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To My Younger Self

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I’m a week into the April Ultimate Blog Challenge. So far, so good but I’m hitting that sticking spot of what to write next. I’m also into April Love 2025 photo challenge on FB and Instagram. Yesterday’s word prompt, bucket list worked in getting me started. So I’ll see if the prompt, to my younger self works today as well.

It’s not easy to address myself. If I was to have a conversation with my younger self, I would tell her not to be so serious all the time. I would tell her that she is a child and this is her time to play, make mistakes and learn. I would tell her she’s not all that powerful, that not everything is her fault. She is not responsible for the world, everybody and everything in it.

It’s not easy to offer love and compassion to oneself. It’s even harder to forgive. I hold myself to a higher measuring stick than others. But if I could, I would tell my younger self I love her and am proud of all her efforts. I would tell her to take things as they come. Make it simple. Make it easy. It will all turn out.

UBC Day 14 & 15 – Wabi Sabi, Repeat

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I am here again, trying to stay afloat in this writing challenge. I’m feeling like Bill Murray in the movie, Groundhog Day, waking up to the same tune on the radio every morning and to the same morning over and over again. That was my take on the word repeat for the Daisy Yellow Index Card a Day Challenge. I figure it’s a good prompt to write on as well. When I am stuck, I’ll use anything for a springboard. Word(s) can paint a picture in my mind’s eye. Conversely, a picture can evoke a story. Word and photo prompts work for me.

I’m feeling I’m in some horror movie these days, waking up to the same cloudy and smokey morning. It was still dark at 6 am. It is only July 15th. Too early for fall. It stayed like that most of the day till now at almost 8 pm. The clouds and smoke are just lifting. There’s a weak display of sun. I had to go out and tap my kitchen window shut to keep the smoke out earlier in the day. It had shifted and I could not properly close it. The kitchen was quite smokey. I hope tomorrow brings better things – more sun, less smoke.

The world looks and feels apocalyptic. It’s either fire or flood somewhere in the world. I hear James Taylor singing his song:

I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain
I’ve seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I’ve seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I’d see you again

In these weird climatic change times, it’s difficult for me to appreciate wabi sabi, the Japanese art of finding beauty in imperfection and impermance. Wabi sabi is another prompt from my DYICAD challenge. I thought my parsnips made an excellent demonstration of the imperfect and impermanent. Having looked at their strange shapes for awhile, I have to confess they are rather beautiful with their tangles of long and curly roots. And they were delicious in my beef stew of many ingredients.

Since life is full of things that can’t be changed, it is helpful to adopt the wabi sabi outlook. It is much better to look for and study the beauty in the bleak, ugly and lonely that is our present world than being stuck in the muck. It would be a change instead of repeating over and over the same old that have not worked before.

OF PROMPTS, COMMENTS & OTHER THINGS

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NaBloPoMo_0614_298x255_prompts_0Wednesday, June 4, 2014 
Have you ever deleted a comment? What would make you delete a comment?

I have not ever deleted a comment from my blog. No wait, I have – spams, comments that have nothing to do with my posts.  That answers the second question, doesn’t it?  I would delete spams and hateful, rude, attacking, etc. comments.

And why not?  There’s no discussion in those kinds of comments. They do not gender connection or helping each other out.  They do not build positive outcome.  There!  Now let’s get on with the rest of the day.

IMG_5692We had a beautiful bike ride with Sheba in tow this morning. The streets were peaceful and quiet. The sky was overcast but the sun came out as we were riding out. There’s something about the early mornings that calm your soul.

I have finished planting the last of my tomatoes and onions.  I am feeling happy with my gardening efforts.  The tomatoes are looking great.  The Sunberry is blooming.  Will I be baking Sunberry pies this year?  The onions, radishes, lettuce, kale and kohlrabi are all showing up.  How splendid they look!

IMG_0854I got caught in the afternoon rain.  Once I was wet, there was no need to hurry any more.  I was past the point of “keeping dry”.  The only dry part was my head, thanks to my hat.  I hung it on my new shoe rack on the deck, along with my pants.  No, I did not have my umbrella with me.

But all is well.  The rain is gone and the sun is shining brightly on this mixed bag of a Wednesday.

WHO OWNS WHAT?

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NaBloPoMo_0614_298x255_prompts_0Tuesday, June 3, 2014
Who owns the comment section: the blog writer or the blog readers?

It’s Tuesday.  It’s sunny and warm.  I am tired and cranky.  Sheba is underfoot. Do I have anything to say about the above prompt?

In the real world, we own are responsible for whatever we do or say.  But what about in Blogsville or FaceBook or other social media?  That’s a little tougher.

I don’t have any rules about commenting.  I rely on WordPress to do its thing about filtering spams, etc.  I’m not quite up on the ins and outs of all this stuff even though I’ve been blogging for over a year.

So far, I haven’t attracted a lot of traffic, followers or comments. But I am happy with what I have.  I appreciate my readers, their likes and comments.  So far I haven’t angered or offended anyone. But then what I blog about doesn’t generate those kinds of responses.

However, I have been in an email group where people do get their emotions aroused over politics, religion and sometimes nothing.  The exchange could get personal and nasty, even though there was a rule about the delete button.  In the end I and many others had to leave the group.

In light of the experience, I say whoever has control of the delete button ( the writer) owns the comment section.  I appreciate comments that help me to become a better writer.  I appreciate respectful differences of opinion.  But I do not want to be viciously and personally attacked.  If I can wiggle my nose and push the delete button and pooof, I would do it!  Wouldn’t you?