My Center

If you haven’t seen Rise of the Guardians, you should.  Not only is it a cute animated movie about childhood, it has some pretty good messages.  One of the themes revolves around Jack Frost as he tries to figure out what his center is, the reason why the moon choose him to become a Guardian.  Most people spend their entire lives looking for the one thing that makes them who they are.  There are a lot of things that make up a person but their center is what pulls all others towards it.

For me, I believe it’s writing.  When I’m in front of my computer or scrawling ideas down in my ratty notebook, I feel the surest in my skin.  Writing is creating.  Writing is teaching.  Writing is giving comfort to those who need it.  I can’t imagine not doing it and I can’t live without it.

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What May Come

As an author, there’s nothing I love more than to create new, fantastic worlds from nothing.  Well, almost nothing, most of stories in the world came from a tiny seed of thought.  Whether it’s a scene playing out like a movie in your head (me) or just something that comes pouring out of you while your doing something else (also me), these ideas implant themselves into your mind and with careful nurturing, become the stories that we all know and love.

But that’s only one way.

The other way is not as pleasant.  Some seeds implant but never sprout for one reason or another.  Sometimes the only way to get them to do anything is through a complete and vicious destruction of everything around it.  Now I know some people may balk at this idea but it’s the truth.  Take was the ever talented Ms. Rowling said in her video here.

So plant your seeds whenever you can, in the best conditions and in the worst.  You never know just what will become of them.

Where’s My Magic Carpet?

For as long as I can remember, there has been this thirst in me to see the world and all its wonders.  I’m not just talking about the ancient structures or the typical tourist things (not that there’s anything wrong with them) but the colorful tapestry that is mankind.  I love experiencing different cultures and learning how they see the world and their place in the universe.  And honestly, I think that’s where we are failing.  I see it on the news and hear it in passing conversations.  There’s too much talk about “them” and not enough about “us”.  No matter where or how you grew up our drives are all the same.  We want a good like for our family and our people.  Ok time for me to get off my soap box.

The main reason why I wanted to post today was because the travel bug has attacked me with a vengeance.  Just recently, my husband’s babushka came to visit all the way from Uzbekistan.  Now for those of you who do not know, Uzbek used to be part of Soviet Russia, so his grandma considers herself Russian.

Any who.

I felt bad not being able to talk to her because I don’t speak Russian and she doesn’t speak English.  Thank goodness for Google Translate.  It may not be 100% correct, but we were able to carry on a small conversation.  By the end of the visit my husband once again broached the subject of getting our passports.  We always talk about getting them but never do anything further (a bad habit of ours) but now, I think, we might finally do it.  There are too many places that I want to see in this world.  Too many things that I want to do and too many new flavors I want to savor.  It’s time and past for me to get a passport, pack my bags, and live like the gypsy that I was always meant to be.

Here’s where I want to go:

Drink a pint in Ireland.

Ride a horse through the Scottish highlands

Marvel at the ruins of Ancient Rome

Sail along the Mediterranean Sea

Be in the Red Square while it snows

Visiting the temples in China

See Mt Everest (I’m not crazy enough to climb it)

Walk where the Pharaohs once walked

Dine on top of the Eiffel Tower

See Stonehenge

That’s not everything but just a small list of the places I want to go to some day.

Until next time my people!

A collection of moments

In the spirit of this pretty little picture and quote I want to talk about my recent trip up to Hanging Rock.  The plan was to go camping for a couple of days and unplug, but that didn’t pan out, so we just went hiking instead.  My husband and I invited my parents (who we were staying with) to come along and they said yes.

We decided to do the water fall trails because they were a little easier and my step father is still recovering from knee surgery.

The trail was nice and I enjoyed being out in the woods.  We reached one of the over hangings and I went up to the edge and sat down on the edge.  I was more than content to just sit there a few moments and relish the coolness of the stone benieth me, coupled with the warmth of the sun and the scent of wet earth.  But my folks wanted to take a couple of pictures and move on.  Oh well, to each their own I suppose.  When we reached the bottom where the water fall was I handed my stuff off to my hubby and climbed down to it.  My mom wanted to know what I was doing and I told her that standing under a waterfall was on my bucket list.  Now, mind you, I pictured it in some tropical location but hey, I’ll take what I can get.  My hubby soon joined me and together we stood under the chilly water.

The point of the story is this:  Live in the moment.  Take time to make memories and get the pictures on the way out.

 

Until next time my friends

Progress

My husband and I are having some fertility issues.  I went to see a specialist, and like any time you go see the doctor, they made me get on the scale.  It was a bit of a shock seeing the number I saw.  So when I got home, I swore to change.  I’ve made some adjustments and am trying to get into the swing of working out and what not.  I have to constantly remind myself that any progress I make is good.  So that brings us to the quote of the week:

 

This World

After my husband gets home and he gives me a kiss and after we tell each other about our days, he turns on the news and says, “Let’s see who’s died today?”  I know he’s joking but honestly, 90% of the time someone has died or something tragic has happened.  I don’t know if the world is actually going to shit or if maybe I’m just more aware of it now.  But either way, there appears to be more darkness in the world.  So here’s my attempt to shine a little light into the dark.

Here’s the first post in a new segment I’m doing called Powerful Words.  These words of wisdom or kindness may come from me, quotes I find, or quotes from books.  I hope that they find you just when you need them the most.