Cold, Cold, Go Away!

I have a nasty cold.  I don’t know how I could get a cold, with all the sunshine and warmth around me, but I have a cold.  I didn’t ask for it, I promise.  In fact, I didn’t kiss my handsome husband for over a week in pursuit of NOT getting a cold.  What a loss.  😦

Anyway, one of the blessings that comes with having a cold is the need (but not always the ability) to rest while recouping.  Well, I haven’t had that luxury too much over the past few weeks, but one day not too long ago I did take a few minutes to catch up on some cuddling with my (gasp–almost school-age) little guy while watching some Pride and Prejudice (2005).  I was struck this go-round with the scene when Elizabeth is pleading with her father for permission to marry Mr. Darcy.  She talks about how she was wrong and how she really does love him (touching, right?).  What I loved about this moment was not her tribute to his character or her admission of her own pride but the fact that nothing went as Lizzie planned, yet she still got all she wanted–marriage to a man she loved while maintaining her own identity–with even “more fine carriages than Jane [would have marrying Mr. Bingley].”

Pride & Prejudice
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I think that’s where I am.

In my life, with all the plans I could make (though I do continue to set goals and achieve them at times), I’m not prepared for all the twists and turns that have come my way.  Still, I am happy.  I have more than enough and to spare for myself and my family (& I can say that even while suffering through this heinous cold that woke me up before 5 a.m. in search of cold medicine and VapoRub more than once last week).  So, hooray for a crazy cold!  Hooray for being able to think for ourselves and choose what we want out of life!  Hooray for counting blessings and maintaining positive attitudes!  Hooray for being me, today, in a place I could’ve never imagined, but where I have all I need and most everything I could want.

Hooray!

🙂

Being Conscious

As I sit here tapping away on my keyboard to “Radio” by Hot Chelle Rae (how cute is that song?) and sipping on my protein shake following a decent workout, I’m pondering a thought from Honest Rachael, who posted to the world about spreading a little more love throughout the entire month of February.  I loved her insightful blog post and commented that I would join her in spreading a little more love throughout the month.  The thought I had this morning, though, is that in order to spread love or give of ourselves or do anything somewhat extraordinary (which happens daily for some people) is to BE CONSCIOUS.

If I just go along my merry way, letting life take me where it will, then I will most likely be tossed to and fro (physically as well as emotionally) without truly regarding my own personal power to do something.  I can do my little workout each morning, spend time in personal devotion, write a blog, do dishes & laundry, cook, clean, and do whatever else I do in a given day with little motivation or notice of the days and weeks and months and years that pass…or I can be conscious of my life and my time and live deliberately–making goals and feeling accomplishment and power and influence.

I have been touched by those who live to conquer fear and reach their goals–no matter how lofty and far-reaching.  One of these people is Evan Sanders, who recently completed a book and writes a blog about becoming a better man.  I admire his courage and leaps of faith as he has struggled through adversities with amazing positivity and the vision of what he wants to do and who he will become.  Way to go, Evan!  Just reading a post from him gives me a push to keep going and want to be better.  🙂

Well, my protein shake is almost done, and I need to hit the shower…but I will leave you with this question, a thought, and a few Happy Monday tunes.  First the question:  How can you be more conscious of your decisions and the way you spend your time?

Here’s the thought:  You have personal power and the love you show may be someone else’s inspiration…so get to work!!!!

And, of course, the music: 🙂



And, as always, HUGS!

I dusted the lampshade…

Five of them, actually.  I dusted the five small shades that sit atop those bulbs that remind me of the ones my mother used to buy to put in the plastic electric “candles” that she put in the window for Christmas.  The entire fixture is hanging by a chain the color of ebony, with an equally dark cord interwoven through the chain’s links.  Our kitchen table is under this light, and it gets turned off and on myriad times during a given day as we eat and clean and dance and cook in the kitchen.

Today, following a good floor scrubbing (“Sing, Sweet Nightingale” anyone?), I noticed these miniature lamp shades and wondered if they could be wiped down in order to remove the dust which had built up on each’s sloped, cone-like contours.  I dampened a paper towel lightly, perched upon a chair to reach, and began wiping.

The shades didn’t magically transform into crisp, clean, cream-colored shades.  But, some of the dust did come off of them (and I have the grey-stained paper towels in my trash can to prove it).

As I had a small amount of clean paper towel after dusting the fifth shade, I walked toward the light switch panel and wiped off marks from multiple fingers…and I switched the light I had just dusted from OFF to ON…and guess what I saw….

LIGHT!

And the light was brighter than it had been previously.  Just doing a little dusting could do that?  I was amazed.

Then, I began to think of places in my life that might need a little dusting so they can shine a little brighter…and I decided to blog about my experience so I could ponder along with you, my dear friends.

What parts of your life might need to be cleaned up a bit in order for you to feel illuminated?  What goal(s) will you set today in order to accomplish this feat?  (You are totally up for it! I believe in you!!!!)  Feel free to talk to me in the comment box or on Facebook or Twitter.  I LOVE to hear what you are thinking…!  Sending hugs, as always!

Do You NaNoWriMo?

As November’s end is fast approaching, I am behind a bit on my word count (last week brought to our home some illness as well as the holiday that many of you also celebrated).  As of this moment, word count weighs in at 42,644, which, on my word processing program, equates to 153 pages.  Over dinner a week or so ago with some friends, he joked, “Why don’t you just go back to school and use it as a dissertation?”  Some day….

By the end of yesterday, the magic number according to 1,667 words per day would be 43,342…and at the close of today, the goal is 45,009.  Since I had several 800 (maybe) word days during the holidays, and I know I can pull a 4,000 word day (I have already once this month), I’m feeling the energy (even though I’m still below goal) of the magnitude of finishing this amazing feat.  I’m compiling a list of lessons learned this month, which I hope to post at the conclusion of November.

And, I’m wondering how I am going to celebrate….

And I want to give you a shout-out to keep writing!  Your words have a powerful effect on your soul and the lives of others…even if you think you are writing in a private journal or blogging in your own little corner of cyberspace or publishing books–YOUR WORDS ARE IMPORTANT.  Continue to develop your voice and use it–and share it with the world.  You have value beyond measure.  Feel that power and write with it!

Here is one of my favorite “raise your voice” songs:

Strip Me – Natasha Bedingfield

I knew I should’ve written it down….

So, this morning, I had a fantastic thought on which to expound today, and then tie it all in with the Single of the Week…but, of course, I’ve lived a thousand lives and even more thoughts since 7:12 this morning…and, alas, I have forgotten the thought about which I was going to blog…!  🙂 C’est la vie!

Still, the Single of the Week (FREE on iTunes starting today) starts really mellow, and the vocal is smooth and soothing…almost hypnotizing.  Personally, I try to stay away from music that is so powerful I feel almost intoxicated…like I am losing control of my senses..because I don’t like for music to play with me that way.  I enjoy music that is uplifting and inspiring, but I know that I have to be careful with what I put into my ears and ultimately into my brain (see post I and post II regarding the power of the mind to recall through sensory stimulation)…so, though I like the sound and the cost is agreeable (did I mention it’s free?), The Weeknd’s song “Twenty Eight” will probably not become part of my music library.

And, just to update, I’m back on the bandwagon for NaNoWriMo.  I was falling short, and the words weren’t flowing, and I had expressed some frustrations in the form of a rant while stirring ground turkey into taco meat over my gas stove last night.  After our evening of dinner, discussion, calendaring, ice cream cones, and a Spotify dance party with our kiddos, I was creating a playlist of Christmas music through my Spotify account (wasting time?…maybe…well, yes, actually).  I was contemplating letting my novel lie in the recesses of my hard drive when my husband stood behind me, observed my mouse moving songs from list to playlist on the desktop, and asked, “So, are you going to write tonight?”

His words rang in my ears as support, love, and desire for me to fulfill a goal I set for myself (and, though I do my share of complaining, I really am grateful for who he is).  I opened my novel, slid down through the sixty-something pages, and began again.

I am grateful for beginning again….