Tonight I watched the Grammy salute to The Beatles. As a child of the 60’s, I, saw them for the first time on February 9, 1964. After hearing about their debut for weeks, at 8 o’clock on that Sunday night, we saw them on “The Ed Sullivan Show”. Thus began a 50-year love affair. They were and still are my favorite band.
As unbelievable as it seems to me, tonight was the 50-year anniversary of that fateful night. It really WAS “50 years ago today that Sargeant Pepper taught the band to play”. I am SO grateful for this experience!
The Beatles changed my life. I don’t say that lightly. They inspired me to write my first poem – the first of many. I still write poetry today. Who knew?
The first album I ever purchased was “Meet The Beatles”. I was too young to drive. The day the album was released, I walked to the store. Did I mention I was in love?
Not only did I fall in love with them. My 50-year love affair included rock n’ roll and dancing. It was a new world after them. I still rock, I still roll, and I still dance; I still remember all the words, I still can’t sing very well, and I still love to dance. I can still cut a mean run – perhaps a bit slower, but just by a bit!
I still have that debut album – along with 100’s of others . I can’t imagine ever parting with any old vinyl. I am not saying that I play any of these albums. I’m just saying that I won’t get rid of them. In spite of owning a surround sound system, I just never know when the mood may hit me to play vinyl! Of course, I own a turntable old-fashioned record player. Doesn’t everyone? At least that’s what I tell my husband.
But I digress….
Of course, I mourned the loss of John and then George. I felt I had lost true friends. I wrote poems.
Anyone who knows me, knows how much I love to travel. One of the items on my bucket list was a trip to Abbey Road and Apple. That has been checked off. The visit to Liverpool is still in my future. Like most baby boomers, I find that sometimes I forget things. I say that to say this…last week I was having a discussion with my husband. Ironically, I forget what the discussion was about. However, I know it concluded when I told him I could still remember John Lennon’s birthday.
After all these years, I knew John Winston Lennon was born on October 9, 1940. If I somehow managed to forget a reader’s birthday, please don’t take it personally. Please remember this has been a very long love affair. Did I mention it’s been 50 years??.
Not only do I remember Beatle trivia, I remember lyrics. I was moved to shed a few tears tonight as I watched an audience mouth the words to the songs. Watching Paul and Ringo mouth lyrics to their own songs was a bit surreal!
Hearing the songs, seeing the images, and hearing the stories brought back a flood of memories.- memories of a more innocent America. A time when everyone was home on a Sunday evening to watch a band. That band was a major force in shaping my generation – The Boomers.
It’s been a long way from the sixties to the present. I would trade today’s lyrics shaping today’s generation for the innocence of “I Wanna Hold Your Hand” shaping mine in a New York minute. Here’s to John, Paul, George, and Ringo. Here’s to all those Beatles moments that helped shape your life. . Here’s to John, Paul, George, and Ringo – “In my life, I’ve loved them all.”
As I write this, Super Bowl 2014 will start in about two hours. My team was eliminated and will not be playing. Obviously, a lot of people’s favorite team has been eliminated. However, most of us will still be watching? Why? It is a ritual. It’s been happening every year since 1967! That’s long enough for anything to have become a ritual.
You would be hard-pressed to find someone who doesn’t know that the “Big Game” is being played today. If you live in America, if you are over the age of 16, if you have engaged in a conversation with a sports fan in the last month, you know. Even if you are not a sports fan, you know.
My point is that this ritual is one of the things that ties us together as Americans. It is one of those ties that bind us together and points out how much we have in common. It doesn’t matter if you voted for the red candidate or the blue one. It doesn’t matter what your religious beliefs are. It’s a ritual we share as a nation. It’s a commonality that we can discuss tomorrow. We’ll be discussing the half-time show. We’ll be discussing the commercials. We’ll be predicting what teams will play next year.
we’ll be discussing some aspect of the game years from now.
Here’s to more rituals to share with your neighbors and loved ones. Here’s to more threads to bring us together than tear us apart! Here’s to one of those things that make us uniquely American!
Happy Super Bowl Sunday and to the loved ones you’ll share it with!
Today, February 1, 2014, is my husband’s “official retirement date.” He has achieved something that many Americans aspire to – retirement. He is focused on his next journey – hiking The Appalachian Trail. I am amazed that the time has seemed to fly as quickly as the airplanes he flew! I hope you enjoy the poem I wrote for the occasion!
THOUGHTS ON ALAN’S RETIREMENT
I know this may be hard to believe,
But from American Airlines, Alan is taking his leave.
He will find it so very nice
To not worry about a checklist or the need to de-ice!
He’s been flying airplanes for so many years,
But now he’s retiring without shedding tears.
After all this time, he’s ready to go;
Will he miss the flying? He says “No”.
No more uniforms, schedules, and rushing for flights,
No more driving to airports mornings, noons, and nights.
No more Crew Scheduling trying to track him down…
They never stopped until he was found.
Flying fighters and airplanes is what he has known
Ever since from a boy to a man he has grown.
He has amassed accomplishments galore
From “The Academy”, the Air Force, “the Company” and more
Now, he’s focused on the Appalachian Trail;
I know the thought of it sounds very insane!
He’s ready for the next chapter of his life;
I’m blessed to share it with him as his wife.
Imagine! He’s now a retiree,
But what exactly does that make me?
I was so grateful to be involved with a company named Qivana that I wrote a poem entitled “Ode to Qivana. ” I delivered my poem at a regional event held in Newport, RI, on January 17, 2014. To hear my recitation, click below:
Yesterday I got to check another entry off on my bucket list. I was in St. Peter’s Square with my husband and about 70,000 other people to hear Pope Francis and to receive a papal blessing!
I had been to Rome twice before and never had seen any of the previous popes. Although seeing the pope had been on the list, I didn’t really focus on it happening. I didn’t really visualize it happening. That has all changed. I am experiencing the effect! All thoughts are crystallizing. I am realizing thoughts transforming into action more readily. It is absolutely amazing. In the last two weeks, I have seen two major accomplishments in my life! Not only did they occur, but they occurred pretty effortlessly once I decided they were to be.
It was pretty obvious that the other 70,000 people had determined earlier in their day that they would be in that square when the Pope gave his blessing. Their excitement was overwhelming and contagious! There certainly was magnetism in the square!
I can’t wait to see what is next on the list! I am so grateful for the gift of travel. I look forward to many future journeys. This particular one has been very special. The seeds of faith that were planted so many years ago are being harvested. I eagerly await upcoming discoveries in 2014. I anticipate checking off lots of entries on that bucket list!
I went to Game 2 of the World Series !! Going to a World Series game that my favorite team, the Red Sox, played in had been on my bucket list for quite some time. In spite of previous World Series opportunities, I never took the initiative to actually buy the tickets. Although I can now check this off, I see I should have been clearer and stated that it would be a World Series game that they actually WON!
But I digress….
As I watched Game 1 on Wednesday evening, DO IT NOW resonated so strongly that I started to look for tickets online. Determined, I explored every possible option to acquire tickets without having to sell one of my grandkids to get them!!
Not only did I go to the game, I surprised my oldest grandson with a ticket – the absolute BEST gift I’ve given anyone on the spur of the moment! The entire adventure was a last-minute escapade and a direct result of developing DO IT NOW habit. Attending the game was an awesome experience, and sharing it with Zach was absolutely priceless. We left the game exhilarated in spite of the final score. We shopped for a souvenir shirt, and took two subway lines back to South Station to take the train.
And now for the rest of the story….
By the time we got to the train station, the last train had left! As a matter of fact, the entire station was about to close! In the excitement, I had written down the times that Zach and I had to take the train and the subways TO the game, not FROM the game – uh oh! I never confirmed that the trains ran later on game nights just like the subway did. I guess it is time to work on a new habit of better due dilligence!
I went to dinner with some female friends this evening. The wine and conversation flowed freely. Dinner exemplified the points of a class that I am taking. For instance, it was interesting to observe how my friends and I are more alike than we are different. I realize that these women are my friends. Yes, I know that like attracts like. However, I believe most people on the planet share the same similarities. Most of us are interested in better lives. The variable is just HOW focused, passionate, and conscious we are of what we want. In my humble opinion, many of us as women tend to focus on everyone else before we take care of ourselves. Maybe the tendency is hard-wired into our DNA. Perhaps as we get older, we FINALLY start thinking more about what WE want and not what everyone in our lives needs or wants.
But I digress…
My point is that if you are ever in need of oxygen on a plane (not a good thing), the best way to deal with the situation would be for you to use the oxygen mask that the flight attendant so diligently instructed you to use BEFORE you attempt to give oxygen to your seatmate! That would make the most sense.
The course I am taking is a great reminder for me to focus consciously on what I want in order to attain the desired result. It provides oxygen to my soul. It moves my subconscious to support me and to supply me with the results I enthusiastically and passionately acclaim. What a support system! All it takes is perfect practice!. I realize that the only way to get rid of a habit is with a new habit. I realize the importance of surrounding myself with people who support me – people of like mind. It has been said that we are all the average of the sum of the five people we hang around with the most. Who are you hanging out with? Who is YOUR tribe?
If you don’t have supporters, find them. If you have supporters, tell them how much you appreciate them. All things are possible when we are in perfect harmony!
As Mr. Rohn so eloquently asked,
If not now, when?
If not YOU, who?
The Best Way to Predict Your Future is to CREATE It,
Lake Placid Olympic Statium
As I’ve already written, my husband and I vacationed in upstate NY last month. I felt compelled to go to Lake Placid. I had never been to Olympic Stadium where the US hockey team won the Gold Medal in 1980. I had told the story time after time and integrated it into some of my trainings. Years later, I now find myself on another type of team – the Qivana team, with the captain of that 1980 Olympic hockey team – Mike Eruzione. As I walked into the stadium, I got goose bumps. I was walking on hallowed ground.
For those of you of a certain vintage, you may remember February 22, 1980. US morale was low. We were feeling the residual of Vietnam, Watergate, the oil crisis, and the Iranian Hostage situation. The Cold War was heating up.
Plan B went into effect: Hire Herb Brooks as the Olympic hockey coach, have some success at the games, and boost morale. The team was comprised of amateur and collegiate players. The Russians had older experienced and legendary players who played on world-class rinks! They had won EVERY world game and EVERY Olympic game since 1964.
In order to win the Gold Medal, the team would have to beat Finland. However, they would have to get by the Russians to do it – a task deemed nothing short of a miracle.
It was similar to David going against Goliath. Well, if you are familiar with the story, you know what David did to Goliath. Most people inhabiting the planet on that day know what Team USA did. It was SO well known, that Sports Illustrated ran its March 3 cover with absolutely NO words-just a picture of the winning team waving the American flag. No words were necessary. Everyone knew that Team USA had beaten the Russians!
How did it happen? Herb Brooks didn’t look for the most skilled players. He gave each player a personality test. He was building a team – not just a bunch of guys wearing the same jersey, not just a bunch of guys with their own agenda. He was building a TEAM. According to Myers-Briggs, a team is “a small number of people with complementary skills who are committed to a common purpose, set of performance goals and approach for which they hold themselves mutually accountable.”
When they were trailing, Herb goes into the locker room and tells the guys that THIS is their moment. That if they do not go out onto the ice and win, they will regret this moment for the rest of their lives. What he said is so true. One of the strongest human emotions is regret. It is often said that most people will not regret the things they did. Most people will regret the things they did not do.
Mike Eruzione and Janet DeLeo
How many of us are not going the extra mile? How many of us have given up on dreams? Remember, when we were kids? We all dreamed. We dreamed before we allowed life to beat us up. Go back to that time when you thought all things were possible. One of my favorite sayings is that you can be the best jockey in the world and just be on the wrong horse. Think about what you want, “what you really, really, want”. If you know the prize, you will be willing to pay the price. Is there a price? Of course, there is. Anything worth achieving is worth working for.
Don’t ask yourself if it’s easy; ask yourself if it’s worth it? What can you do with your moments?
If a rag-tag bunch of kids can play the game of their lives and beat the best hockey team in the world, anything is possible.
Sports Illustrated named the moment the Top Sports Moment of the Twentieth Century.
Miracles can and DO happen. Know what you want. Believe that you will get it. Develop a written plan of action as to how you will achieve it. What miracle would you like to occur in YOUR life?
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After the game against the Russians, Herb went back into the locker room and cried. Obviously, those tears were tears of joy. What kind of tears will you shed? Will they be to celebrate what you did, or will they be to regret what you did not do?
Herb Brooks died in 2003 before the movie “Miracle on Ice” was released. Al Michaels, who announced the game all those years ago, was hired to recreate his announcing. The last ten seconds, however, are from the original broadcast when Mr. Michaels yells, “Do you believe in miracles?” “YES”. It was agreed that he could never recreate the emotion of that moment. Those of us who remember the moment know that is true.
The ice rink at the Olympic Stadium was renamed the Herb Brooks Arena.
Those goose bumps are back…..
Become the hero the people who love you believe you are….
The Best Way to Predict Your Future is to CREATE It,