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I often stop and wonder why

I love to lay here watchingSunrise Aug 2. 3 (Copy)

High up in the sky

I find it comforting

Staring so high

Upon the clouds so different

All floating by

Thin wispy streamers

Heading somewhere

Or candyfloss tufts

Just wandering by

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Pink, lemon, blue or white

And big boiling thunderheads

Ponderously hanging there

Waiting with glee to share

Rain, hail or snow

Upon my hair

All without a single care.

Sunset 23 June. 8 (Copy)

“O it is pleasant, with a heart at ease,
Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies,
To make the shifting clouds be what you please.”    ~Samuel Taylor Coleridge

As children we spend hours gazing at the clouds, making stories of knights and dragons and castles with our imagination. There were angels and fairies and faces of all kinds. Summertime fun was to lay in the sun and watch the world drift by making stories of danger and romance and saving the day or being rescued. It was a world and time of possibilities, all linked to our imagination.

We seem too busy now to take five minutes and turn our face to the heavens. What delights we have denied ourselves in the name of being adults.  It is a pastime free for any to share, age is no barrier. I have watched the changing heavens and been mesmerised by the beauty, the colour, and seen the faces return for my imagination to soar. You can too.

I wish everyone “Happy sky gazing and storytelling”, a free gift with blessings for all.

Ciao, Susan x

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For some time now I have been writing my posts during the long hours of the night. That is, interspersed with some very unpleasant interruptions caused by medication. This, of course, is not entirely true. If the medication doesn’t make me ill then the bugs it kills makes me ill. Either way I’m feeling awful and try to keep my sanity, or what is left of it, by doing something I enjoy, and hopefully, that you enjoy reading.

It has always seemed strange to me that pills are made to look so nice, with pretty shapes and colours and the prettier they are the more foul they taste.  Plus, they always seem to want to go down sideways and get stuck. Always the ones with sharp corners on them.  So here I am with a throat full of noxious tasting pills, scraping furrows as they go down and dissolving along the way because it’s taking so long. Trying to be well is making me sick!

I thought I was well until I had a car accident. Two pinched nerves, several protruding discs and a completely stuffed rotator cuff and it seemed to be the signal for my body to become a traitor to the cause. The cause being good health. I barely took a pill of any kind in those days, just an occasional headache tablet. I was a gym junkie and fit. I loved it!

Now my day revolves around which batch of pills comes next. The problem it has caused is that by the time I’ve finished forcing down what feels like truckloads of pills to kill off the bugs, (Lyme disease and Bartonella to name just two), plus all the “good” stuff to help overcome what the ‘get me well’ pills are doing to my system, and the immune boosters, and so on, and on, and on, all day long into my now tenderised tummy, I feel as ‘sick as a dog’ (poor damn dog!).  To make it worse I know I have to repeat this all over again tomorrow, and the next day. Added to which I cannot take anything to stop, ease or lessen in any way the effects of the ‘get me well’  pills, or the cocktail of other pills I’ve ingested.

So I feel damned awful all night and spend far too much time either in a foetal position feeling sorry for myself or running to the bathroom. Either way I’m wishing hours of my life away and so I try to concentrate on something of interest to myself and possibly others.  It’s a painstaking process as the interruptions prolong the creative urge and resultant blogs.

Tonight I’m feeling too banged up to even think, so this is it. I’m letting people know I’ll be missing for a day or two until I can get some rest.  Hopefully, I can get some of the still functioning brain cells to work and get back to ‘normal’ programming soon. That’s the plan, as far as plans go.

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Sunrise from my back door. Like the sun rising I will return brighter (hopefully) than ever.

Have a wonderful weekend.

Blessings  Susan x

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This life is yours. Take the power to choose what you want to do and do it well. Take the power to love what you want in life and love it honestly. Take the power to walk in the forest and be a part of nature. Take the power to control your own life. No one else can do it for you. Take the power to make your life happy.

 Susan Polis Schutz

There are times when, despite the best of intentions, there seems to be little you do which turns out the way you intended it. It’s frustrating to say the least, and when you have worked for hours trying to get it just so, it can be heartbreaking. Sometimes you can sit there and wonder – why? Is there really any purpose to this, to keep trying to do this, when no-one seems to know or care?

The purpose is just that – it is the reason why you started ‘this’ in the first place. What motivated you to begin this  course of action, this group, this course, this painting, craft work or blog? To understand the reason you have to delve inside, not always the easiest place to delve, and find the true reason there. It may be a short journey or a long one. It may be pleasant or not. It may bring sadness or pain. You may even feel as though your ‘strings’ are being pulled by another – for a time at least.

One of the hardest questions I’ve needed to answer has been why I wanted to write a blog. It should be simple and on the surface it is, I wanted to share my words with someone. I had so many words trapped inside waiting to find an avenue to see the light that I wanted to write them down somewhere. Sounds nice and easy and straightforward, and it is as far as it goes. That’s what I’m doing, but why has it become difficult?

I have a failing, well in fact I have many, but the important one here is impatience. I have found a forum where I have been entertained, delighted, entranced and mesmerised by the writing of others. Sometimes to the extent that I wonder what I have to offer that anyone would want to read. (My heartfelt thanks to my followers and those heartwarming ‘likes’ which let me know my words are not falling on deaf ears, or worse yet, empty air).

I needed to reassess my reaction to seeing some bloggers write their hearts on a page and see no response and others, who put as much work in receive what could amount to tumultuous applause. What is the different ingredient that sees some succeed and others appear not to? What magical spell was there to see everyone’s efforts recognised?

The answer is – there is no magical ingredient, no magic spell, which is only my opinion of course.  There are lone writers out there who may be slowly found by people searching for ‘something’ as I have found different blogs.  Then there are those who may have a wonderfully large social network or belong to a writers group and they all support each other. “Like begets Like’ so to speak.

Yet for everyone it is the same beginners rule, you can only go “One step at a time”.  Some may say “it’s the luck of the draw” others “the roll of the dice”. Then there are my often heard homilies; “you can’t run before you can walk”, and my favorites:” good things come to those who wait” and “everything in its time”.

By the time I’ve worked my way through these I have to laugh at myself. I write because the words want to come out and the topics choose themselves – most of the time. My reality checker (hubby) often reminds me that all things eventually reach a ‘tipping point’, in this case, perhaps more importantly from a recognition perspective, a point at which the number of people ‘Following’ and the number of ‘Likes’ for each post, indicate that your audience has grown sufficiently to show others that ‘here is a good writer and blogger’. This person has something to say which others want to hear and like.

It seems that irrespective of how large a following you have, more is better. When I first wrote I felt incredibly excited and rewarded by the first ‘Like’ and then “Follower”. It was a huge “WOW” factor.  Now I appreciate the time and effort people show by reading my blog, “Like” and/or “Follow” it. I am immensely grateful for their graciousness and I am still excited to see those ‘Likes’ after my blog.

It appears Mark Twain found “The Secret” long before “The Secret” became famous.

So, despite my challenges, and today the brain fog has been infuriating, apparently only a minor impediment at present, I have taken, “Just  One Step” and figuratively speaking, put pen to paper and started writing again.  I will still have days when I doubt that what I say is of any interest to anyone but myself, but then I am also human.

All writers have doubts, it is in the nature of the beast. If success is meant to come, then I will need to be patient (please send it by the bucket full), and allow time to flow as it always does. After all, my words will resonate with some, at some time, in some place and that is all a writer may hope for.

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“May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.”

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