Smith probably thinks I’m making way too much out of this magazine, but I’m in love with it.
We were waiting in line at a bookstore when I saw it. It just stood there and drew me in. If you need something beautiful this is it. If you need inspiration for your writing, this is it, or if you need to hold something in your hand that feels magical, this is it.
There are no advertisements, and it’s more like water for your soul than a magazine. It’s actually referred to as a book-a-zine because it feels like a book in your hand. Each page is a delightful weight of paper, and absolutely beautiful!
We have the same beliefs. The back cover says,
“We believe an ordinary life can be extraordinary. There is beauty in Imperfection, and that magic can be found in the everyday.”
There is so much it, it only comes out quarterly.
Be inspired my friends, and place some ‘extra’ in front of your ordinary. It’s so extra.
When I fell asleep it was daylight, and when I awoke it was daylight. There are no regrets.
My body was tired, and today it feels more human.
When deciding what to wear for the day, I chose a t-shirt that says, “100% Human”, on the little front pocket, just as a mental note of what I need to be.
I yearned for simple pleasures today. I wanted to wash my clothes in perfume, but my bottle of Nu Wash was empty. The hardware store I went.
Being away from home for several days, there was not much food in the house, but I opted for the grocery store next to the hardware store. Simply stocked with less distractions and minimal driving.
My initial thought was the frozen organic food section for something to pop in the oven. Something pre-made, but I don’t do a lot of pre-made food. If it has more than 5 ingredients listed, I need to recognize every ingredient. I’m just weird that way.
As an example, I bought some pasta, and saw a container of Alfredo sauce. It was a good brand, but had chemicals listed. Butter, flour, cream and Parmesan equal cream sauce, and I had everything at home but the cream, so I bought some cream.
Standing in the checkout of the store, there was a conversation going on between cashier and customer. The customer was buying a reusable K-Cup. She was telling the cashier it would save her money on coffee. The cashier told her a bag of coffee would last him a year. I was having trouble comprehending this conversation, and felt guilty.
Save money on coffee? Out of all the things you can save money on you’re going to choose coffee?
It would probably shock you to know how much I spend on a bag of coffee, but seeing the picture above become reality at a moments notice is priceless. I don’t own a TV, or have a cable bill.
I’d rather have good coffee, and perfumed clothes.
Love me, love my coffee, or in the least don’t object.
Stop feeling guilty for living a life worth living.
I am honored to receive another Sunshine Blogger Award within the same week. Thank you Pascales Healing Journey for the lovely nomination.
Her questions are thought provoking, so I wanted to share. If you have won an award, and cannot think of appropriate questions, maybe these will help. I’ve been pondering the first question for over a week.
Are you doing what you truly want to do?
Do you have a dream to follow?
Are you proud of what you’re doing or what you’ve done?
What’s the one thing you really want to do but have never done so, and why?
Have you ever abandoned a creative idea that you believed because others thought you were a fool?
Is there anything you can’t let go of, but you know you should?
Is there anyone who inspired you and made you who you are today?
What’s the thing you’re most satisfied with?
When was the last time you laughed and what did you laugh at?
Are you doing anything which makes you and people around you happy?
If happiness is a currency, how rich do you think you are?
They are all good questions, but that first one really got me. At first, I looked at the overall scope of my life. Life is a beautiful journey, but there is always room for improvement. I find this question works best applying it minute by minute, hourly, or daily.
Are you doing what you truly want to do?
If not, we have the power to change it at any moment. Maybe you have a job you don’t particularly like, but it brings in income, which is a good tool to have. I have two jobs that are not ideal, but I can work them while practicing this dream.
The hours are flexible, and I get to work from home.
Time is my most valued commodity, and my jobs don’t take a lot of time or energy. What I really want to do is write, and become better at it each day. It takes time to find your voice, and I feel I’m getting close.
Our voice evolves with every click of publish.
I hope you enjoy the list of questions.
May you find yourself doing what you truly want to do.
I don’t get mad, but this morning, I am seething for another Blogger. She is a newbie, and a bully came out to play on her Blog.
She wrote a Blog referring to the neighborhood she grew up in as the ‘Ghetto.’ Whose neighborhood was it? Hers.
The bully left a long, derogatory comment on her post.
I’ve had one derogatory comment left on my Blog.
It was when I was a member of Patreon, and trying to raise money to publish a book. This guy raked me over the coals for trying to get paid for my work.
Again, whose Patreon account was it? Mine.
His comment didn’t bother me because I’ve learned something. What we say and do can touch a nerve in other souls, and they lash out at us for touching that nerve. His comment was hateful, but eloquently written, so I wondered if he was a writer that didn’t get paid. I didn’t respond, and hit delete.
Don’t respond to bullies. That’s what they want.
My new friend has only been Blogging for a few weeks, and she is writing about her past. We all know how healing that can be, but that one comment crushed her spirit. She deleted all her posts!
What’s amazing is we have to maneuver our way through a post with an F bomb in every sentence, and that’s completely acceptable, but she gets slayed for using ‘Ghetto’. We live in a screwed up world.
My friend, if you are reading this, I want you to know you are loved. You woke up this morning to a new beginning, and I pray you will leap onto the path and write. If someone degrades you again, I have a really big stick with their name on it.
I love on people. That’s what I do. It’s scary to some.
I refer to almost everyone who crosses my path as ‘lovely’. If you’re a man, you will be called, ‘darling’. If I see you in person, you’re going to get a hug. In today’s world, this can be misinterpreted as flirting.
This is why it took so long for me to reply to comments. If you comment on my writing, you’re going to receive a bucket of love dumped on you. That’s just who I am, so consider yourself warned.
It’s my way of giving to the world through love.
I have a male Blogger friend with a lovely wife.
He commented on one of my posts, but when I responded, he was very quick to tell me how much he adored his wife. Haha I knew he was married, and respect what they have. Once he saw it’s who I am we became friends, and I adore him to this day.
What this Blogger did for me is immeasurable.
He let me practice responding to his comments.
We became soulmates in this virtual community. All of our comments were not published because they would be misconstrued. We encouraged one another to become our authentic selves. He hasn’t Blogged all summer, so I hope he’s writing a book.
Even though he’s not here, what he taught me is.
To the waiter in the restaurant, I say, “Thank you darling.” To the cashier behind the counter, “Have a glorious day lovely!” I can feel them being lifted up.
And to the soul reading this, ‘Welcome to my world’, but don’t be afraid. You’re supposed to feel loved.