It’s possible… #May10

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Inspired to inspire 1 by Ngobesing Suh Romanus

She says WordPress is great;
Do you agree?
I do fully agree;
And if WordPress is great,
It is because she lies low;
Doesn’t take up her head;
Is trampled upon
By bloggers, and readers;
The great lie low,
All they know is service;
That is WordPress;
To make people happy;
And much of it for free;
Don’t you see the happiness
Of all the blogging world
Is their concern?
Their Happiness Engineers
Ever available.
Many thanks to you WordPress;
You show us love and concern;
Thanks to you,
So much love goes round.
We are trying to emulate
Your lofty example.
Keep helping us, O WordPress!

This post was inspired by the post If I become WordPress by Tanusri Chokhe to whom we express immense thanks.

A Change

Your lips curl up
You are thinking
Your nails are bitten down
You are nervous
This world comes at a cost
A great one indeed

You came from a loving family
And were raised with a silver spoon
You were always healthy
But you were sad
People tried to help
But they could never fill your need

Then one day you broke down
And lost everything
Your health
Your family
Your riches
You cried out for God to lead

You found God in your room
He touched your soul
Restored everything
But mostly that emptiness inside
He told you He loved you
And from that bondage you are freed

(C) Carly Wiggins 2018

God alone decides

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God has the last say.
He alone decides;
You may be the most brilliant;
You may be eloquent;
And speak like a Socrates,
A Winston Churchill,
A Martin Luther King Jr.;
A J.F. Kennedy, or Barack Obama;
But it is God who decides;
He alone has the last say;
He alone gives the victory.

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You may be the fastest runner;
You may be the most talented
Player on the field of play;
You may be the strongest boxer;
You may sing like a nightingale;
You cannot win by your power;
It is God alone
Who gives victory.
On him alone, you must depend.
In him, you must put your trust.
God alone decides.

Day Four–Heading Toward a Habit!

Today I had nine out of 12 people wave today. I also unintentionally walked a 5K (3.14 miles) and in 50 minutes!

Here are today’s pictures:

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Got to love the country with its old, faded wooden signs.

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This little guy did a good job warning me to stay off his owner’s property.

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Another sign

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Some sort of fruit tree? Again there were barking dogs so I couldn’t get too close.

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The nature photo for inspiration.

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I am not sure but I believe this may be an old fire watch tower for the field. Not sure if anyone still uses it though. I wouldn’t climb it that is for sure.

 

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