Dreamer’s World April 16 2016 -The Quiet Time

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There are times when I crave nothing more than quiet. I long for those times when my mind is by far the loudest thing in my world, and it is not competing with countless other daily distractions for attention. These are the times when Inspiration seems to come naturally.

I found this image using Google and it seemed to fit perfectly with my mood right now. I don’t like all of the quasi-religious nonsense and quotes that accompany so many beautiful images that portray quiet times. I find them annoying because I am not religious. I do appreciate the Spirituality of moments like these, but only in the sense that it allows me to have greater access to myself, and not because there is any outside force involved in this.

Quiet Time for me is special because I am at peace. To reach the point where one willingly wants nothing but quiet is a sign that life has intruded to such a degree that we need a break. All of the daily annoyances that never seem to end can make us miserable if we let them. When we finally reach the point where we understand that we NEED the Quiet Time, then we are at last in touch with ourselves.

It takes a conscious decision to invoke the Quiet Time. The distractions that scream for our attention will still be there once we have enjoyed this time to ourselves. The problems that we are trained to believe we run away from will not really change if we take 15 minutes or so and just tune the world out.

If our modern world has one major drawback, it is the intrusion of technology into the very essence of our being. It is so easy to always have our cell phone with us. We respond like Pavlov’s dogs when the alerts sound, or the vibration goes off. Honestly, think of the times that we ourselves will glance at our devices just to reassure ourselves that they are working properly if we do not receive that external stimulation as expected.

We are slaves to far too many things in this life. Why should we knowingly give up the one thing that we have that is truly ours, and that is our time? If we let others make these decisions for us, then we deserve whatever unhappiness that choice brings our way. I am being this harsh because only you can surrender your time to the world. Only you can make that decision, no matter what everyone tries to tell you.

 

 

Dreamer’s World April 10 2016 – Siblings Day as an Only Child

I wasn’t aware that there was such a thing as Siblings Day until today when I saw friends posting about it on FaceBook. It seems like a wonderful idea to celebrate one’s siblings so I am surprised that I hadn’t heard of it before. I am sure that I would have remembered this from the past, because it does hold significance for me, although not in the way that it does for most people.
     I am an only child. The reasons are complex, but they center on the fact that my Mother was rather small of stature. I found out when I was a child that my birth, had it occurred naturally, would most likely have killed my Mother and that was why I was born via c-section. Obviously, this led to the decision by my parents that they would not attempt another child at the expense of my Mother’s health and/or life.
     I have always envied those who have siblings. I choose that word carefully because I am NOT jealous of those people, I envy them. The best way to explain that rather deep sentiment is that I can envy someone who is rich, because I have never been rich. I can only be JEALOUS of someone who has something similar to what I have, but which I feel is better than what I have. I hope that clears things up.
     Growing up as an only child was something that I was aware of, but that also involved the realization that there was nothing at all I could ever do about it. I asked that question about why i had no brothers or sisters when I was very young, because all of my friends did. When I was told about the medical issues with my Mother, I understood and never asked again.
     And so, I lived my childhood knowing that I was different to a degree. I was never spoiled, but I was made aware that I was special and unique. I was given a healthy sense of self from both my parents and I am grateful to them for that every day of my life. I learned responsibility by being the one who was responsible for things, not for being one of a group of people. I had no fall-back position if I did something wrong. I could not blame anyone else for my fuck-ups. While this lesson was not particularly pleasant, it was very important as I journeyed through life.
     I found this picture and it does resonate with me as I talk about this. After the death of my parents I am totally alone. There is no other real family left. I have my relationships, and I cherish them, but they are not the deep bond that siblings have. Siblings know that they carry on what was given to them collectively. They remain as sources of support throughout their lives, and that is beautiful. Anyway, back to the picture
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I am the figure on the path. I may be moving towards the viewer, or I may be moving away. It is beautifully indeterminate, just like life itself. For me, as the figure in the picture, my reality is where I am on the path. It is everything else that changes as I move along. As much as I love Hal (person), this path is my own. Only a sibling would have enough of the commonalities to be pictured as walking with me.
     Surprisingly to some, I seldom feel alone. I feel normal, as I always have. My path was always the solo path, fate made it so. To be miserable and feel overwhelmed and alone would mean that I would stop moving altogether. I will never stop moving along my path until I die, there is too much to see. The direction I choose to move in is irrelevant from this picture. If someone sees me moving away from them, then so be it. If they choose to see me moving towards them, then so be that as well.
     I will get to where I am going, through the sun and the shadows. I will not get there by standing still. For those on their own paths who are fortunate enough to have siblings, enjoy the journey together, and may there be as few forks in your path as possible to separate you. My path may have forks in it as well, I have the freedom to take them to see where they lead, knowing that only myself will answer if things go wrong.
     That sense of freedom is exhilarating and scary at the same time. Not having to worry about a family member is a blessing and a curse. In the end, it all evens out, and my Type B personality just tells me to take things at my own pace and enjoy the journey.
     Happy Siblings Day to everyone. Hold them close.

Dreamer’s World March 20 2016 – Rediscovering Lost Treasures

 

It is a quiet Sunday morning as I sit down to write this. I just finished carving up a roast that I had been cooking in the crock pot overnight, and cleaning things up as Hal (person) prepares to go to work for the day. I wanted to take some time to write about something that happened to me over the last few days that has brought me great pleasure and also redirected my energies. 
     While I was straightening things up a few days ago, I ran across my Kindle Paperwhite. I had no idea when the last time I used it was, and the battery was completely drained. I recharged the battery and began to read once again. When last I had used the Kindle, I had been reading one of the Discworld books by Terry Pratchett. I read the paperbacks many years ago and had forgotten how much I enjoyed them. 
     I finished the book and then decided to look for some books that the company is always r ecommending that we read. Normally, I turn away from any type of structured reading plans, but I decided that since I am currently working on the 5 Choices course from Franklin Covey that I could check the Amazon Kindle store to see what else I might try. I found a few that looked interesting and, most importantly, we’re NOT on the company’s list that I decided to try for myself. 
     I will undoubtedly write about some of the things I am reading, but the main focus is the sheer joy of rediscovering my love of reading once again. My Kindle will never again become lost due to a lack of interest on my part. It will have a prominent place on my desk so I will be reminded to pick it up and actually use it from now on. As I am attempting to better organize my life, I need all the help and inspiration I can get.

Dreamer’s World March 11 2016 – What A Difference A Few Kind Words Can Make In Our Day

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Far too often, we let life pass us by without a second thought. We get busy with work and we miss out on things that are truly important. Sometimes we are fortunate enough to get a second chance to correct an oversight, and that is what happened to me earlier today.
     A friend, Xena, I cannot call her a friend in the sense that we have met face-to-face yet, contacted me through this blog to let me know that she wanted to have us follow each other on Twitter as well. I am all for that, but it turns out that she has a restricted Twitter account, and for some reason, I never received her follow notification. Such is life in the 21st century, our parents would never understand what I just said, and our children will also be clueless as technology leaves us in the dust. All a part of life, as I would say.
     At any rate, Xena contacted me via this blog and I told her that I would be honored to follow her on Twitter as well as to follow her blog. She responded quickly and I hope that things will be worked out soon.
     In less than an hour, everything is right with the world once again. The pleasant feeling I have over re-establishing contact with Xena is incredible. It is truly amazing how much interacting with another person, even in the digital realm, can make even the worst day into a wonderful one.
     I am so glad that Xena took the time to contact me. I promise that I will do everything in my power to not let us lose contact again. If we are physically close enough, I hope to meet Xena in person one of these days in order to thank her in a more personal way than this blog post. Until then, this will have to do.
     Xena, thank you so much for being a friend and for brightening my day. I hope that you will have a wonderful weekend.
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