Re: Two things

February 1, 2012

Maybe you experienced "Synchronicity." See the first paragraph of the summary section of

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Celestine_Prophecy I often wonder if there really is a big plan but we have to be aware enough to see it.Had I been in your shoes I'm almost certain that I would have been unable to not volunteer to help her transcribe her story.HmmmmmBillTo: act_for_the_public From: hbbr@...Date: Wed, 1 Feb 2012 22:36:15 +0000Subject: Two things

Two things happened in my life today, both important, each so very different.

One is familiar to me: My sister went into the hospital again with extreme pain and weakness. Even though she is out of it mentally due to pain meds, she wants to hang with me on the phone, and so I willingly listen to her moaning and cajoling me to not hang up 'cause she needs her sissie. OMG! Painful to go through, painful to hear her pain, painful to feel her pain - and a joy to be there for her in the small way I am able to be.

The other thing that happened was a total surprise: An elderly woman stopped me on the street as I was carrying groceries in from the car. She had a totally alive, compelling face, and although her posture was stooped, it was commanding (if you know what I mean). I was immediately drawn in. She asked me some innocuous question about who can park on the street, which I politely answered. Then she launched into "I'm 89 years old, and I served as a machinist in WW1 when they recruited women because all the boys were at war, and I worked beside Rosie the Riveter, and I loved that job, and I loved all my jobs, even though I've had a very hard life, raising my kids as a single mom, and I would like to write a book about my life but I dislike computers, but I can type like crazy on an old manual typewriter - do you know where I can get ribbons for that? - and GOSH! I was spellbound, as my beloved Edy's All Natural Fruit Bars melted in my grocery bag. She lives on 5th St and I live on 3rd, and I hope to run into her again. Next time, I will invite her in. What a highlight of my day meeting her was!

So there you have it. The mystery of the ebb and flow of life. And each of us right smack in the middle of it all.

-Helena (in awe and wonder)

February 1, 2012

I did volunteer to help her transcribe her story.

>

> Maybe you experienced " Synchronicity. " See the first paragraph of the summary

section of

> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Celestine_Prophecy

> I often wonder if there really is a big plan but we have to be aware enough to

see it.

> Had I been in your shoes I'm almost certain that I would have been unable to

not volunteer to help her transcribe her story.

> Hmmmmm

> Bill

>

> To: act_for_the_public

> From: hbbr@...

> Date: Wed, 1 Feb 2012 22:36:15 +0000

> Subject: Two things

>

> Two things happened in my life today, both important, each so very

different.

>

> One is familiar to me: My sister went into the hospital again with extreme

pain and weakness. Even though she is out of it mentally due to pain meds, she

wants to hang with me on the phone, and so I willingly listen to her moaning and

cajoling me to not hang up 'cause she needs her sissie. OMG! Painful to go

through, painful to hear her pain, painful to feel her pain - and a joy to be

there for her in the small way I am able to be.

>

> The other thing that happened was a total surprise: An elderly woman stopped

me on the street as I was carrying groceries in from the car. She had a totally

alive, compelling face, and although her posture was stooped, it was commanding

(if you know what I mean). I was immediately drawn in. She asked me some

innocuous question about who can park on the street, which I politely answered.

Then she launched into " I'm 89 years old, and I served as a machinist in WW1

when they recruited women because all the boys were at war, and I worked beside

Rosie the Riveter, and I loved that job, and I loved all my jobs, even though

I've had a very hard life, raising my kids as a single mom, and I would like to

write a book about my life but I dislike computers, but I can type like crazy on

an old manual typewriter - do you know where I can get ribbons for that? - and

GOSH! I was spellbound, as my beloved Edy's All Natural Fruit Bars melted in my

grocery bag. She lives on 5th St and I live on 3rd, and I hope to run into her

again. Next time, I will invite her in. What a highlight of my day meeting her

was!

>

> So there you have it. The mystery of the ebb and flow of life. And each of

us right smack in the middle of it all.

>

> -Helena (in awe and wonder)

>

February 1, 2012

I am so grateful to hear from you now, Lou .. I feel kinda lost with all this. I will make sure that wonderful woman gets her typewriter ribbons ... or me to transcribe for her, if she will have me (I offered, but she seemed reluctant).

You are most welcome for what I give you. I get more than I give, that's for sure. I truly feel a connection with you. Thank you for sharing your story so openly and honestly. That helps me more than you know (and probably others as well).

Helena

To: "ACT for the Public" <ACT_for_the_Public >Sent: Wednesday, February 1, 2012 6:45:51 PMSubject: Re: Re: Two things

That was a great story/experience Helena, lovely and engaging (even with the willingness to let your "...beloved Edy's All Natural Fruit Bars melt...") I wonder if those ribbons for her typewriter are still available somewhere.

By the way, I just wanted to say thanks for all the ongoing support and compassion.

with much respect,

L.L.

To: ACT_for_the_Public Sent: Thursday, 2 February 2012 9:55 AMSubject: Re: Two things

I did volunteer to help her transcribe her story.>> > Maybe you experienced "Synchronicity." See the first paragraph of the summary section of > http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Celestine_Prophecy > I often wonder if there really is a big plan but we have to be aware enough to see it.> Had I been in your shoes I'm almost certain that I would have been unable to not volunteer to help her transcribe her story.> Hmmmmm> Bill> > To: act_for_the_public > Date: Wed, 1 Feb 2012 22:36:15 +0000> Subject: Two things> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Two things happened in my life today, both important, each so very different.> > One is familiar to me: My sister went into the hospital again with extreme pain and weakness. Even though she is out of it mentally due to pain meds, she wants to hang with me on the phone, and so I willingly listen to her moaning and cajoling me to not hang up 'cause she needs her sissie. OMG! Painful to go through, painful to hear her pain, painful to feel her pain - and a joy to be there for her in the small way I am able to be.> > The other thing that happened was a total surprise: An elderly woman stopped me on the street as I was carrying groceries in from the car. She had a totally alive, compelling face, and although her posture was stooped, it was commanding (if you know what I mean). I was immediately drawn in. She asked me some innocuous question about who can park on the street, which I politely answered. Then she launched into "I'm 89 years old, and I served as a machinist in WW1 when they recruited women because all the boys were at war, and I worked beside Rosie the Riveter, and I loved that job, and I loved all my jobs, even though I've had a very hard life, raising my kids as a single mom, and I would like to write a book about my life but I dislike computers, but I can type like crazy on an old manual typewriter - do you know where I can get ribbons for that? - and GOSH! I was spellbound, as my beloved Edy's All Natural Fruit Bars melted in my grocery bag. She lives on 5th St and I live on 3rd, and I hope to run into her again. Next time, I will invite her in. What a highlight of my day meeting her was!> > So there you have it. The mystery of the ebb and flow of life. And each of us right smack in the middle of it all. > > -Helena (in awe and wonder)>

February 1, 2012

I don't need to listen to it to know each tear that drops out of your heart.

To: "ACT for the Public" <ACT_for_the_Public >Sent: Wednesday, February 1, 2012 7:29:54 PMSubject: Re: Re: Two things

With 'wholehearted' gratitude to ACT and the people on this list, I offer a gift...music...

Called "Each Tear" by J. Bligh

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V-odjMWeA_Y

I hope you guys like it.

L.L.

To: ACT for the Public <ACT_for_the_Public > Sent: Thursday, 2 February 2012 10:22 AMSubject: Re: Re: Two things

I am so grateful to hear from you now, Lou .. I feel kinda lost with all this. I will make sure that wonderful woman gets her typewriter ribbons ... or me to transcribe for her, if she will have me (I offered, but she seemed reluctant).

You are most welcome for what I give you. I get more than I give, that's for sure. I truly feel a connection with you. Thank you for sharing your story so openly and honestly. That helps me more than you know (and probably others as well).

Helena

To: "ACT for the Public" <ACT_for_the_Public >Sent: Wednesday, February 1, 2012 6:45:51 PMSubject: Re: Re: Two things

That was a great story/experience Helena, lovely and engaging (even with the willingness to let your "...beloved Edy's All Natural Fruit Bars melt...") I wonder if those ribbons for her typewriter are still available somewhere.

By the way, I just wanted to say thanks for all the ongoing support and compassion.

with much respect,

L.L.

To: ACT_for_the_Public Sent: Thursday, 2 February 2012 9:55 AMSubject: Re: Two things

I did volunteer to help her transcribe her story.>> > Maybe you experienced "Synchronicity." See the first paragraph of the summary section of > http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Celestine_Prophecy > I often wonder if there really is a big plan but we have to be aware enough to see it.> Had I been in your shoes I'm almost certain that I would have been unable to not volunteer to help her transcribe her story.> Hmmmmm> Bill> > To: act_for_the_public > Date: Wed, 1 Feb 2012 22:36:15 +0000> Subject: Two things> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Two things happened in my life today, both important, each so very different.> > One is familiar to me: My sister went into the hospital again with extreme pain and weakness. Even though she is out of it mentally due to pain meds, she wants to hang with me on the phone, and so I willingly listen to her moaning and cajoling me to not hang up 'cause she needs her sissie. OMG! Painful to go through, painful to hear her pain, painful to feel her pain - and a joy to be there for her in the small way I am able to be.> > The other thing that happened was a total surprise: An elderly woman stopped me on the street as I was carrying groceries in from the car. She had a totally alive, compelling face, and although her posture was stooped, it was commanding (if you know what I mean). I was immediately drawn in. She asked me some innocuous question about who can park on the street, which I politely answered. Then she launched into "I'm 89 years old, and I served as a machinist in WW1 when they recruited women because all the boys were at war, and I worked beside Rosie the Riveter, and I loved that job, and I loved all my jobs, even though I've had a very hard life, raising my kids as a single mom, and I would like to write a book about my life but I dislike computers, but I can type like crazy on an old manual typewriter - do you know where I can get ribbons for that? - and GOSH! I was spellbound, as my beloved Edy's All Natural Fruit Bars melted in my grocery bag. She lives on 5th St and I live on 3rd, and I hope to run into her again. Next time, I will invite her in. What a highlight of my day meeting her was!> > So there you have it. The mystery of the ebb and flow of life. And each of us right smack in the middle of it all. > > -Helena (in awe and wonder)>

February 1, 2012

Hmmm, indeed. Maybe just that we notice aloud and listen enough to allow for

imagination and creativity to flourish where it might.