RAW AND REAL - TODAY WENT LIKE THIS!

Wow, I guess my life is destined to hold enough heavenly touch to keep me fascinated. Some I can't relate here, as yet... but I figure everything that needs said will... get said! No quote today. Just me being raw and real. Here goes!!!

Pretty profound stuff blooming all around me. A sad time filled with joy. If the grief cuts too deep, some random thing will lead me to some other random thing, then like a magical punchline everything fits and I'm standing on God's word, laughing at the puzzles my husband seems to be so involved in creating. He loved a good story, and he knows how my mind works; feels so much like i'm walking with him hand in hand from one clue to the next.

Today went like this... oh wait... a tiny bit of background needs said or all too soon I'll be the only one who knows what the hell I'm talking about. Long ago I began living by this rule for the sake of my mental health... Get up... Get dressed... make-up... hair... no excuses. I never doubted that once all that was done that whatever sort of day I was asked to live I'd have the strength. And I always did! Thank God!

When Warren got so ill he asked me to stop dying my hair and wearing make-up. He said I didn't need it. Wasn't even an issue after he mentioned it... if he could stand to look at me without it I could do the same. In a weird way it kinda felt like a vacation. Girls we spend some time and energy there... I gladly donated it to my monkey! But this morning I began to utilize the strength building no excuse maxim that has saved my sanity more times than I can count. Minus the hair dye. I love it as is!

I let my mind drift, remembering the many times that this exercise kept me from losing my sense of self. I shouted silently to myself. "WOMAN,REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE!" I spoke gently, but with some sass out loud to Warren. "Dude, I'm doing this for me... don't you go getting yourself all wadded up!" Done with the task at hand, I marched back to my place here. I went to my Facebook page SISTERHOOD SUPPORT. Clicked on notes and this is what appeared. Wasn't looking for an answer, but one popped up in my face. In that moment, frozen in time in my memory, I stood secure in his embrace. 

https://www.facebook.com/notes/sisterhood-support/the-importance-of-a-picture/199551097115907/

I didn't see a picture so I'll add one here. Of course it includes my monkey who answered me so quickly that it drove me to toss out all quotes and just talk about my day and how despite all the pain the joy is almost mountain high. Sharing it with you, seemed the right thing to do. Quotes? Real and raw? Only time will tell! God Bless Us Everyone!!!  

New Ground Or Old Weeds

TODAY'S QUOTE:
"We have a choice: to plow new ground or let the weeds grow.".... Jonathan Westover

I know this is not the quote I listed as first to be posted by me since early 2017, but I was led to this instead. God did not much like my notion of waiting until the office was ready. I tried writing that post and the laptop kept blocking my ability to get anything done. When I tried with this quote... well as you can see the laptop was very supportive of my efforts. The reason only God knows, but that suits me, just fine. I'm simply grateful to be able to do what brings me joy! Merry Christmas MEEE!!!

Just in case you forgot the quote-
"We have a choice: to plow new ground or let the weeds grow.".... Jonathan Westover

*Takes a deep breath. Ready or not, here we goooo!

Life overflows with choices such as this, worded differently, but all meaning the same thing... grow or stagnate. Take new independent steps or follow a predictable rutted path? It is foolish to expect anything to change if you always do what you have always done. I think most of us are fools, from time-to-time, but I hope that a great number of us come to realize that once you learn the lesson moving on becomes mandatory. Why retake a course you already passed? Keep stepping!

Afraid of change? Ask yourself some simple questions before you give up trying. How much life can be gotten from a tight little orbit where fear is the gravity that holds you in place? What kind of garden can be grown without effort or stamina? What new ground can a person ever hope to claim if they are rooted inside of an uncomfortable, yet familiar rut? Is where you stand, where you truly want to remain? 

Sometimes, the simple act of holding onto what you have takes all you have to give. Risk giving more for the sake of your own evolution. Change is not for the faint of heart. Tragedy or heartache forcefully induces it more often than any other inspiration. Whatever the cause it can be a banquet for those who hunger for more than what is so meagerly dealt out by circumstances we can never hope to control. Choose to explore.

Till as large of a garden as you can manage. Anything too small or too large guarantees failure of one sort or another. Plant it with as many different kinds of seeds as possible, but save one long row for the seemingly impossible. Tend your garden with loving care. Rid it of weeds, protect it from scavengers, feed it with hope, water it with longing, and harvest a healthy crop.

Eat your fill, store some for the hard times... then share its bounty with the ones you see peeking over the edge of the rut you used to inhabit. Be someone else's inspiration. I love you, my monkey! Think about it.... let it ride.... then YOU decide!!!!