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As Recreation and Activity Professionals, we are constantly inspiring others to participate in activities to enhance their quality of life. Take a few moments to inspire yourself with these wonderful poems, stories and videos. You may also use these resoures with the residents and seniors to provide inspiration and promote spirituality.

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Cover Song - Hands
Cover Song - Why Walk When You Can Fly


Hospital Window

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.

Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene. One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Days and weeks passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone. Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."


Things That Make You Happy Jar
Carrot, Egg, or Cheese?



Author Unknown

Too many people put off something that brings them joy just because they haven't thought about it, don't have it on their schedule, didn't know it was coming or are too rigid to depart from their routine.

I got to thinking one day about all those people on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort to cut back. From then on, I've tried to be a little more flexible.

How many women out there will eat at home because their husband didn't suggest going out to dinner until after something had been thawed? Does the word "refrigeration" mean nothing to you? How often have your kids dropped in to talk and sat in silence while you watched 'Jeopardy' on television?

I cannot count the times I called my sister and said , "How about going to lunch in a half hour?" She would gas up and stammer, "I can't. I have clothes on the line. My hair is dirty. I wish I had known yesterday, I had a late breakfast, It looks like rain" And my personal favorite: "It's Monday." She died a few years ago. We never did have lunch together.

Because Americans cram so much into their lives, we tend to schedule our headaches.. We live on a sparse diet of promises we make to ourselves when 
all the conditions are perfect!

We'll go back and visit the grandparents when we get Steve toilet-trained. We'll entertain when we replace the living-room carpet. We'll go on a second honeymoon when we get two more kids out of college.

Life has a way of accelerating as we get older. The days get shorter, and the list of promises to ourselves gets longer. One morning, we awaken, and all we have to show for our lives is a litany of "I'm going to," "I plan on," and "Someday, when things are settled down a bit."

When anyone calls my 'seize the moment' friend, she is open to adventure and available for trips. She keeps an open mind on new ideas. Her enthusiasm for life is contagious. You talk with her for five minutes, and 
you're ready to trade your bad feet for a pair of Rollerblades and skip an 
elevator for a bungee cord.

My lips have not touched ice cream in 10 years. I love ice cream. It's just that I might as well apply it directly to my stomach with a spatula and eliminate the digestive process. The other day, I stopped the car and bought a triple-decker. If my car had hit an iceberg on the way home, I would have died happy.

Now...go on and have a nice day. Do something you WANT to...not something on your SHOULD DO list. If you were going to die soon and had only one phone call you could make, who would you call and what would you say? And why are you waiting?

Have you ever watched kids playing on a merry go round or listened to the rain lapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight or gazed at the sun into the fading night? Do you run through each day on the fly? When you ask "How are you?" Do you hear the reply?

When the day is done, do you lie in your bed with the next hundred chores running through your head? Ever told your child, "We'll do it tomorrow." And in your haste, not see his sorrow? Ever lost touch? Let a good friendship die? Just call to say "Hi"?

When you worry and hurry through your day, it is like an unopened gift....Thrown away.... Life is not a race. Take it slower . Hear the music before the song is over.

" Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance!"


Hello my name is Dionne Rice, and I have been an Activity Professional for over (10) years. When I first started as an Activity Assistant, at St. Paul's Towers of Oakland, Ca. the Program Director who was also my Supervisor, asked me to write a letter to the residents introducing myself to them in their monthly newsletter. This task was very exciting to me because I've always loved to write and journalism was one of my favorite subjects in school. In my introduction letter the one thing that always stands out in my memory was when I said, "my goal is to be an inspiration to you and brighten your days" and whenever I become discouraged I always go back to what I said in that letter and know that whenever I feel insignificant the reality and beauty of it is, "I'm really not!" It seems every job I've had the residents love me, and not because I run a successful activity program, but because I've always shown interest in them as people. As activity professionals we always have the experience of people saying things like, "I don't think that can be done," the most interesting thing about us, "Activity Professionals" is we are able to do what seems to be impossible for others!


Embarrassing Moments
The Attitude of Gratitude Jar


By: Debbie Bongiovanni-Sharp

Climb the ladder to success,
Your hard work will be worth your while,
And when you see what the outcome will bring,
You'll have a great big smile.

Make sure that you stay focused,
And you will reach the top,
Because when it's all said and done,
You didn't want to stop.





By: Debbie Bongiovanni

We all need to have hope,
That things will go our way,
But the one thing we must do,
Is pray each and every day.

If something in your life is wrong,
You can see it through,
Having hope will do that,
Then things may not seem so blue.

So never give up hope,
Because God will make things right,
You believed that would happen,
And it was truly an amazing sight.



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