DIGGING FOR GOLD


I’m back for Day 3 of my “Write Something New Every Day” series. No poem tonight. I thought I would spend a little more time on imagery instead.

I went a little crazy with color and I seriously had no idea what to make of this piece until I stopped to look at it for a few minutes. I realized that this boy looks like he is digging for something. It reminded me of myself, and my constant searches for treasure—rainbows, silver linings, or maybe even gold.

I see how these searches can lead to problems. For one, if you look at this boy… he has his head down, looking at where he is digging. He is missing out on all of the bright and wonderful colors that are dancing around him. He’s not paying attention to anything but his digging! He’s so busy looking for what he can’t find, that he doesn’t see what he has.

Anyway, I’m doing better today. I turned in my paper and it felt as though the weight of the world was lifted from my shoulders. A little exaggeration there, but I did do a little happy dance… so today was a beautiful day. There’s still more to do, but that was the heavy item so the rest should be a breeze.

That’s about all for now. It’s freezing here again and it’s time to bury myself in the covers.

Until next time…

Peace & Love!!

No gold-digging for me; I take diamonds! We may be off the gold standard someday.

Mae West

It’s My Party

Life is like a balloon. If you never let yourself go, you’ll never know how far you can rise.

I’m featuring a new portrait today, inspired by Ragtag’s Word of the Day: Party. My great niece looks a little shy back there, hiding behind all of those balloons, but don’t let her appearance fool you. She’s a bundle of energy and excitement, a constant source of entertainment, and she never tires… kind of like a traveling party! Anyway…

It’s a little after noon right now and the thermometer just hit 102 degrees. All I can say is… I’m melting………

That’s about all for now.
Have a beautiful day!

Happy Anniversary!

Mere color, unspoiled by meaning, and unallied with definite form, can speak to the soul in a thousand different ways. Oscar Wilde

Would you believe that today marks exactly two years for me here on the blog? Another week and I’ll also reach two years and seven months sober. Praise God for that! Time flies when you’re busy making plans, that’s for sure.

Speaking of making plans, I had an epiphany recently. One of the students in my English class mentioned something about changing how society views a certain subject. I can’t remember what it was she was referring to, but that’s not really the point anyway—it’s what happened after. Grinning, our professor reminded the class that they were young, and that they had their whole lives ahead of them to change the world.

At first, I felt a little sad. There I sat, surrounded by teens and young adults—the oldest probably 26 years old—and I was… well… somewhere in my fifties. Somehow his words just struck me. It’s not often that I get discouraged, but the realization that I’m getting a really late start on a few things kicks in every now and then, and this was definitely one of those times.

A few days later, as the professor’s words drifted in and out of my head, I felt a little envious of those fortunate souls who “have their whole lives ahead of them.” That’s when I had the epiphany—or maybe it was that small, still voice that speaks to my heart—and I realized that no matter which way you look at it…

…I have my whole life ahead of me too!

We all do!
—Stay encouraged—

It’s never too late to be what you might have been.

Guarded

My Mood Today is: Guarded

Reckless Abandon

If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing. 1 Corinthians 13:1-3

Love with reckless abandon is a term that Gil uses often, and I think most of you know by now that he was NOT referring to it in the romantic sense. Not for now, anyway. At church this morning, while attempting to sing No Longer Slaves, the emotions I’ve been feeling these past few days welled up inside… and the waterworks began.

I knew it was going to happen the second that the music started. It was definitely a confirmation that today’s mood is LOVE. Just as it should be.

You split the sea
So I could walk right through it
My fears were drowned in perfect love
You rescued me
and I will stand and sing…

I am a child of God

God is great, and He is LOVE! ♥♥♥