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Thoughtful Thursdays #12

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cI love the Fall. The air changes and the days are shorter. It’s cooler with a sprinkling of fading summer. The leaves are changing. This beautiful weather temporarily makes me forget the bills, the job, the lack of sleep and the running around.

It’s those small moments of being in nature that breaks up the whirling of my mind on secondary nonsense and is a reminder that feeling grounded and at peace are most important.

March on Fall. Colder and colder. Red, green, gold leaves falling and swirling in the wind bringing us closer to winter. Warm jackets, hot chocolate and soup. Crafting indoor happiness and wearing hats almost stolen by the wind. Soon to be barren trees and preparing for Christmas.

Remember the Fall as comfortable and lovely and arrives only once a year.
Absorb Fall and it will change you. Love the Fall and it will love you back.

Bye Bye I’m going back outside.

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I can’t believe I haven’t written since August. Well that won’t happen again. I guess I was suffering from depression and negativity. I must apologize to anyone who reads my blog.

I will not bore you with the details of the last few months but on a cyclical scale August is the worst month for me. September slowly starts the yearly cycle again and October is usually fantastic. I wonder if anyone else has special time of year when everything goes really well and productive and a time when everything goes wrong.

I did work on my art portfolio all of August. I actually wanted to do that for years and I finally did it. I will post my artwork either on this blog or I will open a website soon.

My computer died a few weeks ago and I have to save some money to buy a new one. In the meantime I’ll use whatever computer is available.

Thanks for your patience.

Update: my art blog is:georgialynndesigns.wordpress.com

Thoughtful Thursdays #10

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I am reading “The War of Art” by Steven Pressfield. This is the perfect book about Resistance. Which I suffer from always. Actually I was in the same position as Mr. Pressfield, I couldn’t figure out why my creative life was not manifesting itself. I am always involved with routine and mundane tasks. But when the student is ready the teacher appears, hence Mr. Pressfields book.

Resistance is the enemy to any and every creative endeavor attempted. Resistance will assume any form to stop you from being creative and you won’t even know what hit you.
Resistance goes for the jugular and is out for a kill. However, if you fear it then its belly is fed, if you don’t fear it, it dies.

Resistance can be overcome by investing in you. Ignoring distractions and concentrating on you and your work or direction or any creative endeavor. This of course is easier said than done because, as Mr. Pressfield points out and I have experienced, as soon as you start something comes along to thwart your efforts.

But Resistance can be overcome. Don’t be afraid, do the work that needs to be done, and fight resistance to the death. Eventually resistance moves aside. It doesn’t go away but moves aside temporarily waiting for you to weaken in some way. However by this time you know Resistance’s style and it gets easier and easier to step aside Resistance’s games.

So get ready for battle. As noted in the book, have contempt for failure. And claim your life and creativity. I certainly will.

It’s too Damn Hot

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It’s been over 100 degrees out and I’m sure you’re tired of hearing it. I hibernate in the summer like a bear hibernates in the winter. It’s too damn hot, too sticky, my dog is uncomfortable and it’s impossible to get cool.

But all is not lost. Before you know it this heat will pass and the Fall will be here again. I’m waiting for the Fall when the air is cool and the leaves are gold and red. Apple picking and pumpkin cutting and Halloween candy.

Wake me when the Fall is here.

Thoughtful Thursdays #9

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It takes more courage to create peace,

Than it takes to make war.

Buddhist saying.

Love

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What a loaded subject. There are so many different definitions of love that no one knows for sure what it means. Love is defined as physical attraction, falling in love with the shoes in a department store window, a pet, a person, a lifestyle, an emotion, the list is endless.

I am now going to put an end to all false notions of what love is. Here goes:

Love is an attitude. It’s the choice to be kind-hearted even when others are not.

Chew on that for a while and you will see that situations mentioned on the endless list eventually fade because people are moody and fashions go out of style and life flows and is not static. However the one thing that will remain the same and have permanent impact is choosing loving kindness. Kindness to anyone or anything ripples positive personal power. Kind-hearted love reaps permanent change and brings us all closer to each other, cooperative and happy. Loving kindness creates trust. Choosing this kind of love will make you a hero to those who know you. This love is free and easy to apply. Just like jam on bread. Sweet and tender like a baby.

So try it. Choose to be loving for just one day and see the difference. And this love will come back to you many times over.

Thoughtful Thursdays #9

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Sometimes I am at a loss for words. But thank goodness that doesn’t happen often. I have lots to say and so many need to hear what I have said. This reminds me of a song:
I love Me.
I think I’m grand.
I go to the Movies just to hold my hand.
Me Me Me
I I I
Me Me Me
I I I
What am I getting at? It’s fun to use words in a playful way.Ever since I can remember I have tried to say one thing many ways. For example: I noticed the yellow floor. Or – the floor looks yellow. Or – Wow that’s a nice/ugly yellow floor.

So have fun saying stuff in many different ways. And don’t say anything insulting about yellow floors. At least not to their face.

Thoughtful Thursdays #7

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Aging

My primary characteristic is courage. I am not afraid to find answers and give others answers. I learned that if I don’t reach out for myself no one would reach out for me. Hopefully others see that and emulate it. Courage also comes with growing older. Reflecting back on my youth I was a real doormat. I allowed many frightful events happen simply because I didn’t know any better and that I could stand up for myself. But once I realized I had a choice in certain events there was no turning back and courage came to the forefront. Life happens and unfolds the way its supposed to even when society states otherwise. Society puts no value on age and expects the elderly to be hosted by nursing homes and relatives. What a waste of human talent. As long as a person is capable why not tap in on the immense talent that older adults have. After all none of us escapes aging.