Hello and good morning from here. How are you? Did you get sleep ? I don’t feel like I got much. After my post last night I tossed and turned til like 1 am or later. I finally got up and took a couple Benadryl and that got me a couple hours. So anyways….got some coffee and beautiful sunshine is streaming in. Laundry is going. It’s a new day!
I read the story I posted yesterday to one of my friends and he asked “What happens next?!” That made me smile. I told him it was meant to be that way. That’s what a short story is. There really are light and shadow beings. The technology of today is finally able to capture their images.
Today I’m thinking about revisiting a story I wrote way back in Sr High School like 1985 or 86……..yes I’m an old fart! The story was called How The Rose Came To Be. I don’t want to dig through my storage bins to find it so I’ll start from scratch. I will make it a separate post .
Tomorrow I have something to look forward to. One of the ladies I met through Meetup has invited me to coffee! I had put out an intention to God that even if I only met one person and made a friend that would be good. Prayers are being answered!
Hi. It’s 6:42 pm in my world and it’s already dark ! I wasn’t going to write to you again today but here I am. Thank you for being some company for me! I don’t know if it’s like this for you, but when I write it’s like visiting with a friend. It helps me feel less lonely.
“My only friend what have I left undone? What path have I left untread under a fading sun. Who have I wronged and left outcast..this life or those of my past. Oh Lord why do I feel incomplete? My head heart and hands disconnected from my feet. I pray you will leave me bread crumbs made of stars….lead me, guide me, make me whole again even with all these scars. Let your light shine in my darkness….my alone. Return my innermost to what I have known. Complete your work in me no stone left unturned. Let me be a beacon of all that you have learned. No more days of feeling abandoned and cast out. Show me Lord what this has all been about.”
Do you ever feel that feeling? What is this all for? Everything you have been through was it random or some elaborate strategy game for God(s) to play? Are we just playthings of chance? I want to believe there is a grand design to all of this. I don’t want to believe it’s just some abandoned divine chemistry experiment.
Hopefully something here resonates. I think all of us travelers get weary sometimes. Some days make perfect nonsense….WHY?!!!! There usually will be an answer but it seems like sometimes we are never going to truly know. May be it’s just too much more than we can handle. Like the Jack Nicholson quote from the movie A Few Good Men “You can’t handle the truth!!!! “
I will close for now. Thank you for your company ! I’d love to hear from you on what I’ve discussed here if you have the time .
Hello! How are you today? I didn’t want to get out of bed this morning. It’s real windy here. The clouds are playing with the leaves. It’s really quite magical to watch.
“When someone tells you to “find your niche,” they mean you should find the very specific activity or position that sets you apart and in which you can find success or fulfillment. … Much less commonly, niche can be used as a verb meaning to place something in this kind of niche.”
When I asked what I should write about this word came to mind. Lately I’ve been watching a lot of YouTube videos on how to make things . What I’ve noticed is when a particular video gets a lot of views there will be a bunch of other people who come behind trying to do the exact same thing. You see this in our economy too. It’s not enough that Crayola makes chalk and writing instruments. A bunch of other companies have to make them too and usually on the cheap.
“To each there is a message and a messenger.”
My niche has always been drawing and writing. Both over saturated worlds. I have been doing these things ever since I was like 4 of 5 years old when I would write short stories for my classmates. I used to spend hours drawing portraits and writing poems. Sadly in many ways I have regressed in my niche. I’m not as good as I should be by this stage of my life. I think it’s because I have never done what I do for a living. Nothing or no one has pushed me to be better.
I think we are all looking for our niche. Where do I belong? How do I fit into this complex puzzle of existence? Some people actually find it and lead fulfilled lives and others of us keep puttering along trying to find it. I believe a lot of people never find their niche or find it but haven’t the ways and means to break through and be seen. There are some who are seen and can’t handle what breaking through entails. There is a loss of self. There is a loss of the purity of why the niche began in the first place. From my own personal experience, money can taint a niche.
I am hoping, God willing, that I always will have my mental and physical faculties to be able to write and draw. Even if I reach just one other person I’ve accomplished something. It is validation enough that my particular flavor of niche is worth something. You will laugh but some days the only person reached is my own self! “What the hell is she going on about today?!!”
Hello to you. How are you doing today? Link and I have started to get in the patterns of the sun. When it’s dark you go so sleep. So here I am at the keyboard, artificial sunshine of coffee and computer screen on! This is a process that will only last a short period of time and then I’ll have to figure out what to do next lol. It’s better than laying in bed like I was doing, fretting about a bunch of stuff I can’t control!
Such is life these days right? What to do with myself to keep busy but stay at home. I’m sure if I were to peruse the internet right now I’d find all kinds of advice on what I could be doing. I can turn on the news on any station and if it’s not covoid19 hysteria it’s other bored people, famous and not, showing us what they are doing to not be bored at home. Finding stuff do and being alone didn’t use to be a problem for me. What happened is choice of whether to immerse or not immerse myself in the world has been pretty much removed. If I go out into the world to do something, it’s getting groceries, an appointment or something pretty important I need to do.
Yesterday I shared some of my art supplies with our neighbor children. We have a couple of Mom’s in the neighborhood with young children and it’s so challenging right now for them to keep the young one’s entertained.
The old standbys have always been drawing, writing and right now working on another corner to corner afghan. I’ve even considered working on an edited version of a book I’ve already e-published, The Gospel According to Sam (https://www.amazon.com/Gospel-According-Sam-Jackie-Wygant-ebook/dp/B00533VOTU) all proceeds going to charity. The only part of me that seems to really be working right now is the writing. I sit down to draw and unlike years past, it’s just a blank page or trying to record what is in front of me.
There are only so many words, so many drawings, paintings and creative ways to put together the same meals before you start to repeat yourself or others. The other thing is I’m trying to downsize and reduce the amount of that stuff I want around the house. Thank goodness for digital writing but even that isn’t without pitfalls…..you need a reliable way to store the media if you care to retrieve it later. I had a hard drive I was using. It got dropped one too many times and now the data is is locked in there unless I can get someone with some skills to break them out! I am having to learn to be a more transitory person and it’s hard.
So I have found myself asking, what does the God of my understanding want me doing right now?! I want to be useful and help somehow so is my even sharing this today doing that? Do my words here help alleviate boredom and the same things for someone other than myself?
It’s kind of like life in the extremes of weather be it extreme cold or extreme heat. In either one, I have learned to hunker down and keep busy but sometimes my lesser natures take over and I gain weight. Eating becoming an activity. Thankfully here the weather has been nice so when I get really restless I put on my walking shoes and take Link out or go just by myself. Walking does help!
Today I decided to look at the phrase staying busy. I’m going to put all the values I’ve come up on my “travels” with gematria. Sometimes to see the order in which I have found different number values is like a weird sentence lol:
“staying busy” in the English Ordinal system equals 162 – a taking, train, insane, riches, torah, shift, poop, behaves, noise, hearing germs, right, under, humane, doubt, Queen, disease, favor, plasma, choices, under, right, audience, a miracle, polar.
“one six two” in the English Ordinal system equals 144 – a mask, brain, clock, handle, hope, faith, cut, space, bored, talk.
“one four four” in the English Ordinal system equals 154 – a love, sun, play, French, voice, eyes, chemical, health, acting, spar, breath, Bavaria, butch, pods, bodies, Gabriel, Mama bear, foodie, gnome, eyes
“one five four” in the English Ordinal system equals 136 – a halo, child, hair, bite, heard, hug, have, asp, agree, chips
“one three six” in the English Ordinal system equals 142 – a self, new, gift, balanced, rain, run, war, raw, rare, bitch, female, rebel, Odin, sub, tail
“one four two” in the English Ordinal system equals 152 – a blonde, earth, seeds, caring, speak, what, thaw, hobby, disable, heart, Pope, kept, raise, create, spice, birds, devil, dog, pee, crop, ship, going, hobby, ashes, a glaze, thaw
“one five two” in the English Ordinal system equals 134 – a cold, chance, free, hate, breed, heat
Now all of this said, I am not trying to invite drama into my life. What I wish to invite into my life is a positive, loving way I can be of service to God as I understand them.
The last thing I want to be is a waste of space. So I am going to trust that gradually, as I can handle it, God will show me great ways to be of service in this uncertain time. May be in some way, I’m already doing it just blogging here? May be somebody, that’s not me, will see my message here and get some relief from their personal struggles and be able to pass that light on to someone near or far in their own life? That’s my hope!