The Peace & Power of a Positive Perspective



According to one, simple definition of grace is:

A controlled, polite, and pleasant way of behaving

And under their full definition, is added:

A special favor 

I bet you have had a polite and pleasant person in your life that made a lasting impression; that your time together you would describe as a “special favor”.

Permit me to combine theses definitions in a modest effort to describe my appreciation for the opportunity to have worked alongside my friend Cameron for the past five years (to be exact, five years and four days).  Rarely in my professional career have I encountered someone with such a distinctive manner of grace.  Calm under pressure; positive in spite of uncertainty; pleasant within every circumstance; Cameron is a man any man would respect.

As I was contemplating my post, I found this post in the Masculine Spirit:

Always leave things a little better

Cameron did.

I’m not very good at saying “good bye”.  But I try to be very good at being appreciative of those that leave me a “little better”.   Actually, I’m not really saying “good bye” to Cameron – we remain friends if no longer colleagues at the same company.

I am very appreciative of Cameron’s friendship.  He even gave me a going away present.  (Though for his grace, it should have been the other way around, true?)  Knowing I am a collector of quotes and short stories, he offered me these two pieces of peace:

So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart.  Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours.  Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life.  Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people.  Prepare a noble death song for the day you go over the great divide.

Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place.  Show respect to all people and grovel to none.

When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living.  If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself.  Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.

When it comes time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way.  Sing your death song and die like a hero going home. 

Chief Tecumseh

A little heavy for a just a job change perhaps, but heartfelt nonetheless, yes?  And this second one:

We did not ask for this room or this music.  We were invited in.

Therefore, because the dark surrounds us, let us turn our faces to the light.

Let us endure hardship to be grateful for plenty.  We have been given pain to be astounded by joy.  We have been given life to deny death.

We did not ask for this room or this music.  But because we are here, let us dance. 

Stephen King

I didn’t ask for the sadness of Cameron’s departure; but since it occurred, I will celebrate our time together.   I have wished him well.  And from his grace, he left me a little better off.


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  1. Cameron Newell
    Apr 20, 2016

    Thanks Gary. I am glad we have become friends and I consider you a mentor in so many different ways. Hope you are well!

    • Gary
      Apr 29, 2016

      Thanks Cam – friendship confirmed! And yes, it’s not too late to return 🙂 Bon chance in your new adventure. Thx, GAP

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