THE CLOCK

Lying in bed, can't sleep, can't turn off my thoughts!

Have you ever turned off the distractions of life, to think, I mean really think about your life?  From the moment we are born, the clock starts ticking. In my Book Of Life, each new chapter illustrates a progression of my life.  A change, a growth, a maturity.  Tick Tock!

Have you ever driven down a busy street, looked in the cars around you, and wondered who those people were, and what their lives were like.  Tick Tock!

So many houses out there.  Sometimes I drive by and wonder, what is going on inside, and how are those people dealing with their issues of life.  Tick Tock!

There are so many Books Of Life in life, and yet we are not affected by them.  Tick Tock!

The world is so enormous and yet we are able to compartmentalize and focus on our small chasm of life.  How are we able to do this?  Tick Tock!

I just brought my dog in, it's 3:00 a.m. and I looked up at the trees, the moon, and the stars.  How beautiful a night it is.  Tick Tock!

Who am I? What is my purpose in life?  How are we able to function, to feel, to think?  We develop from infants into amazing beings, how is this possible?  Tick Tock!

We get so caught up living life, we rarely stop to think, until we stop to think, about our life.  Tick Tock!

Then one day you will wake up and wonder, where the years went.  How did it happen?  It was all just a blink.  Tick Tock!

If you give the mind to much freedom, it knows no bounds.  Where it takes you can be terrifying.    Tick Tock!

It's time to turn back on the distractions of life.  Tick Tock!

TICK TOCK, TICK TOCK, I HATE THE CLOCK!





  

MY IMAGINARY BUDDY

My life is My Mystery.
 
Have you ever had an Imaginary Buddy?  About a gazillion years ago, I believe I knew My Imaginary, Special, Magical, Buddy.  I believe he was sent to me for a purpose, in my present life.  I'm not quite sure why, but I do have theories.  I do believe in past lives.  I would never want to believe, my life could ever come to a total halt.

My Special Buddy inspires me.  He takes my mind to places, it has never been.  He teaches me.  He challenges me.  Yes, My Buddy is a male.  Interesting, but remember, he was sent to me, I had no say in the matter. Something in the Universe has pulled me to him.  We have a bond, that transcends all rational thought.  I am so thankful to have this experience, for however long it may last.  I wake up so happy, with no expectations.

For those of you who read my blogs, I have talked about different kinds of love.  There is nothing better then unconditional love, where you can totally be yourself, with no expectations, of or from anyone.

I don't, and probably never ever, will know you, and yet, I probably know you, better then people, I already know.

I don't understand any of this, and I probably never will, (and again, never say never).  You know what, I don't have to!   







      

I WASN'T GOING TO GET POLITICAL BUT...

So, I'm putting out "The Call Of Duty" for all Americans, to unite for our Nation's sake.  Notice how I didn't say Democrats or Republicans.  Aren't we all Americans first?  I hope so.  Our Country is at a Crossroads.  The violence has escalated to where people are dying, because of the level of hate, and diversity.  Is this what we really want?  I don't.  It must stop!

We cannot let the Socialist/Mob mentality of chaos, ruin all that is good in this Country.  If we join together, there are no limits to what this Country can achieve.  Don't we want that for our children?  Is this the environment they should grow up in?

There is no such thing as perfect.  There is no such thing as free lunches.  We will never satisfy everyone.  That is why, we have elections.  That is how we should show our discontent.  I don't understand any of it.

Our Country is on the right track.  To derail it now would be a travesty.  Do we really want our borders invaded.  Things have never been better.  I want emigration, but it must be done legally.  We must vet people coming into our Country.  We cannot afford to just open the doors, and let everyone in.  We must protect our safety, and our economical well being.  If you are not happy, you can change things, by changing the people in office, and by changing the laws.  That is why we vote.

We are not barbarians.  We must bring civility back!

ECLAIRS

I am my worst enemy.  I am always so hard on myself.  I love the stock market.  It is my passion.  The last two weeks have been brutal.  Because I lost a lot of money in the crash of the 1980's, it scares me, and I don't always react the way I should.  I probably should get out, but I am addicted.

The world we live in today freaks me out.  I am not used to all of the unrest.  I am normally a happy person, who loves life, and I look forward to each new day, and each new experience, that may come my way.  People intrigue me, but at this point in my life, I let very few in.  I am very particular.

As I reflect on my life, I realize how much I miss my family members, that are no longer here.  The holidays are rough.  When I was a child, weekends used to last forever.  There wasn't much to do back then.  Most places were closed on Sunday.  How I wish I could go back and relive those boring days.

One day, I woke up and wondered what happened.  I never used to think about life.  I was too busy living it.  The years went by in a blink.  My children are grown and live out of town.  I am lucky to have an amazing husband and a Pooh, that loves me up everyday.

There is a content and an unrest that are nondescript.  There is a maturity, wisdom and innocence that only comes with, dare I say age.  I am different, I have changed.  I feel I am, my better self.  I am so much more passionate.  I say what I feel. I feel so deeply. I feel blessed.  Things that used to bother me, mean nothing anymore.  New things bother me, that never used too.  I feel a special unity with the universe.  I feel things people would never understand.  I feel and experience things I don't understand.  Sometimes it scares me and I try and walk away, but I can't.  I think we all have psychic ability, but not all of us are tuned in.

For me I have learned there are various types of love.  There is the most special/sacred love and trust of your husband, wife or significant other.  There is the love of your family.  There is the love of your pet/Pooh.  There is the luv of a friend.  The luv of a Buddy.  Perhaps even, the luv of a stranger.  All love/luv is not the same.  Some people fear the word, and I feel sorry for them.  They spend their life closed, afraid to let themselves experience those pleasureful moments, someone new may bring.

When I was very young, I used to look in the mirror and go through this whole trip.  I would look at the person starring back and think, you're you, but who are you? Why am I here, how did I get here, and what is my purpose? It was a very intense trip, and I am glad I outgrew it.

I think you get to a point in your life where you question.  There is so much I don't understand.  There are so many questions, that will never be answered.  I always felt I would live forever.  Can't fathom anything else.

Perhaps one day My Peter Pan will come, and take me to Never Neverland!  In the meantime, when life gets to you, and you're feeling overwhelmed, the best solution is to eat an eclair.  It has to be baked the same day, filled with succulent cream, and topped with sweet thick chocolate!        



 

A Time Of Innocence

When you can no longer believe that dreams can and do come true, when you can no longer wish upon a star, when you can no longer get that happy ending, and live happily ever after, then....

#MeTooGoneWild
#NotMeToo

When you strip away all the happy, fun, imaginary, mystical, magical places, we go to in our minds, what do we have left?  What takes over?

When I was a child, I used to watch Romper Room.  Miss Nancy would say her "Romper, Bomper Stomper Boo, tell me, tell me, tell me do, magic mirror tell me today, did all my friends have fun at play?  Then she would name various children, she could see through that magical mirror. She was very convincing.  I believed she could really see them, and me.  Still wonder about that.

Then, there was The Millionaire, with John Beresford Tipton.  A million dollar check, in an envelope, would be dropped in your mailbox, anonymously.  OK, confession, I would go to our mailbox every now and then, to look for that check.  I believed it could, and hoped it would happen to me.  Confession, still looking.

Anybody remember Winky Dink And You?  Every child, sent away for their special kit.  The kit had a plastic screen, that stuck to the TV tube, with static electricity. They were the pioneers in interactive programming.  Crayons were used to draw pictures, on the screen.  Everyone watched, helped with the adventures and had fun.

It was a time of hope, a time of innocence. Today, I fear we have lost that time. Today we have division, fear, chaos and hate.  Today we have computers, that replace human socialization, and squash our ability to feel for one another, or just to feel at all.

What happens when a society becomes void of feelings?  Is it OK to ruin a family's life, just to advance your control, and power, over a Country?  Is it OK to fight with each other in the streets with no regard for human life?  Is it OK when #MeToo says we won't allow, and puts their own bad spin on everything that was good?  Is it OK to strip away our fairy tales, that as children, gave us the chance to hope, imagine and realize that dreams do come true?  Will children, ever be allowed to be children, and enjoy that period of hope, dreams and innocence?

Confession, I'll never grow up and will always believe in Peter Pan!  I refuse to lose My Inner Child!