Feeling pretty thankful

Mr. Sunshine by author Jeannette Marshall.  October 2017.



by Jeannette Marshall

@optioneerJM


I really cannot recall whether I've ever blogged on Thanksgiving before, then I realize I haven't!!  For that:  I truly am sorry!!

My blogs where I write straight from the heart or emptying knowledge in my head, seem to be the more popular.

I started to write this on Friday, and didn't get very far, obviously.  Now, just on the phone with my mother, I realized I have to try to capture those memories.

I remember with my father, up to three years, leading up to his death.  Whenever we got on the phone together, he would get wrapped up doing some wandering back into memory row.  I remember being fascinated by these versions of famous family lore.  Maybe it was sketchy for me to recall, because I was in my youth.

Now, I want to catch some of these words of wisdom that is being shared from the heart.  A mother's love flows in mysterious ways.  Sometimes it seems that the substance is repetitive, then one moment you realize, like catching a falling star, take that wisdom and try to capture.

My mom was telling me plays bridge, crib at her seniors' condos.  I couldn't capture everything she said.  She told me that she competes and how great the tournaments, which are $25, but includes a breakfast, nice luncheon, then you can win some money.  (Depends, if a slam $10 each you can win back).  Which is a good deal for the entertainment, the food, the competition with the potential wins.   

She was telling me how she doesn't have Alzeimer's to her girlfriends from the complex, because she remembered how you can put the TV on to music.  She said she goes to the Classic Country Music.  She could make the names with the music.  Remembering, she grew up with classic country music.  So she remembered being able to name songs with artists and dates.  So she was saying that joking about Alzeimers is a kindred joke among the ladies in the complex.

3 ways your brain goes:

1) old age (forgetfulness)
2) short term memory loss that happens to many of us, more as we get older
3) Alzeimers - once it is gone, it doesn't come back, unless you've talked about it

She said this Priest talked about that you may fall into one of those compartments:  1) 2) or 3) .. but you couldn't remember which compartment it was filed under.

I recalled Mom and Dad having conversations with Donna & Mac, from lots of memories, I remembered:  " Trying to fall asleep, but the committee upstairs decides to call a meeting. "

That is my thing.  I've been having a lot of meetings with the committee upstairs, which has inhibited my sleep.

Perhaps it is because I am being diagnosed with anxiety, developed from being bullied.  That is an example of one symptom.  Part of the debate, is whether anxiety is a mental disorder, it appears.

When my mom was born, she was left with only one piece of this left part of her brain, causing her with silent vowels, spelling words.  It doesn't stop her from doing other things.

The brain is quite the function.  When I was going to write something.  When she saw someone who was at a good writer I would.  That person so adored and flourished under that praise, which made me very embraced being blessed under praise.

But if there was an area that she saw needed improvement, she doesn't hesitate to give her opinion, which seemed harsh.  Before she wouldn't directly.  She has decided that today, she is going to give honest feedback, without sugar-coating it.  People are more educated.  They are more smart in one area, i.e. violin or singer, other's had certain niches the were excellent, but not good in a bunch of other things.  Her father's mom constantly bragged about my father's eldest brother.  It was "Bob, this and Bob that".  My mother similarly had this similar battle with her mother, because she constantly said:  "Bertha this and Bertha that".  My mom started to try to excel at cooking.   When we returned from Germany after five years, how she had to rebond and build a new relationship with her mother as her mother was aging.  Making her aware of mistakes, and saying she was sorry.

Sometimes parents do the best they can.  My mom sewed all of our clothes and we were dressed to the nines from her sewing.  She told me she had to wear sacks of flour as underwear.  She said in those days, you didn't waste anything.  In those days you used everything.  She said her mother would buy flour sacks because the material was finer and made better underwear.  She was reflecting how she learned not to be a waster as she's grown with age.  People didn't waste anything in those days.  She was ten years when the Second World War II was ending.  She said they had learned to go without because "that's the way it was" back then.  She said that is why it was so important that we would always be dressed in nice clothes.  She said she had everything pressed.  We had play clothes, we had school and we had Sunday church clothes.  We hung up our school every day.  The only pair of shoes we had were runners and a pair of Sunday shoes.  No wonder I'm shoe aholic now.



 

 

I. Would you know who your tribe is online?

Artist:  Lars Tunebo SOURCE


written by 
Jeannette Marshall
@optioneerJM


I know I've touched on the advantages of knowing who your tribe is online.

That is probably when I started paying closer attention to the numbers.

Last week I shared who the typical follower of mine is based on the intelligence and data information capture it gives me for free so that I keep looking at it, and perhaps subconsciously have a pretty good grasp of who they are.  I've written with oodles of gratitude posts, thanking those for their educating me, supporting me and joined in the spirit of discovery together.  Intent on being uplifting, sharing advice, stopping bad things from happening, talk a lot when there are bad things happening.


After all the hoopla over the Las Vegas shooting this past week, and rightly so, there should be a lot of outrage, empathy, and plain humble prayers for anyone who was impact to speak up against it.

So I watch the news and in between tasks read a bunch of numbers.    Something set me off to blog about demographics and how many generations are distinguished by the world in which they were growing up in, the environment surrounding them, both threats and celebrations.   To evolve into YUPPYdom on Word Press - what an engaged group!  People who like blogging, like reading other's blogs and then have discussions based on something that grasps either party.  Very cool and productive.  Often hanging close in more and more platforms.  

It is really magical REALLY

By observing the analytics that I am getting from my active participation on Linked In, Twitter, Facebook, Blogging, Pinterest, Google Plus, InstaGRAM, Quora, I am getting a much better sense of who my online tribe is.

I have a number of folders on Desktop that I keep things organized, one being BLOG, others may be QUOTES, I have a FAMILY one and you get my meaning.  It shouldn't be surprising that I have my OUTLOOK organized and color coded with appointment types identified with colors.  Then I have rules running to nicely place emails in the number of file folders on there.

I am organized in some ways.

The only downside is seeing blogs that go into DRAFT mode, and I know I looking for the right push to right about it.  I've discovered that I'm pretty stubborn about it.  

I treat this optioneerJM blog 
as the business side of my brain.  Talking about sales, business operations, leadership and sprinkle in things that I've discovered on social medias.

The best interest to be talking about is MENTAL HEALTH.  That is my personal opinion and there is more evidence of it becoming a louder conversation.  The beat of the drum of causes is pretty loud on social media.

I'm mulling over in my mind, how I am going to use these numbers to tell a story about who I am and the tribe that I hang out with online.  It isn't that hard for some of it when you see someone you mutually share with someone a post or Tweet that you're both in.  I can attest strongly that you mindset and vibe is really going to attract your tribe online.  It can become a powerful tool and a marketing machine on steroids.

Since the beginning of the web and further along as social media emerged - you were no longer just clicking and moving your mouse around alone.  You were scanning something from someone you connect with and go read that.  

There has to be discipline for the amount of time you are going to spend online.  It has to be delegated to times that you would instead be flipping channels, or like in my case, the Hunkster Hubster has fallen asleep on the couch, sated from watching a classic 1963 Plymouth something restored.  To be sure, he has his tinker toy in the garage:  1964 Ford Ranchero.  No, we do not have extra money.  It is more like a car flip:  investing in a car, going the distance, letting someone else take it over to go further, and money exchanges hands.  It happened once.



Now after that very long meandering intro, I will show you where many of my creative, techie, smart, savvy, inspiring, funny, educational, hobby, interests are all nicely laid out in a bow:  on Pinterest.  I don't think I had numbers even 7 years ago, and the analytics are slowly coming out now.

I did write about data too.  There is a race on for information.  It is at an "almost at all cost" dire situation that is floating out there and worrying some companies:  everyone wants to gather and accumulate the most data.  There is a corporate technology cloud competition on fiercely aggressive.  Well, those that want to win the data race.  So they can sell a service to host that data, which is information.

Imagine having 48 hours notice that your mother-in-law is coming to visit you for 2 weeks to help you around the house (insert father-in-law for handyman chores, this is not a gender example) -- you panic.  You kick dust under the bed, and shine everything up in the shortest quickest way, squeeze everything into bulging closets and drawers ... the inevitable drunk drawer in every room.

So a person who likes numbers, adores them, I am seeing some fruits of sharing the numbers:  I am letting people get to know me.  The numbers from the sites show you hangs out with you virtually (clicks on something or tweets at you, like an image, write a comment, reshare ... you know what we do, I know!) 

ARTIST:  Wlad Safronow SOURCE

A lot of discussion goes on around the web, producing new best lists of new opinions on the same things and then some things that are really the best based on what they do, how they communicate, whether people want to be connected with you.  Some are the tricksters who add you then delete you afterwards.

I read every bio for every invite that I get online.  I am not dissuaded if they have a small following, I will scan their first few tweets:  what do they have PINNED to their Twitter profile (you MUST do this to show you know a little bit about what you are doing on there).

People like to follow winners.  Has that changed at all really from centuries ago?  I don't think so.  What has changed is the large reaches in the globe, to the noblest craft, gift, creation, music, writing, humor, takes on life ... that can be scooped up and scoped out.

Like my organizational calendar style, being color coded.  A bad habit that drives my husband a bit wild, is surf in the evening, click on 4 articles at most, to be hosted in my web browser.  I put my computer quietly to sleep and tuck it in, turn off the connection and put it to sleep.  So when I wake up, with my coffee, before I leave for work or appointments, I have read those 4 stories.  They can be from different platforms.

Usually I wander around Linked In as I seemingly gravitate towards business oriented stories.  I tend to be more about wandering around photography, quotes, creative elements in the evenings.  Sometimes I let it hang out with a blog.

There are so many more things that I want to try to do or experiment on.  One place that I know it is kept off site is on all places:  Pinterest.  Granted, I can skim around then and rePIN great stuff that catches my eye.  But it is my greatest offline folder organization system.  

Admittedly, when I first went on PINTEREST, I wanted to show off things that I liked, my taste in whatever.  If you look at the numbers that are shown statistically for Pinterest, this is what I found, effective this 5th day of October 2017:

This is what I asked GOOGLE:
What are the highest rated social media platform as of October 5 2017 users and data available?

Top Social
 Media Demographics
SOURCE



Be true to yourself



To pave the way 
whether it be sales or social media, the most credible authenticity finds warmth in an environment of nurture, nature and self-reflection.



Speak from the heart
is what I was often told, or reinforced continuously and consistently for the 10 years I was a devotee of Toastmasters' International.  The organization founded by the original Dale Carnegie, the master storyteller and wisdom dispenser.  



Whenever planned properly
wrote appropriately and prepared diligently, I could do a speech worthy of any TED TALKS program.  

I practiced and applied
what I was learning while pushing myself beyond my comfort zone.  Yes, I got cold feet more than a few times at a competition, unless I was the Area Governor, tasked with chairing and hosting the event surrounded by gifted orators.



I watched some take a leap
into the land of circuit speaking::... more commonly a target by the online influence set ::... as a keynote spokesperson at a global event.

A goal earned on my own steam
where I don't capitalize on anyone to build my reputation [ aka Guy Kawasaki for working "for" Steve Jobs ~ NOTE:  "with" was backspaced and deleted.



Developing a cynicism
that comes with age.  The right that you earn to be convincing, worthy of another's attention.   Of the high-end business traveler sect.  Which is a essentially a potpourri of information, credible education, and knowledge expounding in abundance.

Credibility is your's to grasp and gain
because if you are true to yourself, your likewise magnet to attract the like minded, developing your own tribe, of whom you warmly and safely belong.

Nobody likes impostors
from any historical reference in mind.  Held in contempt with the most devious and devil, shown as a weakness.



Where humility and humanity reign
in harmony with creating a universe of security, safety, love and peace.  When you are true to yourself, you can float into the essence of what makes you breath.


I really love this image:  
[ on a quest to discover the artist ] ::....