Rainy days and Mondays don’t have to be sad
They will be what you want them to be
You can meet them with despair or be glad
It is up to you for their beauty to see
It may be the gracefulness of the dance
Or the pelting rain upon your face
The sky at a mere glance
Or the quietness of space
Perhaps tingling flashes
Each raindrop ensues
Dance along your eyelashes
Cleansing, washing away the blues
Running, jumping, friends in tow
Lift spirits anytime
Splashing, laughing, all aglow Warms the heart like sunshine
As emotion amasses Find the love, seal the romance
Cherish each moment that passes Feel the rain, enjoy the dance
To all my blogging family and friends: Wishing you a most wonderful Christmas filled with many blessings into the New year and beyond! Thank you for all your gifts of heart given to us throughout this past year. We have been truly blessed more than words can ever say.
“In the world of words, the imagination is one of the forces of nature” (Wallace Stevens).
Without imagination, creativity would be nothing but a mere shadow… a shadow without meaning. Yet, we know with each shadow that is cast comes ideas that are spawned out of the shadows themselves. Each shape draws attention as one envisions similarities and differences from one shadow to the next or within each shadow itself. Imagination brings the dark shadows out of the darkness as they dance naked in the moonlight.
Much like the shadow, the details of a silhouette are not seen, only imagined as its shape becomes absorbed in creative motions. A winter tree’s naked branches form a silhouette against the backdrop of moonlight piercing the haziness of a cloudy sky. Should the wind start blowing the branches will surely sway in a rhythmic motion to the music of the night. A gull in flight enhances the view with its own silhouette whose wings appear dipped in silver.
The dance of the shadow and the pose of the silhouette each strike the tip of imagination creating the light for the patterns of beauty to be seen inside and out.
On any given day, inspiration is gathered from a multitude of sources. Sometimes it is simply a matter of letting imagination run wild. Like stepping back in time to days of innocence, practical jokes, and of course, stupid things experienced as a kid that ignite memory after memory. After all, we were super-powers! Playing hard (outside nonetheless!), improvising, laughing often and getting hugged every time we skinned our knees. Imagination, that’s the name of the game.
Then, there is Mother Nature. Driving forces of the randomness and spontaneity of nature result in breath-taking changes…we just must be patient but always on the alert. Winter ice melting in the warmth of noonday sun, a wisp of wind whispering softly or raindrops pounding on a tin roof ignite different sensations. A tree appears dead but by looking close enough specks of new life emerge on its once seemingly naked limbs. There is a sense of magic about nature making even dead things come to life.
Ever been jolted by the sights and sounds of a shopping mall? Step into any one of the many shops, stop, look, listen for anything that might appear new, something perhaps that has been there all along but gone completely unnoticed…until now! The malls of the 21st century go far beyond a few department stores. Ride the carousel. Step back in time. How surprising one would pay someone a nickel to ride a wooden horse in circles all day! If only the busy buzzing sounds could be wrapped in a bundle to be released later. Yet, if it were too quiet, think of all the inspiration that would be missed.
There is something to be said about time alone on one hand – solitude, and being with friends – companionship on the other. Each have ways of inspiring thoughts, attitudes and deeds. Solitude brings on relaxation, a time for the mind to rest. Companionship invites sharing, bringing into the open old and new ideas. A lot can be learned from the natural quietness of solitude, as well as the open sharing of companionship.
Lastly, there is adventure…going where you’ve never been before, doing that which you have never done, at least trying anyway! You may win, you may lose, you may feel happy, you may feel despair. The excitement alone gets adrenaline pumping! Doing the same-o same-o day in and day out can become monotonous causing thought processes to become stale and stagnant. Aren’t you hungry? Feed yourself outside the life of daily routines…digest new ideas through creative adventure!
Each of us faces challenges on a daily basis in our own way, sometimes in the midst of others, sometimes alone. A challenge can be dubbed the music of life, simple, hard, gentle, harsh, loving, painful, out of sync, melodic, even poetic. With challenge comes the willingness to try and the courage to accept the outcome. May the will to accept each challenge be a contagious spirit inspiring us to be the best we can be, setting an example for others as an essential part of life.
There are times when each of us feel we have done all we can do, we can do no more, we have reached our limits. We are tired, absolutely pooped, ready to give up, give in, settle for less.
We feel we have come to our road’s end with no branches leading in a new or different direction, no ‘y’ in the road, only a dead end. But even at the end of a dead-end road, there is something beyond.
The only blockade is that which we allow in our own minds. The voice that says STOP, you can go no further, you have reached your limits.This is the moment when you push through the things blocking your way and forge ahead.
Now, I ask you, “Have you reached your limits?”
The only limit is the one you set yourself!
The limit you set
is that of your own
whether high or low
its time will come
Within your limits
new horizons await
inner thoughts
say never too late
Be on the lookout
ever watchful you see
for what lies ahead
is what’s meant to be
Look to tomorrow
unafraid to explore
push your limits
farther than the day before
Here we are at the beginning of a new week. Are you ready? Did you awaken this morning looking ahead to a week of smiles or frowning as you face a week of dread?
Regardless you must face the day & there is nothing you can do about it BUT…
Every Monday do you count the days until Friday arrives?
Think about it.
If you rush the week trying to get to Friday as quickly as possible, that only pushes you closer to the NEXT Monday!
Let’s change the tune of Monday…instead of it being Manic Monday, what are some ways of…
Here are my thoughts on this day as I face Monday…
Why did I get out of bed? Because my bones were aching …
You are sitting at your computer. Creative juices are flowing and you are excited at all you have accomplished in just a few seemingly short hours of morning. Excitement flows through your veins along with the caffeine absorbed from several cups of coffee…the mere sight of which reveals only dregs floating on the bottom with a few grounds clinging to the rim.
The phone rings.
A brief conversation ensues at the end of which you get up from the computer, reach for your coffee mug, then head out the door for the kitchen. You are no sooner through the doorway, or perhaps you made it all the way to the kitchen, when you stop. STOP dead still. Silence engulfs your entire being as one huge question mark becomes the only life in your aching brain…
Familiar scene?
Have you ever walked out of or into a room with some purpose in mind, only to completely forget what that purpose was?
Psychologists at the University of Notre Dame have discovered that passing through a doorway triggers what’s known as an “event boundary” in the mind, separating one set of thoughts and memories from the next.
Your brain files away the thoughts you had in the previous room and prepares a blank slate for the new locale.
Sounds pretty cool, huh?
Thank goodness for studies like this. It’s not our age, it’s that darn door!
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