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The January 7, 2014 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isTell us what kind of poetry appeals to you? Why? Which poet is your favorite? If you do not enjoy reading poetry why? Asking a poet what kind of poetry appeals to her is like asking coffee drinker if she prefers whole bean or preground coffee because it depends on the blend, the fineness of the grind, how dark the coffee, and how robust the flavor. Whether the poet likes a specific poem depends on the form, the flow, the rhythm, the rhyme, etc. It is difficult for me to chose which kind of poetry I like because there are so many variables in each form and with each poem. Poetry's appeal? Secular or religious? Rhymed or unrhymed? Form or free verse? Poetry is an addiction! It is a hunger that only writing or reading can sate. Asking a poet who is her favorite poet, is like asking a coffee drinker if she just wants one cup of coffee. One cup of coffee cannot satisfy a coffee drinker any more the one favorite poet can satisfy a poet's passion for the metaphor or the simile. I cannot chose one favorite poet because each poet I read has a different appeal and usually teaches me something new about poetry. Food for Thought: "Poetry is nearer to vital truth than history." - Plato |
It's War Chest Tuesday! The January 7, 2014 Prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isWrite about the time you were the most nervous you've ever been. Since I'm still alive, I'm sure I haven't encountered this situation as yet. Of course, I could be wrong, but I won't know that until after my soul and body separate. I suspect that, no matter how firm my faith, the moment I pass into the next world will be a nerve wracking experience. Especially when reviewing my life one this plane and finding out the places I fell short in my actions or failed to take action. In the past, especially in grade school, junior high (middle school), high school, and college, my most nerve wracking experiences were the math tests. My was never my strongest subject and I had difficulty with some of the concepts. I always passed the courses with a high D or a C, but each test and waiting for the results was an excruciating experience. The weird thing about this entire math experience, is that when I got into computers and did some programming I didn't have problems with the math in that area. In college, my accounting courses didn't give me a problem because once I got into the spreadsheet I didn't have trouble understanding the formulas or setting up an account spreadsheet. Now days, the most nervous I get is when I want to do something, but I'm not the one in control of the complete project or I have to wait for a response from someone else. I don't think I'm a control freak because I would prefer to work with others rather then tell other people what to do; it's just that... well, I'm not sure what it is. It could have something to do with red tape or that I think the situation should be moving faster then what it is; perhaps the problem is patience. Sometimes I don't seem to have any patience at all. Then at other times I think I have too much patience and can't figure out what else I'm suppose to do the alleviate the situation. Especially now, when I need a place to live and no one has called me about the apartments. I swear they know I need one and are just not getting back to me on purse. Now my paranoia is rearing its ugly head (I really have to find another phrase that isn't a cliche). Thought of the Day: "Our errors are surely not such awfully solemn things. In a world where we are so certain to incur them in spite of all our caution, a certain lightness of heart seems healthier than this excessive nervousness on their behalf." - William James |
It's Wildcard Monday! The January 6, 2014 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isHow long has it been since you changed the image on your biography page? Browse around your fellow competitors' bio pages and hopefully they have something up for you to see. "Profile Pictures" are commonplace on most social websites, so I want you to discuss them. What is appropriate? Do you show your face, or display mostly ambiguous pictures? Why? I've never had an image on my biography pace, probably because I never thought to upload a photo of myself, anything, or anyone else. I have to upload one, but I don't think I have recent photo of me so I guess I'm going to have to take a selfie (something I've never done) and hope it doesn't break the camera. I could, of course, take a photo of my pet rocks or even my coffee cup and upload one of those. I like the idea of posting a photo of my favorite coffee cup on my biography page. On the bio pages of the other competitors I found (1) a beautiful pink flower (I'm not sure of the species), (2) a picture of the woman with her pet turkey, (3) a picture of the man standing at the beach (I see the waves coming into the shore), (4) a filmstrip, (5) a huge brown teddy bear being hugged by someone, (6) a woman smiling, and (7) a graphic of a character. Since I have to update my biography anyway, I will either take a photo or scan something that I consider appropriate and reflects some aspect of my personality or life to upload for my biography photo. What is an appropriate biography photo? Something that won't break the camera when I take the picture. I will check the photos and graphics I have on the other computer, but I think I'm going to take a new photo or scan something else for the biography photo. If the photo or graphic I choose reflects an aspect of my life or personality, I don't think it's ambiguous. Thought of the Day: “All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt.” - Susan Sontag |
The Sunday Review! The January 5, 2014 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isBlog. Tell us about your week. Include your favorite blog entry from your fellow challengers from the preceding week and, most importantly, why. It's about 7:49 am in Las Vegas and I'm still reviewing last weeks blog entries, but I'm starting this anyway because it's going to take me a while to finish. What with reviewing t he entries, getting up every fifteen to twenty minutes to take care of something in the house, and taking notes for this week's To Do List, which reminds me. I need to put down read responses to "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" prompts. Considering I find myself checking entries I've already read (obviously I was a little more on the ball last week then I thought), I also need to add and take notes.Since I usually find something in every blog entry that either makes me think or laugh, I have difficulty choosing the one or ones I like best. Here are some that stand out because the gave me something to think or laugh about. Food for Laughter = "Jan 4th Blog Entry X 3" the Man in the Moon Creation myth.Food for Thought = "New Years Message" about resolutions.The clothes in the dryer are dry (I hope), I'll have to interrupt this entry to see if they are dry and then put something else in the washer. Food for Thought = "Universe Creation and Murders!" another creation myth.More Food for Thought = "Invalid Entry" this is a creation myth.Food for Laughter = "Invalid Entry" this is a must read.My Week in Review  I wrote over 2,000 words each day. I set up the group "United in Our Grief"  I word over 1,000 words on my urban fantasy short story. I decided to go back to making and following a To Do List I wrote "Dear Me" for the contest.That's all I'm going to admit doing last week. I have other things to write or create and the clothes in the washing machine are ready to put into the dryer. I also have dishes to wash (again) and I'm not happy about having to do dishes the old fashion way, which is just a phase I'm going through right now. I usually enjoy washing dishes by hand, but today I would rather have a working dishwasher. Thought of the Day: “Rename your “To-Do” list to your “Opportunities” list. Each day is a treasure chest filled with limitless opportunities; take joy in checking many off your list.” - Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience |
The January 4, 2014 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isAll of us have different interests, share some interesting trivia details about your passion. Sporting, Cooking, Gardening, Writing, etc. fans here is your chance to show us what you know about your interests! Have fun,  with this.I enjoy cooking, even though the only person I have to cook for anymore is myself. I'm a creative cook and use recipes only as guidelines because I enjoy experimenting with the food I cook. I know where this comes from, it comes from my childhood and being forbidden to play with my food at the table. I'm not sure when I learned the difference between playing with your food at the table and playing with it while you're cooking. My latest experiment is mixing yams, sweet potatoes, and Irish baking potatoes in the same dish. I discovered around Thanksgiving of 2013 how delicious that combination of potatoes are, so I'm working with the recipe to see what other things will go into the dish. I hope to have this dish perfected by the middle of March. Anyway below is my latest attempt to at this recipe. 1/2 large Irish baking potato peeled and sliced 1/2 large sweet potato peeled and sliced 1/2 large yam peeled and sliced 1/2 large Diakon radish peeled and sliced 3/4 cup Beef broth (please note that you can also substitute chicken or vegetable broth) Mix the above in a medium sized microwave safe casserole dish (if you have a large casserole dish then double the recipe). Cook in the microwave until the potatoes are easy to mash. After the potatoes are done, mix the margarine in while you are mashing the potatoes and put into individual serving dishes. Before serving this dish add the yogurt or sour cream to the serving dishes and serve. Please note that you can use less or more yogurt/sour cream if you desire. 1 tablespoon butter or margarine 1 tablespoon yogurt or sour cream (you can also use a yogurt and sour cream mixture) per serving The next time I experiment (play) with this dish, I'm adding 3/4 cup of orange juice along with the beef broth. I'm also considering adding a little hot sauce to this dish as well. |
It's Creation Saturday! The January 4, 2014 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isHow was the universe created? Write your OWN creation myth. The Divine Essence floated upon the darkness of nonexistence, inhaling the loneliness of Being and contemplated the brightness of His/Her own Essence. Retreating from the Divine Light, the darkness congealed into a pulsating mass of energy. The Divine Essence studied the dark mass of energy and then, in the mist of the Light, a face appeared that was neither male nor female but an exquisite combination of both. The rainbow colored eyes, continue to stare at the energy mass for several seconds or aeons, since time did not exist The Essence was not rushed. After a while, the mouth opened to form the letter B, which floated, in the nothingness, as if waiting for something. The mouth smiled and then opened again, this time it formed the letter E which took up a position next to the B. From The Being's eyes a light flashed, struck the letters B and E causing them to form into a single word that reverberated, with flashes of light, around The Essence. The echoes of BE and flashes of light penetrated the pulsing mass of darkness simultaneously causing it to burst into something. As the Divine Essence watched, subatomic particles appear and merged into atoms that merged into molecules. "It is done!" The Essence proclaimed as the face disappeared into the pure white Divine Light that watched as clouds of atoms and molecules of dust formed stars, planets, and galaxies. The Divine Creator continued to watch as life emerged and evolved until certain creatures on certain planets attracted the Creator's attention and were blessed with spirits (souls) capable of reflecting the attributes of divinity and therefore knowing the Creator. Watching these soul bearing sentient creature evolve, the Creator wept knowing that the blessing of a soul required that each individual make the choice between accepting the Creator's existence or rejecting it. There was little question that some of the creatures would die by the hands of their brothers because of their acceptance and obedience to the Creator. Since the only other option was mindless, robotic animal creatures accepting without question the Creator's existence, the Essence left freewill (the ability to chose belief or disbelief in God) in the spiritual genetic code of His/Her creations. |
The Friday, January 3, 2014 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isHow good are you at letting things go? I just had an epiphany and yes it was a somewhat painful birth. I should have made this entry part of "Funny Friday: Looking Back at 2013" because the two are related. Unfortunately I didn't think about the relationship until after I had posted the other entry to "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" . My ability to let go (which I need to work on) has to do with looking back at 2013 and writing on.I have difficulty letting go, which I found out during 2013 in my poor attempt to downsize and give away Mom's clothes. Neither do I like people coming into my house and helping me clean it which translates in my mind as getting rid of MY stuff. True, I have difficulty getting rid of it, but I don't want anyone else helping me to get rid of it because that means I'm not in control. Which brings me to letting go and writing on. I've found that it's easier for me to downsize if I can write about it. All thought, I think that sometimes the writing about it turns into ranting about it. Anyway, after I finished the last entry in this blog, I realized that one of the things I learn in 2013 was that I can get rid and downsize if I can write about the experience. Then I realized that, for me, writing is letting go. Letting go is writing on. One word at a time I declutter my mind and write on. As I write this, I'm letting go of the words coming into my mind. I let go of the old year one-word-at-a-time and as I let go I enter the possibility of the New Year. When I write a poem, I'm letting go of the emotions. When I write a story, I'm letting go of the fear and overcoming the negative voice of doubt. Each time I write I let go of something. Word by word I'm learning to let go and get on with my life. I'm writing on and letting go at the same time. Food for Thought: “Cry. Forgive. Learn. Move on. Let your tears water the seeds of your future happiness.” - Steve Maraboli |
It's Funny Friday! The January 3, 2014 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isLook back on 2013. Read your blog entries from early last year and observe how you've changed. If you weren't blogging early last year, think back to that time and imagine what you would have been doing or thinking about. Now, write an article about your past year of life in the voice of a reporter. Remember: making your reader laugh is key, so this can be as outlandish and overblown as you are brave enough to do  Have fun!Over the past year, Prosperous Snow has had many up and downs, but she continues writing on going over, around, under, or through (which can sometimes be painful) any barrier in her path with the keyboard in front of her or a pen in her hand. After all, if you can't blog or write a poem about an experience what is the use of being a writer. Over the past year, Snow has learned many things, but the one thing she has learned to do is write on. According to a January 24, 2013 entry the five strengths of snow are (1) Bull Headed Stubbornness, (2) creativity, (3) learning from her mistakes, (4) following her gut feeling, and (5) faith in God. I would add a sixth strength here to go along with her sixth sense and that strength would be writing on. Though the wind may blow and rain may fall causing rivers to overflow: Write on! When the smoke alarm announces that dinner is done... Write on! Writing is therapy so Write on! Thought of the Day: "Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic and fear which is inherent in a human situation." - Graham Greene |
The January 2, 2014 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isGive us your personal highlight and lowlight of 2013. I didn't intend to respond to this today, but after writing two poems and getting stuck on the second paragraph of my urban fantasy short story, I decided to take the cat by the whiskers and write about the best thing that happened to me in 2013. The lowlights of 2013 was January through November, the last eleven months of my Year of Magical Thinking. During the fist eleven months of 2013 I felt as if I was in limbo; I got the feeling I was floating between galaxies and getting nowhere. Then suddenly, at the beginning of December everything began turning around. December was my most prolific writing month in 2013. I wrote more poems in that month then at anytime during the year. However, the best thing that happened occurred on the evening of December 30, 2013. After I returned home from the Feast of Sharaf, my real estate agent come over to the house (he knows I have difficulty getting around) and I signed the final papers for the sale of the house. I will finally be getting out of the house in about a two weeks (more or less). December was the month when I stopped worrying on a regular basis. I still worry sometimes, but not as much as I did most of 2013. I'm not sure that I accomplished many of the goals I established in 2013. I had difficulty most of the year with the 2,000 words per day goal, but for the last few days I haven't had a much of a problem. I seem to be able to push myself now where I couldn't make myself do much of anything. I'm surprised I kept writing in 2013; however, I managed to do that even when it was very difficult, I managed to continue writing poetry. In December of 2013, I begin to stretch myself and my writing. I'm going to attempt new genres during this year and I'm going to create a group on writing.com. I feel as if I can do anything I set my mind to do and I haven't felt that way in a long long time. My mother always said I could do whatever I set my mind to; she was my strongest supporter and always encouraged me to reach for the stars. I miss Mom so much, but I can't crawl into a shell and remain in the dark. I have to write and I think I'm finally getting to the point where I have confidence in my own writing and in myself. |
It's Opinion Thursday! The January 2, 2014 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isIf you could go back to when you were 19, would you? Would you prefer to have all the knowledge you have now, or start completely fresh? Do I wish I were eighteen or even nineteen again? Yes, but I'm sure I wouldn't want to go back in time to accomplish that feat. I realize there would be a price to pay for turning my age back 48 years. I also realize that I may regret the price if I were to find a fountain or youth or a magic spell to turn back the years; however, it would be an interesting adventure. As to whether I'd want to have all the knowledge I've acquire in my 67 years on this planet; I'm not sure. I know that there are people and events in my life I wouldn't want to forget, but I all so know that there are people and events that I would like to forget. A fresh start sounds like it would be nice, but that might be the case. If I had a fresh start then I would have to learn all the lesson of the past 48 years all over again. I'm no sure I would want to go through that process because I would want to learn different lessons. I suspect the price for starting fresh would be going through the same painful lessons of the last 48 years and that is a horrible thought. There are memories and other things I've acquired over the last 48 years that I wouldn't to change and starting fresh might mean I would change some of those. Therefore, after reviewing all I've said, the final answer to both questions is No I wouldn't want to be 19 again. I think I'll take George Burns advice and stand tall like an old and wise oak. |
It's War Chest Wednesday! The January 1, 2014 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" iaWhat has been the craziest New Year's Resolution you've heard to date? Did you make it or was it made by someone you knew? What became of the Resolution? Tell me a story - Kick in the New Year for me  .Despite the fact that I do admit to having a weird life and a crazy (sometimes very odd) sense of humor, I don't remember ever making any crazy or weird New Year's Resolutions. This doesn't mean I've never made any, it just means I don't remember them or didn't write them down. Therefore, I decided to Google crazy and weird New Year's Resolutions. I found some funny, crazy, and weird New Year's Resolutions. In a U.S.A. Today story posted on December 28, 2013, titled "5 weird New Year's resolutions",.1 I found one that I thought was very funny. Number five on this list is "Knit more sweaters for freezing trees", apparently some part of the country (or world) have a problem with "tree hypothermia". To take care of this problem knitters are knitting Christmas sweaters for trees and putting them on the trees. This type of "guerrilla knitting" is called "yarn bombing." So if you see a tree wearing a sweater in your "neck of the woods" (I couldn't resist the pun) you know that one of your neighbors is a yarn bomber. In "Six Of The Worst & One Of The Best | Crazy New Year’s Resolution Aids" by Glen Faris and posted December 30, 2011,2 I found the following YouTube video under "One of the Best". I'm not going to argue whether or not it is one of the best, it does, however, explain why joggers wearing ear-buds are looking around in fear; as if some horrible monster were about to eat their brains.     Now that I have responded to the prompt, I want to encourage everyone reading this to check out Soulpancake http://soulpancake.com/ and subscribe. This is one of the two most creative and encouraging website I have ever encountered. The other website is writing.com. Footnotes |
| This is December 31, 2013, the eve of the Gregorian New Year. This is 1 Sharaf, 170 BE, the first day of the month of Honour, with 79 day left until Naw-Ruz and the beginning of 171 BE. Seventy-Nine days until I celebrate a New Year. Seventy-nine days of excitement, reviewing, writing, praying, and meditating. Seventy-nine days seems like a long time when you look at the number, but in reality it isn't long at all. It will pass quickly, so I have to take advantage of those days or I won't accomplish anything. I need to use those 79 days to prepare for Naw-Ruz and the challenge of a New Year. Last night, I attended celebration of the Feast of Sharaf (Honour) at a friends house. The nineteen-day Feast is divided into three sections (1) the spiritual portion, (2) the business portion, and (3) the social portion. During the spiritual portion the prayers are said and the scriptures read. During the business portion business is conducted and letter are red from the Local and National Spiritual Assemblies, as well as the Universal House of Justice. While during the social portion the community socializes and refreshments are served. During all three portions of the Feast of Honour, I felt the presence of the Holy Spirit. At the end of the business portion, I got a call from my real estate agent that the final papers for the sale of the house were ready to sign. I told her when I would be home and after I arrived home, she came over to the house and I signed the papers. The agent from the bank said that it would take about a week to finish everything, so I figure I have about two weeks left to stay in the house; however, I would like to have everything ready to go in a week. I'm looking forward to being in a new place before Naw-Ruz (March 21). I'm looking forward to new beginning in 171 BE and I have 79 days to prepare for that New Beginning. Thought of the Day: "Begin today. Declare out loud to the universe that you are willing to let go of struggle and eager to learn through joy." - Sarah Ban Breathnach |
| I'm so tired that I can't think or focus on writing. I went to the store this morning before completing my 2,000 word goal. I didn't think I was that tired when I came home, but I'm tired now. I want to go to sleep on my keyboard. Since that's the case, I guess I should take an afternoon nap. The problem is that I'm afraid if I take a nap I won't have time to finish the writing projects before I go to feast this evening. However, I can't think very well, so I guess a nap or at least getting away from the keyboard would help. I tried to start a New Year's poem, but couldn't get beyond the first stanza. I have a short story to work on and I can't think of anything past the first paragraph. I enjoyed shopping this morning. I enjoyed walking through the grocery store looking for things, but it wore me out. I'm having difficulty focusing on this entry, so I guess I'll close it for now. A short nap, after a few prayers or maybe meditation. I'm going to close this now, maybe I will get back to it later or maybe I'll work on something else. Perhaps, while I doze, I can think of a way to end the New Year's poem I'm working on. |
| It's sunset on December 29, 2013, I'm sitting at my computer listening to the washing machine and glancing out of the window. The sky is turning from blue to pale peach to royal blue and then to black. It's been 13 months since my mother passed away, since her soul ascended into paradise, since we buried her remains beneath a rose colored granite headstone. I've written several poems during the year, I completed NaNoWriMo, I procrastinated, I prayed, I ranted (usually to myself), I fantasized, and I called myself stupid a number of times. I'm looking forward to 2014. I'm looking forward to Naw-Ruz (March 21). I'm looking forward to accomplishing something, I don't know what I'm going to accomplish, but I know it's going to be more then in the past 13 months. I've established my goals for the coming year "Finalized Goals and Backup list for 2014" and I have a fairly good idea of how I can accomplish them. I'm eating better now then in the past 13 months; at least now I'm eating some raw vegetables.Thirteen months is a long time to float in limbo. I still feel as if I'm in limbo or floating between galaxies waiting for someone to find me. I'm still in Mom's house, but I'm not as worried as I was at the beginning of December. I feel something has changed, but I don't know what. I feel that something good is headed my way. I'm still not feeling good physically, but I don't think there is any thing wrong that medical science, meditation, and prayer can't handle. |
The December 28, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isAs this year closes pick one and tell us about it: Most exciting event, saddest event, happiest event, most surprising event, event that you wish you could change, and finally an event that you hope will happen but hasn't. I did several review of 2013 in some of the December entries in "Welcome to My Life" and I wrote the essay "Trapped in Insanity: A Review 2013" , which I submitted to "Invalid Item" . Therefore, the only thing I'm adding is the joy of winning NaNoWriMo by writing 54,658 words in "Midnight in Suburbia" . I want to look beyond the insanity of 2013, so I can truly begin my new normal and get 2014 off to a flying start.Therefore, I have decided to change the way I do my Facebook status updates because I suspect I'm becoming addicted to either Facebook or updating my status. Since I don't have time to feed that addiction, I'm going to begin updating my status on Facebook once or twice a day instead of half-a-dozen or more times a day. I updated this morning between 5:30 and 6:00 am, with the following message : "It's a good Saturday morning. I found the book Pathways to Transformation: The Baha'i Journey containing selections from the Baha'i Writing, so I began using it for my morning and evening devotions." Despite the fact that I'm curious about the reaction of my friends and family to the post, I'm going to avoid (I hope) checking my Facebook page before 6:30 or 7:00 pm this evening. I'm contemplating creating a Facebook page to go along withe the website I want to create in 2014, once that is done then I will have to update my status more then once or twice a day. However, that will concern my writing rather then just updating my personal status or checking the groups I belong to on Facebook. I have to say, right here, that it's difficult not accessing Facebook and that's why I think I have an addiction to it. I can over come the urge when I'm focused on something, but if my mind and thoughts aren't focused the I have the urge to either fantasize (see some of the post in "Welcome to My Life" ) or waste time on Facebook.Quote of the Day: "Facebook addiction problems: When you want to write a status but have nothing to write." - http://quoteslover.hubpages.com/hub/Funny-Facebook-Addiction-Quotes |
The December 26, 2013 (National Whiner's Day) prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isWhat do you think is it warranted? Are we a society of whiners? What are some examples of whining that totally push your buttons? Whining Defined at http://worksmartlivesmart.com/national-whiners-day-december/ "Definition of Whine: To complain or protest in a childish fashion. Synonyms: complain, bellyache, fuss, gripe, grumble, moan, snivel…." The problem with whining is that children have taken it to an art form, but adults ignore the benefits that whining holds, which is the stress relief. I'm of the opinion that National Whiner's Day should be an inspiration to all journalist, poets, novelist, bloggers, and short story writers who have a legitimate or an illegitimate reason to bitch about anything that is disrupting or irritating. This is the day when anyone and everyone who can coherently or incoherently shout, write, or blog about the issue should do it in big bold letters. Warranted or not whining is a good way to relieve stress especially if it is done in public and to the people or institutions that have cause issues for the individual doing the whining. As for being a society of whiners, I don't think we have gotten that far because neither the President of the United States or the General Assembly of the United Nations hasn't appoint a Secretary of Whining to investigate Whiner's Complaints. Once nations, international organizations, and businesses begin to take whiner's whining seriously we can't say we're a Society of Whiners, but until then whining and whiners are considered only a minor irritant to be brushed off like lint on the shoulder of an angora sweater. There are several types of whining that push my buttons and cause me to whine in return, which doesn't do any good. When someone else whines about the whiner's politically and hateful whining it only inspires the whiner to whine more. Therefore, instead of whining about the whiners and their whining I'm going to use it as an inspiration in my writing. I'm also using National Whiner's Day as an inspiration. In fact it's already inspired me to write two things. Last night, it inspired me to make the following post on Facebook: "Just so everyone knows. December 26 is National Whiners Day. So if anyone accuses you of whining on Thursday, December 26, you can tell them you're celebrating National Whiners Day." So far I've received one like from one of my brothers; I'm not sure that counts because he inherited the same weird sense of humor as me. Then this morning, I was inspired to make the following post in "Poetic Insanity" "you like insanity,/Or have the urge to whine/about..." I encourage any registered author, who needs a bit of inspiration to check out this inspiring and funny In & Out and participate in the poetic hilarity.Quote of the Day: “I personally believe we developed language because of our deep inner need to complain.” - Jane Wagner, The Search for Signs of Intelligent Life in the Universe |
| There are six days left in 2013 and I seem to be in limbo. I feel like I'm floating in an environmental suit between worlds. I'm still in the house, with no place to go when it the sale closes (if it ever closes). I feel as if I'm living in an episode of the Twilight Zone. This afternoon, I'm feeling better then I did this morning, but I think that is a results of the nap I took around 10:30 or 11:00 am. I have all sorts of things to do both online and in the house; however, I can't seem to focus on what I'm doing. My attention span is short and I can't do more then one or two reviews in one sitting. That works well because I've set the daily review goal at t here. I can't seem to focus on what I'm writing. I can't stand up to do any thing for longer then five or six minutes. If I stand up for ten minutes then my left leg goes to sleep,. If I sit down too long then I have difficulty getting up. I need to go to the grocery store tomorrow to purchase some laundry detergent and other stuff. I think while I'm there I'll purchase some fresh veggies as well and maybe some fruit beside bananas. I like bananas but I've had too many of them this week end because my sister left some here as part of my birthday present. I'm tired of being alone. I've been alone in this house for most of the week and I'm tired of it . All I want to do when I'm by myself is eat, feel sorry for myself, and fantasize. I'm tired of complaining. All I ever do when I'm by myself is complain to myself; I don't complain a lot in my blogs, but I suspect that will be happening in the next few days if I don't do something about my mood today. I'm tired of being cold when I don't think it's as cold as the way I feel. I'm tired of high power bills. I'm tired of feeling as if I'm in limbo. I'm repeating myself, so that's a good indication that this entry is becoming a rant. I'm sick and tired of waiting for doctor's offices to call to make an appointment. The last time I called the office they said they would call me, but they haven't so I'm going to have to call them tomorrow. I'm on waiting list for apartments, but none of them have called to say my name has come up and it's almost 2014. I want to be somewhere new in the New Year and I'm stuck in the old place and in the old year. I don't feel good. I don't feel ill at the moment, but I did this morning. My stomach hurt and I was nauseous. This happen earlier this week, I think on Monday and the feeling finally passed when I took a nap. That may be why I took such a long nap this morning because I was feeling sick. I can't see the screen or what I'm writing unless I hold my head a certain way and that sometimes causes my neck to hurt. I have a prescription for some compression stockings, which I can't afford until after the New Year. At least, I don't think I can afford them, I'll know more tomorrow when I call one or two of the medical supply stores that sell them. My sister gave me a check yesterday, so I'll deposit it and then see if I have enough left after purchasing the laundry detergent at the store. At least I don't have to worry about paying for the food because I have a food card that will take care of that. The only thing I haven't complained about in this entry is my dentures. I think they need to be relined and I'm going to have to pay for that myself. Since that is everything I can think to rant about, I'm closing this entry. |
The December 24, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isIt's Christmas Eve  what traditions does your family have on this night? Do you go to church? Have a big dinner?If you do not celebrate Christmas, share with us about a special tradition in your faith. This is the year 170 of the Baha'i Calender, so most of the traditions are limited to Holy Days and Days of celebration. Baha'i's celebrate or commemorate 11 Holy Days and on 9 of those days work is suspended. Then there are the 4 or 5 Days of Ayyam-i-Ha which occur between February 26 and March 1 each year; in non-leap years there are 4 days and 5 days in leap years. Holy Days on which work is suspended. Naw-Ruz on March 21 is the Baha'i New year. Naw-Ruz means New Day. The Festival of Ridvan occurs between April 21 and May 2, with the First Day of Ridvan (April 21), the Nineth Day (April 29), and the Twelfth Day (May 2) being the days work is suspended. The Declaration of the Bab on May 23. The Ascension of Baha'u'llah on May 29. The Martyrdom of the Bab on July 9. The Birth of the Bab on October 20. The Birth of Baha'u'llah on November 12. Holy Days on which work is not suspended. The Day of the Covenant on November 26. The Ascension of 'Abdu'l-Baha on November 28. Ayyam-i-Ha These are the day of gift giving. The 19 Day Fast The Fast occurs during the month of ‘Alá’ (Loftiness), between sunup and sundown. Only those who are healthy, over 15 and under 70, are required to fast. In addition, women who are nursing or pregnant are exempt from fasting. The Baha'i Day A solar day that begins at sunset on one day and ends at sunset on the next. Saturday is the first day of the week and Friday is the seventh. Traditions The traditions associated with these days is the commemoration or the celebration at a specific time, which include the reading of prayers, scriptures, music, singing, food, and explaining the significance of the day. Thought of the Day: "...Blessed is the man that hath turned his face towards God, and walked steadfastly in His love, until his soul hath winged its flight unto God, the Sovereign Lord of all, the Most Powerful, the Ever-Forgiving, the All-Merciful." - Baha'u'llah, Gleanings From the Writings of Baha'u'llah, Page 170 |
| On December 24 at eleven minutes before midnight I will turn 67 years old. I think that's the reason I'm so tired of the negativity in the world. I started thinking about this a few days ago after I saw a negative post of Facebook. I don't remember what the post was about now, in fact the only two things I remember about it was that it was negative and prejudicial. I ignored it for those two reasons. I didn't post a response because I knew that nothing I had to say would change the person's mind. After thinking about the post and all the other negative post I've seen on Facebook lately, I've decided to begin unfriending people who post more then three negative items that end up on my timeline. See http://poet999writingthoughts.blogspot.com/2013/12/2013-is-winding-down.html. This country is so divided that the only thing either party has to say about the other is negative and I sick of all the negativity. I'm registered to vote and when I registered I registered nonpartisan for a reason. True, at the time the reason had nothing to do with the negativity; I chose nonpartisan because as a Baha'i I try to avoid partisan politics. I didn't understand the reason for the avoidance at the time, but now I do. To get back to the subject of this post, which was my birthday and negativity. I'm trying to make some positive changes in my life. I've decided on most of my 2014 goals and am ready to begin making plans to achieve them. The problem with negativity is that it's like a yawn, it's contagious. Negativity is even more contagious then a yawn and more destructive because it has an affect on a person's spiritual, physical, and mental health. The older I get the more fragile my health gets and I can't afford to let negative people, post, or events bring me down. At this point, I can find only two solutions to the problem. First, is prayer and putting the negative people on my private prayer list. Second, to eliminate as much negativity of it from my life as possible, which means unfriending people. Thought of the Day: “People tend to be generous when sharing their nonsense, fear, and ignorance. And while they seem quite eager to feed you their negativity, please remember that sometimes the diet we need to be on is a spiritual and emotional one. Be cautious with what you feed your mind and soul. Fuel yourself with positivity and let that fuel propel you into positive action.” - Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience |
It's Saturday, December 21, 2013, the first day of Winter  . The prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isWhat is your favorite winter activity that involves snow  ? Why?If you don't live in a snow area, what snow  activity would you like to try the most? WhyIt's the first day of winter I look up at the waning gibbous, I remember winter in Oklahoma, when snow on the winter solstice meant a white Christmas. I laugh at the joy of snowmen and snow angels, remember the stings of a snowball striking me in the face. Life was simple! Snow meant hot chocolate and a steaming bowl of Grandma's homemade stew. Christmas and New Year meant a week off from school,3 a Christmas pageant, at the Southern Baptist Mission, and sitting on Santa's lap. I had issues with Christmas! I didn't understand why my brothers and sister go to unwrap a one of their Christmas presents on my birthday,4 but I had no issues with Santa Claus. Today, snow on the first day of winter means Mount Charleston has acquired a white crown and Las Vegas is cold as the nether reaches of hell.5 At 66, my favorite winter activity is sitting on the couch with a cup of hot chocolate watching the snow (if it happens to snow in Las Vegas). Otherwise I enjoy the cup of hot chocolate while reading a book or writing in my journal. As soon as I get batteries for the TV remote, I will enjoy watching the weather and seeing the snow in other parts of the country. I still enjoy the snow, the only difference now is I prefer watching it instead of playing in it. Footnotes |
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