The Space to Write

Quietness surrounds me; concentration pulls my thoughts together;  vision focuses to my notes and my laptop.  My body sits still on the bar stool, while my fingers do a tireless dance on the keyboard spewing words on the screen.  And,  the next thing I know, I’ve written something.  I read, re-read, edit, edit again, and once I enjoy my writing, I post!

Before I post:  I grab my space in time to write, because time keeps fleeting fast .  I write in between my responsibilities.  A habit that’s becoming addictive.  I miss it if I don’t do it.

My iPhone is always with me, wherever I go.  (I might as well embed it into my skin.)  In the house, I keep my laptop right on the kitchen counter-top, few steps away from the stove.  I have a drawer near the stove-top that carries my hand-writing supplies.  Paper, pen, pencils, and Sharpies.  I frequently jot down ideas on paper.  Later when I type, I refer to my paper notes.  A good system for me.

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When I sit down to write, I shift my mental gear.  I close all other thoughts and get focused on my notes, and start to elaborate on each point as I type on my blog.

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Enjoy your writing!

…thank you for visiting my blog…until next time…keep smiling:)

 

One-Word Inspiration – The word is: Home

When I was a young child, I never thought of the word home much.  I lived in a nice home with wonderful parents.  I went to school and returned home everyday and never thought of home as a home.  But it was a place where I wanted to be all the time. Home was just a nice place where I was really comfortable. When I was home after school, I would make sure I went outside my home to spend time with my friends.

Fast forward to now.  Now, I live in a nice home too.  I have a family.  My two kids are here at home. This house is now a home for my children.  I see how much the same they are.  This is a place where they are comfortable.  This is a place where they want to come to at the end of their day.   I think they are in the same state of being as I was when I was their age.  When they get older and are out in the big world…they’ll realize that they had a nice home.

You only miss something when you are not in it.  While you are in the moment, you cannot miss that moment.  I remember many sweet times with my parents. We watched TV shows together, who does that now?  Everyone in my family has their own electronics.  Home was a place where the young me felt safe. loved, and cared for.

I wish a nice home for everyone.  I am grateful that I had a place that I could call home. Everyone deserves a place that they can call home.  Home on earth is one tiny spot where you feel you belong!

….thank you for visiting…until next time…

Today Was a Good Day – Weekly photo challenge

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It was a good day when Dad stopped at the store, on the way home from work, to pick up 16 pink balloons for his sweet daughter on her sweet 16th birthday. A good day, indeed!

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Today Was a Good Day.”

My Time. My Pace.

It was my cycling class where the instructor, encouraging us to sprint, said, “Go, go, go, you can do this.  You can do anything for 30-seconds.  Try to get to 140”.  That is FAST!  I pedaled like crazy.  Absolutely right!  I can do anything for 30-seconds.  Sprinting was tough, but I did it.  Then I thought, wouldn’t it be great if I could apply, “You can do anything for 30-seconds” to other aspects of my life.  Pedaling fast and hard to accomplish my daily goals would translate into me having to aggressively multitask.   And, sadly, I don’t multitask.  I just cannot!  And, because of that I struggle to find time to reach my daily goals.  While I try to catch time, I find that it already has flown by!  I talk to time, all the time.

“Time please go slow for me”

In hopes to slow down time, I motivate and meditate everyday.  I visualize my time and activities.  Visualization helps me gain control of my time and day.  My activities through the day is then guided by this sense of control.  Time seem to move with me!  At my pace.  Very peaceful!  When time moves with me, I can smell the roses, feel the rain on my skin, and let the sun shine on me!

A slice of my time goes into annoying my kids.  Not intentional!  I’m raising two hot blooded teenagers.  They are smart, quick and all about multi-tasking.  Not me, I’ve said that before.  I’m not fast enough, according to them.  My son said one time that we (his dad and I) are from Cavemen Age!   I laughed so hard at that.  My kids are fast and furious with technology.  Three screens sitting in a semi-circle, all lit up, each running different program.  Kids are finishing homework as they Skype,  watch video, listen to music and play a game!  Add to this mix an Apple Watch and an iPhone, both pinging frequently.  As I’m forming my words in my mouth to say, “Who’s texting?” They have already  replied to several texts and have moved on to the next thing.  I admit I’m not with my kids fast paced time.  Do I  need to start  multitasking?  That’ll make me into a cool mom!  And, I won’t have to keep running after time trying to catch it.

Suddenly, I’m feeling very tired!   I’ll just keep negotiating with time, at my pace.  Right now, I negotiated to enjoy my present time, and finish this topic on my blog!  THE END. Wait…wait…one moment –  by the way, I’m going to my cycling class tomorrow, and will sprint.  At my pace:).  Thanks for waiting…hugs.

And, thanks for checking out my blog…until next time!