“If You Can’t Be The Sun Be A Star”

starAs a child my mother often used poetry to motivate me to complete a task or believe in myself if I were feeling doubtful. One poem she used to encourage me is “Be A Star If You Cannot Be The Sun” by the Late Douglas Malloch. The poem is far too long to quote here, but if you haven’t read it, may I suggest you do.

In this world where everyone wants to walk the red carpet, write a best selling movie or novel, or live the glamours life of the rich and famous, we forget that may not be the direction life has for us. Not everyone is cut out to be a leader, some of us are better suited for support staff, which is fine. I have found my abilities are stronger at coordinating and pulling projects together than leading. I’m a behind the scenes kinda person.

It may seem if we aren’t the biggest and brightest out there, we aren’t fulfilling our destiny. Well, where would the sun be without the moon and stars? We may not be world renown but we can still live equally if not more productive lives than those in the spotlight.

There are needs to be met right in our own backyards and communities. We can put our hands to the plow and make a difference right where we are. Organizations that feed the homeless, mentor at-risk youth, spend time with the elderly and forgotten to name a few would love to have our assistance.

The next time you feel as though you’re not as successful as you’d like because you aren’t an accomplished actress, or scientist.  You haven’t made the New York Times Best Seller List or won a Noble Prize, or maybe your name isn’t on the tongue of everyone you meet; take a walk outside on clear night and look up.

Our night sky is full of beautiful stars and a gorgeous moon. Those same stars and moon have guided many a lost sailor or hiker. They’ve provided comfort to to those separated from loved ones when they realize the person of their affection is gazing at the same sky. My point is, we all matter if we just believe we do. So, remember as my mother used to tell me, “If you can’t be a highway, then just be a trail, IF YOU CAN’T BE THE SUN, BE A STAR; It isn’t by size that you win or you fail-BE THE BEST OF WHATEVER YOU ARE!”

Ciao!

Savannah J, providing a place of tranquility away from the stress of life. 

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For the ladies: Shinning Stars!

 

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Greetings ladies! I’d like to share with you about a wonderful transformation period, I’ve been growing through. During this time, I’ve been reflecting on what got me to this place and the necessity to move forward. I would like to share my journey with you in hopes it will both inspire and encourage you.

In order to understand my journey, let me take you back to the beginning. I was raised by a mother who believed in me from day one. She, along with my older sisters poured greatness into me, and like a sponge, I soaked it up. In my later years, however, my growth would be temporarily stunted as I would encounter young women who were apparently intimidated or made uncomfortable by my personality.  I was labeled as one who “thought I was cute,” or “thought I was better than everyone else.” This ladies, wasn’t the case at all but it was enough to stop me in my tracks. To further illustrate my point, consider this analogy.

There are billions of stars in the sky, some shine brighter than others but they all shine. Each of the stars has a purpose, just as God created each of us with a purpose. Some people are created to be leaders, while there are those who are placed in the auxiliary role. What we must understand is each role is important. Where would the President be without his Vice President and supportive staff. How could a General lead an army into battle without the backing of his soldiers. The young women I encountered back then were too immature to grasp that truth but more importantly, I allowed myself to succumb to the peer pressure and jealousy and tucked myself away.

As I embark on this new awaking in myself, one thing has become clear; the voices of discouragement and disparagement are not relegated to childhood alone.  We often hear the advice, to be careful with whom we share our plans, visions and goals. This, my dear sisters is pure truth.

I have found even in adulthood there are those who are so busy coveting their sister’s star, they can’t see the light emanating from their own. These women, perhaps struggling to deal with their own pain, will place a damper on someone else in order to feel good about themselves. If you’ve encountered this type of friend, it’s important to remove yourself from their company as quickly as possible. She may be a family member or close friend; it doesn’t mean you stop loving them, or even hanging out with them, it just means you must guard your heart. As we grow, it’s important to share our dreams and goals with like-minded individuals and those who are currently more successful than we. By doing so, we surround ourselves with positive energy.

As I mature and become comfortable in my skin and with who I am, I find doors are opening on a daily basis. I’ve embraced who God has created me to be and I no longer allow the negative opinions, stares or comments of others to deter me. “I have gone from zero to my own hero . . .” like the words in Katy Perry’s song “Roar.”

My diet has improved, I exercise three to four times weekly and I spend each morning in the Word of God. These are some of the steps I’ve taken to turn my life around and move in the direction God has for me and thereby fulfill the destiny my mother saw in me. I hope as you read my words, you will embrace your star and let it shine brightly and remember what God has for you is for you. Find your own truth and grab a hold to it. Spend time with you and your Higher Power (I choose to call mine God) and your inner star will guide you in the direction of growth unique to you.  Now, go get your blessings!

Ciao!

Savannah, she adds a little sass in every page.

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“God Bless The Broken Road . . .”

broken roadLately, I’ve recently been spending a lot of time in reflective prayer and in doing some soul searching. I’m praying and seeking guidance about where I’d like to see myself in five years. But more so, I’ve been seeking the direction, God would like to see my life take over the next five years. Now, all of this may seem pretty normal to you, but allow me to give you some her-story behind my contemplative state.

I believe we’re all born with a God given purpose and plan for our lives. Forty years ago I was on a different path – the path I believe God had intended me to take. I allowed fear and discouragement to dissuade me from that path and send me down a different road. For years, I’ve regretted my decision and wasted energy vexing my own spirit. I’ve heard ministers preach about and read countless books and articles about letting go of the past and embracing where we are. Each time I tried to release and move forward, I became so angry I couldn’t fathom how that concept would benefit me, after all it wouldn’t change my circumstances. What I didn’t grasp was the releasing was for me; for my own spiritual cleansing. But in the midst of my anguish, God still had a plan.

Over the past few days, I’ve had a coming to terms with my life and the path I chose for me. I call it my Broken Road.” Had I not moved to Virginia, I never would have met my son’s father and I wouldn’t have my beautiful son. I wouldn’t have been touched by and/or touched so many wonderful people. I wouldn’t know the majesty of the Blue Ridge Mountains or the roar of the mighty Atlantic Ocean. More so, I wouldn’t understand what my mother meant when she used to tell me, “Baby, God can bless you right where you are.”

Today, I spent time thanking God for all the blessings He’s bestowed on my life over the past forty years and it brought me to tears. I realized, despite my following a different path, God has been here all along. I just needed to release and embrace His goodness. There is a song by the group Rascal Flats titled “God Bless The Broken Road” that I really like. The author of that song had a handle on God’s ability to gently lead us back to His original path although we maybe traveling a “Broken Road.”

When I think of the chorus to that song, “God Bless The Broken Road that led me straight to you,” although it’s a love song, I can’t help but think of my son. God indeed blessed my “Broken Road.” Will my appreciating my blessings along this path change my circumstances? Perhaps not immediately, but I believe I’ve now opened the door for God to re-route my life and lead me into greater opportunities.

Perhaps you’ve gotten of your path and find yourself way off course. Remember, God specializes in re-routing us. He can use your “Broken Road” to get you to exactly where you were meant to be.

Ciao!

By Savannah Jackson, she adds a little sass in every page.

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P.S I’ve included the link to Rascal Flats “God Bless The Broken Road” for your enjoyment. http://youtu.be/kkWGwY5nq7A

Make new friends but keep the old . . .

goldI remember singing a song as a child with the words, “Make new friends but keep the old; one is silver and the other gold.” Being a child, I had no idea the impact behind the meaning of those words. Now that I’m older, I realize what a tremendous blessing it is to have friends, especially old friends.

Several times a year my high school classmates and I gather for fellowship and fun. We hangout and catch up on the latest happenings in our lives. We decided a few years ago not to wait for class reunions that come around every ten years, but to enjoy each other in the now.  These friends have been a part of my life since Kindergarten. We have a bond that can’t be broken. The childhood friends from my years of growing up in 8th Street Baptist Church are still a part of my life as well and we stay in touch and see each other as time permits.

There is a saying, “friends come and go” but I say true friends are there for life. I know beyond a shadow of doubt my heart friends would be by my side in a instant if I needed them. Now, this doesn’t mean I have newer friends whom I don’t appreciate like my longtime friends, because I do. And some of them have been a part of my life for a few years and will be there for years to come.

Perhaps there are friends or family from years gone by you think of often but haven’t taken the time to reach out to. I strongly suggest you do so. Life is too sweet not to share the goodness with those we love. No better time than the present to rekindle and enjoy.

So, make a call, send an email or text today and I promise a whole world of love, excitement and joy will open up to you.

As always in closing, I wish you a peaceful night. Blessings!

By Savannah Jackson, she adds a little sass in every page.

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Ms Ella-ism # 6 “Baby, even if the only thing you have is a hatchet…”

hatchetHave you ever had a bill to pay or project or task to complete that seemed unending? I know I have on many occasions. Once when I was young I had a bill to pay that gave the illusion of growing instead of shrinking. In talking it over with my mother, she gave me the best advice.

Now, there is one thing you have to know about my mom and that is she often used analogies to make a point. When it came to my bill, she used the perfect one. She said, “Baby, your bill is like a tree. If you have a Pine tree to chop down and the only thing you have is a hatchet, you can still chop that tree down. All you have to do is take your time and chop at it a little bit everyday. Eventually, that tree will fall.”

Perhaps you’re a writer like me with a deadline to meet or you’re in business with several deadlines. Maybe your bills and finances seem as though they’ll never be right. Whatever your challenge, remember the words of my mom, “Baby, if the only thing you have is a hatchet . . . . All you have to do is take your time and chop at it a little bit everyday. Eventually, that tree will fall.”

As always in parting, I wish you a peaceful night. Blessings!

By Savannah Jackson, “she adds a little sass in every page.”

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Falling in love with RVA, day 17: Remembering.

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I spent today doing something much more meaningful than pursuing my own happiness, I made someone else smile. On yesterday, I made plans to visit a very special lady in my life. She is now a Senior and was my friend, mentor, surrogate mother and confidant all rolled up in one when I first moved to RVA. She still is.

We met many years ago when I was yet brand new on my job and in my career. She took me under her wing and pretty much taught me everything I know. I remember being a little timid at times and she would say to me, “come-on here, Jackson!” And then would push me, not lead me into whatever task needed completion.

This afternoon, she told me she is eighty nine years old and I felt like an infant announcing my upcoming fifty seventh birthday. We had a chuckle about it and she called me a baby; I didn’t mind at all. Although, her body is now frail, her mind is ever sharp. We shared stories of yesteryear and today. She spoke of our days on the job and mentioned several people we worked with. We talked a bit about my mother, whom she was very close to and my son, whom she hasn’t seen in years. I pulled up pictures for her on my phone so that she could see how my son has matured.

It was a bittersweet visit and a bit challenging to see my friend so frail while remembering the way she was in her prime. Although, it was emotional for me, I was so happy I spent time with her and look forward to seeing her again soon. I feel it’s important to be with our elders and those who nurtured us when we were young. After all, they may be older now with snow white hair, but the Bible declares hair of silver as a sign of wisdom and wisdom is what this world is most in need of today.

There is a double blessing in sitting at the feet of our seniors, they have the pleasure of our company and we can glean from their boundless knowledge. Perhaps there is someone in your life whom is up in age who could use a visit. May I suggest you take time out and spend a few hours with them. I promise you the rewards are priceless.

As always, I wish you a safe and peaceful night.

Ciao!

Savannah J, she adds a little sass in every page.

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Falling in love with RVA, day one: September 1, 2013

 

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Today was the first day of my new love affair with RVA. I decided, I wanted to start with something I’ve always wanted to do. It’s pretty obvious, I love to read and I’ve always wanted to stop and read the historical markers along the roadway. To save on gas and time, I Goggled historical markers for Virginia and found more than I could look through in a day. After viewing a few, I narrowed it down to the Petersburg-Richmond area and dove in.

The majority of the information I found was on the Civil War, and to my delight, it was quite fascinating. My final narrowing of facts brought me to my own community. One such marker caught and held my attention, it highlighted an area less then five miles away called, The Mid-Lothian (Coal) Mines Park. I found the park on line and gathered more information.  I then finished my breakfast and set out to find the ruins of the mines.

Prior to leaving my house, I was talking with my son and telling him of my adventure for today and not surprisingly, he knew of the park. I invited him along and we set out together.

The grounds of the Mid-Lothian Mines Park were beautiful. There was a lake with a walking trail around it. In the wooded area was the ruins of Grove Shaft, where the coal was mined and next to it, the ruins of the Mid-lothian African Church. (Pictured) A church built by free Blacks, slaves and a few white men as a place of worship for the Black workers.

As my son and I walked and I admired the area, he mentioned how surprised he was, I had never heard of or visited The Mid-Lothian Mines Park before. I replied, “Son, I need to get out more.” I’m excited to see where my journey in and around the RVA-Metro area takes me as I discover something new about Richmond everyday for the month of September.

Tomorrow is Labor Day and it’s raining here in RVA tonight. I will not allow the weather to deter me but continue on in my quest for fun. I do hope you will join me. Until tomorrow, have a peaceful night!

Ciao!

Savannah J, she adds a little sass in every page. 

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