Wisdom on a T-Shirt

Don't believe everything you read on t-shirts

Don't believe everything you read on t-shirts

Don't believe everything you read on t-shirts. Wisdom can be found in surprising places.  We must be aware of its presence in order to learn and grow from it.  I have found great opportunities for snippets of wisdom on the graphics of t-shirts.  These short messages make me chuckle, belly laugh, or shout, “Oh yeah!”

I read the messages on peoples’ shirts, on the pages of catalogs, and on the walls of t-shirt shops.  What does the message mean for the wearer?  For society?  For me? Would someone wear a phrase they didn’t mean?!  Once, I was in an elevator and a fellow passenger was a BIG man wearing a t-shirt partially hidden by a leather jacket.  What I thought I saw on the shirt was a huge multi-colored eye.  Yes, I asked if it was indeed an eye.  He confirmed it.  When I exited the lift, my husband said, “I don’t believe you asked him that”.  I replied, “If someone wears a giant eyeball, he is asking for it to be noticed”.

I have noticed and collected hundreds of t-shirt messages, appreciating the wisdom, inspiration, and humor they project.  But seriously, does anyone know why Victoria’s Secret prints PINK on shirts that are not?

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Music is my happy place

Music is my happy place

I took this picture on a recent visit to Bethlehem, PA.  The figures are Beyers Choice carolers.  I was awed by this stairway choir.  It reminds me of the importance of music in our lives at holiday time and throughout the year.  Music talks to our hearts in a very basic way, soothing or arousing our souls.  It is integral to times of gathering and times of solitude.  It has been a part of all cultures.


Advent is about HOPE, PEACE, JOY, AND LOVE.  Song has enriched all of these experiences across decades and nations.

On the Hallmark channel, there is a movie called The Christmas Choir based on the true story of a man who started a choir of homeless men who eventually sang at Carnegie Hall.  HOPE in the midst of brokenness.

Christmas 1914, during World War One, soldiers ceased fire and sang “O Come All Ye Faithful” in their native languages: “Two nations singing the same carol in the middle of the war”.  PEACE in the midst of battle.

I wonder how many churches around the world are singing “Joy to the world, the Lord is come” at midnight Christmas eve/morning.  JOY in the midst of manic preparations.

“Love Came Down at Christmas” and “All I Want for Christmas is You” are two of many holiday songs about the importance of love in our spiritual and earthly relationships. LOVE in the midst of whatever else we may be feeling.


This stairway of carolers raises the personal question of “who is in my choir?”  Who fits my rhythm and my inner voice?  Where do I find my harmony?  What can I do to attract friends who can carry my tune?

Who is in your choir?


At this holiday season, surround yourself with harmonious people and events.  And choose hope, peace, joy, and love.   




It costs $0.00 to be a decent human being

It costs $0.00 to be a decent human being

Acting with human decency has been described by various phrases across history.  Doing a “good deed” and going “the second mile” ring true from my childhood.  We have been challenged to do “random acts of kindness” and to “pay it forward”.  “Radical hospitality” is a more recent phrase.  All of these ask us to do more than the minimum to “love one another”.  I believe that this is a basic tenet of all societies and religions.     

It is important to be a decent human being to everyone, but I am going to reflect on some of my opportunities to be decent to strangers.  There is no requirement to interact with people you do not know but I find great adventure and usually mutual benefit from these conversations.  I know I told my children “don’t talk to strangers”.  That concept was so hard to define.  One of them encountered an elderly gentleman waiting outside of a medical building as we approached the door.  The man said “hello” and my well-trained child replied, “I am not going to get in your car and I’m not going to eat your poison candy either.”  So much for abstract concepts.   I hope the man was not there for a cardiology appointment.

I am frequently reminded of my opportunity to engage when I encounter customer service.  Restaurants are a great venue for service at its finest or worst.  After a comfortable, warm, pleasant experience with wait staff, I say to myself “It doesn’t take any more energy to be nice”.   I often invite banter, humor, and brief conversation that can make the service experience enjoyable for both of us.  What do I have in common with a twenty-something server?  You might be surprised.  Cashiers also deserve a smile, positive comment, and patience to break the hypnotizing monotony of the beeps from the barcode and credit card readers.  Remember they are the people who decide whether bananas get packed with canned goods.

My reaching out extends to other customers as well.  Waiting in line is an opportunity to discuss recipes, crafts, projects, children, and other topics.  Living in the suburbs/country makes this easier.  I have only had one negative response to my attempts to spark conversation in line.  I asked someone who was also waiting to have fabric cut, “What are you making?”  After she snapped, “Why do you want to know?” I made a comment about making conversation and stopped talking.   I guess her mother must have told her not to talk to strangers.

My favorite story about waiting in line involved talking to a young couple with a baby in a stroller.  Babies are great topics.  When they had checked out, the man handed me a $10.00 bill “just because”.  I thanked him and handed it back assuring him I was doing okay.  The next time I was in line at that same store, the young man in front of me realized his pay check had not yet reached his checking account.  He started pulling non-essentials from his cart so his cash would cover his order.  When my turn came, I told the cashier to put his extra groceries on the beginning of my order so I could pay for them.  The cashier and customer were both surprised.  By the way, the extra groceries came to $10.00.  Coincidence?  I think not.  But that’s a topic for another post.


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Always give 100% unless you are giving blood

Always give 100% unless you are giving blood

I bring myself to all situations.  It is so invigorating when I bring my “all”.  When I am tired, preoccupied or emotionally drained, I might as well stay home, rejuvenate, and refuel.  No one can pass a course with a score of 50%.

Staying present is one way to be in the moment with your current circumstances.  The past is gone and the future isn’t here yet.  The present is all we really have.  Anxiety melts when I remind myself to focus on the here and now. 

Imagine a world, a country, a family, or a relationship where each of us brings 100%.  INCREDIBLE!

Give it a try!


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All I need today is a little bit of coffee and whole lot of Jesus

All I need today is a little bit of coffee and whole lot of Jesus

I noticed this Stress Gear box at the checkout in the grocery store.  I believe it originally contained colorful spinners that children use to keep their hands busy.  My first observation was that all of the gear was gone, having been bought by previous customers.  Lots of stress these days – everyone needing stress gear?  Stress in the home, stress in the workplace, stress in the schools, stress on the roads, stress in the news! 

“A little coffee and a lot of Jesus” sounds like sage advice.  Some people start their day with coffee.  They say they can’t face the day without it.  So, is it Java or Jesus first thing in your day?  I have a sign on my dresser that says “When God made me, he said ‘TA DA’”.  It is my caffeine of choice.

Years ago, in a class, someone suggested that I needed a daily “meditative practice”.  I resisted; I didn’t have the time.  I finally made time by getting up earlier.  Now, I have daily QUIET TIME, with my cuppa sumpin’ (usually hot chocolate).   I take 15 to 30 minutes, seated on the living room couch (rarely used for other purposes) to read, write, meditate, pray, and LISTEN. 

I once took a popular inventory that revealed your “type”.  Two pages of items turned into 20 pages of results.  I felt like someone had followed me with a web cam.  In summary, I was described as an intellectual butterfly.  My quiet time practices give the butterfly a chance to sit on a flower, center myself for the day and touch base with my God and my purpose.  TA DA.

What’s in your Stress Gear box?


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I knew it was a bad idea but I did it anyway

I knew it was a bad idea but I did it anyway
I knew it was a bad idea but I did it anyway.  Consider the lowly “stink bug”.  I wonder if he has issues because of his name?  Think of the bullying on the playground.  “What was he thinking?” when he climbed the toilet paper mountain?  Maybe he thought there was something special on the other side.  The answer to this question is “he wasn’t thinking”.
At both ends of our lives we seem to go through a period of time when we are unable to judge what are good and bad ideas.  Young children have not developed the brain capacity to weigh pros and cons and consider consequences.  Older adults sometimes lose this capacity, again needing assistance.  There are a lot years in between when we are capable and responsible for our decisions.  And still, we sometimes follow bad ideas. 
Note the biblical story of Adam and Eve symbolizing our impulse to do it anyway, even when we know it was a bad idea.  They ate from the only tree in the garden that was verboten.  And the consequences were game changers. 
I believe free-will is a gift and a curse.  Our decisions can based upon self-control or self-destruction.  I frequently face my own tendency to push the envelope.  I don’t like to be told what to do even if I am the one doing the telling.  I fight the impulse to rebel by staying present and considering consequences.  I find safe rebellions.  I presently am wearing toenail polish called “Deviently Daring” allowing me to express my inner rebel in a playful, non-active way. 
I encourage you to carefully consider your decisions based upon “good ideas”.  The rewards are priceless.  In the meantime, don’t climb toilet paper mountains.
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