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Just a thought.

September 29th, 2010 by stephanie

Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it’s all over.

–Octavia Butler

WELCOME! Authors Show listeners!

September 28th, 2010 by stephanie

Greetings Listeners! Thanks for tuning in today!

We are so glad you have joined. If you haven’t yet, please catch the interview with Don on The Authors Show. (www.TheAuthorsShow.com)

It was such a treat to meet and spend a bit of time with him and chat about When You Grow Up and get…Single the book. Thanks Don for a wonderful interview.

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Our George Washington Series continues: #50-59!

September 20th, 2010 by stephanie

So, for those of you who have been working through GW’s Rules of Civility with us: Good for you! Here’s our next round. Remember: Pick one and work on it this week, and surprise your world!

50th Be not hasty to believe flying Reports to the Disparagement of any.

51st Wear not your Cloths, foul, unript or Dusty but See they be Brush’d once every day at least and take heed that you approach not to any Uncleaness.

52d In your Apparel be Modest and endeavour to accomodate Nature, rather than to procure Admiration keep to the Fashion of your equals Such as are Civil and orderly with respect to Times and Places.

53d Run not in the Streets, neither go too slowly nor with Mouth open go not Shaking yr Arms kick not the earth with yr feet, go not upon the Toes, nor in a Dancing fashion.

54th Play not the Peacock, looking every where about you, to See if you be well Deck’t, if your Shoes fit well if your Stokings sit neatly, and Cloths handsomely.

55th Eat not in the Streets, nor in the House, out of Season.teapot

56th Associate yourself with Men of good Quality if you Esteem your own Reputation; for ’tis better to be alone than in bad Company.

57th In walking up and Down in a House, only with One in Company if he be Greater than yourself, at the first give him the Right hand and Stop not till he does and be not the first that turns, and when you do turn let it be with your face towards him, if he be a Man of Great Quality, walk not with him Cheek by Joul but Somewhat behind him; but yet in Such a Manner that he may easily Speak to you.

58th Let your Conversation be without Malice or Envy, for ’tis a Sign of a Tractable and Commendable Nature: And in all Causes of Passion admit Reason to Govern.

59th Never express anything unbecoming, nor Act agst the Rules Moral before your inferiours.

Lemme know which one you picked and that you will be working on.
S.

Things Go Better with Coke.

September 13th, 2010 by stephanie

She was heading out from a club at which her sister had been singing. After all, it was Nashville, and if you aren’t a musician in the town, you are in some way connected to one. It had been a great time of cheering her sibling on, but now it was time to call it a night. Pulling onto the freeway she felt a precarious bump, bump, bump in the tires beneath her that signaled trouble.

Making her way over to the shoulder, she realized, It’s 11:00 pm. I am a pregnant woman. Alone on the freeway. Not good. Her husband had graciously remained at home watching the baby so that she could enjoy the evening. As the child was sound asleep, he would not be able to simply leave and come to her rescue. Fortunately, her father took the call and was able to come to her aid.

Within a short time his efforts proved helpful and he headed to his car pleased to know the ordeal was now over. As he began to pull into the traffic, she turned her key. There was nothing. She tried again, but the battery refused to cooperate. She was horrified at the irony.

Suddenly, those wonderful flashing blue lights, that can strike fear into the heart of a speeding driver, felt more like the arrival of the Cavalry that night to our dear damsel in distress.

After a quick assessment, the officer sauntered back to his car and returned with a Coke. What! she fumed to herself. You’re thirsty!? You have got to be kidding me. Casually, as if on cue, he twisted open the beverage and poured a bit into the bottle cap. Odd, she thought. He then turned and poured the tiny amount onto the corroded area of the car’s battery.

“Start ‘er up,” he instructed. And with that, she did.

At 12:30 in the morning, she was finally heading home. Thanks to a bit of good ole “Co’cola”, as they say here in the South.

Now, I will tell you, I am a true Coke fan, but I had no idea that it could be a girl’s hero. My grandmother always reminds me of a science experiment they did back in her school days. “We put a penny in that bottle of coke, and then one day, it was gone!” She never did much care for Coke after that.

What’s interesting is that what is seen as destructive to one woman is now seen as a life saver to another. It was a lesson in perception, need and usage.

It reminded me of a verse in the Bible that tells how God, too, seems to enjoy using things we don’t think of as “worthy” to make a big splash in life. Check it out:

“But God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty;” 1 Cor. 1 :27

Maybe there is something that seems a bit odd or out of place in your life. Perhaps it’s a matter of perception, lack of need or perhaps ill usage. Don’t be surprised if God finds a way to use that very thing to somehow “save the day” at some given point in time. Weirder things have been known to happen.

Just my thoughts. Yours?
S.

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The Artist Who became Famous. But not by Choice.

September 10th, 2010 by stephanie

As we sat enjoying the evening breeze and shooing flies from our Mexican food, her words hit home. We were talking about where our lives were at this point. She was honestly admitting personal discouragement and disappointment. “It wasn’t supposed to look like this,” she reluctantly admitted with a wave of her hand. I understood. Many times we work toward one goal, or pursue a particular dream or vision, only to end up finding ourselves somewhere that looks and feels quite different.

It reminded me of one particular person who spent years of preparation for one vocation only to end up doing something completely different. Interestingly, he became famous as a result.

His name was Samuel. All he wanted was to be a painter. And he actually managed by midlife to accomplish that dream. For a short time, he was able to make a living at it. But it didn’t quite work out like he’d truly envisioned or planned when it was all said and done. During his lifetime, it was difficult to make a living as an artist in America. If that wasn’t enough, crises hit. His wife died; then his mother and father also died soon after. Filled with grief, he withdrew to Europe to paint and reflect on his life.

On his return trip home, while aboard ship, he found himself in discussions at dinner about new experiments in electromagnetism. Apparently, as the story goes, Sam made the following comment, “If the presence of electricity can be made visible in any part of the circuit, I see no reason why intelligence may not be transmitted by electricity.” His creative mind still spinning, he retired to his room to solve this new equation. His attempts and endeavors upon arriving home, however, didn’t prove successful. He once wrote:

“The only gleam of hope, and I cannot underrate it, is from confidence in God. When I look upward it calms any apprehension for the future, and I seem to hear a voice saying: ‘If I clothe the lilies of the field, shall I not also clothe you?’ Here is my strong confidence, and I will wait patiently for the direction of Providence.”

Soon after he wrote those words, he received a wonderful surprise. One day, in 1843 he approached Congress one last time. They had continuously called his ideas ridiculous. However, on the last night of the Congressional session, Samuel B. Morse made one final attempt. Then, resigned to the fact he’d given it his best shot, he went to bed tired and disgusted. In the morning, however, he was told that a few minutes before midnight Congress had awarded him $30,000 to construct a telegraphic line between Baltimore and Washington!

Within a year the line was established, and Morse received the amazing honor of tapping out the first message by telegraph. But what message would he send? After some thought, he chose an Old Testament passage found in Numbers 23:23 of the Bible: “What hath God wrought!” To him, it said it all.

Had his wife and parents not died, had he not gone to Europe, had his artistic dreams succeeded as he’d dreamed and planned, the world would never have experienced the telegraph. And the rest, as they say, is technological history. But oh, how differently it could have been written.

Perhaps you are experiencing setbacks and disappointments. Maybe your projects are lacking funding. Will you, as did Mr. Morse, “…wait patiently for the direction of Providence”?
Morse went on to create several other inventions and is often recognized today as the father of faxes, modems, e-mail, the internet and other electronic communication. All I can say is, “Wow.”

It seems worth asking the question: should we allow the interruptions and discouraging moments to get the best of us? It is possible, that perhaps, in them alone, lies the spark that will light the fire for the best that is truly yet to come.

Just my thoughts.
Yours?
S.

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The Challenge Continues…

September 7th, 2010 by stephanie

Ok. So, has anyone commented on how polite, or kind or “civil” you’ve been of late? We’re glad you’re back. If you’re joining us for the first time, we are continuing our George Washington Challenge. This week we begin with rules 40-49 of the Rules of Civility. You know the drill. Pick one. Work on it this week. And impress your world!
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40th Strive not with your Superiors in argument, but always Submit your Judgment to others with Modesty.

41st Undertake not to Teach your equal in the art himself Professes; it Savours of arrogance.

42nd Let thy ceremonies in Courtesy be proper to the Dignity of his place with whom thou converses for it is absurd to act the same with a Clown and a Prince.

43rd Do not express Joy before one sick or in pain for that contrary Passion will aggravate his Misery.

44th When a man does all he can though it Succeeds not well blame not him that did it. [When a person does their best and fails, do not criticize him.]

45th Being to advise or reprehend any one, consider whether it ought to be in public or in Private; presently, or at Some other time in what terms to do it & in reproving Show no Sign of Cholar but do it with all Sweetness and Mildness. [When you must give advice or criticism, consider the timing, whether it should be given in public or private, the manner and above all be gentle.]

46th Take all Admonitions thankfully in what Time or Place Soever given but afterwards not being culpable take a Time & Place convenient to let him him know it that gave them. [If you are corrected, take it without argument. If you were wrongly judged, correct it later.]

47th Mock not nor Jest at any thing of Importance break [n]o Jest that are Sharp Biting and if you Deliver any thing witty and Pleasant abstain from Laughing thereat yourself.
[Do not make fun of anything important to others.]

48th Wherein you reprove Another be unblameable yourself; for example is more prevalent than Precepts. [If you criticize someone else of something, make sure you are not guilty of it yourself. Actions speak louder than words. ]

49th Use no Reproachful Language against any one neither Curse nor Revile.

Proud of you! Hang in there…it will be fun to see just how polite and kind and thoughtful we become during this process together.
Just my thoughts.
S.

Fly Like an Eagle…

September 3rd, 2010 by stephanie

Remember that song? I am singing it as I write: Fly like an eagle, to the sea. Fly like an eagle let my spirit carry me…and so on. I’m showing my age by typing those lyrics, but it reminded me of the saying that calls us to soar with the eagles and not play with the turkeys. A friend sent me this story that I am sharing with you below. You’ve most likely already seen it yourself, but I thought it would be a great reminder as we go into our weekend. Something to really ponder, and too, to put a smile on your face. Enjoy!
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Harvey Mackay tells a wonderful story about a cab driver that proved this point. He was waiting in line for a ride at the airport. When a cab pulled up, the first thing Harvey noticed was that the taxi was polished to a bright shine. Smartly dressed in a white shirt, black tie, and freshly pressed black slacks, the cab driver jumped out and rounded the car to open the back passenger door for Harvey. He handed my friend a laminated card and said: ‘I’m Wally, your driver While I’m loading your bags in the trunk I’d like you to read my mission statement.’

Taken aback, Harvey read the card. It said: Wally’s Mission Statement: To get my customers to their destination in the quickest, safest and cheapest way possible in a friendly environment…This blew Harvey away. Especially when he noticed that the inside of the cab matched the outside — Spotlessly clean! As he slid behind the wheel, Wally said, ‘Would you like a cup of coffee? I have a thermos of regular and one of decaf.’ My friend said jokingly, ‘No, I’d prefer a soft drink.’ Wally smiled and said, ‘No problem I have a cooler up front with regular and Diet Coke, water and orange juice..’ Almost stuttering, Harvey said, ‘I’ll take a Diet Coke.’ Handing him his drink, Wally said, ‘If you’d like something to read, I have The Wall Street Journal, Time, Sports Illustrated and USA Today.’

As they were pulling away, Wally handed my friend another laminated card, These are the stations I get and the music they play, if you’d like to listen to the radio.’ And as if that weren’t enough, Wally told Harvey that he had the air conditioning on and asked if the temperature was comfortable for him. Then he advised Harvey of the best route to his destination for that time of day. He also let him know that he’d be happy to chat and tell him about some of the sights or, if Harvey preferred, to leave him with his own thoughts.

‘Tell me, Wally,’ my amazed friend asked the driver, ‘have you always served customers like this?’ Wally smiled into the rear view mirror ‘No, not always.. In fact, it’s only been in the last two years. My first five years driving, I spent most of my time complaining like all the rest of the cabbies do. Then I heard the personal growth guru, Wayne Dyer, on the radio one day. He had just written a book called You’ll See It When You Believe It. Dyer said that if you get up in the morning expecting to have a bad day, you’ll rarely disappoint yourself. He said, ‘Stop complaining! Differentiate yourself from your competition. Don’t be a duck. Be an eagle. Ducks quack and complain. Eagles soar above the crowd..’

‘That hit me right between the eyes,’ said Wally. ‘Dyer was really talking about me. I was always quacking and complaining, so I decided to change my attitude and become an eagle. I looked around at the other cabs and their drivers. The cabs were dirty, the drivers were unfriendly, and the customers were unhappy. So I decided to make some changes. I put in a few at a time. When my customers responded well, I did more.’

‘I take it that has paid off for you,’ Harvey said. ‘It sure has,’ Wally replied. ‘My first year as an eagle, I doubled my income from the previous year. This year I’ll probably quadruple it. You were lucky to get me today. I don’t sit at cabstands anymore. My customers call me for appointments on my cell phone or leave a message on my answering machine. If I can’t pick them up myself, I get a reliable cabbie friend to do it and I take a piece of the action.’

Wally was phenomenal. He was running a limo service out of a Yellow Cab. I’ve probably told that story to more than fifty cab drivers over the years, and only two took the idea and ran with it. Whenever I go to their cities, I give them a call. The rest of the drivers quacked like ducks and told me all the reasons they couldn’t do any of what I was suggesting. Wally the Cab Driver made a different choice. He decided to stop quacking like a duck and started soaring like an eagle.

Fly like an eagle…what does that look like in your world?
Just my thoughts.
S.

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