What a question to consider, so early on in the morning…
Seriously, I’m only halfway through my second cup of coffee. Normally, my prompt answers are accompanied by no less than a three cup caffeine buzz!
Not so, this morning!
The question jarred me from my blissfulness, as I realized that I was faced with a painful prompt question that I’d refused to answer when it came up last year, this time.
How does she know the question wasn’t answered last year, you ask yourselves? Because, the first thing I tried to do, in order to avoid this prompt, was to copy last years answer. When I found it, the only response given was that I didn’t want to share anything. Great! Now what?
In the response I’d given back then, aside from refusing to answer the question, I made mention about needing to heal more, before trying to tackle a personal and very painful question. While I can see from my reaction to the prompt this morning that I’m still not ready to reply to this particular question… I recognize that I AM healing, though maybe not as fast as I’d hoped.
The adage, time heals all wounds, is rather ambiguous about the actual length of TIME involved in the process of healing. Every soul is different, every hurt processed from a different angle, and at varying speeds.
In some regards, I am far stronger and happier than I was just a year ago… but the pain is still there, and the reality of the loss is still felt within the depths of my soul.
With that being said, as I mentioned a moment ago, I AM healing! The fact that I’m able to hold myself to this keyboard and write a response to the prompt, bears the truth of my journey, thus far.
As of yet, I’m still not ready to write a heartfelt answer for this prompt. But, what I have been able to do is share a song from Lady and The Tramp,
I took a look back at some of last years Note’s and this one still seems to make a great deal of sense.
With so much angst and agitation afloat on literally every media platform known to mankind currently, I’m choosing to hold myself to a higher set of personal and spiritual standards than is being displayed out there by many who should know better!
If you choose to click the link above, may it bless you with the reminder of whose example we should be following… myself included!
Just in case you walk away rubbing your backside, remember it is meant in love… and take a cookie, it’ll help.
When I say Just Breath, it goes far beyond the act of just inhaling and exhaling! To truly let go of this world’s angst, and all the gnashing of teeth that wears at our peace… and Just Breath!
Be at peace with the knowledge that things of this world, can be observed, but shall not permeate one’s spirit while resting beneath the shadow of the Almighty!
To purposefully practice the form of physically exercising my lungs… choosing to breath out all the burdens of this world, and breath in the pure and sustaining peace that passeth all understanding…
His Peace… I take in the very breath of my Creator, My God!
I love purposely allowing God to be the very air that I breath…
I know that we were all hoping for a letter from Squagon today, but the Pinion King didn’t give us the OK on passing notes back and forth, til late last night.
So, guess what all the babe’s are doing, right now? You guessed correctly, if you said that they were probably all busily writing letters…
The young messenger sent from Pinion Valley was quite respectful and friendly, confiding that he was becoming great friends with the young prince. Apparently, Squagon is also hard at work, putting together his own letter…
Brutus has been given clearance to pick up and drop off all the letters each Friday, beginning tonight… and only under the deepest cover of darkness. I fully understand the king’s reasonings for this rule, as we’ve no desire to spread mass panic among the inhabitants of Pinion Valley, with an enormous dragon floating over their heads…
I can’t chat for too long, as I hear Boomer calling for help with his letters. I really need to be on deck for these first messages, ensuring I see bright and happy faces among the babes once they’ve completed their notes… they’ve been missing their friend, so.
Oh, before I go, I’ve made some good progress with my study of our Twilight Dreamers… and Beatrice introduced me to her three daughters.
For now, all that I can tell you is that while they might appear to look somewhat like their mother, they are each quite individual and unique in their own ways…
It’s been a bit difficult to learn much about Ishah, as of yet, due to the fact that I fall asleep almost as soon as I sit down near her… she just makes me feel so peaceful that I loose track of any thoughts, and my mind drifts off… like floating down a lazy river.
Now, Awshah is the polar opposite of her older sister, being so incredibly bubbly and joyful! She hardly holds still, and I’ve yet to slow her down enough to understand what she is saying, or singing… because that’s mostly what she loves to do.
Oh my goodness! Oodah might be tiny, but she is the softest and snuggliest little flying bean! We all keep taking turns holding her, and she never seems to tire of the constant hugs. She leaves you feeling like you’ve just been wrapped in a warm blanket on a cold morning… and then handed the most delicious cup of warm cocoa you’ve ever had! Personally, I think I would trade my favorite comforter for an Oodah, if I could.
Anyway, that’s as far as I’ve gotten so far… well, as much as I’ve time to share with everyone. Besides, I’ve spent longer than I’d planned, as it is… and now Tilly is beginning to call for me, along with Boomer. What I wouldn’t trade for a patience blanket! There’s still more dreamers left to meet, so there’s still hope…
Why would I pay someone money, if I had any to throw around, to get flung into outer space, with the risk of running out of oxygen… or better yet, simply implode?!
The mere thought of either scenario, makes me feel a bit ill. However, for the sake of adventure and all that, I’d consider the mission if someone wants to pay me to do it.
I’ll fly to the moon for no less than a thou… a hundred tho… ONE BILLION Dollars… yup, that feels about right!
As I’m soon to be looking back at 55, I think my path is pretty firmly set in one direction… God’s!
We’ve recently answered a prompt, regarding taking a risk at something new, and another prompt asking if we were guaranteed not to fail, what would we attempt… so I’m not sure how many more times the prompt can try to beat a dead horse, as they say.
Still, I realize that not everyone has seen these questions before, so I shall do my due diligence at answering with something decent, for those that are new to the daily prompts.
To answer this prompt here, today, straight up… While I have pursued multiple different careers throughout my younger years, I’m no longer interested in any of them. Add to that, the fact that I’m not considering any new directions at all, aside from the path I now follow… this one’s a deal breaker on any other pursuit I’ve ever chased after!
My career pursuits involve following only One CEO, One Leader… One! How boring and confining, you might be thinking. On the contrary, my friends. This career path has me fully engaged, at every moment, and in every action or thought. I walk with a magnificent Leader, who has me in the word, on my knees in prayer, feet on the ground out here in the trenches… and fully sustained, at all times!
My life is full of joy, adventure, action, suspense… and He has me constantly on the move… and with Him, at all times.
In all my years, never have I been hired by someone who knows me better than He does… and I’ve not been fired yet!
Before you start thinking that I’m lazy or something, maybe living the posh life, and too comfortable in my current position… you might consider my resume before being too quick to form an opinion on this matter:
0 to 13 years of age, severe childhood trauma
13 to 18 years of age, ^#$%^&^
18 to 34 years of age, pregnant 9 times with only 3 born to me, divorced, denied by the church, disowned by my family, and abandoned by those I knew as friends.
Lost and running in the wastelands for 16 more years… 16!
The rest of my career credentials, as well as my production timeline, will be within the archives of My Closet. I’ve already shared far more of my job description than anyone should have to wade through… and no, there won’t be a cover letter to accompany this Responsume…
But I did make cookies…
Honestly, I don’t know how these exec’s are going to get anything accomplished, with their mouths stuffed with cookies… sheesh guys, slow it down!
Ok, don’t blame me for that last line… my coffee got cold, and I didn’t realize it until after taking a drink. I only paused from writing this for a second, I swear it!
Sometimes, I feel more like a dog than a person… Squirrel!!!
Oh well, that’s how poetry is for me, at times. I catch a thread of something and start writing it down, only to find that I’ve lost my train of thought somewhere in the middle. Yeesh! How do you guys and gals all do it? Day after day, you bring it with such creativeness and fervor… well, my hat’s off to you! I think that I shall leave the poetry to the poets and stick to what I do best, which is really just writing whatever the storms bring on the winds…
Huh! I’m sure I can think of something, like I know my kids survived my cooking, and all that. But is there something specific I’ve cooked in the past that someone else might find dream inspiring, or anything?
Oh! I know… wait……… nope! It was on the tip of my tongue, and I almost had it, but then it was gone…
Wow! This prompt question is harder than I thought it was going to be, when I first started to consider an answer. Now, for goodness sake, there has to be something that has made tails wag and and tongues drool, right? Whenever I get invited to any social gatherings with food involved, hasn’t there been some item always being requested, “if it wouldn’t be a bother?”
For Pete’s sake, this is hard!
The only thing I can do, which is really nothing of a big deal, or anything… I did bake these little things once, sweet things, if I remember correctly. Once they cooled from the oven, my kids said that they were kind of chewy and kind of crunchy, all at the same time. Then they said that they could taste the flavor of nuts mixed with a sweet melty thing, but quite honestly I can’t remember what they call those things, these days.
Well, if any of you can think of something, could you please let me know? It would really help me out!
As a way of saying thank you, I made some silly cookies. I mean, their not the greatest, but it’s early and if you haven’t eaten yet, they should be alright…
Journey With Me! 