What does Autumn Mean for You?

What Autumn Means to Me: Women Influencing Now on The Essential Feminine Blog

Maureen Simon, Author of Awakening the Essential Feminine, is posting some guest blogs on autumn.

Be inspired by her empowering words, and read my short post on What Autumn Means to Me.

What does Autumn mean for you?

1 Minute Reasons to Smile

Need a reason to smile? Watch this one minute movie...then go do something that makes you smile!

Scene behind the house I grew up in.

http://youtu.be/sAXAPlzRhrQ

Enjoy this moment...and smile.

5 Minutes is an Opportunity

The last six months have been incredibly busy, as my book nears completion. With a month as an aggressive goal to complete editing, I considered going completely offline for a few weeks.

Instead, I'm going to share with you short excerpts of my book. I hope you enjoy them. Take care - Leigh.

Five minutes is powerful. It changes the course of your day, brings a sense of peace among chaos, or even creates a new future. Five minutes is an opportunity.

Yet, the gift of five minutes is often forgotten.

Thanks to overwhelming responsibilities of being a mother, a wife, and an income earner, in the evening you’d give anything for five minutes of peace - and a burst of energy from your exhausted body. Your spouse, if you have one, would love to see you energized too, but you can only imagine lying comatose in front of the television.

Small Gestures Make a Big Difference

When I was 10 or 11 years old, our family spent many Sunday afternoons skating at the local ice rink. My sister, brother and I took lessons, and then we would skate during the public skate.
 While my siblings skated and chatted with their friends, I circled the ice looking for black flies, helpless, frozen on the ice. I would pick one up in my mitts, enclose it in warmth, and breathe a little warm air into its temporary cave. After a few minutes, I opened my mitts and it would fly away.

Saving flies.

“What’s the point?” I heard. “With millions of black flies, you’re not really making a difference.”



And I didn’t think I could make a difference, at least to other people, when I was young. I remember the cool kids in school. I tried not to notice that some "cool" kids had a way of teasing others. They didn't appear to be malicious, but they left others feeling broken by their words. But how could I make a difference? I was too meek to rush to someone else’s defense.

When someone I knew was being picked on, I felt torn between wanting to help and feeling my own insecurity and need to fit in. Any words that escaped my tightly gripped lips were jumbled in emotions of nervousness, self-consciousness, and pleading to be nice.

I was frozen, a small fly in a big world.

And yet, when I skated alone on the ice, surrounded by children enjoying themselves and smiling, I could pick up a lone cold fly, and with a gentle touch and breath, bring it to life. When I wasn't surrounded by school yard expectations, I found clarity in this small task.

I still felt helpless on the playground. However, growing up I discovered I could make a difference to others. I could help them with small gestures or a gentle touch. This became important in my first few jobs. A smile to restaurant patrons. An extra minute with a lone child at the community center. I may not have been effective on the playground. "Effective" felt momentous to that 11 year old. I wish I knew then what I know now.

What have I learned?

1. Small steps can make the greatest difference. It only takes one step.

2. Changing another person’s day only takes a moment. If we all took a moment to stop and help, imagine how we’d all feel at the end of the day.

3. Those that don’t smile back, or acknowledge the gesture, probably need it the most.

4. If I didn’t make an effort, or take a moment to smile, it would probably go unnoticed in the hundreds of tasks we do, or in the dozens of people we pass by each day. So we lose nothing, whether we try to make someone else’s day or not.

5. If I had known how simple yet transformative a smile could be, I may have shared more smiles on the playground when I was young. A person feeling uncertain in a situation might feel better receiving a smile.
In giving a smile, it isn’t about me. It is about how I’ve left others feeling. We each have a responsibility to do what we can for others. Often, it comes back to us anyways, as good karma tends to do.

6. Sometimes the kooky things children do (like picking up flies) have a purpose, as they sort out how the world works.

What small gesture do you enjoy sharing with others?

Soggy Cookies and Wet Floors

"Mmmm, these are crunchy!" My six-year-old says to my friend's sister-in-law, who brought cookies to the pool recently.

I was impressed. "Our cookies and crackers seem to soften the second they come into our house."

"It's the humidity. An east coast thing," she said, knowing I was from the west. "Put put your stuff in plastic containers."

What? I thought. The humidity softens crackers? I was in unfamiliar territory again, a feeling I thought I was past, given that we've now lived a full year in New Jersey.

Then I recalled the conversation I had with my husband earlier this week, shortly after returning from vacation. "Do you remember turning on the humidifier in the basement and setting it on that rubbermaid lid before you left?" He said.

"Yes. I heard it would be humid," I replied.

"You were right. I went down there and water overflowed all over the floor."

"What? How much moisture can their be in the air?"

"Obviously more than you thought."

"On the new carpet?"

"No, just the concrete."

Unbelievable. The dehumidifier was left by the last homeowners. Clearly there was a reason for it.

Soggy cookies and wet floors. Who knew humidity was more than just extra heat in the air?

Not me. I've only lived here a year.