That place between dreams and reality

I wake up
the afternoon sun is streaming into the window.

My thoughts are in that place between dream and reality.

The covers are heavy and warm. I have settled into a cocoon.

Moving too much work. Work to be done. Motivation lost.

Finding reason to stir is the most work I have accomplished all day. I am up. But not mentally.

It is the end of winter and I have a hard time with it.

I catch up - I do. Spring breezes float through the air and the work gets done plus.

For now, I will walk through my day and go through the motions necessary for my family for life.

Spring, I am longing for you.


pic by Jules
horefrost against grey skies this a.m.

Pondering a thought I have pondered before

As we move through our days and eventually our lives we effect others. Whether it is as simple as holding open a door which in the end prevented a person from spilling their coffee or something larger, like donating a kidney and saving a life. Each and everything we do effects others.

The stickler is that we don't usually know how we have an impact. I have blogged about this before (I will try to link later) but we are like a stone and the ripples we send out may never be trace-able.

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An example, because I love visuals. I met my friend Amy at our children's early learning/pre-school. When I met her, she and her girls were deathly afraid of dogs. As we became friends and talked I was telling her about the show "The Dog Whisperer" (a show that I started watching because my neighbor told me about it). I told her that if her and her girls could understand how to handle dogs they may not be as afraid of them. The end result: This family is now the proud owner of a dog - a big dog, and the fear is a forgotten memory.

Let's thinking about what you are doing right now... blogging.
Have you thought about how you found this blog or others? Think about the relationships you have made through blogging - the ones you never expected to make. Doesn't it seem like some of them were meant to be? I have ended up with some very wonderful friendships through blogging and those friends effect my life -even though I have never met them. We help each other, we "listen" and we laugh. But, why/how did they land in our laps (computer)??? Now that is a thought. Someone asked me last night how I found their blog in the first place. I had to really really think about it. In the end I truly think it was fate. (that was a whole other discussion). Fate... one too complex to get into on a Saturday.

There are a lot of forces in life all of which are playing a part in our everyday.

We and others are one of these forces.
How will you effect someone today?
Hopefully in a positive way.
Your words and your actions matter.
Think on that.


Then let me know what you thought.

You worry about you.

Ok, I may lose you here - sorry if I do.
Doing some deep thinking here
(ok, not THAT deep)

You need to worry about you.
We all just need to worry about ourselves.

What I mean is this.....

Last night I was at my wit's end with my kids. My girly stood up and started directing her younger bothers, which only made whatever situation she perceived to be a problem worse. Now, if she had just worried about herself, and her brothers (who are too young to quite grasp the concept had worried about themselves life would have been fine). This was my response to her. Girly, worry about yourself. I will take care of them. What they were doing was not a problem in my mind (making mountains out of the rug for their monster truck toys). Now I would take care of the boys because that is part of me being a mom. It was not her job as their sister. They were not harming her nor were they even in her way.

So, I started thinking as I was switching laundry loads this morning. If we would all just worry about ourselves this world would spin a little smoother. There would be less bumps in the road. I am not asking you to be a selfish mongrel. No.

I am saying- if we are the best at what we are suppose to be, then we would all be better off.

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If you are the best wife, mother, co-worker etc you can be wouldn't life be a little easier or at least better? This of course means that your husband, kids, and co-workers are in on the deal and being the best they can be too. If we all just worried about ourselves and what we are / aren't / suppose to be / and shouldn't be doing it would be a true nirvana.

So, today - try to be the best wife to your husband you can be. Think of one thing you could do that would make his day (vice versa for hubby to wife), don't you dare say ..."but he isn't going to return the favor, don't you DARE!". Act toward your kids as you would if your pastor was over for supper tonight. You know what I am talking about. Go into work today as if it were your evaluation day.

Every day we should act as though it matters - because it does.

From another time, from another place

I just woke from a dream that left me wondering --->
Do you ever feel like you have come from another time, another place.
You have a memory or dream that isn't from this life - you wake thinking, "where did that come from? ...probably a movie I saw, or a book I read...." Does a certain type of music pull at your heart or pictures of a far off land feel like home? Have you met someone new that you are instantly connected to? Deep? Silly? I don't know. I do know that I continually think about the kitchen of a house I have never been in, not in this life time anyway. Yet I know each cupboard as if it was my own now. (that was my dream - again) I also can't hear a song from Ireland that doesn't make me want to either dance or cry. Yes, I have lineage in Ireland - "Black Irish" my genealogy searching aunt tells me, but, I have never been there myself.




How about a child who seems to be wise beyond their years. It is like they know things that their years could not allow for.....

This post will probably only serve as proof for my family to use later when they institutionalize me. Am I claiming I was reincarnated? (gasp I said the word...) No. Do I believe in it? I don't know. But, sometimes... I wonder.

"It is Nature's Kindness that we do not remember past births. Where is the good either in knowing in detail the numberless births we have gone through? ...a wise man deliberately forgets many things" -Ghandi