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O'siyo Oginalii Tsilugi - Hello friends - Welcome - to My first blog. A place to share. |
 Dream Catchers An ancient Chippewa tradition The dream net has been made For many generations Where spirit dreams have played. Hung above the cradle board, Or in the lodge up high, The dream net catches bad dreams, While the good dreams slip on by. Bad dreams become entangled Among the sinew thread. Good dreams slip through the center hole, While you dream upon your bed. This is an ancient legend, Since dreams will never cease, Hang this dream net above your bed, Dream on, an be at peace.  |
Good Morning I hope all is well with everyone,  It is wet, wet, wet here. It has been raining all night, and expected to rain all day and tomorrow. The main thoroughfare linking Bakersfield to L.A. is closed due to snow and no telling when it will reopen. But Hey - it could be worse. Hwy 99 north and south and Hwy 99 east and west could be closed due to snow, isolating the valley completely. That has happened in the past. So I will relax, listen to the rain, and write. I have been thinking of todays prompt. I have many favorite fairy tales but the one that really touched me the most was The Ugly Duckling. I suppose this true because it was one I could identify with. I feel there is far too much of passing judgment in the world today for what ever reason. Be it the way someone walks, their beliefs, or an impairment (invisible or visible) to eye. Some people feel that if someone doesn't fit in to the category of what they define as normal, they are less of a person with no feelings. When I was in college, I was given an assignment to write a poem to write a poem based on my favorite fairytale. Though I have already posted it on WDC and many of you may have read it, I would like to share it here: I May Be Different Icame into this world imperfect and confused, as to why I was rejected. I didn't feel different, I was like everyone else - I dreamed, I cried, I loved. I was shunned, teased, and mistaken for a freak, when it was not my physical appearance, but my physical short comings that were feared. I do not fear or judge you. In the end as I soar high and achieve my dreams and dance and rejoice, I look back and I see you. Different - as you have not progressed into the world of acceptance. Kristina |
Good Morning to all: I could hardly wait to jump on this prompt - a memory hit me, like a ton of bricks. But before I get to that, I want say that sometimes even when circumstances justify an action- it is not always worth it. Sometimes losing one's temper will change some occurrence but most times it will not. You are left angry and the person that your anger is directed to goes on the defense and becomes angry and nothing changes. This one time my temper did cause a change...well sort of, though he did become angry and didn't speak to me for two days. I would like to share.... THE DAY MY HUSBAND GREW UP A few years back, and when I say a few I mean a FEW- any way, we had three little girls at home, ages five, one and newborn. Like I wasn't busy enough. For years I had been after my husband to put his clothes in the dirty clothes and not leave them all over the livingroom floor. He would never listen nor would he do what he was told. The house we lived in at the time, had wooden floors. The next morning, following an argument, and OH YES, I was still angry - I figured - If he wanted them on the livingroom floor then that was where they would STAY! I took a hammer and some nails and I nailed those suckers to the floor! - Well - he didn't speak to for two days-BUT- to this day, I no longer have a trail of clothes leading from the front door to his favorite chair. Now - he just neatly piles them in a chair in the kitchen. One that I can't drives nails into. Kristina |
Good Morning Friends I hope today finds you all well, content and happy. Here in Bakersfield, CA- mother nature is sitting around laughing her head off as she teases us with the weather in March. Since the middle of February to present she has bestowed upon us a mix. From the low 40's to the mid 70's, rain, snow, sun. Now we are back to lower temps, wind and rain. I'm not sure if I'm looking forward to summer (and I love summer)- we are suppose to hit the 80's next week. A fore runner to a sizzling 100+ summer I'm afraid. We get those now and again. Last summer it was 107 - 110 for several days. Todays Prompt: Are you afraid of death? Write about you're feelings on the subject Death is a stalker and it lures in every corner and shadow of life. It is the unknown. It is a human characteristic to fear the unknown. We cannot feel it, see it nor touch it, yet we are reminded daily of its presence through the loss of a love one, friend, or neighbor and by the news and obituary columns in the newspaper. When we think of death, we associate it with a dark tunnel through which we must pass to reach the light. It is that passage way that is feared- we must travel it alone. The light is that which guides us to better peaceful existence. I find solace in believing that a better existence awaits me. I have a purpose there but am unaware of what it could be except my brief stay here in this life is preparing me for it. I have had a couple of close encounters in my life and the door to the passage way has been blocked. So my purpose here has yet to be fulfilled and my potential has yet to be reached. Am I afraid? Yes, however, The Lord does not give you a cross that you cannot bear. Kristina {image:1915140) |
| I thought about todays prompt all night last night. My childhood was normal, just like any other kid, I suppose. Sitting this morning, drinking my coffee and talking with my husband, two of the most fondest memories and what made them so special came to mind...SO, instead of Naming five things in your childhood that you wish all children could experience I want to share my favorite two I remember growing up and my parents always took us camping. We went to several national parks over the years but my favorite was Sequoia National Park. On each camping trip, the first night was always mama's campfire chili night - simple to make- but is it ever good! There was an amphitheater there in the Lodge pole camp grounds and every Friday night the park rangers would put on a slide show about the park, ranging from wildlife to flowers to the natural wonders that could be found there. I loved it and I can still see the huge bonfire that they built for the show. I carried the camping trip throughout my children's childhoods and I still make mama's campfire chili- it has become required at family gatherings My, father was a teacher and was working on his PhD during the summer as well. Following the camping trip, we would travel to Provo, Utah where he would attend summer classes at BYU. Being a teen, I wanted something to do so I attended summer school. There I met Teri Ann, Cathy, and Barbara. I can't remember why Cathy and Barbara were there that summer but Teri Ann lived in Orem, Utah, Cathy was from Las Vegas and Barbara was from Idaho and of course me from CA. Talk about a foursome - sure had fun and of course got into typical teenage mischief.-We met there every summer thereafter for years at least 3 or 4 and through out the years we kept in touch. I still talk with Teri Ann, Barbara has since past away and I am not sure about Cathy. These memories and what grew out of them are most precious to me Kristina |
Hi, I have been thinking all day about todays prompt -What can you find at home and no where else. I thought and thought- well we are average and I'm sure I don't have one thing that I couldn't elsewhere. I came to my writing room - that is my room where WDC and me - see we kind of got thing going .... anyway, I looked around. I began to think how cluttered it was. I began to pick my mountains of papers, you know- my grammar papers, punctuation papers, how to do, papers, news letters, etc.etc.etc. I spent the morning organizing into separate note books--OK that took care of that and now I have a cleaned organized writing room - well at least until tomorrow --Ok what next, I thought - but what, ask your self, what reflects a writers mind? You're right their writing space. Well my mind is so cluttered, I don't know where to begin- I got characters screaming at me to do this and that, story lines- lined up just waiting to be heard, characters waiting to get their turn on paper, plots to hatch and crimes to solve- OH DEAR where do I begin and where can I put them all! -- Anyway to end a good prompt My answer would be - My Writer's Mind I had a really great day- hpe you did too.A friend always : Kristina |
| Tonight's prompt - Think about a time it was hard to be honest - but you were: Now this could be opening up a Pandora's box, and I can probably think of at least a dozen times throughout my life time but there is one incident from my childhood that even to this day travels through my mind whenever it is triggered. It really made an impact in my life. I was about 8 - 9 yrs. and my dad caught me with a piece of bubble gum ( a penny piece at that time - mind you) and he asked me straight out where I had gotten from. I couldn't lie, no matter how much I wanted to, and I told him I stole it from the drug store. He marched me back in the store and told the manager and paid for it and took both me and the bubble gum home. All that ends well, is well right? WRONG I would have rather taken a beating ( the pain would have disappeared sooner) rather what came next... We had a curvature breakfast bar in our house, my place to sit was where the bar curved - that was MY spot and I loved it. WELL... my dad took that piece of bubble gum and suspended it from the cupboard to where it hung in front of my spot. Breakfast, lunch, dinner and snack time I HAD to eat and stare at that piece of bubble gum for a week. I have never forgotten it and needless to say I never stole anything again but I also never chewed bubble gum again either. OK I'm off to bed with a smith but I won't dream of bubble gum. Kristina |
Good Morning I have been thinking over todays prompt. Obsession, unable to help myself, I reverted back to my nursing days and analyzed how this could be viewed. Technically, one could think that an obsession is something that is done repeatedly consistently. For instance, compulsive obsession is a behavior that one can't help repeating- i.e.. washing one's hands, towels in one position, can goods facing out one way or any behavior that one can not refrain from. A thin grey line runs between this type of obsession and the obsession that takes the form of something that one deeply cares about and can't refrain from doing. I was first going to claim that my laptop and internet access was what I was obsessed about, then I asked myself why? My answer at that time was, well so I can research, write, get email and talk to friends. While all that is true, but why? Well I'd be bored stiff without it - OK- but why? I could go on and on. What it really all boils down - is the question- what are really you doing that's make the laptop and the internet so important to you? My answer for myself - creating! I love to create, be it in the kitchen, crafts sewing but most of all writing. Writing has not only offered me a way to create but (especially here at WDC) I have learned to believe in myself and my ability as a creator. Through writing, I fell free. So to answer todays prompt, I must say, I am the most obsessed about the ability to create. Kristina |
| Introvert or extrovert - that is the question. Well I am not sure what category I fit into- If I come across an issue that is being imposed on people that I and others view it as unfair, then I am a extrovert cause I will fight tooth and nail to change it. I did it when CA wanted to cut out school buses and I said no way, my kids or my neighbors kids are walking with no cross walks or guards and I fought .......AND won! If it comes to being just nosey - then I guess I am an introvert- I believe if someone wanted to know their business... they would tell me -however- if butting in prevents theft or injury - then I am an extrovert. I was raised not to speak unless spoken to. Well as you can see here, I don't follow that to close anymore I guess I am both - here on WDC I am definitely an extrovert and I love to gab, write, gab, gab, gab and oh yea write Kristina |
Such a grand group to belong to I know I haven't been a member long and I've had a sluggish start but I am so honored to have been accepted into the group. Everyone here is so friendly and when they blog or email me, I can feel the warmth coming to me. The advantages of being a member is: Friendship: disadvantages? you are missing a grand group if you don't become a member: To change anything? Don't you dare! I love the prompts and enjoy the challenge to keep me writing, I know I can share my thoughts (or basically vent) and all is well, at least it frees my mind and allows the creative juices to flow once more. I feel as though I can ask any question regarding writing and I can receive an answer if there is one to give. I love this group and thank you for allowing me to participate.Kristina |
HowdIE  Just finished Chapter One. whewwww!!! Gotta go in and fix some typos and reword a couple of- Your welcome to read Kristina |
| Hi, yea people I'm still here First of all please forgive me for not blogging sooner. Thank you so much for accepting me into the group. I have to giggle about the prompt from the other day asking whether you are a leader or a follower - well... I am afraid I have been a FOLLOWER this week. I have been so far behind that I'm sure I trail everyone by 2 days or better. My novel writing 101 group, my circle of blogging friends, my email requests, my house work (UGH) --you name it- sometimes I feel exhausted before the sun comes up- but anyway I wanted to respond to todays prompt and add the Circle of Bogging Friends insignia my site. The prompt asks for one of my most pleasant surprises..... I have to say that I have had many through out my life it hard to choose just one. I decided on one that has also become a memory and is renewed yearly. It is the ability to attend the annual Pyle's Boy Camp Barbeque. It is a fund raiser for underprivileged boys. Oh sure they have a live country western band (OH YEA) and Budweiser stands (yum!), activities for the kids (everything from face painting to dunking local T.V. and radio hosts, fantastic food, raffles (sponsored by all the major businesses in town) and the list goes on and on. What I come home with every year is the feeling contentment. Not only have we contributed to a great cause, had a great time but we have had a quality and fun time with our family and friends and we are blessed with new friendships as well. It has become a family tradition. We started over forty years ago when we had to tote play pens, strollers and diaper bags. Now it is our children doing the toting. This May I get to receive my most favorite surprise again  Kristina |
| Been really busy working on my novel. It is really starting to jell together. I was so afraid that it wouldn't. |
Good morning, Well today is errand day been running everywhere. But I did have to go to Office Max for paper and ink jets. Paying for it I had a discouraging thought - Writers are not the tree's best friend- horrible thought huh.Well got to get back to business of writing. Working dialog assignments-- Well it looks like they caught up with that cop that was on a killing rage.-- well what's left of him anyway. Good too close to home for me Kristina |
| Good morning I woke up this morning thinking of all my "have to do's" then I thought WOW! I'm a real live blogger So I started playing again. Check out my port and my Bio I made some additions that I hope you find exciting.It's cold this morning, at least for here it is. It rained and snowed all weekend. The snow closed the grapevine (Hwy99) leading from the valley where I live towards LA. but going north towards Sacramento wasn't affected. Hey look on the bright side at least we weren't completely cut off from the outside which has been the case in the past Well time to get back to business - the business of writing and working on my novel. Hey did I mention I am part of the group Novel Writing 101? Great group and I am having so much fun SPONSOR MY NOVEL PLEASE Stop in when ever you have a chance |
| This my first blog and I hope to make it a success. Thank you Lonewolf for your patience in helping me create this. |
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