Porthole

Alone and lovely. Goals.

January 25 weekly goals:

1. Finish a book!
2. Enter at least two contests. Three would be better. "The Bard's Hall Contest" , "Invalid Item" , "Welcome To My Reality Forum" , "Writing 4 Kids Contest " 
3. Clean. (A constant stuggle.)
4. Find out when/where I can get a vaccine (not as easy as one would think). 1/25 Asked friends. Still clueless. I'm apparently in group 1c but we are far behind here. Again, friends at risk still haven't gotten it.
5. Do at least one of the following: make a trinket, plan a trip, finish Realities , research heart diets (GOOD: plenty of nutrient-rich foods—fruits and veggies, whole grains, lean poultry and fish. BAD: Foods high in trans fat and saturated fat to avoid include: Crackers, Doughnuts, Baked goods (cakes, cookies and pie crust, excess sodium and sugar), Fried foods, Non-dairy creamer, Microwave popcorn.) catch up on reviews, post some reviews.

For "Space Blog" 

"Invalid Item"   [] by A Guest Visitor Mini-review: this could be a short blog entry or an intro to a horror story. Not ratable by me.

Prompt: Write about a lovely day.

Like today. It's lovely. A tad cool at 2 pm. -2c. But sunny! Sat with friends outside while they ate lunch. Most of us live alone and this is our chance to say hello and stay to chat.

As T fades into history we'll focus on personal issues. Like how to get the vaccine, how soon we can travel. The weather has been calm and dry. We need snow.

The days slowly linger longer adding a minute or two and the sun is still weak but waxing. I'm sitting in its rays at home in a cashmere sweater. The softness embraces me but I need to take it off along with my shirt and t-shirt to let the sun strike bare flesh. I could use a bit more vitamin D.

Today is dedicating to breathing and catching up. The end of the month draws nigh and there's much to do... if I so choose.

For "Blogging Circle of Friends "  Day 2991: January 25, 2021

Prompt: "It’s easy to stand in the crowd but it takes courage to stand alone." Mahatma Gandhi.

What do you think? Have you ever felt that you were standing alone?

I've often stood alone thinking that I was unique and misunderstood. The truth? There have always been others like me and there have always been those who understood.

But our silence and invisibility kept us apart.

I have spoken up about what I believe for decades but I needed to learn how to speak up more for me.

In these days of White Identity, nationalism, nativism, xenophobia and religious exclusion I find myself on the outside looking in. I was born White but I chose to indentify as Human, embracing others as much as I could along the way. And some White folks resented me. I wouldn't identity with their tribe. There was no way to tell them that I was Human First... and in truth Universe First as I felt connections to other species: animal, vegetable and mineral. Their stifling tribe wasn't big enough for me and specifically left my friends out. I'm not okay with that.

So at times I feel that I stand alone. But that's a lie. There have always been others standing with me.

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