“Do unto others
as you would have them do unto you.”
Matthew 7:12
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Answers From the Past…
Daily writing prompt
Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.
I found an old post from last spring that I thought rather fitting, if you twist the daily prompt’s meaning just a smidge…
This was one of my ‘Investigating Truths’ episodes, but it seemed fitting, somehow.
For as long as I can remember, I have made sense of myself and this world two realms of thought. One realm of thought is in the actual and physical sense. What we see, do, talk about, eat and feel are in the here and now… The second realm of thought is what I think of as my storybook, or cartoon version if you will. Let’s call this part the “Behind the Scenes of My Truths,” the adventure version.
What follows is written in storybook version…….
I am wild from the top of my head all the way down to my toes! It is all that I can seem to remember of myself. My journeying, or running if I am being truthful, has always found me far out in the desert. For as long as I can remember, there has been a path worn, from one hidden oasis to another, by my feet. I have hidden them well, though, so most that wander by are unaware of my presence. As the years of my life rolled forward, I found that there was One who had been following my footprints, always leaving little packages of love for me. On one of my journeys along the outskirts of the Cities of Souls, I came to realize that the One whom I had sensed, was in fact my True Father! It was both joyful and difficult to become aware of Him.
I stayed…
Before I knew it, time seemed to have sped forward in my journey, by a great many years! I discovered that I had settled down right inside the walls … building relationships with others, and trying to live and do things the way all of the others thought was right. My Father showed me the gifts given to me, but instead of being at peace, I became fearful…I believed that I was losing myself, and would simply become a nothing…moving along by habit…so this wild child ran!!!
I fled into the desert with as much speed possible, for my feet had become softened over time. I tripped many times, stumbling over rocks and debris that had been left on my paths. Had it really been that long? I was not sure if the way had become obstructed or if I had simply forgotten my exact path. Many seasons were spent wandering, clearing out my old and unused paths. Time rolled on…
Oh, I would come near the outskirts, just close enough to remember what I left behind. The intensity of my pain and fear, along with the guilt over my failure, drove me away again and again…
My last act of running into the desert, or defiance as I see it, nearly cost me my very life, but that is for another time. For now, I leave you with this thought…I am still that wild child inside, but my Father has been revealing to me the graceful Phoenix that He is rising up from the ashes of her truth…
You didn’t think I would forget your cookies, did you?
Adapted???
Daily writing prompt
How have you adapted to the changes brought on by the Covid-19 pandemic?
House gone, cars were lost, abandoned by our government when we needed them most…Adapted is hardly the word to use when you fall through the cracks…lost, angry, frightened, without hope, we are now simply among the many wounded, devestated, homeless, and hungry souls simply trying to recover from something we do not understand and cannot control. I gave up asking why along time ago…now I simply choose to get up each day and go on.
I find it a bit comical, if not sad, how those that stayed above water, seem to feel a bit impatient with those trying to recover, as if we should be able to jump back on our feet over night. I think it is pretty apparent, from all of the homeless rv cities growing around this nation, that if we did not get in this mess overnight, then it will certainly not get all better with the snap of a finger. Forget healthcare, or even car, auto or life insurance…if its gonna break, then nothing will stop it.
We were within a year of buying out our rent to own home when the shut down happened, and, as we never saw a dime of any unemployment for over a year, we were evicted. Yep, in a time when the Government said, that that was not allowed…they lied! My husbands company decided that this was a great time to deny their people benefits, saying they were fired. It took over a year just for my husband to get any one to help…we never did see even half of what we were owed. We had to cash in his pension just to eat, and they took over 60% in penalties, leaving us with next to nothing. Resources depleted, no one answering their phones, unemployment sites down or simply non functioning. Business offices locked their doors. No help came…
We still reside in an old Rv that Grace provided us, and my husband is trying still to find some way to start over…There is no recovery…its all gone…
Sooooo…Adapt is a tough word to use, but if all of the above is what that word is supposed to mean, then, well, I guess we have adapted!
Wandering…
Daily writing prompt
What are your morning rituals? What does the first hour of your day look like?
As I was born on farm, raised by the streets, and akin more to the wild things than I am to people, being near any city tends to be overwhelming. Wandering has become my best self care ever!
I try to go every morning if I can, barring bad weather, travel, or illness…you know, the usual things that get in the way for most. I believe that if I did not get out every day and burn off all of the things that build up all of my tension, I might just explode, like a watermelon will after you wrap a bunch of rubber bands around it.
My first hour looks something like this,
Get up and brew my JO…If you ever find that I deviated from this first step, please hit me in the back of the head, and send me back to bed for a do over…
Turn my work computer on, check my messages, and publish my daily blog…I try to prep it the night before so that no editing will be needed…
Now, I prepare the layering, as it is friggin cold and wet right now, making me look to most as an abominable snowman. Usually, you cannot see more than my eyes…lol…
Music selected and ear phones in, house key in pocket, my hands holding a very large tumbler of coffee with my favorite creamer, and tissues in my pocket for a cold nose…
I am free……….I usually do about 6 miles, but I am counting on my wrist watch thingie, so, 13,000 steps give or take…
The only way to describe what I get out of wandering, is to share the example of a power cord…it can actually get hot from all the energy flowing through it…that’s why we invented power strips and surge protectors and such. Please forgive me, as I am not an electrician…I just know that some times you gotta unplug things to let them cool off, so they don’t melt or burn anything down…
Perspective…
If we remove all of the things that make us the same, like eating, working, sinning, making babies, and the like…we are really looking at what is reflected that is unique from all others. What we see, what we say, and what we do…
Perspective…it makes us do things, say things and see things, in a way no one else can…
Space Travel, Here We Come!
The Big T! Teleportation! 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!
Whispers…
Well, I have this one friend. This friend has been there for me since forever I think, lol. Funny thing is, if you ask me who it is, I must first describe them. Does anyone have that one friend that always seems to be there when they need them…always the one to call and make us smile after a really rough day…always quietly beside us when we thought we were going to have to stand alone for something we believed in, that failed epically. I know that you are waiting for me to say God, and in a way you are right, but I am actually aiming at an angle if you can follow me…
God has used many people, throughout the years, to teach and influence me. Though not all of these people have been good, I am grateful for the learning. I wrote before about compliments, and I guess I feel the same for influences. I believe that he moves through us all to connect us to one another, so even when I may be looking at a person that has influenced me, it’s like I see God in the background whispering His will for me, and my hope is that He will send His Whispering through me, to anyone I may encounter along my journey. Maybe, something good or helpful I do someday, will be the influence that someone desperately needed. I know that if it is important for me to know about, then God will fill me in when I get home. Love Me
Blessed!
What is one word that describes you?
When I started this journey of blogging, I thought I would just pay my subscription and try writing again. Its the best money I have ever spent on self therapy! I told myself that if no one ever read my ramblings it was ok, because I was beginning to change. I still hold to that, but when I get any responses from people, it is both fun and scary at the same time…I didn’t think anyone would really read my words. If I describe myself, right now, in one word, it is “Blessed”. To each and every soul who has visited, followed, and liked/commented on my site, Thank You! You are making my journey so much richer and sweeter than it would have been in your absence.
Maybe?
What was the best compliment you’ve received?
I am not sure if this can be considered a compliment, but what if our best compliments are the ones we never hear, or even know about? In my experience, words can be a double edged sword, when it comes to being complimented. Therefore, I think I want to believe that maybe the best compliment was the one I never needed to hear. My hope is that, if I leave anything behind me on this journey, it would be the fragrance of goodness, that has simply overflowed from within this cracked and worn vessel! Besides, I await the only compliment that matters, for me anyway. I trust God will be saying something like that to me when I get home. Don’t we all really want that, deep down?
Frenemies!
What makes you most anxious?
Anxiety you say? Meet IBS and Fibromyalgia, my two Frenemies! It seems years since we met but they are now permanent residents in my house. When I was in my mid 30’s, I met my first Frenemy, IBS. She met up with me during a difficult time in my life, and though I was not a fan of her attention getting behavior, I wanted to help her feel better. She had a tendency, though, to always make a big deal out of every crisis or situation and she would have these episodes where I would have to stay home with her for days. As the months turned into years, our relationship evolved and deepened, sometimes for the better, but most often not so fun. Long story short, I finally came to better terms with her for a time, and I made the mistake of telling her that if she wanted to feel better, she should make friends. The next thing I knew, she showed up with a new friend…Fibromyalgia!
Well, I am not one to give up on someone, so I not so willingly welcomed her in as well. It has been a lot of years since they joined me, but I have discovered a secret! By understanding, feeling compassion, giving mercy and showing myself some grace, the three of us exist together. IBS just needed someone to listen to her instead of lecturing her or trying to fix her all the time. Fibromyalgia just needed tender loving care and understanding of why she hurt so much. Anxieties will always be with us in a world that is messed up but still beautiful if we can look…My frenemies and I continue on as a team to tackle and overcome whatever anxiety or obstacle is in our path. I discovered that they have become a part of me and I them, my frenemies that is, and when the ugliness of things in the world push in on me, they are there beside me pushing back! Thanks Girls! I love you both! You are helping me become something better not worse.
Wiwohka
Journey With Me! 