Miscellaneous

I've noticed some random, curious things on my walks lately.
I must write them down and share.

Welcome to Miscellaneous ...

I've lost count on how many adults I've seen learning / trying to roller blade.
All wobbly and scared looking.
Some are by themselves but, most have a confident friend by their side.
It is awesome.
I want to High Five ! each and every single one of them and say "YOU GOOOOO !!".
I just smile instead.
They are nervous but, they are trying something new.
YaY for them !

I had an older man wish me a "Good Afternoon" the other day.
I can't tell you the last time I was wished a Good Afternoon.
Good Morning.
Good Night.
Yep & Yep.
But, Good Afternoon ?
It's been forever.
fyi ...
I had a very good afternoon after I heard those words.
Thanks nice man !

I walked passed a mom and her baby recently.
Baby was in a stroller. Mom was on a power walking mission. 
Baby was happily kicking and looking around.
As we passed each other that baby stopped.
Just stopped.
She looked straight at me and gave me the biggest smile.
It was like I was in slow motion.
Baby playing. Baby stops everything. Baby looks at me. Baby smiles.

That's a sign.
All is right.
All is good.
I get it baby....!

I saw Wicker Walk Man.
I haven't seen him in a very long time.
For those who may be wondering ...
Yes.
He looked, I smiled, he looked away.
Nice to know some things never change !

And last but, definitely not least ...
There are two black squirrels.
Apparently, when black squirrel #1 broke out the other night he was just leaving to get the Mrs.
I hope to see little baby black squirrels soon.
I anticipate their adorableness.

Don't ya love it ?!?
I know I do.
Here's to more miscellaneous this and that's.

&
Here's to a Happy Day !!

:)

After This

I've been reading about the afterlife these days.
It fascinates me.

What happens after this ?

I remember taking classes in college about death, dying and such.
These were classes I wanted to take not required or easy credit.
I found the topic so very interesting even back in the day.

But, life suddenly happened.
I got busy.
My afterlife questions got put on the shelf.

Until recently.
Now I can't seem to get enough.
The questions keep coming.
I'd say I've awakened.

So in my quest for knowledge I've stumbled across a few past life / reincarnation books.
& it makes me wonder.

My first reaction to any confrontation is to hide.
Cover up and hide and it will go away.
I've always been this way.
Don't know why.

The thought of being under an overpass especially if a train is sitting on that overpass  =  absolutely terrifying.

Ooooh, it really makes me wonder.

Cutting the grass, raking leaves, stacking wood and shoveling snow.
I ADORE that kind of stuff....!

Even little things like colors (orange !), vegetables (broccoli), days of the week (I love Tuesdays).
or
The feeling I get when I pick up my guitar to practice my strumming.
or
My never ending obsession with trees, clouds and nature.

I'm finding things in me that I didn't even know were there.
& it's awesome.

So yes.
I do wonder.
I do wonder a lot.

Past lives ?
Reincarnation ?
Maybe / maybe not.
But ...it makes sense to me.
Because it's helping me make sense of me.

I am finding my answers.
I'm finding me.

I think I'll keep wondering.

:)



 

Forrest & Friends

I've seen a black squirrel on my walks lately.
That's unusual for these parts.
We have grey ones.
And yes, they are cute in their grey little way but, have you ever seen a black squirrel ?!?
Adorable.

People walking the trail will stop dead in their tracks and say "Hey ! There's a black squirrel !"
It's that cool.
Pictures have been taken.
Crowds are gathering.
He's reached celebrity status.

My dad walks the trail in the mornings so I asked if he had seen the black squirrel yet.
I think he thought I needed new glasses.
"A black squirrel...?! ....there's no black squirrels in these parts..."
Then he saw the little guy.
He believes.

So as I'm walking by the black squirrel the other day I see him sneakingly crawl under the fence and head for the main road.
Breaking out of the joint is what he was doing.
I wanted to stop him and tell him the woes of life in the big city.
& as I thought "Come back"  in my Rose / Titanic voice, he scurried away.
Maybe fame was just too much for him to handle.

There will always be a home for you at our park little black squirrel.

I continued walking.

There is a man who runs the path.
I see him quite often.
He looks like Forrest Gump so that's what I've named him in my head.
Forrest and I usually travel  in the opposite direction but, lately he has shaken things up.
He's a counterclockwise guy now.

So Forrest runs by me.
He nods his head my way like he does.
Immediately after Forrest passes me a fawn darts out of the woods and follows him.
Forrest had no idea that a fawn was gleefully running behind him.
But, I did.
It was awesome !

I grabbed my phone to take a picture but, my fumbling fingers weren't fast enough.
The moment was gone.
darn.

I continued walking.
Happy critter thoughts were now in my head.

As I finished my walk it hit me ....
A man named Forrest
A lovestruck fawn
&
A runaway celebrity squirrel.

There HAS to be a sign, story or song in there somewhere !

:)

Must Do

Here is a list of things I should do today :

Clean the bathroom.
icky

Organize the pool stuff in the garage.
aka organize the whole garage
ouch

Prepare the wood stove for the cold days that are already here.
but I don't wanna ...!

Rake the leaves and other outside stuff.
tomorrow tomorrow I love you tomorrow

My daily, miscellaneous this and thats
I'm told I'm the Queen of Dilly-Dally but, I'm also quite good at lollygagging.

Ok.
Now, here is a list of things I want to do today :

Hide upstairs and write.
the words keep floating around in this head of mine

Get back to business with Mandy and Nate.
Mandy = my guitar
Nate =  my online guitar lesson guy

Finish the book I'm reading.
it's so good !

Wicker Walk.
ahhhhhhhh.

What to do....? ...What to do .....?
Hmmmmmm.

Here is a list of what will probably be my today :

Get sidetracked by something or someone and get a grand total of nothing done.
it's true

Except my walk.
My walk is my must.
My walk is my happy heart !

Yep.
I may have a big ol pile of To Dos to do but, I just gotta do what I gotta do.

Happy ! Happy !

:)

My Dream

I usually know what I'm going to write by the time I start writing every morning.
Today ?
I got nothing.

Just nothing.

I had a keeper of a dream though.
So ...
I will write about my dream.

Before I tell my dream I need to say that I've been looking for signs lately.
I'm big on signs.
Signs that let me know I'm on the right path.
Signs that keep me on track.
Either I'm not noticing or I'm not getting cause there have been no signs noticed for quite awhile.

Rats.

So.
My dream.

I got a phone call.
The person on the other side of the phone was very, very excited.
She said the jingle
(yes, jingle)
I had written was chosen by some so and so to be THE jingle of their radio station.
My jingle was perfect.
It was awesome.
I need to come to the radio station located in Chicago to sing the jingle.
(yes, sing)
Be there on Friday.
This is the best jingle ever and I will sound terrific when I sing it.
She was VERY enthusiastic.
"OK !"
"YES ! I'LL BE THERE !"
"YAY ! for me and my jingle !" I said all happy and content.
"Goodbye ! See you on Friday !"
Suddenly, there were unfamiliar people standing all around me.
Most were nice but, some were very grumpy.
I kept looking for a familiar face when I spotted a friend of mine.
I went up to my friend and started freaking out.
I kept saying things like "I can't do this " and  "I can't even sing !".
And the thought of going to that radio station to sing my jingle on Friday turned to terror in my head.
It was like I was in a horror movie.
I gotta get outta here !!!!
EEK 
My friend quietly stood in all my panic and chaos and kept calmly repeating  "Whatever you do, don't give up."
Over and over.
Whatever you do, don't give up.

Then I woke up.

Now that I've had a cup of coffee and time to think, I believe I got the sign I've been wanting.

Thanks, friend.

Whatever I do, I won't give up.

:)

Not sure what I'll do about singing that jingle on Friday though ... 

Fess Up Speaking

It's Friday.
I've got some fessin to do

Today's Fess Up ?

I'm a chicken when it comes to speaking in public.
Yep.
I'm actually pretty terrified of it.
TER. RIF. IED.

Put me in a room of more than one person waiting for my words  ...

..... BREAKING NEWS .....
 There will be no words because my brain has frozen.

Yikes.
& I mean YIKES.

Put me in that same room, one on one, with any human being on this planet and I'm good.
I'm real good.
In fact, I can pretty much guarantee me and Mr./Ms. One on One will walk out of that room as friends.

It's funny.
I can write and write and keep on writing about anything that pops in my head.
When it comes to vocalizing those very words...?
I got nothing.
Nothing.

It's funny too, that one of my Bucket List wishes is to be the talk of the town in a Karaoke Bar.
I'm talking me, a mic and everyone anticipating my arrival.
I'm talking I sang so well and the crowd loved me so much ...oh my gosh ..they are singing my praises for days ...!
DAYS !
And no belly full of beer allowed.
It's just me and awesomeness.
ooooooo yeah !

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
Right.

I'm pretty sure I was a singer or a public speaker in another lifetime.
I guess it ain't happening in this one.
Rats.

Hey, maybe since I've fessed up and acknowledged my failure I will conquer my fear !?!?

Uhhh no.
No can do.

I am a speaker in public chicken.
I am.
I so am.

Cluck ! Cluck !

Fess ! Fess !

:)

Ups and Downs

Everyone has their ups and their downs.
I know I sure do.
One day is absolutely positively the best day ever ! ! !
The next day ...... ugh.

Sometimes the down days can hit hard.

I remember two specific times where I hit an emotional rock bottom.
Two times where, in my mind, it could not/would not get better.

So there I was.
Emotionally drained.
My tank dead dry out of gas.
Don't really know why but, I picked up a bible and started flipping pages.

I found the psalms.

My answer was handed to me right then and there.
The words written for me.
Two simple sentences on two very different occasions.
Handed to me when I needed them most.

Those words helped me.
Those words changed me.
Those words are in my brain forever.

I am not a shouter from the rooftop person.
I am not a crazy religious person.
I'm just me.

I was hurting.
I found those psalms.
It helped.
&
It still helps.

Just thought I'd share.

:)