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Magical Dust

July 13, 2007 by Liz

I've been thinking . . .

about sunlight through a bedroom window.

sunlit vase

It’s a clear memory — sunlight streaming through my bedroom window when I was six years old. I watched for the longest time.

I thought that the dust I saw dancing in the air on that light was coming straight from the sun.

My brother said that dust was everywhere. I didn’t believe him. I believed in what I was seeing.

It was magical — no denying that. Magical things were delivered on rays of sunshine.

Not a bad way to see things.

Designers would say to look in the negative spaces. That’s way too clinical.

I’ll just find one sun ray bringing magical dust from the universe to me.

Magical dust never needs cleaning. It’s healing.

We can make magic just by choosing what we’re seeing and believing.

Every six year old knows that. Wonder if I can do that again . . .

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7 Wishes for Us All on 07-07-07

July 7, 2007 by Liz

I've been thinking . . .

about 07-07-07.

I started writing this at 7:07a.m., and I’ve time stamped it then too. I have no mystical, magical tie to sevens. I want to mark a moment in time. When a moment is officially called, 07-07-07 7:07a.m., it’s worth noticing that moment pass.

To celebrate that moment of sevens, I made 7 wishes for us all.

  1. I wish us all plenty of delectable food to eat. May it be so pleasing, so delightful, that we take time to savor it in the company of those we love.
  2. I wish us all bundles of beautiful clothes to wear. May they show off the light and wonder that is each one of us.
  3. I wish us all colorful, fragrant flowers on the streets and roads where we walk. May their scent and their delicate beauty soften thoughts from a world of machines.
  4. I wish us all vistas and horizons filled with color and space. May we always feel we have plenty of room to stand, reach, and breathe.
  5. I wish us all the music of life in the rhythm of our walk. May we hear melodies that inspire us to sing our song without caring who who plays the drum.
  6. I wish us all thoughts that remind us of our own genius. May we learn to value ourselves at the times when we once made ourselves small.
  7. I wish us all hearts that know unconditional love. May we give and receive without expectation.

07-07-07 7:07a.m., it’s so worth noticing that moment pass.

Keep these wishes for noticing every moment like that.

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Filed Under: Motivation, Successful Blog Tagged With: 07-07-07, 7-wishes, bc, Ive-been-thinking

A Voice and Heart with Values

July 6, 2007 by Liz

I’ve been thinking . . .

about values.

Value. It’s almost hard to think of the word without a consumer voice: value-priced, value-added, value for your money.

Value in it’s truest sense means to hold dear and to keep precious. It’s a word once meant for our children, our heirlooms, our self-respect. I’m hoping that we might bring it back. How hard could that be?

All it would mean is to hold our values up for people to see. I value my family, my friends, my time with the people I care about. Not everyone has family. Some people are alone.

I value my freedoms, my rights, and my responsibilities, even when they wear me down, because they build me up too. Not everyone can do as I do. Some people don’t get the chances I got.

I value the luck I have to write every day and to be who I am. Not everyone gets to be who they are. Some folks are asked not to see what they see, not to know what they know.

I have a voice and a heart. They can show what values are.

A voice with values is stronger than value-added . . .

A heart with values is more than a precious stone . . .

I’ll value my time and spend it with people I love

because I value them.

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On this Birthday, It's about the Gifts

July 3, 2007 by Liz

I've been thinking . . .

about the gifts.

On this July 3rd birthday, I’m thinking about the gifts, yeah, the gifts.

On school mornings, when I was my dad’s 6-year-old shadow, he would take me to breakfast at McGill’s diner, a tiny place by the railroad tracks. In that early morning hour, McGill, my dad, and I had a world no knew. The counter had four stools with red leather and silver that stood on each side of an opening ithat Mr. McGill walked through. A jukebox sat by the front window, it played old songs.

My dad and I always sat in last the booth, the fourth one by the big opening in the wall. One step down took me into an old-fashioned Toy Store to wander alone.

My dad and McGill would talk over breakfast. I’d take the quarter he gave me and play songs on that juke box “Red Roses for a Blue Lady,” “King of the Road,” and one more — maybe something by Nat King Cole. While the music played, I’d go into the toy store and contemplate one toy at a time. They seemed to belong together for me to visit every day before my dad took me to school.

Ah the gifts . . . the gifts I’m thinking about came from the feeling in Mr. McGill’s diner not his toy shop.

From my parents, I got my life and my learning. I can tell a story. I hardly worried about roadblocks put up to thwart me. He so loved people. She so understood and cared for them. They showed me where strength came from and they let me discover beauty.

From my brothers, I got protection and a sense of who I might be. One taught me how to communicate. The other taught me to play.

From my cousins, I got a sense of a big family. I got perspective and a wealth of popcorn-filled, backyard tales.

From the boy across the street, . . . going exploring in Kindergarent and our first kiss at 13.

A lifelong frienship started at 16.

Too many gifts to mention. I’m a lucky girl.

One cool, incredible gift is you — every morning, afternoon, and evening in my computer. It’s your thoughts. It’s the way you make me rethink my own. It’s the discoveries. It’s the laughter. It’s the way you make me better.

On this birthday, it’s about the gifts. Thank you.

Thanks for coming with on a visit to McGill’s Diner by the railroad tracks. I still remember all of the words to “Red Roses for a Blue Lady” and “King of the Road.”

I’ll always remember you.

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Filed Under: Motivation, Successful Blog Tagged With: bc, Ive-been-thinking, July3, Liz-Strauss.-birthday

Business and Life: The Rules of the Road

July 2, 2007 by Liz

Road to Anywhere
I've been thinking . . .

about the rules of the road that make life flow more easily.

I’m not much for rules.

My husband says “Please don’t tell her ‘Don’t touch.’ She’s just like our son — if you do, then she’ll have to.”

But some rules make sense, like those that keep folks safe as we move in traffic. The rules of the road I’ve learned are simple to share, but often hard to remember. I’m thinking I should write some down now. . . . before I forget them again.

Before I set off, it’s good to know my destination or at least what direction I have chosen. I know I’ll constantly be making corrections, be stopping at times to make sure the plan is still a good one.

I need fuel to keep going. . . .

I need to know whether I’m good at mapping the trip, navigating, or making the journey happen. Hardly anyone is good at all of that. That’s why I need a few hearty traveling companions. The joy of sharing the experience, the people we meet, and the stories we make is the return on the investment..

It doesn’t slow me down when I stop to let someone go first. More often than not something good comes of it. I don’t get where I’m going any later.

When I drive extreme, I can’t pay attention to the details on the way there.

When I think I own the road, people act as if they agree, but they don’t. And they don’t see what I want them to see. They see me acting as if I’m important. In other words,

. . . when I think it’s about me, it’s not . . . It’s about them — what they need. Then I think it’s about them causing a problem, it’s not. . . . It’s about me –thinking I’m something special.

I don’t need a car to know the rules of the road — or the value in them. Even crossing the street, I know it’s best to look both ways first and to hold someone’s hand if I can. It makes the trip easier and adds to it.

And the road itself can take me anywhere I want to go.

What do you know about the rules of the road that you’re on? . . .

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Filed Under: Motivation, Successful Blog Tagged With: bc, Ive-been-thinking, lifes-rules-of-the-road, personal-development, personal-identity, self-actualization

Everybody Things, Me Things, and Assumptions

July 1, 2007 by Liz

I've been thinking . . .

about everybody things.

Everybody has them — “everybody” things and “me” things. I have them, always have. They show up in spades. My “me” things — idiosyncrasies and tiny rules about what I do — in some ways define me. One can appear so strikingly that some folks make an assumption. When Liz says anything about anything she’s talking about something that applies only to her. It happens. Really.

Everybody makes assumptions about how other people think and what it means.

Funny, when folks make assumptions that I only see “me” things, it happens most often about something I know deeply. It might be how children learn to read or how people process. I know when I see a certain look, hear a certain sound of agreement — a tone that says I’m humoring you. Folks who do that can’t see me, or they would know that I hear them.

Everybody misinterprets and misunderstands. Everybody gets misinterpretted and misunderstood too.

Everybody knows when we have done our best. We know also when we’re trying to make something work because we don’t want to do it over.

Everybody just knows some things. Who knows how we know some of them? Some things we just know. We know completely, deeply them because they came in our original packaging or we’ve lived them so long they have become a part of us. The final proof sits in our hearts, our heads, and our fingers.

Whether we trust that knowing seems to be a “me” thing.

Everybody has “me” things.

I have a “me” thing that says I only buy 3-5 books at a time unless it’s a book emergency. This “me” comes from knowing how long a book will last me and how I feel about the checkout process. I won’t go through the trouble for just 1 book, but with 6 books it’s likely 2 won’t get read because my interest could change before I get to them.

Everybody has “me” things they think are everybody things.

It probably starts when we are kids. If our family eats dinner at 6pm, we think That’s the way that all families do it. As we glimplse into other lives we realize such assumptions are more like sand than concrete.

Everybody makes assumptions . . . It’s a problem. We assume.

Assumptions often turn a “me” thing into an everybody thing. When someone does our “me” thing his or her way, we figure that person is different, difficult, resistant, not so smart, unyielding, stuck, or possibily, trying to push our buttons.

Everybody seems to make occasional faulty assumptions about some “me” thing. That causes miscommunication. Then everygody has feelings. Those feelings rush to protect “me” things. The feelings are “me” things. Contrary to belief not everybody hurts over stuff like that.

If only we could know our “me” things, everybody would be better at the everybody things we do.

Of course, not everybody cares what I think. Caring is always a “me” thing — we decide that for ourselves.

What’s an everybody thing to you?

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Filed Under: Motivation, Successful Blog Tagged With: bc, everybody-things.-me-things, Ive-been-thinking

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