“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!

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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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The price of disobedience.

Row of Jail CellsAs a child growing up in the Jackson household, I knew disobeying my parents came with a price. I was either punished or if the offence was serious enough, I got a spanking. Thankfully, I was a pretty compliant child and my spankings or punishments were far and few between.

Now that I’ve transitioned into adulthood, there is no earthly parental figure to which I’m held accountable. There are however, other systems in place by which we are governed. For instance, should we break the law, the judicial system will define the penalty for our actions. Schools, workplaces and such also have rules and and guidelines in place to define what is and is not acceptable on their premises. In my life there is also a Higher Power to which I answer. I chose to call Him God.

The other day, on my Birthday to be exact, I decided to treat myself to a pedicure. As I left my house, I glanced at my watch. I knew I was having family and a couple close friends over for cake and refreshments, so my time was limited. I headed out and as I drove, I considered going to a salon, I don’t frequent because it was closer to home.

To give you a brief history, I’ve switched to a new salon because I had a couple bad experiences at the place I frequented for years. I’d finally found a shop where, they not only listened to me but I left in one piece, if you will. As I headed up the road, I thought to myself, if I go to my usual spot, I may be late getting back home to prepare for my guests. Here, is where things became interesting.

In order to save time, I headed for the salon closer to my home where I’d not had a pedicure. At this point, I clearly heard the voice of God say, “Do not go to that salon, go to the one you always go to or go home and wait until tomorrow.” This is where vanity stepped in and directed my next steps. I said to myself and the Spirit of God, “I don’t have enough time to go to the other place and I want a pedicure for my Birthday; how bad can it it be? After all, it’s in a high end area of town.”

I ignored the wisdom of God and headed a couple miles up the road to the other salon. As I sat in the chair, feeling like I need to run for the exit, I kept telling myself, “I’m sure it’ll be fine.” Well, halfway through the pedicure, I felt a sting on the inside of my left foot, just below my ankle. When it happened again, I looked down and I was bleeding. To make a long story short, the technician had rubbed a dime sized piece of skin completely off my foot.

He apologized profusely and put an antiseptic on the spot. Two days later, I ended up in the doctor’s office to have my foot looked at. I’m now on antibiotics both orally and topically. It’s been a week and a half and the spot still hasn’t healed. All could have been avoided, if I’d only listened.

There is a price to being disobedient. Had I listened and not allowed vanity to enter my heart, I wouldn’t have a painful wound that requires a lengthy treatment. For young people, not following parental or educational instruction can be costly. Not adhering to the rules established by our government or court systems can even result in death.

I’ve learned a valuable lesson from my experience and I hope my sharing, will encourage you to take time to listen. Whether it be to parents, employers or whomever. Remember there are consequences to our actions and no one in their right mind wants to pay the price of disobedience.

Ciao!

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

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Falling in Love with RVA

MP900386092 (1)Greetings to all! It’s been a few days since I’ve posted as I’ve not felt well over the last week and haven’t been out and about. Although I have a few days to go before the end of the month, I can honestly say, there is much to do and see in the RVA-Metro Area. I must also admit, I really didn’t give RVA a chance in the entertainment department. 

There is still much to do and see, especially with Fall approaching. There is The 2nd Street Festival, Fall BraZaar, and State Fair of Virginia all on the weekend of October 5th. If you don’t mind driving, there is also the Crab Carnival in West Point Va the weekend of October 5th. The Richmond Folk Festival is October 11th-13th. We also have Fall Wine Tastings at our local Wineries. There’s apple picking in the mountains with the added bonus of colorful foliage as the backdrop. I could go on and on but to save time, as usual I’ll just refer you to the Discover Richmond link which also highlights the top five weekend events for every weekend. How cool is that, huh?

After I discovered all the fun things to do in RVA, it still didn’t diminish my desire to move back home. I miss my childhood friends and family. I miss the sights and smells of my home. You see, I’ve done so much over the past three weeks, it left me exhausted at times, but I did most activities alone. Therein lies a portion of the problem. 

I know, I will one day return to my native state, although it may not be anytime soon. I’m thankful, for all the blessings being in RVA have brought me, especially my son. But as Dorothy said in The Wizard of Oz, “There’s no place like home.” Until the time when I return, I will continue to enjoy RVA and the surrounding counties. 

For those of you who’ve given me suggestions of fun things to do, I thank you. To you who’ve followed by blog of Falling in love with RVA, I thank you too. I do hope you will continue to stop by on a regular basis as this is not the end of my stories. And as always in closing, 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 19-20: Happy Birthday!

??????????????September 19th is my Birthday and on the day of, I had a ball. I didn’t really do anything special during the morning but that night I had my family and a couple close friends over. It was a quiet and intimate gathering. We talked, laughed and caught up on the latest news.

For those of you who don’t know, I love to entertain in my home. At one point, I just sat back and watched everyone enjoy themselves and it made me so happy. Birthdays have taken on a new meaning for me now as I grow older. It doesn’t matter about the gifts or cake and ice cream, what matters are the blessings I’ve received and even challenges I’ve overcome.

The challenges have provided opportunity for growth and gaining wisdom. Two things I deem priceless. The blessings help me focus on the positive. Although, like anyone else, I’ve had my share of ups and downs, my glass is always half-full. To complete another year and gain a new age is such a blessing to me. There are those women who refuse to reveal their ages, but for me, it’s an honor and privilege to answer the age question. After all, I have family and friends who didn’t make 57.

It’s the 20th and the day after my Birthday. I’m not doing anything special in RVA today. I’m relaxing at home and writing. I have a couple things planned for tomorrow but for now, I’m enjoying today. As always, I wish you a safe and peaceful night.

Ciao!

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

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Falling in love with RVA, day 18: Saving the Tata’s and Josh Groban.

MP900321107I went for my annual Mammogram this afternoon and with a great report from the Radiologist I might add. There is a history of Breast Cancer in my family and so, I’m meticulous in making and keeping my appointments each year. I’ve heard women complain about the equipment used for the test but it takes less than ten minutes start to finish for something that may save a life. I just take a deep breath knowing, God has blessed man with the technology to help us have better quality of life and let the technician do her job.

After my exam, I headed for a quiet place to write in the RVA-Metro Area where I’d never been before but couldn’t think of an establishment. As I cruised up Midlothian Turnpike, I spotted a sign for Pink Belle Cake House and decided to stop. My goal other than finding a place to write was buying a small cake for my Birthday celebration tomorrow.

My decision turned out to be a perfect one as the Pink Belle Cake House is also The Piano Cafe. The atmosphere at The Piano Cafe felt so relaxing and peaceful, I grabbed a cup of Joe and my laptop and found a seat in an overstuffed chair. Now, I’m sitting here listening to Josh Groban, one of my favorite singers, sipping on my coffee and working on my latest project.

If you ever find yourself in the Midlothian area, check out Pink Belle Cake House and The Piano Cafe. You’ll love it here. And if you’re a writer like me, the ambiance is perfect for penning your next project or finishing up one you’ve started.

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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