Month: July 2017

Say NO.

~ thereluctantpoet

Top 10 tips for learning the Gentle Art of Saying No: – Learn the Gentle Art of saying No and how you can “Say No” too in order to keep from being stressed and overburdened!
This is a great read!

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Say-No

To stay Productive & minimize stress , you have to learn the gentle art of Saying NO.

There is nothing difficult to say No to anyone. Two questions may arise in your mind while doing this practice. First , it may hurt, feel bad , give negative approach.Second , if you hope to work with that person in the future, you  want to continue to have a good relationship with that person.

Here are the Top 10 tips for learning the Gentle Art of Saying No:

  1. Value your time. Know your commitments, and how valuable your precious time is. Then, when someone asks you to dedicate some of your time to a new commitment, you’ll know that you simply cannot do it. And tell them that: “I just can’t right now … my plate is overloaded as it is.”
  2. Know your priorities. Even if you do have some…

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Beneath the Magnolia Tree

~ thereluctantpoet

“Beneath The Magnolia Tree” is one of Alisa’s absolute classics! It is so elegant, graceful, simple and yet so emotionally powerful in presenting the woman under the Magnolia tree.

Alisa painted the most lovely and touching scene with such descriptive, creative and delicate words that flow so smoothly in a beautiful narrative of personal interaction that has the most wonderful ending – “She smiled, and I fell in Love Beneath the Magnolia tree”

And as usual Alisa came through with her signature flourish – a really great ending!

Please enjoy this exquisite and memorable poem. Check out Alisa’s site and share this with your friends.

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2016-03-31 19.28.43.jpgBeneath the Magnolia tree

She would sit on her perfectly weathered bench

Her eyes deeply off in to the distance buried a maze of thoughts

A canopy of cascading white

Protecting her as if it was her own personal heaven

The sun dripping through the branches

The sweet fragrance filling the holes winter had left in her heart

I watched from afar

Wondering if she ever welcomed anyone in

Would I be invited

Her dark brown eyes pulled away from her gaze and rested on me for a brief moment

Almost as though she had heard my silent curiosity

She smiled

And I fell in love

Beneath the Magnolia tree

~Alisa Hutton

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