Jarring subjects!

This story was reported on Yahoo News today...

"Oklahoma woman frees skunk stuck in a jar of peanut butter"

So, who do you feel worse for?  The woman or the skunk?

Good Times

Each person has a good time month in their life, that is special and specific just to them.  My month sits smack dab in the middle of October and November.  I didn't say it had to be a proper, calendar month.  

Looking back over my life, most momentous, life altering occurrences typically fall into my world somewhere between mid October to mid November.  Unfortunately, life is life, and life altering includes sad things. 

For me, I have had quite a few thumbs up moments, becoming a mother, learning I was a medium, return of lost acquaintances, and many more special memories.  The big ones all seem to have happened during "my month."

To balance out the sweet, and the sweet will always be balanced, are those just as painful moments, too.  My brother crossed twenty six years ago in "my month."  I think that was a crappy moment that balanced out all the good I had experienced in one quick breath. 

I sit in my office today looking out at the rain.  I see those millions of raindrops coating my sacred space in a nice blanket of energy conducting water.  Water being an excellent conduit, is a first class ticket to my deepest wishes.  I see those raindrops bringing me happiness, health and positive abundance in every way!

 This is a powerful time for me, and the best thing to do when "your month" arrives, is to expect the best.  I always say, ask for the universe, at the very least you will get the moon and stars, and that can only be a good thing. 

We fell into a honey hole with the weeks of rainy weather we have been getting in the south.  Use the gift we have falling in buckets all around us today - make your wishes count.  See in your minds eye, each raindrop bringing you closer to your own happiness.  The choice is always up to you.  Dwell on the pain of life and you will get more pain.  Believe yourself defeated and you will not win.  

Scrape away the grime, and look beyond the obvious, to see that tiny silver lining and in doing so, you will get more silver.  

Don't ask the rain to go away.  Pray for more.  Let your buckets run over with good times.  

Lessons from the eighties crowd.

Yesterday while at a salon, I was able to enjoy a rare treat.  There was the most interesting woman sitting next to me, talking about her long life of eighty years.  She has been a working nurse up to the age of about seventy eight and needless to say, she had incredible stories.  

Her first job was at the age of twelve.  Apparently she was tall for her age and was able to get room and board from the hospital she worked at by saying she was seventeen.  She lived at the hospital and began her career in health care washing baby bottles for eight dollars a week! 

I was unclear why she needed a job, and a place to live at twelve, but that is not the point of my story, or hers.  Many times, she said, " Well, that is what we all did!"  "All" meaning, everyone she knew.  "All" worked all day, everyday.  They all started their living for pennies and were glad to have them.  They took care of each other and extending a caring, helping hand was expected, not impressive.  

This morning I read a story in the news about a stay at home mom who had agreed to allow a few of her friends kids to hang at her house an hour before school, so their parents could go ahead off to work.  So what.  How many times did you do that when you were little?  You went to your friends house because mom was not home.  Sometimes, your friend came to your house because their mom was not home.  So what.  That is life.  

Well, apparently all these obnoxious kids hanging around irked the stay at home mom's neighbor and she complained to the state.  Shortly there after the nice stay at home mom gets a nasty gram from the state threatening her to immediately shut down her day care.  

First of all, when did she start running a day care.  When in this world did watching your friends kids require a permit or license.  Remember the old days that interesting nurse was talking about when everyone expected courtesy and a helping hand?  Apparently, in 2009 we have evolved so much and are so better for it, we now fine people for giving helping hands.  

Let's all say a rousing "Good God Ah-mighty" together, shall we?  Then let's just get over ourselves and realize we need to help each other.  We all need to have common sense and common courtesy again.  

Phooey Pumpkins

I have four pots on my back patio bought especially for this amazing pumpkin project I decided to build this year for fall.  My project was going to be a canopy of tiny Baby Boo pumpkins growing out of those four pots at the four corners of my space.  

The vines would grow and stretch up posts and across my lattice to completely cover my patio in a bewitching mixture of green and orange.  I was going to throw in some little twinkle lights and shazam- a pumpkin arbor!  Well, little did I know, God had other plans for me and my pots.  I ended up getting ill with a stomach issue, which left me unable to tend to my pumpkin pots.  Although they were watered sufficiently, all but one or two of the vines suffered some ailment or another....

Needless to say, my pumpkin arbor will have to wait for next year.  Perhaps I will start earlier with my seeds.  Use more compost. Soak the seeds in germinator mix before setting them in soil.  Or, maybe I will just throw my leftover seeds out into the yard by the compost bin and see what God can come up with.  My idea didn't work at all!

I will however, leave my kinda sad looking pots out on the patio until winter finally arrives.  Why?  Because the struggling vines remind me that no matter what ideas we come up with, God always has other plans for us...They also remind me that life is not always pretty.   We are blessed with flowers - they make us strive to work harder for that reward.  On the flip side, life is full of weeds, pests, and foiled ideas or goals.  

For me, there is always another day.  Always, another spring.  Always another packet of seeds full of ideas.  

Not to worry

I have been out of pocket for a few weeks getting some necessary "body" work done on, well...my body.  

In a week or two more I will be better than ever and blogging away - until then just roll it with - breathe...fall is coming and the cool air will help us all feel refreshed!

Random...

I find Twitter to be like a room full of people all talking about themselves at one time..And listening to no one....The sound is deafening.

It is a snapshot of reality.  Are we always about ourselves?

And another thing....

While I am on the subject of positive abundance, joy etc...It would be naive to believe that all of our experiences here on the planet are going to go that way.  

Losing a loved one is painful, but Joy can be found in their healing and knowing their suffering ended.  Joy can be found in remembering the moments you shared with them...That will forever and always be with you in your heart to call up at anytime you choose.  I know that pales to losing your best friend, brother, mother..You can find joy in it.  

Not all experiences here are going to appear good to you in anyway, yet, somehow change seems to move us in a good direction, even when we think all is lost.  

By asking for Joy, positive abundance and luck, you will call to you the best of every experience you have in front of you...  That means, per chance you might lose your job.  But unlike another, you are lucky, so you have one waiting on you to step into within days!  

The song was correct.  We were not promised a rose garden.  But God did say he would listen to our prayers, and if you are praying with intention, and open ended enough, he will help you through those tough times with maybe only a little scratch, instead of a total destruction!

I choose Joy, Positive Abundance, and WE are very lucky people!