Wishing to Wish

I received this:

“My room of 6

“Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass…it’s about learning how to dance in the rain.”

My room of 6
I am supposed to pick 6 women who have touched my life and who I think might participate. I think that if this group of women were ever to be in a room together, there is nothing that would be impossible. I hope I chose the right six. Please send this back to me.
Remember to make a wish before you read the quotation.”

I thought ‘make a wish’ and I went blank. It was as if I forgotten how  to wish or dream. Where am I if I forget how to wish? Under what cloud am I living, kinda like the little kid in Peanuts who walked around with a dark cloud over his head?

I would start to wish. . .  and then think:

but that couldn’t happen

there is no use in thinking about that

these last months have taken care of that

I don’t usually forward stuff, but I might have if . . . I could have been able to wish for something.

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Through Four Year Old Eyes

These are the earliest two memories I have. These are mine, I don’t remember them from a picture because there were no pictures of these events.I don’t know which one happened first. I was 4 years old. We lived at Morro Bay in a trailer park, my dad worked on the steam plant as an iron worker. At least three uncles worked there also, Uncle Billy Ripley, Uncle Cecil Ripley, and Uncle Richard Topper (we all lived at the same trailer park).
I started kindergarten in Morro Bay. My mom and I went to the school to meet the teacher and see my new classroom. The teacher showed me around the room pointing out all the toys. She told me I could play with ‘the’ doll. The doll was a walking doll and about 3 ft high. I was excited! But I never got to play with the doll.  Someone always got to her first. Looking back I realize I was a very timid and careful child,  but I always have felt that the teacher lied to me.

Next memory: All the uncles, my dad, and their friends went deep sea fishing. When they got back they had gunney sacks full of fish. One friend, named Shorty asked me if I wanted some M & M’s. I said yes. He opened his hand and it was full of fish eyes.

Wonder why I have trouble trusting sometimes?

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Empty Nest?

Random thought from the message this morning: empty nest.

I still have children in my home. They are adults. I don’t care for them, instruct them, guide them as I did in years past.

My place in the home has changed. My focus, I wrote has changed, but really, I don’t have a focus, and I think I’m feeling the ’empty nest ‘ – what do I do now – unsettledness. Is that a word?

Time to ponder – empty nest . . . where do I go from here and who am I now?

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relatively

Evening tidbit

never judge a person by their relatives, they did not choose them.

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Avoiding trouble

Evening tidbit

To avoid trouble, breathe through your nose. It keeps your mouth shut.

Even a fool, when he holdeth his peace, is counted wise:
and he that shutteth his lips is esteemed a man of understanding.
Proverbs 17:28

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Dressing up

Evening Tidbit, December 19

When dressing, don’t forget to put on a smile.

Proverbs 15:13 A merry heart maketh a cheerful countenance:…

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Speak up or Shut up

December 18

Evening Tidbit’s are back

You have to speak up to be heard – but
you have to shut up to be appreciated.

Proverbs 17:28
Even a fool, when he holdeth his peace, is counted wise: and he that shutteth his lips is esteemed a man of understanding.

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The Road to Joy

Joy is the emotion evoked by well-being, success, or good fortune or by the prospect of possessing what one desires. See evoked, the prospect, a road, a journey, a walk; not all flat and smooth, not at sunny and fresh. I want to persevere until I get there. I don’t want to be side=tracked because the way isn’t as I imagined. What ever it is that you desire keeping walking until you get there.

The Road to Joy
© 2009
Julie Jordan Scott

I had a simple writing and art journal prompt yesterday
from the Bliss Journaling Yahoogroup I belong to –
– “Joy” – which always seems to lead me into
singing Beethoven’s “Ode to Joy.”

I pulled out my watercolor moleskine and attempted
to mix a purple from two different hues and instead, got
a sort of brown, not so pretty color which I meant
to paint into a Road of Sorts.

The phrase “Ode to Joy” was replaced by “Road to Joy”
and off my mind, heart, and paintbrush went, skipping,
hopping and occasionally stumbling or needing to rest,
to catch my breath.

Here is a photo of my journal pages:

The Road to Joy is dappled with mud, not daisies as a
lesser soul might suspect.

The Road to Joy is dirty, with twists and turns and rocks
and craters and lies and disapproval

The Road to Joy is fed by forgiveness and light, packages
tied up in hope and trust and movement

The Road is big and tall and complete, even and especially
in moments of active, intentional stillness.

The Road to Joy is paved with stones of grace, of passion,
of loss and discovery and tears and brokenness that becomes
whole and breaks again.

The Road to Joy passes by your door and my door and his
and hers and theirs as well.

The Road to Joy is in conversation, it is in argument, it
is in laughter and winks and open hands and arms
and tapping toes.

………….

The Road to Joy Is?

The Road to Joy is….

The. Road. To. Joy. Is…

Bernstein said, “Beethoven was a creature of grace and
innocence and trust – hope and future and immortality. ”
Sort of like me. Sort of like you.

Your road to joy is…..

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John 15:8-11 Herein is my Father glorified, that ye bear much fruit; so shall ye be my disciples. As the Father hath loved me, so have I loved you: continue ye in my love. If ye keep my commandments, ye shall abide in my love; even as I have kept my Father’s commandments, and abide in his love. These things have I spoken unto you, that my joy might remain in you, and that your joy might be full.

Galatians 5:22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, …

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Thanksgiving food for thought:

Be thankful that you don’t already have everything you desire.
If you did, what would there be to look forward to?

Be thankful when you don’t know something,
for it gives you the opportunity to learn.

Be thankful for the difficult times.
During those times you grow.

Be thankful for your limitations,
because they give you opportunities for improvement.

Be thankful for each new challenge,
because it will build your strength and character.

Be thankful for your mistakes.
They will teach you valuable lessons.

Be thankful when you’re tired and weary,
because it means you’ve made a difference.

It’s easy to be thankful for the good things.
A life of rich fulfillment comes to those who
are also thankful for the setbacks.

Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive.
Find a way to be thankful for your troubles,
and they can become your blessings.

~~Author Unknown.~~

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Change Your Mind

Let Him change Your Mind

God …changes the man by changing the mind. And how does it happen?
By…considering the glory of Christ…
To behold him is to become like him. As Christ dominates your thoughts, he
changes you from one degree of glory to another until–hang on!–you are
ready to live with him.
Heaven is the land of sinless minds…Absolute trust. No fear or anger. Shame
and second-guessing are practices of a prior life. Heaven will be wonderful,
not because the street are gold, but because our thoughts are pure.
So what are you waiting on?…Give him your best thoughts, and see if he
doesn’t change your mind. Next Door Savior Max Lucado

Set your mind on the things above,
Not on the things that are on earth.
Colossians 3:2 NASB

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Can do

Evening tidbit

You can do everything you ought to do.

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Making A Difference

This excerpt from Julie Jordan Scott’s “Daily Passion Activator
The Art of Showing Up, Every Day” is causing me to think about how my actions affect situations. My prayer is: “I don’t want to be a hindrance but a help….” It is my nature to want to fix things and make it all better. These thoughts point out to me different areas where a choice can be made in a positive way. And the differences made are not only found in others life’s or perceptions but more importantly in my own life.
Again, these statements are spring boards for my contemplation. I haven’t arrived at whatever the end result will be, nor do I list them to condemn anyone who reads this, I am just trying to learn to think and find out where I am and where I need to be. If these thoughts stir you to consider your impact on people, and we both take a little step to improve our relationships…..it has made difference.

Jude 1:22 And of some have compassion, making a difference:

“I make a difference by showing up without any costume
on. Not layering myself in anything except “this
who I am.”

I make a difference by granting others permission
to just show up, to be less than perfect or perfectly
perfect in supposed imperfection.

I make a difference by asking a question and living
it before strategizing the course, knowing the way
back is always revealed in the just-right time if
knowing the way back is something I need to know,
if I need it, it is there.

I make a difference by smiling into people’s eyes.

I make a difference by Being Intensity.

I make a difference by pointing out the what’s working.

I make a difference when I allow the hunger to sit at
the table with me rather than frantically fill it,
noticing the flotsam, picking it up, prodding it,
folding it into a yellow envelope or fashioning
it into a ball.

Up and down I toss it, back and forth, over and
under I juggle it, this “flotsam” word Martin Luther
King spoke and I found and now keeps surfacing.

“Collective unconscious” he says, from Jung.

I put my finger in the hole in the wall which is
leaking water.

“What is it?” I ask.

“Is the water making a difference? Is the wall me
making a difference? Is the hole making a difference?
Is the whole me making a difference? Is my finger me
making a difference?”

The differences are all right and are all me, making
differences when I show up.

I show up, I make a difference.

© 2009
Julie Jordan Scott

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Julie Jordan Scott is a Writer, Life Coach, Poet,
Speaker, Actor, Director and Mom Extraordinaire
whose deepest passion is helping people –
like you – discover and live with passion.
“http://juliejordanscott.typepad.com/

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Avoiding company

Evening Tidbit

A person may be known by the company he avoids.

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Put It Off

Evening tidbit

worry is the only thing that can be done today that should be put off until tomorrow.

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Clean Words

Evening tidbit

Language, like linen, looks best when it is clean.

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