• Reading,  Thoughts

    Thought For the Day…

    Replace the word “racism” with the word “culturism” (it doesn’t exist, by the way, but should). Would that change anything? What would it change if so? Would it make a difference in how society sees diversity? Think about it like this: if you couldn’t argue that “it’s in their blood” because culturism would say that biologically all humans are similar (excluding obvious differences in gender and skin color) what would be the point in discriminating against it? If discrimination were based on the differences in one society’s beliefs and practices how could you argue that one culture is superior to the other if there was no proof other than opinions?…

  • Blog,  Thoughts,  Well-Tempered Bards

    It Happened Again

    Hi guys. Sorry for the radio silence. Once again JetPack and my host server had an argument and one decided to take my blog prisoner and hold it for ransom. I finally got it back last night when my host server decided to give JetPack permission to work again. Alright, so maybe it sounds more like a union strike. Either way, I was unable to access my blog until now. So Hi!!!!!! How are you? I’ve missed you all so much. 🙂 On the upside, the break has given me a bit of a rest and I’m beginning to feel like writing again. I’ve been poeming over at The Well…

  • Blog,  books,  Reading,  Thoughts

    Thoughts While Reading Last Night

    Last week a friend of mine downloaded the Goodreads app to her cell phone and joined up with many others on a 2017 book reading challenge. You set a goal of a certain amount of books to read within the year and then off you go to meet that limit. I have never joined that since I generally go through phases where I’ll be in one mode or another. For example, I’m currently in knitting mode which means that’s pretty much what I’ll be doing until I’ve had enough. Then I’ll begin something else that catches my fancy, like reading. I’ll binge read until I can’t read anymore and then…

  • #BeReal,  Life,  Thoughts

    Left of Center

    I remember the first time I ever heard that I was shy. I don’t remember exactly how old I was, maybe 6 or 7, and my family was at a party one of my step-aunts was hosting. There were so many adults and most were strangers. The only children were  me and my sisters and our cousins, Katy and Leslie. Up until this point I had never been labelled as shy, but I distinctly remember my mother excusing the fact that I didn’t like strange people touching me as being shy. It stuck in my head like a deep splinter. From that point on I was the shy one, not because…

  • #BeReal,  1000 Voices Speak For Compassion,  Compassion,  Love,  Thoughts

    I Have a Dream…

    I have not written in a long while. My little grey cloud of depression still sits over me, though there are bits and moments of Happyness that break through. I am doing my best to stay positive and smile and laugh despite the longing to find a place to just curl up and be left utterly alone till the rain has run its course. The reason for my writing today is that I tend to do a lot of thinking during these moments. I don’t always write my thoughts down for few want to hear the raw feelings and the stark questions that I ask myself when I get this…

  • #BeReal,  Thoughts

    Sometimes You Just Need To Hear The Words

    Date: Today   My Darling Friend, I was reading a blog post today and something in it brought you so clearly to mind that I felt an overwhelming sense of urgency to connect with you. It’s been much too long a while since I’ve seen you or heard your voice so I thought I’d send you a little note to let you know I’m thinking about you. Maybe you think I’ve forgotten about you but I could never do something so hurtful. I think about you every day; I am just not always able to sit down and let you know it. Life is so busy lately, what with the…

  • 1000 Voices Speak For Compassion,  Blog,  Thoughts

    Compassion Will Test You

    I wasn’t planning on writing about compassion today. I’ve been trying to spread it like wildfire recently so I’ve been taking a break and letting other voices be heard as well. Yeah, I’m a chatterer. My mother’s nickname was ‘Chatty Cathey” after the doll for a reason. And me, well, once I get to know you, (or not, if you’ve talked with me on Twitter) I may not shut up. I love talking with people. I truly do. But, every now and then, I stop talking and go quiet. Nothing’s wrong, I just need to sit back and listen. Take the emotional temperature of the world before I move forward.…

  • Blog,  Poetry,  Thoughts

    #JeSuisCharlie, Ahmed, & the World

    No pictures today. Just words. The last week has been rough, especially since the Paris shootings which took place this past Wednesday (also my son Jack’s tenth birthday). If you are not aware, the satirical newspaper office of Charlie Hebdo was attacked by gunmen who shot 12 specific unarmed people as well as an officer. The very next day there was another attack at a grocery store in east Paris. I’ve seen and read the reactions from people around the world, and it makes me feel a little bit of comfort that people are acknowledging the senselessness of this act of terrorism. However, and in all honesty, I have been…

  • Blog,  change,  Poetry,  Thoughts

    This Above All: To Thine Own Self Be True

    I wasn’t going to write this post. I thought of twenty reasons why I shouldn’t, why I couldn’t, and that I didn’t have to, especially since it deals with a bit of controversy. In the end, my heart, speaking ever so quietly as it ofttimes does, reminded me that for change to happen, even those with small, quiet voices have to speak up. So, I thought about it, and have decided to be true to my heart. Before I begin my post, I’d like to give a huge shout-out to Lizzi for this post. Please go read it. It’s a gorgeous, heart-felt article, and made me very glad I’d participated…