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The Beat Goes On

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I surely miss wakening up to those early sundrenched mornings of past summers. I have taken so many things for granted – that they will always be here. Now comes the hard lesson. It isn’t so and they’ve never been. I’m realizing the value and the pleasure of those simple/ not so simple ordinary/not so ordinary things. So far this summer I’m still waking up in darkness in July and slipping into my warm fuzzy housecoat. What I now know is, nothing is for sure.

Let me not cry my blues and whine about the weather like I usually do. I want and am leaning towards it. Let me see if I can change my thoughts and words. It’s another day and the beat goes on. It is what it is. I have to join the band. How I play in it is my choice, but at least I’m participating, being actively involved. I’m doing the best I can. It’s all I can ask of myself.

I’ve always found words magical and healing. I inhale and exhale words and thoughts. They’re oxygen and medicine for my heart and soul. They soothe and smooth me. They can help me find the way out of the deep dark woods of my thoughts. It’s a good reason for me to show up here daily. It’s a good mental health practice, similar to brushing our teeth. Both benefit our physical and mental well being.

Today is the second day of the Ultimate Blog Challenge. Having broke the ice yesterday, it isn’t quite as difficult coming to my keyboard. The effort yesterday gave me a little extra gas for catching up on daisy yellow index-card-a-day challenge. I was stuck at day 27 and had no desire to go on. I was able to push myself to do a few more cards – day 28 – 30. I’m almost caught up. Halfway through the index card challenge.

Lost in the woods.
Chuckles
I’m so happy.

THE BEAT GOES ON – Day 177-188 in a year of…

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Day 177- 188, January 30, 2017 @5:10 pm

I have really let time slipped away on me. I am still purposeful and mindful of making changes. What is most important to me is being flexible and not having a rigid mindset, unable to see another’s point of view. I thought doing something different every day would be a good way to go. I have fallen behind somewhat and slipped back into my comfort zone of not doing. It is not a bad thing. That’s a human thing – to slip. The thing is to come back and resume.

I have been struggling to stay on track in January. It hasn’t gotten the best of me but I have been tested. I’m struggling now, wanting to retire to my recliner with my tea and close my eyes. But I can be pesky. I continue to tap and tap. I hope the rhythm can give me the push I need to go the distance to the finish line.

I’m struggling but I’m not slouching. I get up, dress up. I haven’t shown up here for awhile but I’m still stepping, lifting, tabataing, swimming – doing the aerobics for my heart.  For my soul, I’m doing the online class Paint Your Heart and Soul 2017 and an art history class on the university campus. Life is a little busy. I’m a little tire. I need to get use to doing a little more, complaining a little less. But the beat goes on. I want to sing a better tune tomorrow.

 

THE BEAT GOES ON – day 105 in a year of..

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Day 105, November 7, 2016 @6:10 pm

img_7811The days are marching by, one by one.   There’s sunshine. The flight of birds in the sky and the rustling of leaves in the breeze. Autumn in its finest.  I must not tarry – lost in dreams.   I must march along. The beat goes on.  And so do I on this November day.

I have been distracted and wandered off.  But I’ve come back.  I am learning that it is our nature to be distracted, thinking a million thoughts at once.  I’m learning to bring myself and my wandering mind back again and again.  It will always be this way.  And what an interesting and exciting way it is.

This morning as most every Monday, Wednesday and Friday mornings, we were off to Val’s exercise class at the YWCA.  I credit this class for clearing my brain fog and easing my anxiety.  They are pretty good motives for me to return again and again.  Val and the class are other reasons.   They are so full of enthusiasm, energy and camaraderie.  Today was a tabata workout.  If you don’t know what it is, here’s a YouTube video.  I believe our class is much harder workout!

The day is getting on.  Supper is almost ready.  I’m getting restless and distracted again.  My writing is a bit sloppy and disjointed.  I’m out of practice and concentration.  I will end it here and come back tomorrow.  The beat will go on.  I have much to write about.

 

AND THE BEAT GOES ON

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It is exactly Frinday and time for Friday Fictioneers.  We gather each week to tell our stories of approximately 100 words inspired by a photo prompt.  We are hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple.  Here’s my 100 words this week.  My story is inspired also by being lost most of my life.  I have no sense of direction.  Sometimes it makes for good stories.  Thank goodness for Google map.

rainy-night

PHOTO PROMPT -© Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

The rain came in torrents, drumming down on the roof.  She could hardly think.  She covered her ears with her hands, lowering her head on the steering wheel.  Thank God she was alone!  There was no witness to her inepitude.

She sat.  There’s no need to rush.  There’s no place to go.  She was lost!  Worse, she couldn’t figured out which button/lever to turn on the wipers.  There was no manual.  She checked.  She couldn’t find the radio either.

She should have checked it all out before she left the rental place.  Should have, could have.  The beat goes on.