As The Moments Pass

I was laying in my bed last night.Thoughts whirling. I made a note to myself to write today. I do faithfully keep my journal entries but I have not sit and actually blogged since April of this year.

So here goes.

I have come to realize that each and every one of us are going through something. We may not mention it so much but it is ever present. Sometimes persons we love and care for so much do not seem to realize the extent their pain rubs off on us.

We hurt with them, and wish we could make everything OK for them.

I also realize we are essentially on our own so too speak.

Any negative’s we release to the universe comes back in another form or fashion. It is better to let it out and than let it go. No need for re story telling or the constant guilt trip so many of us put ourselves through.

No one is pure light and fancy. We all possess a darkness.

I suppose wisdom comes from years of experiences, being in a place of helplessness at times. Yet again…

being a part of time and spaces where we are truly comprehending enlightenment, peace and tranquility.

In my present moments I am bewildered by persons in my past that seemingly come out of the woodwork. They want me back, they want what they so carelessly tossed aside.

I am not in their space. I care, but not the way they would like me too care.

After 20-25 years past seems rather redundant to say the least.

I have never been an overly materialistic  person. I do find the ways to acquire what I need. My animals are all well cared for. I help others when I can and I sleep well at night.

I try to listen and observe more.

I make an effort not to make promises I can not keep.

Some one said something to me the other day. It meant a lot too me.

I really enjoy reading your writing. It reminds me of another time, a different season.

So perfect is her prose, so meaningful her content.

Reading her words is a reflection of my thoughts at many given times.

She pens wisdom and feeling, indeed.

my response:

Such a beautiful thing to be able to express one’s self in writing and prose. I do so appreciate that you appreciate 🙂

I am going to bed with these sweet words on my mind as I lay sleeping into my dreams.

Random thoughts last night before sleeping:

When I was growing up country style. We had wells. Some actually had steps and you could step down into the dark, mossy dampness. Creeper crawlies were in full swing. Huge spiders and other slithering things. I always felt so intrigued.

The way I felt so whole, no fear when I went down those steps into the darkness.

 

OH and My Dreams:

Whoa, stop with these crazy ass dreams.
First I was being attacked by invisible entities, I woke with shallow breathing. Scared.

Second walking with unknown man in unknown territory.

Third  scheduled to work the graveyard shift but no notification.
I was in the process of moving when I went to JOB and Billy said so you’re 66. I said no and she said Yep.
No show, no call and you are 66.
I explained that I was moving, things were scattered, trying to find shift uniform. Trying to find shoes that fit little boy I was babysitting for extra funds.
My car would not start, my moped battery was dead.

I am tired.
Maybe coffee will fix me.

Nine (Sleeping at Last) is here:

Here is the MIX

“Nine”

Who am I
To say what any of this means-
I have been sleepwalking
Since I was fourteen

Now as I write my song
I retrace my steps
Honestly, it’s easier
To let myself forget

Still, I check my vital signs
Choked up, I realize
I’ve been less than half myself
For more than half my life

Wake up
Fall in love again
Wage war on gravity
There’s so much
Worth fighting for
You’ll see

Another domino falls
Either way

It looks like empathy
To understand all sides
But I’m just trying to find myself
Through someone else’s eyes

So show me what to do
To restart this heart of mine
How do I forgive myself
For losing so much time?

Wake up
Roll up your sleeves
There’s a chain reaction
In your heart
Muscle memory
Remembering who you are

Stand up
Fall in love again and again and again
Wage war on gravity
There’s so much
Worth fighting for
You’ll see

Another domino falls
And another domino falls

A little at a time
I feel more alive
I let the scale tip and feel all of it
It’s uncomfortable but right

We were born to try
To see each other through
To know and love ourselves and others well
Is the most difficult and meaningful
Work we’ll ever do

In closing to all my faithful followers

Stay True to You in All Waysscorpion_frog_move

 

 

 

 

 

 

Meanderings~Take17

the “Snapdragon” part of my life…part of me has snapped…the rest is draggin

On to Take 17

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11:39 PM 1/29/2018

“Your icy voice put out the stars
it cracked my heart, and broke it in splinters
your tone as cold as Colorado winters
but I promise to soon forget
the contract we almost made…you’ll feel
the swift response of an equal
as the dream begins to fade
I’ll drown you in pseudo kindness
and a casual, friendly glance
I can almost imagine your blindness
as I watch and wait
for the chance
to suddenly – cruelly – make you know
how easy it was to let you go”

By Linda Goodman –
From Venus Trines at Midnight

7:04 AM 2/2/2018
the “Snapdragon” part of her life…part of me has snapped…the rest is draggin

6:33 PM 2/2/2018
“La vie est belle”, a French expression meaning “Life is beautiful”.

1:16 PM 2/4/2018
Natalie Wood case reopened (Death in dark Water)Born July 20, 1938 – Died November 29, 1981 (43 Years Old)
Did he kill her,put the down coat on her,dump her and release the dingy to set up a murderous ploy?

2:03 PM 2/4/2018
We each have a darkness and a light and many shades of gray that filter in. Illness of any kind really puts us to major tests and we warrior on the best we can.

2:35 AM 2/15/2018
http://appalachianmagazine.com/2017/11/23/the-history-of-appalachian-english-why-we-talk-differently/

I am so tared,and dern it I still have too wudder the flowers and wush my clothes

10:51 AM 2/16/2018
Clo·vis
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nounArchaeology
noun: Clovis

a Paleo-Indian culture of Central and North America, dated to about 11,500–11,000 years ago and earlier. The culture is distinguished by heavy, leaf-shaped stone spearheads.

Watched a good show on the First real Americans on National Geographic. They were known as the Clavis and came into the America’s too a new land via Siberia. The Native Americans who were first thought to be the First are descendants from them. They have discovered a cave in the Yucatan that holds so many treasures in the deepest and darkness depths. Ice age mammal bones and a human said to be at least 13,000 years old.

http://thegoodnessoflife.com/

I thought about how things change seemingly so suddenly.

More than likely an outcome already set in motion.

Like Old Home being razed too make way for new development. When people we love withdraw from us, the school shootings that yet again took innocent lives.

Illness that we have no real control over. At the mercy of Doctors and medical teams that are often time as clueless as we are.

I made a OLD HOME video.

I had hominy, an egg and cottage cheese with apple butter for early breakfast.

I made Fish Baja Tacos for my solo dinner last night.

I know I won’t be around to see it but I can easily envision a world made of skyscrapers where beautiful land once was, little space craft used as transport, gardens grown hydraulically in the sky. Perhaps 25-50 more years.

Of course there is that major possibility of an all out wipe out of what we know as Earth, our home.

So much going on in today’s and futuristic technology that we are not privy to have knowledge of. Just little crumbs thrown our way here and there.

The weather here has been lovely and the Iguana’s are soaking up the sunbeams.

11:47 AM 2/16/2018
We have our memories.
I guess when you come down to it we can be thankful and blessed that we still remember.

10:26 AM 2/17/2018
Cynthia says~We don’t always need a KING in our lives, but we do need to remember we are always the Queen. Never treat yourself as a pawn in someone else’s game.

10:06 PM 2/17/2018

If you ‘assume’ something, the universe will provide those things or conditions.

10:08 PM 2/17/2018

Just a reminder to be gentle with yourself whatever feelings arise.

The feelings are hard enough to endure, so do not add to them by berating yourself.

Self-kindness will get you through.

2:05 AM 2/18/2018
Danced many nights away at Cross Key,the Gold Dust,and the Rabbit’s Foot.I was forbidden to go to Cross Keys but I had a escape plan from my bedroom window.Oh the stories,the MP’s from Fort Detrick,Maryland and all the good times.

7:18 AM 2/18/2018
Agrees it is best to forgive and forget then to live with regret so I’ll forgive you and forget you so I won”t have to regret falling for your bullshit again.

8:08 AM 2/18/2018
Synchronicity is a “happen chance” that occurs that is in perfect alignment with your thoughts or ideas. Often mistaken as coincidences, synchronicities are universal nods, confirming that you are on the right track. Synchronicities can also be road signs that help steer you on to the right track if you are feeling confused or lost in some way.

9:05 AM 2/18/2018
What is in Formula 303?
Formula 303 is an amazing homeopathic natural remedy for relaxing muscles and tension. This all natural muscle relaxer can be appreciated by anybody.Formula 303 can help to relieve muscle spasms and pain while having a calming and relaxing effect on your psyche.

7:30 AM 2/22/2018
The Broads

Click here for awesome photos of Broads in all their awesomeness.

http://www.sarah-bishop.com/girls/index.html

Someone asked me yesterday if I had ever been A BROAD.

I replied “I’ve been a BROAD my entire life.”

“So, what is a Broad?

A Broad is a gal who takes no crap from anyone.

A Broad is smart, loyal, honest, supportive, sassy, funny, and knows who she is.

A Broad can bring home the bacon and fry it up in the pan, regardless of whether or not a man is in her life.

A Broad doesn’t have time to be jealous of the women around her.

A Broad doesn’t have time to gossip nonstop, though a Broad is extremely capable of dishing some good dirt (the only difference is she’ll dish it to your face).

A Broad knows the true meaning of the word vent; she can lend an ear while her friends vent, and let out a good scream of her own with her fellow Broads.

Basically, a Broad is as real as any woman can get, and I’m proud to have known a few real Broads in my life.”

9:59 AM 2/25/2018

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11:07 AM 2/25/2018
Some other reasons to be grateful if you grew up speaking English:

1) The bandage was wound around the wound.

2) The farm was used to produce produce.

3) The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse.

4) We must polish the Polish furniture.

5) He could lead if he would get the lead out.

6) The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.

7) Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was time to

present the present.

8) At the Army base, a bass was painted on the head of a bass drum.

9) When shot at, the dove dove into the bushes.

10) I did not object to the object.

11) The insurance was invalid for the invalid.

12) There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row.

13) They were too close to the door to close it.

14) The buck does funny things when the does are present.

15) A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line.

16) To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.

17) The wind was too strong to wind the sail.

18) After a number of Novocain injections, my jaw got number.

19) Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.

20) I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.

21) How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?

22) I spent last evening evening out a pile of dirt.

8:55 AM 2/26/2018

“Young souls get angry at others.

Old souls get angry at themselves.

But really wise souls, Phoenix, have already turned the page.

Got forever and ever?
The Universe”

Play on Words:

I am a GREAT Grandmother,actually I am a grandmother that just happens to be GREAT

1:59 PM 2/27/2018
I am already going through withdrawal and have to wait till August 2018 for season 3 of Victoria.She and Albert had 9 children.Perhaps from these dates below one can suppose they even had premarital sex.They were married on 10 February 1840,there first daughter Vicky was born on the 21 November 1840.

9:47 AM 2/28/2018
It’s a mind boggling world we live in. Hence we have addicts, homeless and persons so tied up in Reality TV they don’t see the Beautiful Real World just outside the cage, a cage we have made for ourselves.

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Cynthia

Cause and Effect

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Photography by Cynthia

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October is over and November is upon us. I love this time of the year living in an environment where seasons never change. Not complaining in the least.

I know winter, the fall of leaves, the smoldering heat of summer.

I feel blessed to have my health and true blue friends I can trust and interact with.

Over the years I have found that our lives are directly related to how we live them.  When we do not except any responsibilities for our actions; that in turn have caused another’s reaction, we must deal with ANY consequences good and bad.

Many times our lives spiral and we end up questioning why we have such regular and consistent misfortune.

There is always going to be the scenario of he said, she said ,they said but shouldn’t we be conscious of our thoughts and deeds and how they effect others lives.

When a person feels they have been wronged and their belief systems encourage that if so and so had not did so and so; or said this or that everything would be peaches and crème.

Always looking through the pink tinted lens deceived of the reality we live in.

I always feel it is best to air out our grievances in a kind way. Not too say anything is also detrimental as it makes one feel like they are a doormat.

Things are the way they are. If we are positive than that is what shows up, if we are negative that too rears it’s ugly and unforgiving head.

Some persons are constantly putting the blame on the other. They iterate  too anyone they meet or know that will listen to their story of being mistreated.

Not accepting or taking the responsibility for actions that may in fact indirectly have instigated said issues.

As they say every action begets a reaction.

Making another person look bad in someone’s eyes to bolster your own insecurities will never bring a peaceful life too you.

I always loved this:

“Is It True? Is It Necessary? Is It Kind?

Oh! Stay, dear child, one moment stay,

Before a word you speak,

That can do harm in any way

To the poor, or to the weak;

And never say of any one

What you’d not have said of you,

Ere you ask yourself the question,

“Is the accusation true?”

And if ’tis true, for I suppose

You would not tell a lie;

Before the failings you expose

Of friend or enemy:

Yet even then be careful, very;

Pause and your words well weigh,

And ask is it necessary,

What you’re about to say.

And should it necessary be,

At least you deem it so,

Yet speak not unadvisedly

Of friend or even foe,

Till in your secret soul you seek

For some excuse to find;

And ere the thoughtless word you speak,

Ask yourself, “Is it kind?”

When you have asked these questions three—

True,—Necessary,—Kind,—

Asked them in all sincerity,

I think that you will find,

It is not hardship to obey

No ill of any man to say;

No, not a single word.

by Mary Ann Pietzker, published in 1872

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