Sharing ideas ( Be inspired today 289 by Ngobesing Suh Romanus)

When we share ideas,
Don’t be angry
If we disagree;
We may disagree
To agree;
That happens often;
If we only agree,
We may not grow;
No one will shout
When someone is
Going wrong;
You may dance to death
And the only
Will only agree,
Fearing to hurt you
Kills you
In brought day light
Inadvertently.
So my friend,
When we share ideas,
Though we differ,
Don’t take offence.

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Has everything been written?

Has everything been written?
Can there be anything new
Under the sun?
I put these questions to you;
But if you want to know
What I think,
I will tell you,
What has been written,
Has been written,
But it is nothing
Compared to
What will still be written;
So much has been written,
So much has not been written;
So much will be written;
The ideas tank of the world
Can never be exhausted.
New ideas will continue to come up;
To flow;
Everything, indeed, has not been written.

Generating good ideas

What do you know about ideas?
How do you react to new ideas?
Are you fast to recognize good ideas?
And do you welcome or reject them?
How do you get good ideas?
The last question is the most important;
And on it, therefore, let us tarry most.
Read, read, read; listen to others
And learn and new ideas you will get;
You create good ideas
By feeding your mind with quality food.
Share the things you learn;
Teach somebody;
Don’t keep to yourself;
What you keep to yourself will not grow.
Take time to think about what you read;
What you hear, learn and see;
Capture and store any idea that pops up;
You may be reading or listening;
You may be silent or watching,
Ideas like to pop up when least expected;
Capture them by writing them down;
Don’t let them fly off;
They may not come back if they go.
Look for the positive in every idea;
Do you observe the things you see?
Observe for ideas;
Many you will find;
Go on the web and surf for new ideas;
The web is an ocean of ideas;
Socialize!
You will get tons of ideas by socializing.
Ideas matter;
Ideas rule the world;
Learn to generate ideas;
On good ideas your success depends.

Making The Bed

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This is my bed. It is a black metal futon frame with a Full size mattress on it. The futon came with a typical futon mattress and for over two years I slept on the futon mattress (though I added a foam eggshell mattress topper).

Realized several years ago my mental health is going down the tubes when my kitchen gets to be a mess. The kitchen is the one room in the house I need to have clean. I can have piles of papers and clean and dirty clothes but if there are piles of dishes in the sink and the stove is not wiped off then something is wrong.

More recently I have discovered how much making my bed affects my mental state. My grandmother used to always make her bed. She made mine too, and tried to get me to make my own bed when I was old enough. My grandparent’s bed had a bed skirt and everything. It was a Queen size bed. Box Spring, mattress,  and a wooden headboard.  The Headboard matched the dresser and both were given to my grandparent’s as a gift from some of the parishioners of one of the Churches Grandfather served.

My grandmother had a hand embroidered Quilt Set. It was white with a blue cornflower motif. The bed skirt, top quilt, and several throw pillows made up the set. She would make the bed as most people do.  Fitted sheet, Top sheet, light cover (made for sleeping) and the decorative cornflower top quilt (not made for sleeping). She would finish it off with the decorative pillows.

Yeah, that isn’t me.  I learned from grandfather how to make hospital corners. My first job was a housekeeper at a Days Inn. So I made plenty of beds….not necessarily my own. For a long time even sleeping with any type of sheet on the bed was a hit or miss. I don’t do Top sheets at all. I was staying at friend’s house and her parents had a sleeper sofa. To make it more comfortable her mom had put one of the crushed velveteen blankets under the fitted sheet. Then the Top sheet and the sleeping cover. No need for a decorative quilt on a sleeper sofa. Without the use of my CPAP I run marathons in my sleep. I turn to one side and then the other. One time I did a complete 180 in my bed and woke up where my feet had been when I went to sleep the night before. Anyway, the next day when my friend’s mom went to strip and remake the bed we discovered I had not only bunched up the top sheet under the cover but I had somehow manage to strip the velveteen blanket under the fitted sheet without removing the fitted sheet.

At this point in my life my bedding consist of a fitted sheet, the blanket you see on the bed in the photo and three body pillows–with pillow casings (another non consistent item in my bed making).  I added the only two throw pillows I have left which I care about. The Hello Kitty one I found while touring an empty apartment. It was in a really high cabinet which may or may not have had a rifle in it as well. The realtor agent never told me. The second throw pillow is in the color and has the House Crest of my favorite House in Harry Potter: Slytherin. The pillow was hand embroidered by a friend of mine who loves Harry Potter as much (or even more) than I do.

While my bed is simple to make, the act of making it, and of laundering sheets, pillowcases, and cover one a month or as needed, gives me sense of peace and order; starting my day off on the right note.

My suggestion to anyone who feels out of control or anxiety ridden or in a bad place mentally is to find the “making your bed” thing to help you through, to get you back on track. It might be journaling when you first wake up, or having a cup of coffee, or walking, or it make actually be making your bed. Whatever it is, having one thing which helps all the other things in life move easier through day is invaluable.

Welcome Day Three of Walking

Some notes about my daily walks. One it is really hard not to take a bunch of pictures and cheat, posting them on days I don’t walk. This would be self defeating. I have set a limit on myself: three to six pictures a day. Two I love where I live. I wave at every car passing me. Today 6 out of 8 drivers waved back. Country/Small Town people are pretty friendly. Lastly, I measure my distance by mailboxes. My phone has the Samsung Health App which measures my actual distance and time. What I do is pick a mailbox up a head and walk until I get to it. Each day I pick a further out mailbox.

So without anymore delay, today’s pictures:

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The Daily Trees to inspire. From this angle they look like they are in line but they are not.

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This is a path into the woods I would like to walk but I am not sure who owns the property.

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First Wooly Warm of Autumn. Anyone know the folklore about the coloration and Winter?

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A turtle cross in the road. This folklore I know, when turtles cross the road it means rain is coming.

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BONUS PIC: My best friend’s two year old not ready to face

…And Order H2O (Part Two)

Yesterday in my post I wrote about the Psychological Concept of Synchronicity as explained by Carl Jung.

Synchronicity does not have fundamental empirical evidence to support it as a “force.” This was pointed out on by reader of the post in a well written comment. However, my Buddha Quote Onepost was not about proving the existence of Synchronicity. Both the primer post and this post are to explain the concept and why I believe it is a “force”–at least in my life–despite the lack of empirical evidence.

Having laid out the bare basics of the theory my personal experience is next.

Let me start by backing up.

I apologize.  This is my third guest post on Success Inspirers’ World site.  I failed to give an introduction as I am a new writer to the site. Given this opportunity to introduce myself I also can wrap in the context and background of where my belief in Synchronicity developed.

When I first started my WordPress Blog, acliddle.blog, I talked about my Spiritual Path in a two part post.  The overall theme of my site is to share the journey of how I became a writer and how my characters’ stories continue to develop, how I continue to develop as a writer. I have been writing stories since I was in first grade.  I have had a love of reading since long before grade school. My grandfather read me nursery rhymes at bed time. Each year at Christmas time, until I was ten years old, I was coaxed into the retelling of the story of the Nativity, which I did from memory for the first time when I was three years old.  The need, the drive, the passion to be a storyteller, a writer, is in my soul.

I believe in messages. Not necessarily from an outside presence.  One way these messages manifest to me is through Synchronicity. Most of the my experiences of Synchronicity are positive and good fortune coming into my life. However, there have times which were negative, karma if one chooses the label, showing me my choice of not cursing or wishing ill on someone who had harmed me was the right choice.

The best example of karma in motion was when I was unexpectedly terminated from my position as Administrative Assistant for a Church. The pastor who was my boss had graduated from seminary and was going through the Ordination Process to be Ordained Full Clergy in June of that year.  The Church only does Ordination once a year and usually the person passes the first time. When I was terminated I was not given a reason for my termination.

Fortunately for me I have an amazing support system and was able to bounce back.

In the first six months after my departure the pastor did not pass her Ordination, had a fender bender which was bad enough the insurance opted to total her car, and broke her ankle in same accident. I wished no ill. Prayed no vengeance against my boss. I genuinely felt bad for her when I found out these things happened. She has since gone on to be ordained, gotten married and has children. Yet, at the time she wronged me, the Universe balanced the books.

For many years I believed in Serendipity instead of Synchronicity. Happy accidents.  Luck. Those times were mainly during my teens. As I matured, studied Buddhism and became more conscious of my thoughts and actions Synchronicity started to make more sense.

The Secret and The Circle touch on a version of Synchronicity. Since the 1970’s, if not earlier, the idea of Positive Thinking has become a large, almost mainstream movement. Some mock the idea, some are fanatic about it, most do whatever they can to make money off of it.

People who are fanatical, as those who are vehement critics, both miss the mark.  As a believer of a Middle Way and everything in moderation, taking the principle ideas of Synchronicity, The Secret, The Circle, and other teachings and using them to adapt my worldview is the best practice I have found.  I do not go to the extreme of shunning every sick person or sitting on my butt day in and day out without activity toward making my wish a reality.  At the same time I don’t dismiss the ideas as whimsical or vapid. Instead, I use the knowledge gained to guide my activity, making conscious choices in my actions, thoughts, and speech.

The most recent Synchronistic events happened in the last couple of weeks.  Since I am currently unemployed I have been focusing my attention back on the *Bear and Hunter* book series I co-author.  Though we are nowhere near being able to afford the making of an audiobook I like to do my research ahead of time.  So I have been looking into what it takes and how much it would cost to record and distribute.  One day I happened to catch a friend of mine at his home. We have not been able to get together and really talk for several months.  He happened to be off and his house is on the main drag of the town.  I drove by after going to the store and was on my way home.  So I got to talk to him. At the same time I have started therapy online. I talk to a counselor over the phone.  I have had three sessions at this point.

When I was a little girl my grandmother, as part of her ministry, would take me around to nursing homes and make me sing for old people. Fortunately for her I am a Leo so I wasn’t too traumatized by these memories.  As I grew older I continued to show fearlessness in front of an audience. By high school I was doing vocal lessons and in band, choir and Speech and Drama. Quite by accident (a story for a later time) I discovered I was good at public speaking and people liked the sound of my speaking voice as well as my singing voice.

Keeping all of this in mind, earlier this week on Wednesday, I was talking to my therapist.  She knows I am not working but my unemployment is not the issue I am currently tackling.  As a completely unrelated tangent (again this was only the third time we had spoken on the phone) she asked me if I had thought about doing voice over work, i.e. recording for audio books. She says I have a pleasant voice which she would pay to listen to me read one of her favorite authors so I should give it a shot.

I was looking to find someone to be the voice of our book, not the other way around.  Yet, this was an intriguing possibility my therapist had suggested.  It has potential.  The friend who I finally reconnected with the other day happens to do DJ work and has equipment and software to record and edit.

As I am writing this post, my friend is editing a sample of my recordings to post on ACX. In the span of a little over a week I had the thought of creating an audiobook, had it suggested I record audiobooks, and reconnected with a friend who has the resources to record my voice.

While this is the not the neon-lit eureka moment story to convince die hard skeptics of Synchronicity it is for me the latest example of how being conscious of the moment, of keeping a positive outlook, and of going with “gut-feeling” or “little voice” can lead to a new and good things in life.

If you are not willing to work

If you’re not willing
To work,
There is no way
You can stop
Failure
From taking control
Of you;
If you are not willing
To work,
There’s no way
You can stop
Poverty
From gripping you.
If you are not willing
To work,
There’s no way
You can avoid becoming
A beggar
Or depending on others.
You have to learn to work;
And work very hard;
The best ideas mean nothing
Unless they are given
A body and a shape
Through work.
Work! Be willing to work.

My blogging challenge

The greatest challenge I find in blogging is how to get my posts to those who need them. Now, they get mostly to fellow bloggers who don’t actually need them. They know most of the things I write about and mostly write the same things. I read their blogs and they read mine and we have lots of pageviews and likes but that doesn’t help any body much.

There are people out in the world who need the inspiring messages we put out on our blogs but since they are not bloggers they hardly get to our blogs. How do we get them to do so? Do you know how to make this blog accessible to web users who don’t own blogs and have no blogging ambitions. If blogging ends as an activity among blog owners I think it will be a fruitless use of energy. What do you say?

I know many would talk of sharing on social media but my experience is when I share on Facebook my facebook friends will only read and comment there without actually visiting the site. What I want is for more people to come to the site. How do I do it? How are you doing it? Or do you face the same problem like me?

#advice, #general-blogging, #getting-more-traffic, #ideas, #publicizing, #reaching-out

Building-blocks of life

Like the air we breathe,
Which everywhere flows;
They flow through the mind,
Like running water
Down a stream;
If not captured,
Into thin air
They will vanish;
Perhaps,
Never to be seen again;
Maybe,
To be lost for ever;
They are called ideas;
Hold them;
They are the building blocks
Of life;
Pin them down when they come
Knocking on the door
Of your mind;
That they may not vanish
Before you know.

The secret code to writing a best seller

Is there such a thing as a secret code to a best seller or is it a myth?

Well I decided to conduct some research to find answers and stumbled across some very interesting advice from various authors. The likes of Stephen King, Sylvia Day, Archer and Jockers (you get the idea).

‘An arresting opening line is crucial to ensnaring an audience’

I agree, absolutely spot on, it is the opening of the book and even first line which captures or ensnares the audience. Personally for me; the opening of a book is a deciding factor whether I will read further on or not. I often give the author many opportunities before I finally decide to abandon a book(which is pretty much towards the end of it).

Whilst Stephen King elaborates a little; 

‘You should focus not on plot but situation, the most interesting of which can be expressed as a ‘what-if?’ question. Go easy on the research, beware of dialogue, and remember that people love reading about work. “God knows why but they do”.

Work, hmm, maybe it’s because they would like to relate to it in a way(I think).

Another interesting piece of advice by one of the authors Jeffery Archer; 

 ‘Just make sure the reader has to turn each page, desperate to find out what happens next. It’s that easy’ – Jeffrey Archer

We all have been there, enjoyed good books and still do, where we are eager to find out, what happens next, curiosity doesn’t just kill the cat, it pretty much kills us too. 

To read the full article, click ~ The Secret code to writing a best seller

Enjoy!