me as it will not only help me big time with my artistic projects but it will also make it easier for me to read all the e-books I have not been able to read yet. Thank you, Melissa! My eyes and my muse will be forever grateful.

2. Lovely Laura Eno heard about my eye problem due to the computer and offered to send me a physical copy of her book Jewel of Shaylar. I just got it! I'm happy for that. She also was kind enough to send me back my dwarf Sessin, son of Tassin, after he managed to survive an interview with Mistress Snark. I am not happy with him having interviews and divulging my secrets behind my back but I am happy I don't have to seek for a cheerleader replacement.

Since the badge says "I had tea..." I am keeping the badge. After all, I am the boss. Otherwise, people may start to believe we're changing the name of this place to "Dwarf Sessin Writes" and would be false advertising. Anyway, what could a dwarf have to charm his way to Mistress Snark's parlor first than a big, red, dashing-looking, cuddling, awesome, gentle, fire dragon? Any idea? (Absolutely no dragon star pouting here. I'm just wondering.)

3. It's Friday! I have to celebrate I'm talking to you. Dragon has missed hearing from all the bloggy friends so much I've started making sketches of you.  That's either a sign of a great idea I'm concocting or a bad side-effect of blogaddiction withdrawal. You'll find out soon enough. In the meantime, dragon hugs and have a wonderful week!