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“The heart of a father is the masterpiece of nature” Antoine François Prévost

Motivation 2020: On Father's Day

Motivation 2020: On Father’s Day

I’m a father; that’s what matters most. Nothing matters more. Gordon Brown
I would have five more girls if I could. I’m a girl dad,” Kobe Bryant
I love being a dad. Fatherhood is the best thing that could happen to me, and I’m just glad I can share my voice. Dwyane Wade
I believe that what we become depends on what our fathers teach us at odd moments when they aren’t trying to teach us. We are formed by little scraps of wisdom. Umberto Eco
One of the greatest gifts my father gave me – unintentionally – was witnessing the courage with which he bore adversity. We had a bit of a rollercoaster life with some really challenging financial periods. He was always unshaken, completely tranquil, the same ebullient, laughing, jovial man. Ben Okri

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY: In the USA, Father’s Day falls on June 21 in 2020. This year, with the global pandemic as a looming backdrop to everything we do, we will celebrate Father’s Day with gratitude and gusto. If there is anything that makes valuing our lives and relationships as precious and perhaps ephemeral, this season of great global change is one to remember. Even though my Dad is no longer alive, I have brothers, uncles, inlaws, and friends that I cherish and so that special day would be an opportunity to honor them and all they do. Throughout this post, I’ve shared poems that get to the heart of the matter of what being a father means to so many of us. Yet, I would be remiss if I ignore the fact that some relationships haven’t always been the greatest and that some children have sad and painful memories of their fathers. It is my wish and prayer that, if you belong to that group of kids who felt betrayed by your father, you will find peace, love, and comfort on the road to healing yourself. Don’t despair. The upside is that we can choose partners and/or become better examples of parenting for our loved ones. It is never too late to heal the wounds and betrayals of childhood. How are you planning to celebrate Father’s Day?
READ:- Motivation Mondays: For Our Fathers #fathersday 2019
Motivation Mondays: Father’s Day #mondaymotivation 2016
Happy Father’s Day: Love to all #DadsDay! 2016
Motivation Mondays: Father’s Day Matters 2017
Remembrance: Happy Father’s Day 2 2015
46 Best Father-Daughter Gifts That Dad Will Treasure

 

Only a Dad BY Edgar Albert Guest
Only a dad, with a tired face,
Coming home from the daily race,
Bringing little of gold or fame,
To show how well he has played the game,
But glad in his heart that his own rejoice
To see him come, and to hear his voice.

Only a dad, with a brood of four,
One of ten million men or more.
Plodding along in the daily strife,
Bearing the whips and the scorns of life,
With never a whimper of pain or hate,
For the sake of those who at home await.

Only a dad, neither rich nor proud,
Merely one of the surging crowd
Toiling, striving from day to day,
Facing whatever may come his way,
Silent, whenever the harsh condemn,
And bearing it all for the love of them.

Only a dad, but he gives his all
To smooth the way for his children small,
Doing, with courage stern and grim,
The deeds that his father did for him.
This is the line that for him I pen,
Only a dad, but the best of men. via poetryfoundation

 

The Gift BY Li-Young Lee
To pull the metal splinter from my palm
my father recited a story in a low voice.
I watched his lovely face and not the blade.
Before the story ended, he’d removed
the iron sliver I thought I’d die from.

I can’t remember the tale,
but hear his voice still, a well
of dark water, a prayer.
And I recall his hands,
two measures of tenderness
he laid against my face,
the flames of discipline
he raised above my head.

Had you entered that afternoon
you would have thought you saw a man
planting something in a boy’s palm,
a silver tear, a tiny flame.
Had you followed that boy
you would have arrived here,
where I bend over my wife’s right hand.

Look how I shave her thumbnail down
so carefully she feels no pain.
Watch as I lift the splinter out.
I was seven when my father
took my hand like this,
and I did not hold that shard
between my fingers and think,
Metal that will bury me,
christen it Little Assassin,
Ore Going Deep for My Heart.
And I did not lift up my wound and cry,
Death visited here!
I did what a child does
when he’s given something to keep.
I kissed my father. via poetryfoundation

 

Those Winter Sundays BY Robert Hayden
Sundays too my father got up early
and put his clothes on in the blue-black cold,
then with cracked hands that ached
from labor in the weekday weather made
banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him.

I’d wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking.
When the rooms were warm, he’d call,
and slowly I would rise and dress,
fearing the chronic angers of that house,

Speaking indifferently to him,
who had driven out the cold
and polished my good shoes as well.
What did I know, what did I know of love’s austere and lonely offices? via poetryfoundation

 

“My father used to say that it’s never too late to do anything you wanted to do. And he said, ‘You never know what you can accomplish until you try.'” Michael Jordan

Motivation 2020: On Father's Day

Motivation 2020: On Father’s Day

Motivation 2020: On Father's Day

Motivation 2020: On Father’s Day

I feel that the greatest gift that I can give my children is the freedom to be who they are. Will Smith
It’s the one thing I’ve always wanted to be. Never is a man more of a man than when he is the father of a newborn. Matthew McConaughey
He adopted a role called being a father so that his child would have something mythical and infinitely important: a protector. Tom Wolfe
I love being a dad; it’s one of the joys of life. In fact, you can take it all away from me tomorrow, but don’t take away my children. Idris Elba
You gotta be really deliberate with how you choose to spend your day because those are the moments you’re away from your child. Mahershala Ali

Power Of Fatherly Stories: Stories are a great way to document family history and share wisdom words. I grew up listening to great storytellers who were quite adept at weaving a tale in and out for days. We would gather around a small bonfire in the family Obi (meeting room), after dinner, and listen to our elders tell stories of ancestral battles, ancient feats, and invented stories that were pithy with lessons. My memory of those special days remains with me even as I write this post. Stories educate, fortify, and warn us of the perils that could be our lot if we do not step with care and consideration on this planet. Sometimes, I wonder if the art of the griots is lost on our youth … I hope not. Enjoy the story and poems below.

READ:- Inspiration: Happy Father’s Day… 2012
Remembrance: Happy Father’s Day 2014
Happy Father’s Day & International Yoga Day: 20 Things That Matter 2015
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A Story – Advice A Dad Would Give
Soyen Shaku, the first Zen teacher to come to America, said: “My heart burns like fire but my eyes are as cold as dead ashes.” He made the following rules which he practiced every day of his life.
In the morning before dressing, light incense and meditate.
Retire at a regular hour. Partake of food at regular intervals.
Eat with moderation and never to the point of satisfaction.
Receive a guest with the same attitude you have when alone.
When alone, maintain the same attitude you have in receiving guests.
Watch what you say, and whatever you say, practice it.
When an opportunity comes do not let it pass you by, yet always think twice before acting.
Do not regret the past. Look to the future.
Have the fearless attitude of a hero and the loving heart of a child.
Upon retiring, sleep as if you had entered your last sleep.
Upon awakening, leave your bed behind you instantly as if you had cast away a pair of old shoes.
Source: Zen Flesh, Zen Bones

 

Spree BY Maxine Kumin
My father paces the upstairs hall
a large confined animal
neither wild nor yet domesticated.
About him hangs the smell of righteous wrath.
My mother is meekly seated
at the escritoire. Rosy from my bath
age eight-nine-ten by now I understand
his right to roar, hers to defy
the bill from Wanamaker’s in his hand
the bill from Strawbridge’s held high
the bill from Bonwit Teller
and the all plum-colored Blum Store.

His anger smells like dinner parties
like trays of frothy daiquiris.
Against the pre-World-War-Two prime
standing ribs his carving knife
flashes a little drunkenly. He charms
all the other Bonwit-bedecked wives
but something overripe malingers.
I wear his wide cigar bands on my fingers.

Oh God it is so noisy!
Under my bed a secret stair
a gold and purple escalator
takes me nightly down under the sea.
Such dancings, such carryings on
with the prince of this-or-that
with the duke of ne’er-do-well
I the plain one, a size too large to tell
grow tremulous at stickpin and cravat
I in toe shoes and tutu suddenly
see shopping is an art form
a kind of costume ball.

Papá, would we so humbly come
to the scene in the upstairs hall
on the first of every month, except
you chose the mice for footmen, clapped
to call up the coach and four?
You sent to Paris for the ermine muff
that says I’m rich. To think twelve poor
little things had their heads chopped off
to keep my hands unseemly warm!
When you went fishing down the well
for fox furs, hats with peacock plumes
velvet evening capes, what else befell?
You paid the bills, Papá. You cast the spell. via poetryfoundation

 

To Her Father with Some Verses BY Anne Bradstreet
Most truly honoured, and as truly dear,
If worth in me or ought I do appear,
Who can of right better demand the same
Than may your worthy self from whom it came?
The principal might yield a greater sum,
Yet handled ill, amounts but to this crumb;
My stock’s so small I know not how to pay,
My bond remains in force unto this day;
Yet for part payment take this simple mite,
Where nothing’s to be had, kings loose their right.
Such is my debt I may not say forgive,
But as I can, I’ll pay it while I live;
Such is my bond, none can discharge but I,
Yet paying is not paid until I die. via poetryfoundation

 

 

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MAY
05/01 – 01 May Day, May is Mental Health Awareness Month
05/03 – 03 World Laughter Day/ Press Freedom Day, 05 Cinco De Mayo/ National Teacher Day/World Asthma Day, 06 National Nurses Day, 07 National Day of Prayer
05/10 – 10 Mother’s Day (US), 15 International Day of Families, 16 Armed Forces Day/International Day of Light
05/17 – 17 World Telecommunication and Information Day, 20 World Bee Day, 21 World Day for Cultural Diversity for Dialogue and Development, 23 Eid al Fitr Starts/Ramadan Ends/International Day to End Obstetric Fistula/World Turtle Day
05/24 – 24 National Brother Day, 25 Memorial Day, 28 Shavuot Starts, 29 International Day of UN Peacekeepers, 30 World MS Day/Shavuot ends, 31 World NO Tobacco Day

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JUNE

06/01 – 02 BLACKOUT DAY,
06/07
06/14
06/21 – 19 Juneteenth, 20 World Refugee Day, 21 International Yoga, 21 Father’s Day
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“Son, brother, father, lover, friend. There is room in the heart for all the affections, as there is room in heaven for all the stars.” Victor Hugo

Motivation 2020: On Father's Day

Motivation 2020: On Father’s Day

 

Motivation 2020: On Father's Day #FathersDay

Motivation 2020: On Father’s Day #FathersDay

We looked up to our father. He still is much greater than us. Wynton Marsalis
My father always used to say that when you die, if you’ve got five real friends, then you’ve had a great life. Lee Iacocca
Anyone can be a father, but it takes someone special to be a dad, and that’s why I call you dad because you are so special to me. You taught me the game and you taught me how to play it right. Wade Boggs
Mothers play an important role as the heart of the home, but this in no way lessens the equally important role fathers should play, as head of the home, in nurturing, training, and loving their children. Ezra Taft Benson
Lookin’ back all I can say about all the things he did for me, is I hope I’m at least half the dad that he didn’t have to be. Brad Paisley

Father’s Day Matters: On this and every Father’s Day, the love we have for our dads, granddads, brothers, husbands, and sons will be celebrated. My dad was the rock of our household and held a special place in my heart. Like other dads, he wanted the best for his kids and gave us his best. Each year, I offer an invocation in which I name the men in my family and other male figures. I offer it again this year as its message still rings true: I send Happy Father’s Day wishes to all who have shared sacred space and stories with their kin.
♥I pay homage to Ochiagha, my beloved late father whose blessings, love, and generous spirit continue to flow even in his absence.
♥I send warm heartfelt thanks to Rich, loving dad to A and A; an all-around good and loving soul.
♥I send loving shout-outs to Dike, Ikem, Nonso, Richard Ik, and Princewill, my brothers and loving fathers too.
♥I send kudos to Uncle Tony, Chuks, our global leaders, and all the strong, striving dads out there in the world.

READ:- Amidst the Deluge: Abundant Love for Father’s Day 2009
On Father’s Day: The Gift of Wisdom 2010
On Father’s Day: Memories of Love Lost & Found… 2011
Motivation Mondays: Honoring Father’s Day 2018

 

The Hospital Window BY James L. Dickey
I have just come down from my father.
Higher and higher he lies
Above me in a blue light Shed by a tinted window.
I drop through six white floors
And then step out onto pavement.
Still feeling my father ascend,
I start to cross the firm street,
My shoulder blades shining with all
The glass the huge building can raise.
Now I must turn round and face it,
And know his one pane from the others.
Each window possesses the sun
As though it burned there on a wick.
I wave, like a man catching fire.
All the deep-dyed windowpanes flash,
And, behind them, all the white rooms
They turn to the color of Heaven.
Ceremoniously, gravely, and weakly,
Dozens of pale hands are waving
Back, from inside their flames.
Yet one pure pane among these
Is the bright, erased blankness of nothing.
I know that my father is there,
In the shape of his death still living.
The traffic increases around me
Like a madness called down on my head.
The horns blast at me like shotguns,
And drivers lean out, driven crazy—But now my propped-up father
Lifts his arm out of stillness at last.
The light from the window strikes me
And I turn as blue as a soul,
As the moment when I was born.
I am not afraid for my father—Look!
He is grinning; he is not
Afraid for my life, either,
As the wild engines stand at my knees
Shredding their gears and roaring,
And I hold each car in its place
For miles, inciting its horn
To blow down the walls of the world
That the dying may float without fear
In the bold blue gaze of my father.
Slowly I move to the sidewalk
With my pin-tingling hand half dead
At the end of my bloodless arm.
I carry it off in amazement,
High, still higher, still waving,
My recognized face fully mortal,
Yet not; not at all, in the pale,
Drained, otherworldly, stricken,
Created hue of stained glass.
I have just come down from my father. via poetryfoundation

 

For a Father BY Elise Partridge
Remember after work you grabbed our skateboard,
crouched like a surfer, wingtips over the edge;
wheels clacketing down the pocked macadam,
you veered almost straight into the neighbor’s hedge?
We ran after you laughing, shouting, Wait!

Or that August night you swept us to the fair?
The tallest person boarding the Ferris wheel,
you rocked our car right when we hit the apex
above the winking midway, to make us squeal.
Next, we raced you to the games, shouting, Wait!

At your funeral, relatives, and neighbors,
shaking our hands, said, “So young to have died!”
But we’ve dreamt you’re just skating streets away,
striding the fairgrounds toward a wilder ride.
And we’re still straggling behind, shouting, Wait—! via poetryfoundation

 

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Until Next Time…
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