I think it would be absolutely fantastic if we could come up with a dance move called “The Wiwohka!”
Basically, it’d be the name you can give to people when they question your style of dance. The stranger, the better! Preferably, you can form your style into that of an inebriated surfer, riding the waves of the music, as if you’re being stalked by a great white!
Quite honestly, I’m not sure I was thinking in terms of my future career when I was five years old. Baby dolls, kittens, puppies, candy apples at the fair, and how much I hated liver and onions are mostly all that I was thinking about at that age.
Being born and raised on a farm, my early days were spent on the back of a horse or eating all of the strawberries that my mother was trying to pick for making jam.
Though I may not have thought of my future career when I was five, it’s funny that I ended up doing one or more of my childhood activities for adult pursuits, i.e. raising babies, baking, gardening, camping, hunting, fishing, breeding dogs, homeschooling my children, and now, becoming a writer.
The writer part is the result of the thousands of books I read from the time I was tiny… that and watching Willy Wonka, Bedknobs and Broomsticks, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, and The Sound of Music, just for starters!
I think that maybe that’s what a five year old should be doing at that age… not dreaming of a career, but dreaming of magic, miracles and adventure, pure and wonderful!
Who knows, though, maybe I was just slow to develop in that regard. Maybe I just watched too many cartoons, and/or read too many silly adventure books. Oh well, I’m still glad I spent my childhood with Gene Wilder, Julie Andrews, Dick Vandyke, and Angela Lansbury, aren’t you? Why? Because, my imagination was born there…
Probably one of the most misunderstood things on this planet, this feeling we call love!
Everybody wants it
We all think we know how to handle it
We crave it
We steal for it, lie for it, pay for it, and often die for it
But does anyone understand love fully?
I’d bet my considerably small fortune that most humans DON’T have a clue about the depths of love; it’s power, it’s strengths, it’s weaknesses! Not even close…
Love is a gift
Love is sometimes a curse
Often times, love hurts, too
Love makes the wisest of men act out of character, go against everything he knows to be true… for only one moment, one smile, one touch…
Love is free, and yet it costs us everything…
Love is the cost that many will save for, but an expense few are willing to fully pay.
Love is a gift that if not given away only poisons the heart, thereby destroying the one holding on to it. We all have an entire lifetime to practice the art of giving and receiving love, and yes I said receiving it, also.
Just as it is nearly impossible to understand it, grow it, and give it to others… love is even more difficult to receive from others. We struggle with motives, liars, deceivers, and worse yet, our own distrust of what love should be.
We are each born with love in our heart, and only one lifetime to grow it, use it, and receive it from one another. Let’s not waste any more time talking about it…
I’ve no intention of wasting my time explaining things that everyone already knows. Besides, what I do isn’t considered a job… it’s my passion, my purpose!
A job is something one gets paid to do, in dollars and cents, which is something I’ve never received for any of my efforts. I birthed and raised my children for nothing, served in the church til my fingers bled for nothing, and chased after caring for others needs before my own… for nothing!
Technology changing made no difference in any of those categories.
However, I’ve worked in paid positions, attained a college education, and benefited from technological advancement in both. I believe everyone has, so this prompt question is rather silly!
If you know how to use Google then you’re fully aware of how far we’ve come… nuff said!
I’ve a husband that just finished finals, and I’ve been running from doctors appointment to doctors appointment for over a week, now. We both need a break!
It’s time for some Icarus. They just released a new expansion so the game’s got my full attention… And you’re interfering with that plan, WP, no offense.
Today’s prompt came as the perfect opportunity for me to show you how easily I’m willing to say the NO word, when it comes to my goals.
Today’s goals?
Icarus…
Homemade muffins…
Time with my very best friend…
See? Nothin else fits!
Don’t think I’d forget your cookies…
That’s always, always a yes… even though the cookies say no.
I know it’s not technically a skill or ability, but it kind of is in the world of imagination. That’s how I wanted to answer this prompt, so there’s that!
I hate to sit in an airplane, next to the door with the writing, “Occupied” above the handle. I want to travel, and see my loved ones, but between the cost of the flight, whether I want to pay to take my toothbrush, or if I want to drink anything better than water and a biscuit, I get discouraged.
Not even reserving my spot in 1st class, premier, or anything other than, hurry get on or we will leave you here, it is no longer easy, nor is it fun for me to travel.
If it were not for the blip in a movie where the object arrived inside out,
I would have pursued building and trying to use my own. For now, I will leave it to Hollywood, but once a large number of more daring volunteers successfully make it, I am for sure, all in!
Cookie?
I wasn’t sure if you wanted plain or frosted, so I made both…
Maybe cookies are actually my real secret ability, after all!
I suppose that writing might be my first go-to answer for this prompt, but there is such a thing as, too much of a good thing spoils the whole dessert.
Certainly, more time with Maisie, my new granddaughter, would be top of my list. Two things about that. One, she’ll be here three to four days a week come May, when my daughter goes back to work. And, two… I’m getting old and my poor back can only take so much. Thankfully, Papa is here to share the load. We tag-team boppin her about. He is so in love with her, it’s adorable to watch. We are so blessed!
I could always spend more time in scripture, which I do whenever I find quiet moments… that’s just a given.
Most assuredly, I wish I could eat more every day, but that is in the works, so patience is a virtue.
Hiking on the low mountain trails, here in the beautiful Northwest. Now that’s a worthy dream. There are endless rivers, streams, trails, parks, lakes, and every manner of outdoor activities and sports events.
Exploring more museums and historical sites throughout Washington, and Alaska. There are so many differing places to explore right here in our own backyard. No need to take a bus, a boat, a train, or even a plane. A car will do just fine.
I will admit that these days, if I’m to go exploring anywhere, there better be a hotel with a hot tub at the end of the hike… just sayin!
Hey, now that’s what I think I’ll settle on for my final answer… a spa treatment day, oh yeah! To be pampered, fussed, and fawned over would be simply divine.
However, at the end of each day, I am content with who I am, the things we have, and the life we’ve built together, my husband and I. If you feel led to do a thing, do it. If you are drawn to speak a thing of goodness and truth, speak it. If you want to be successful and you see a chance, take it. If you want a good and beautiful life, make it!
Cookie?
I’m always willing to bake more virtual cookies for anyone asking…
Of all the species of feathered flyers out there, the one bird that describes me would be the Woodpecker! Why? Well, I read off of the Wikipedia site that these birds have very strong jaw muscles.
Word? Oh, I thought it said Bird. Oh well! It’s too late to go back now…
Anyone who knows much about me, should already be aware that I talk a whole lot! I mean A LOT! I always have… and I highly doubt that I will be slowing down any time soon.
Over the years I have been chided about it, counseled to slow it down, and/or even avoided because of it. For a time, I attempted to back away from my own chatty nature, in hopes of pleasing others. I soon learned that it was more my personality than my chattiness that pushed others away. Their loss!
When I discovered that I like myself just as I am, I stopped trying to be that which I was not, for others sake!
I refer to myself as a Woodpecker, because I wish to be incessantly hammering out the love of Christ, over and over and over again!
For anyone who is bothered by my noise, there are plenty of other trees in the forest! I am sure you’ll find another comfortable place to perch!
God made me this way, so I’ve no intention of changing something if God tells me it’s not broken!
Here, I’ve left you some seeds…
Just kidding, sillies! I wouldn’t feed you bird seed… well, not only…
Journey With Me! 