Woke up and fell out of bed, frantically trying to make it to the dentist in time without breaking my neck on the ice, my cane is not much help in this weather I secretly think my cane should have a skate attached to it helping to glide across the ice. Maybe I have just invented a new Olympic sport! Can you imagine it? HA! That would make for a gale of giggles!
My dentist trip was uneventful and the dentist was not there so another appointment to finish this silly root canal I have nursed along. I am so sick of going to the dentist , I would like to be able to eat real food for a change and why is it so expensive?
I wrote a blog yesterday and I am having issues trying to get it posted. One more frustration for this lovely freezing Friday. The small one seems to be feeling better which I am so glad to see, a week-long sickness took her down for the entire week. Needless to say it has been a very long week.
The dog decided today was the day to pee on my floor because he seemed to be frantic that I left the house for an hour! Sometimes I do not understand Max at all, 120 pound dog that is so sensitive and gets himself all worked up and in a frenzy. So I have mopped the house and now he seems settled in and calmed down now that I am home where I belong.( so he thinks)
Bills to pay, food to finish cooking, hair appointment to be made for tomorrow, I swear I can’t stand my hair these days! I hate to wear it up n a ponytail it gives me headaches and it is so fat that I cannot wear it down. It has multi colors because I stopped dyeing it awhile ago and it has not all grown out. I look in the mirror and just feel like an old hag! I am not a slave to fashion but between this body of mine that fails me everyday and my hair which I don’t even know what to say about, I feel overwhelmed and just plain old. I don’t know when that happened but it did!
Well, I will keep this short and sweet. I have things to do and I want to figure out what happened to my blog from yesterday. Nothing quite so frustrating when you spend a lot of time putting in your best energy and then POOF it all disappears as though you did not do the work. I know I know many failures make for more successes. That does not mean I have to enjoy the failure.
By the way I don’t!
I hope everyone has a lovely weekend, and I wish my oldest the best of luck in her new adventures….They may have all gone and grown up on me but they will forever be my children.
Thanks for checking in with me today and for supporting my journey.
As Luke would say, relax, enjoy your weekend.
He sure does!
Robin joi~ a simple bird.
Winter has been particularly bitter this year and all the humans have seemingly all disappeared. They all have taken cover inside making fires to warm them praying for snow to all go away. The winter I think washes the world clean so it can start new come Spring time next year. I don’t mind the snow a little is fun , making snow man and angels even shoveling some.
The days become shorter the night come so quick it often time feels that time there’s no time at all. Days become nights and nights become days our brain get all mixed up in this stuff that’s become mush.
Late at night while my world has become blanketed with snow and I should be asleep the sounds of the snow blowers humming away, the plows as they rumble down my front street making sounds that we’ve become accustomed to mean should mean were all asleep.
The lights of the trucks as they spin around keep my beasts continuously making sounds. Who are these monsters that keep going by and they chase them when we let them outside.
Thor is the small one, yet he loves the snow jumping and rolling as thought its warm sand. He makes noise when the truck rumbles by but the rest of his time he plays like a child.
Rolling, and playing it is never enough.
Max is the one so giant in size he makes sure to keep the perimeter safe, racing all over barking just so, he’s telling the world, here I am I own this universe I’m making my sound!
Luke, is top dog there’s no question there but he has little interest in being outside. The cold nights for him means to be tucked safe inside.
It’s these late night when I cannot sleep that the words on these pages tend to run away with my brain…my fingers keep trying to keep up, writing whatever keeps calling my name. It doesn’t usually make lots of sense but tomorrow I’ll read it and fire it out. Such things with the snow and the lights in the night. I find that my brain tends to think best at night running away with adventures that have finally found a place where I store them the tales are all bound.
Tucked tightly in bed with the beasts all around, finally quiet laying aside making sure we’re alright.
I love all three they each have their own, for it is me that they silently own.
Let these thought that I have run through me at night till the alarm goes and my head is is on right. Find a place for the tales that kept me up through the night giving me time to sort out and make them make sense.
If legends are correct then I guess I’m okay for if I am singing while someone else sleeps in their beds and they dream of adventures with me.. than I’d ask please keep on dreaming I don’t mind at all. I’d rather be up dancing at instead.
Only a few moments in time when every instinct you have will speak loudly in your head to do something like never before. It is the thing that seems to defy all the logic and messes up your already best laid plans. It will seem to others that you may have lost your mind, only crazy, even insanity they will see. When all else sits quietly aside.
Listen to that voice that refuses to settle down and quiet itself. Loudly yelling instead ignore everything else. Sometimes we need to put logic aside, defy gravity and put all odds aside. Ignore the complications and the negative ones too.
Just close your eyes for a little my dears, while you sleep you can fly letting all disappear. Defy gravity and everything else too. Today lasts for barely a blink…it’s true… I say take the leap that single time, spreading your wings making time to just fly.
You may be pleasantly surprised.
These are the moments that will define who you are and the journey you’re on. Those who sit ideally just wasting their time and those who trust fully open wings and just fly.
Come fly with me, take a ride on my broom, cross the clouds take a look at our moon. Fly higher today than ever before soaring higher and higher till the grounds lost our sights. Open your eyes take a good look around, it’s the life you’re creating your life is profound.
The sun shines so brightly at times I adore, it is these mysterious moments that really change time. If you give it a chance. Life is not made of just logical signs, there is so much more if you’re taking a look.
Trust in yourself, trust all that you know. Keep taking that leap never passing a chance.
Stop worrying about making mistakes, it is so much more productive than not doing anything not anything ever at all. Learn from the ones that you make don’t repeat them that is rarely a mistake. More often than not it is the choice that you make. The choices you make each moment you’re here it’s a life worth creating its your life that is here.
So I say with most clarity now close your eyes for a moment its safe for a while, then open those eyes and take a great look around. Then get up off your behind and live out those choices making your life filled with beauty and living it proud. Nobody ever wants to help lies but a life that your making is worth a try.
Be happy by choice ignore all the rest. It is here for the taking I refuse anything less.
It is as old as time…
Live the life you imagine at night, wake up to the sunshine and live it despite, all the trials and troubles and the sorrows too it is worth all your time.
Each day is new.
It’s worth my time too.
I took the leap and made my wings on the way down…. R.J.M.C.
Thank you as always for coming with me today.
Make your life worth your time and your time worth your life.
Robin joi~ a simple bird.
I was reading an article about what it takes to be a champion and it started my brain thinking, which of course lead to my pen finding paper to scribble on.
I write all the time, every thought, feeling , questions, worry, and writing till my hands cramp on me and then I write some more.
Time to get more notebooks!
Champions are usually described as one who has defeated the odds and gone way beyond the expectations of greatness. It tends to describe sports. Michael Jordan champion of a lifetime.
Bigger than Life was Michael Jordan, I watched every game he played in for years. A little guy who did not make his HS basketball team and that did not stop him . He was headed for greatness because he did not give up. The world watched him and his successes to this day still are untouchable.
I am less interested in the sports arena and the successes of over paid athletes. I am more concerned with champions of life. Though I believe we can take a lesson from many athletes, for they run when they cannot run anymore. They reach for their dreams and they don’t stop till they get where they are going. We are naturally drawn to watch greatness and cheer them on, we love to watch the best of the best and we cry when they fail and we stand up and cheer when they hit their mark!
We cheer on the Olympic athletes they stand for greatness they represent our country and we dream along with them.
Their medals become ours, we shared in the dream…
What about our soldiers who go off to war?
They are considered heroes for they fight for our freedoms and they lay down their lives .
Are they not champions?
I think that they are.
They do not all wear medals despite what they do.. often lost limbs and broken hearts come along too. They stand and they fight with their orders so tight, they walk into bombs exploding at night They are the stuff champions are made of I think, they put others first their lives is just fate.
So I sit here and wonder where we choose to ignore all those around us not asking for more.
Our veterans are people who gave up their lives, so many are homeless, aimless they walk through a life, looking for something that will make them feel whole. For life is not fair, it never has been, it just is what it is so lets live it instead.
They were not all treated like the champions they are.
A medal should not define what we are , yet so many seem to wait for the one little star.
It should be the medal you will wear in your heart that matters the most as it should from the start. You wear it so early from the day you are born too many allow it to be stolen away, allowing others to dictate their way.
It’s not about money or the stuff you will buy but rather real life you will love all aside.
Bring yourself to the party make sure you show up.
The world that we live is plenty hard enough, no need to add hate and such stuff.
Embrace what is good, share your time when you can.
Endure what is ugly don’t hide in the sand.
Celebrate often we’re luckier than most.
Be grateful each day … you have arrived make your mark.
Be present each moment do not waste precious time it’s fleeting at best.
Be a champion of your life it is the one that counts most. Don’t roll over and go back to bed.
Show up and do something that is worth your time, making moments that last through dark days , and the nights share it too. Make your life worth your living and mix it up well take time for a bath soak in bubbles as well.
Take pride in the life laid before you my friends, for nothing is sacred as the day that is here. You can stand tall and reach for the stars holding those you love dearly along for the ride. Nothing and no one can take that away , not only if you let them, I say not ever go away I have pride.
Life is quite special it brings lots of pain but use it and don’t lose it for todays a new day. Phone a friend, use all of your cards that you have, you might think that all the magic has died. Magic belongs to those who believe and it’s there for the taking , though you may disagree. The stars that we see each night in the sky they twinkle above from the planet below.
It doesn’t belong to you or to me, but it is there to remind us to reach on each day. Going higher and higher till we win the fight, of the lives that were living please don’t give up the sometimes a terrible flight. It is worth your time I promise my dear, hold on tight to those that are near. Snuggle each day with a puppy that’s young . Kiss the oldest once more even if they become grown, for they too need your love you will always be home. When the youngest one stops on by without notice but love, hug him tightly its those moments that holds ones pride. Then there is the middle one too blow a kiss then a hug, make the calls late at night. It makes for their ride on their way home seem like time passed more quickly and you know they’ve made it to their place they call home.
Some days we forget about the champion inside, and we need to be prompted to see and believe in ourselves. Mistakes that we’ve made don’t mean all that much unless we allow ourselves to become stuck. Champions make many mistakes it what they learn from making them brave.
Wear your medals each day, you can be what you want as long as you live.. take me under your hat keep me close in your heart.
I am not ever very far.
I celebrate all the champions I know, 6 beautiful children all that I know.
A little young one I live for each day she is learning to be her champion today!