Today as I write this tribute to you on Father’s Day, one word comes to mind.
Desire is defined as a strong feeling of wanting to have something or wishing for something to happen.
I talk, teach, and write about desire. I write about desire, a lot. From a business viewpoint: “Your desired result.” “The desired outcome for your webinar.” For intimate relationships: “The 7 Rings of Desire® of The Love Bucket®.” “Drive Her Desire.”
Doubling Desire. It is really adding fuel to ignite and spark your inner drives. Desire is like a fire in your belly that spurs you on. The more desire, the more energy.
"Desired things" is Latin for Desiderata, plural of desideratum. Desires.
The reason DESIRE comes to my mind today is a fond memory. One of my special memories is when you presented me with a typed copy of the poem, Desiderata, on my 21st birthday.
I had not heard of this poem before you presented it to me. The words were wise and I can see why you chose them to share with me. From father to daughter the words of this poem have always carried much meaning.
Go placidly amidst the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labours and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its shams, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.
Source: Poem from My Father (original author Max Ehrmann)
Also on that special birthday, I received a gift of a beautiful "cocktail" watch with black kaleidoscope dial and red hands. The spinning dial looked like a flower. Time is gift that you and mom gave me. You invested in me and in your family and your family was a number one priority. As an adult, I am benefiting from your care and attention.
Time is the one thing I do not have with you now. Your memory is for a blessing. You gave me your precious time. Sharing time, giving attention and experiencing love are wonderful gifts. Thank you for making my life wonderful.
I do strive to be happy. Bobby McFerrin’s song, Don't Worry, Be Happy, always reminded me of Desiderata.
To Be Happy. It is a choice and I choose happy thoughts. Worrying is like praying for what you don’t want so I project positive, desired outcomes in my life. I choose to focus on the memories of happy things we experienced together. I choose to imagine a positive future. I desire happiness. Like the image below, and like the color associated with Ireland, I choose and desire green (my favourite color).
So, Dad, on this Father's Day, you have again brought me new found gratitude and love for you. It is your love that is the essence of my personal motto: The Real Currency is "Relationship Riches"
You invested in me. You invested in my well being, my education, and my life. You have taught me to invest wisely in the ways of the world and most importantly with people. You are are a REMARKABLE man, a MASTERMAN, still teaching and guiding me with your wisdom. I hope to inspire my children in the same ways.
Dad, your life was a success. Your family honors and respects you. Your friends admire you. You are a Masteman of Life!
Your sense of family values gives me a sense of stability. It is a blessing for all time. I love you, Dad.
Your Loving Daughter,
P.S. I’ve added a few of your favorite passages.
He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
By William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
From: Remembered Kisses: An Illustrated Anthology of Irish Love Poetry, 1996.
A gift I gave you just weeks before you left this earth.
The Lord is my Shepherd: I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul; He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will bear no evil for Thou art with me: Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies; Thou anointest my head with oil; My cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.