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Amber Sorenson January 30, 2001 07:52 AM

Happy Birthday to Julie!
 
Actually yesterday was Julie's birthday but for someone so special, I thought we could extend her celebration by another 24 hours. :)

Julie has added so much value to this board and to many of our individual lives. I thought maybe some of you would want to take this opportunity to email or otherwise publicly express your birthday wishes to this very special lady.

Julie has touched my own life in such a positive way. I am so grateful to her for that.

I hope that this is a birthday that she will fondly remember and wanted to invite all of you to help make it special for her.

Happy, happy birthday to Julie Jordan Scott!

~Amber

John David Bradshaw January 30, 2001 09:23 AM

Re: Happy Birthday to Julie!
 
> Julie has added so much value to this board
> and to many of our individual lives. I
> thought maybe some of you would want to take
> this opportunity to email or otherwise
> publicly express your birthday wishes to
> this very special lady.

> Julie has touched my own life in such a
> positive way. I am so grateful to her for
> that.

AMEN!

Julie, here are the words to a special rendition of "Happy Birthday" that I wrote years ago (after someone copyrighted the original and no one could sing it in public any more without paying royalties...) I hope you like it.

Happy Birthday, Praise the Lord that you're still here.

Happy Birthday, Welcome to another year!

Happy Birthday, Hallelujah! Praise His name!

Happy Birthday, we're glad your birthday came.

Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday,

Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday, Hallelujah! Praise His name!

Happy Birthday, So glad your birthday came!

Be blessed, dear sister,

JDB

Dien Rice January 30, 2001 10:04 AM

Re: Happy Birthday to Julie!
 
Julie has touched my life so much too....

She has helped me when I've needed someone to talk to, and I am so incredibly grateful to her for being the wonderful person she is.... :)

I see Julie as being like the Jimmy Stewart character in "It's a Wonderful Life".... So many of our lives would have been much less fulfilled without her! Without her, the world would be a colder place.... But Julie turns a blizzard into a new spring day!

She has touched my life probably much more than she's realized....

Thanks Amber, for posting such a wonderful message!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JULIE!

May life bring you the most wonderful and happiest times.... :) May God's love bring you the most wonderful joys possible.... :)

- Dien


Julie's Passionate Web Site!

Julie Jordan Scott January 30, 2001 01:00 PM

Hey, There's No Crying in Baseball!
 
Does anyone recognize that line? I am a movie buff, and LOVE Jimmy Stewart. I think I told Dien that I can out quote almost anyone head to head in "Its a Wonderful Life" quotes....

The line I quoted here though is from Tom Hanks' character in "A League of Their Own" pre-multiple Oscar days.

You all brought tears to my eyes this morning! THANK YOU! so very much!

Yesterday I received a magnificent gift, and from that gift an article flowed forth....it was one of those times when it was really late at night and I had no idea what time it was. The story simply needed to be told. And I was thankful that two key players allowed me to use their real names and point people to their websites.

May I give back to all of you through this very abundant article, "The Empty Envelope"The Empty Envelope
(c) 2001
Julie Jordan Scott

As I sifted through my mail, I saw the envelope. It was one of those
padded envelopes that usually hold books or audiotapes. I knew it
would probably arrive that day, because in my Prospering Women's
group our coach, Christen, mentioned she had sent them winging on
their way to each of us.

One of the women in the group laughed, saying hers had arrived
empty. Another woman remarked hers had been beautifully filled.
My initial reaction was, "Well, I certainly hope MINE is not empty!"

I slowly took the the envelope into my hands. I bent it. There was
nothing blocking it from being bent in half. I opened it and looked
inside. Empty. Somehow between the time it left Christen's hand
until it arrived in my mailbox, the top had been slit and the contents
had slipped out during the journey.

Somehow as I touched the lettering of my address on the outside of
the envelope, my mindset shifted. I realized that it was absolutely
perfect that the envelope's contents were not what Christen meant
to send me. Instead the contents of the envelope were really so much
more.

In the emptiness, there was abundance. I remembered all the conversations
we had shared during the four months our group was together. I paused
to reflect on the growth of each woman. I spent time with my journal,
where I had penned written descriptions from our final session together.
I laughed in delight, recalling how the very special women from this group
had gifted me with their kindness, their love, their constructive
support, their continued friendship and the light of the new
beginnings that were ahead for each of us.

If the envelope had contained what was originally inside, I would not
have received this message so fully, that the empty envelope was
more than enough. That the caring intention of Christen was enough.
That each of us, with our shortcomings and weird ideosyncracies
and pet peeves and obstacles: we are enough.

On February 9, 1990 I gave birth to my first child. My longed for,
planned for, dreamed of and prayed for little girl burst forth into
this world. The challenge that she presented, however, was that
she when she was born, she no longer had life. She had died before
she was born. My little Marlena was the personification of an empty
envelope.

As those first shell shocked months passed, I went to hell and back
on a regular basis. I was a failure as a woman, I was a failure as a
mother. I had the mistaken belief that if you opened the dictionary,
next to the word "Inept" one would find my portrait.

Yet as months turned into years and the years slid by and Marlena's
younger sisters were born, something very spectacular was happening.
I began to see the multitude of gifts that came from her little life.
The everlasting changes in perspective that had come especially
because she was born and she died. While her physicalness was not
touching my life each day, her legacy most definitely was within me
and around me everyday. Her little life was significant. She was
more than enough, many times over.

Yesterday was my birthday. As I continue to get older, somehow
the celebrations become less hearty. I quietly ushered in the day
without much fanfare. Slowly I felt myself sinking into a decidedly
uncelebratory funk.

A knock on the door awakened me. A man with a large box waited
for me, and handed me a clipboard to sign. A gift! I smiled, in
delighted recognition. My dear friend had sent me gift!

Carefully I freed the box within the box from its highly buffered
wrapping. It had repeated warnings to take extra care: fragile
contents! With extreme tenderness, I lifted the gold ribboned package
with the feather tucked within the bow.

Peeling away the protective packaging, I unearthed an extraordinairy
work of art. My friend, Amber, is an Egg Shell artist. She had
sent me the gift of her artistry. A Sculture unlike any I had ever
seen before. She had taken a Goose Egg and created an awe-inspiring
object, carefully and tenderly crafted. It required hours and hours
of work.

The eggshell was empty. And yet, it was not. The shell was bursting
forth with love and caring and prosperous beauty beyond anything
I had ever imagined.

Like the empty envelope from Christen. Like my dear little Marlena's
life.

In what part of your life are you feeling hollow? Void of purpose or
meaning? Absent of light? Is there a message or lesson for you to be
learning? A shift wanting to happen? An expansive awakening wanting
to be birthed within you?

Michelangelo said "What spirit is so empty and blind, that it cannot
recognize the fact that the foot is more noble than the shoe, and skin
more beautiful that the garment with which it is clothed?"

What ever it is about you or your circumstance is feeling "not enough",
I encourage you to look deeper. Somewhere within that emptiness is a
glorious surprise. An abundant work of art, waiting to be recognized
and used. The part of you which is buried within that is so much more
than what is covering it. The subtle, quiet, message inside.

You are ready to burst forth, full of love, caring and artistry that is
more beautiful than you could ever imagine.

Awaken to your abundance.

***
Meet the amazing women who inspired this article. Amber's website with
pictures of her amazing artistry can be found at
http://www.daydreambelievers.com

Christen, who is a living, breathing role model of Abundant Prosperity,
can be found at http://www.benchmarkcoaching.com

Happiest Birthdays to ALL of us, ALL year long!

With Much Love,

Julie Jordan Scott




Dare to Discover Your Passion, Decide to Live Your Destiny!

Dien Rice January 30, 2001 06:33 PM

From a raving fan.... :)
 
Julie,

I loved your article! So full of deep meaning.... :)

Your articles, your poetry, hmm.... I'm turning into a big Julie Jordan Scott fan! :)

I've seen one of Amber's carved eggs, when I visited Gordon last year.... Gordon lovingly showed it to me. It looked so fragile, and yet so stunningly beautiful.... I've never seen anything else like it, so fragile and yet so powerful in its beauty.... And every single one is unique. It was a priceless gift.... :)

Thank you Julie, you're a gift to the world.... :)

- Dien


See a picture of one of Amber's beautiful carved eggs here....


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