Thursday, August 18, 2016

Going, Going..............

I know it's not
Good-bye to Summer yet.
But I feel the pull--

Cicadas chirp through the day.
Crickets fill the night.
Less daylight each day.

The porch sun sits differently.
The flowers go to seed.
Leaves are starting to fade.

Robins go north to visit.
Sunflowers reach their highest.
Grass grows paler.

I love you, Summer.
Stay with me longer this year and every year.
Love, love, love you, Summer.

Monday, May 9, 2016

The State of "Being"

     It's May already!
I'm not writing much.
Maybe just because I'm "being." (Not a good excuse!)
"Being" is okay for my OLW.

Rather than defining (although it will always be there because that's me!),
I'm trying to enjoy what is going on right now.
I've always thought about what is next, not savoring what is "now."

Life is hard.
Life is good.
Life is connecting.
Life is for the taking.

Too bad so many don't appreciate what life holds
In spite of all the formidable that surrounds us.

Formidable won't go away.

Be in the moment, and be thankful.

Be here.
Be there for others.
Be positive for everyone's sake.

I'm thankful for the positive people in my life
And the small things that touch my heart.

Be in the moment.





                                  

Friday, January 22, 2016

BE

One Little Word is what I have today.
It's the shortest one yet.

BE.
Just BE.

Last year I tried too hard
To DEFINE every little thing.

This year I will just BE.

BE me.
BE true to myself.
BE in the moment.
BE present.
BE there.
BE aware.
BE quiet.
BE kind.
BE in tune.
BE alive.

Can't wait to embody 2016.


Saturday, October 31, 2015

Moving On

An acquaintance told me one day in March that defining sounded like soul-searching.  This comment caught me by surprise. But after 10 months, I now know that it is.

Looked up "soul-searching" in thesaurus.com:
contemplation, reflection, self-examination, meditation, self-analysis, heart-searching,
self-questioning, deep thought, self-absorption, introversion, and brooding.

Defining is:
deciding, illustrating, spelling out, identifying, laying it out, naming, calling a spade a spade, determining, detailing, explaining, interpreting, elucidating.

Whew!
 
This year's word "define"  has enlightened me once again to consider what is important to me, what I need to change, what I need to accept, and when to be quiet now that I have spoken out.

I've gone through this before, I'm afraid,
but at a different stage in my life.

Defining is learning and re-learning
as is life.

Time to make a new list of words that speak to me.
Time to stop brooding.
Time to forge ahead.

Bring on the words!






 
 
 

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Being True to Myself

I find myself alone when I "define." 
This is a place I have been many times in my life.
It's not good or bad.
It really makes me feel in touch with myself--being alone.

I'm not a hermit but I could be.
I need interaction and conversation,
But I do need my aloneness.
It rests/empowers me.

Maybe it's the "being true to oneself" voice.
I feel lucky to have that
But have strayed many times,
Resulting in agitation, regret, and redefining.

As I age, I find that I can connect to myself
More readily and survive the agitation.
Why does it take so long for some to get it?
I've always been a slow learner.

"Defining" is definitely the word for me this year. 
It's taxing, provoking, awakening, and journeying.
I'm searching Ancestry.com for some answers
And settling into some kind of acceptance.

It's an up and down journey this year.
It must be taken alone,
And I'm good at that.



Monday, April 27, 2015

Late Bloomer

"Defining" is hard work.
Why did I choose this word?
It's only the end of April, and I'm tired.
I don't want to "define" anymore.

I don't want to think/analyze anymore.
I can't change anything.
I guess I'm not a changer.
Not a rebel, not brave.

I know better now about many things.
But what good is it?
I want to sleep through the nights.
I don't want to define, think, stand up.

I'm not getting anywhere, not empowered.
I'm tired of thinking.
I can't think fast enough to defend
My thoughts and actions anyway.

Everyone else seems to be on track.
Isn't that what Facebook tells you?
I think too much.
I need to quiet the outbursts.

Tired.
Wondering.
Creeping back into myself.
I always was a late bloomer.



Thursday, April 9, 2015

MUSINGS

Aging Means:

Defining who/where you really are.

Savoring more as you go along.

Realizing no one is looking at your seasonal decorations.

Enjoying your seasonal decorations because you and only you like
       them.

Listening to he History Channel more than ever.

Grabbing hints from the Food Channel instead of looking for the
       actual recipes.

Copying bird calls in the yard.

Talking to the birds and plants.

Relishing the antics of grandchildren because you're really not in
        charge.

Seeking out young people who still laugh out loud.

Sleeping in.

Avoiding to make early appointments.

Drinking the morning coffee until 10:30 and then some.

Laughing at yourself (a must).

Taking liberties you would have never done before.

Voicing your feelings (now being called a "brat").

Understanding like you have never before.

Staying up late.

Visiting the bathroom more at night.

Worrying more than ever because you have the time.

Eating and drinking before 8:00 p.m.

Appreciating the little things more and more.

Wanting to be swept away to new and last chance opportunities
          while still sleeping in your own bed at night.