My Grandmother’s Writings

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An open mind gives us as well as receives.  To be gracious demands the best of us whether mental or physical.

Peace of Mind :  An Essay by Constance Harris (1982)

Joy, happiness, health, peace of mind, the ability to sense the pleasures of life; these are the apparent ambitions of all of us.  We are in constant pursuit of the things that give comfort.  When we are saddened by circumstances that sometimes we ourselves cause, we seek to remedy the cause in order to relieve the pain of being sad.  When we are ill, physically, we try to correct that which causes the illness, either by our own effort or the aid of a professional.  We know when we are mentally at peace by the feeling that “all is well” with ourselves and the world – when we have no pains, physically or mentally.  We can go about our living from day to day with the energy needed to accomplish the goals we set for ourselves.  Which are what? – The pursuit of those things which give us pleasure, joy, happiness, health, peace of mind; things that will assure us of a near to constant state of being.

The health of the mind has finally gained recognition as the important source of all the well-being of the rest of the body.  Because of this publicity, we are being made aware of the common mental ills going on in all of us.  As a result, a sense of comradeship seems to be growing with all who are seeking the same goals of a “well and healthy” mind.  We are no longer frightened of the quirks of emotions when they happen to us.  The more we can talk about and discuss problems of emotions, the less overwhelming they become.  As we have always been told, the power of any thought is growing so long as it is kept closed within the silence of our minds and thinking.  Take as one example the simple excitement of anticipation before an upcoming event, one that we have looked forward to for a long time.  When I was young, I remember that I didn’t want to talk about a planned trip to the zoo… a rare treat for the family.  It was so special that it was kept within my thoughts for days – quietly to be relished and savored until the actual event.  My father was just the opposite.  He would talk about the plans, displaying pleasure by whistling, cutting up and teasing, until the event…when it finally came, had lost a good bit of its gloss and appeal.  Is this good or bad?  I have often wondered what caused me to feel this way, and was I wrong in fearing – perhaps, a let down from an over exaggeration of the anticipated pleasure?  As I have grown older, I have accepted this state of mental existence for myself, realizing what it does for me.

In reading publications, I have come across comments of some of the more successful authors, and one that comes up time and time again is the failure of writers to want to talk about what they are in the process of writing.  They take this stand not because they are withdrawn or afraid of discussing their writing, but because to discuss the creating of a piece of writing in progress will reduce the power of a “train of thinking”, will affect the organization of the plan of a plot.  Even to read other writings can do this, but not so detrimentally as actually releasing creative thoughts by speaking them, releasing them, so to speak, to the point of actually losing them completely.  Here is a lesson we can pay attention to with our own everyday thoughts and the effect they can have on our own well-being.

To hold in, mentally compresses the power of a thought; whether it be good or bad.  We can save the good for the good it will accomplish when released.  It is our choice as to when and for what reason that should be.  We can also hold the bad thoughts for too long, allowing them to grow until their power can result in making us physically ill.  The hoarding of the two extremes of thought, the joyful and happy, or the painful, hateful, and worried ones, isn’t healthy when indulged in to excess. As in all things, there is a “happy medium”, a balance to be maintained.  We should feel some of each in order to develop the senses of what to appreciate.  How would we recognize sadness if we had not experienced joy, or health if we have not gone through the pain of illness?  We must know the results of both in order to develop our own well-being and to help others in sharing and knowing the struggles they endure, to ease their mental anguish by revealing our own struggles…and solutions.

The exercises to maintain a healthy mind are so simple and childlike that they are so often overlooked.  To find peace and security we have to look within ourselves and establish it through thoughts we allow to occupy our thinking.  “As a man thinketh, so he is”.  To dream of what you want to accomplish is the very first step to any success.  Envision what you are aiming for and keep that vision before you.  Think about the good that you are striving for.  But, it works just as well for good as it does for evil.  Remember this.

And finally, there is love.  The omnipotent love of all creativity.  With love all things are possible.  With love there is the security we seek.  When one seeks love there is no room for hate.  Love yourself.  Be happy with what you are becoming through your efforts to grow.  Love what God reveals to you in the delights of other life around you.  Hear what He says to you when you feel His presence in the inspirational workings of your mind.  This is the good – the healing good – the thinking that guides into the perfect, until you experience the peace and health of mind and body.


 

 Gifts ~ a poem (1982)

These treasures
images untold
my heart conceals their worth
and holds,
in agonizing wonder
workings of my mind.
Virgin gems,
these gifts on loan,
not my own,
demand release from hoarding,
to seek another mind
on which to play.
Another measure
of a treasure,
again released returns to me.


 

From The Desk:  Constance Harris – 1983

Writers Guilds are made up of people interested in writing professionally, usually part time and so-called “Free Lance Writers,”…or those who write for fun, enjoyment in the written word, for self satisfaction…whether prose or poetry.  Truly A MIXED GROUP.  All, however, ARE INTERESTED IN WRITING.

In “Perfection of Performance” I wrote, “Anyone can perform any task he sets his mind to.  Whether it be music, painting, drawing, writing philosophy, any creative effort to portray or impart a message contains the element of STRIVING towards the perfect.”  We gain nothing by being perfect, but by trying to reach perfection.  The writer needs a reader…it takes two…you become a part of each other.  After writing you are never the same.  You are different!  Developing a story is magical…it comes {from} within.


 

Enjoyable Time Honored Bits and Pieces – among many! (1983)

♦ History proceeds as much by stumbles as by steps.

♦ A man must have a goal – a mountain to climb – a reason for challenged.

♦ Nit-Picking…was like viewing Leonardo da Vinci’s “Last Supper” and pointing out that the knives need polishing.

♦ The Game of Comparison:

  • present – future – past
  • cattle – beef – hoof

♦ Fortune Teller:  His love line went all the way up his arm.

♦ An Old Chinese Proverb:  A hatred born in a day takes a thousand years to die.

♦ Leo Buscaglia:  The opposite of love is not hate…it’s apathy.  It’s not giving a damn.

♦ Critic:  Am I not a part of the world?  Judging others am I not “the others?”


 

Imagination In Flight – Honorary Recognition awarded to my grandmother in 1983

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Harris Witer's Showcase 1983
Cape Girardeau Writers Guild Collection 1983