My Last Post

This will close the blogging year for me, my last post of 2010. Does one truly close a year? Do we file it away in the memory portion of our conscience, only to use it as reference? What really is a year to remember?

For me I will be starting the New Year in exactly the same place I started the last; under-educated, unemployed but hopeful as ever. Yes, I said hopeful. This past year taught me many new things; including the fact hope comes in small comment forms.

One small comment after another led me to smile. Smiles led to a tinge of hope and hope led me to, “Oh, yes I can.” It has been your consistent comments that have allowed me to believe again in, “The world truly is my oyster.” 

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A Christmas Wish

As I sit to write this, I realize most all you will be waking to a holiday. I, on the other hand am waking to another 2” of snow and very thankful I do not have to travel today. Tomorrow, why tomorrow?

Tomorrow will be our Christmas. With all my siblings in the medical industry it is fair to assume someone would pull the holiday, this year two. Mother, as only mothers can do, declared Sunday our day of celebrating. Yeap, she moved Christmas.

This is nothing new. Growing up the child of a fireman, I was fed many a tale as to why Santa either came on Christmas eve or was late. See, story telling is in my blood.

Any who… Sunday I will load Ms. Twister and myself in the car, go pick up granny and head to the hollers. Today I come to offer you a very Merry Christmas.

I hope you are opening the gift you asked for, you are with those who fill you heart with love and that the aroma from the kitchen is driving you crazy. Merry Christmas my beautiful followers!

I’m off to hunt down the elves who left all those tiny elfin beer cans in my yard and Santa needs to pick up after his deer.

Peace….

Technorati Tags: Christmas,Holidays,Wishes,Feliz Navidad,Trying To Get Over The Rainbow

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So, Am I on Your List?

When you look back, tally your naughty or nice score, which is it? Do you expect a lump of coal or that very special gift? Will Santa pay you a visit or will Rudolph turn the light out and head north? 

I started thinking, “what do I really want for Christmas?” I started a list, below is what I came up with. Hope I make someone’s shopping list.

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I Have a Message For You...

To all you lovely followers, I have noticed the tremble in your words. Some due to personal strife, some due to electronic dilemmas, some are cursing NaNo and some of us are just weary from all the political rhetoric. So for all of you?!

I say thank you, I encourage you and I am calling you. Your kind words have again given me flight. I’m trying my best to pass back some cheer your way, in whatever cyber form I can. In return you have sent me wings. How do I top that?

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Do You Hear a Rythmic Chant?

I long to just become still. To quiet my wandering ways, take time out and merely be. I seek the ability to explore my soul and revel in all that I have been. Forever doomed I wander and the universe calls my name. Move; forever move. Where does stillness really lie? 

With the whisper of the universe I shutter but continue on my way. There is no place I truly can call home and no place to be just me. With the dawning of the sun I arrive, watch silently from a far and then with darkness I am gone. Can you tell I was even there?

With the wandering comes solitude, no friend’s can I simply call. I smile at you, I kiss your feet but loneliness is what I see. Never noticing you walk past leaving footprints etched in sorrow. I will cover up your sorrow, erase away the footprints and with the setting of the sun, slip away. Am I not your friend?

I enunciate no words of wisdom but rather call to you with a rhythmic chant. I chant for you to listen, to hear my calming lull. Close your eyes, breath slowly; allow my cadence to answer the questioning of your soul. Can I not be the rhythm of your being?

This description is what I though of  when I saw the picture above. The wave to me reflects the stillness we all long to have. When we are not still it is as though we forgot our way home. Not finding home leaves us with the sorrow of solitude, but if we listen…

Close our eyes, breath slow and hear the rhythmic chant; I feel certain its cadence will calm our questioning souls.

Because if you don't listen...

Today may you actually listen to and hear your very own rhythmic chant.

Peace….

Technorati Tags: Wave,Tuesday,Hope,Trying to get Over The Rainbow,Jules

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Tuesday's Thought........Just A Lump of Clay

Listening to classic vinyl, she sat intently staring upon the broken down piece of clay there on the coffee table. “What on earth had possessed the artist to mangle such a piece of art?” she asked herself. What had forced such a transformation? Why had she felt the need to purchase such a piece?

As she continued to gaze, it became evident the piece had begun as another preconceived shape, “definitely it had started out as a more traditional piece,” she thought. And yet some reason the creative process had changed. Why? Why had a new vision emerged, what had transpired?

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