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Your Jam

Passion is the energy that keeps us going, that keeps us filled with excitement and anticipation. 

“Nothing is as important as passion. No matter what you want to do with your life, be passionate.” Jon Bon Jovi

Each new year brings new questions to be embraced, and loved. 

I’m excited about finding answers to those questions. 

Now that my son is a teenager about to start college in August, busy with his life, the newfound me time is here.  

I’m still a long way from retirement, and nothing but me time, but there are so many things I discovered or rediscovered in the past couple of years. I have more time to write, more time to read, to remodel and redecorate.

I rediscovered photography. 

My husband and I are going to take a road trip – just the two of us for the first time in forever.

I have more time for fitness. 

That brings me to Zumba. 

I’ve started taking Zumba classes a couple of months ago, because at this point in my life I need my exercise routine to be fun not a chore.  If exercise is work, I won’t stick with it for long. 

And that’s what I found. Fun. An instructor and a group of people ready to have one hour of dancing fun. (sorry about photo quality. It’s apparently not easy to take pics of moving people)

So, what is your jam (as my son calls it) – your passion, or skill applied to passion.

What did you discover or rediscover you like to do more of?

Welcome to Our Collective Resignation

I haven’t been blogging for some time. Life gets in the way with all the nagging things that scream for attention. It’s also difficult finding the mental space to blog these days. Everything is happening on social media. Quick comments, posts, photos. It’s all there. I catch up with life events there, witness arguments of all kinds.

Free entertainment.

Blogging is more of a solitary undertaking, even though there is interaction, but different.

I did miss it, though. The pouring of thoughts, feelings, and experiences – writing, reading, all of it. Blogging is a unique medium. In some ways, better than social media. Less drama. And hey, do we need less drama or what?

Nothing will change.

You know what that means? Someone else is hearing this exact comment out there, and it sounds like an encouragement.

Driving out and about today, I heard someone on the radio talk about the recent shooting at an elementary school in Texas. One particular comment left an impression – the guest saying we have become resigned to such tragic events. Worse, we keep saying that nothing will change.

So not only are we resigned to what’s happening, but we keep saying nothing will change, hence encouraging more such events. Because if something so awful happens, and we collectively shrug our shoulders and sink to a tacit acceptance, it’s like green lighting such horrors.

We can do nothing.

The human mind is uniquely qualified to recall the past, plan for the future, reason abstractly and navigate complex situations; but here, we can ca do nothing.

I sit here and wonder how parents who take this view of doing nothing really feel. They send their kids to school as well. Do they worry? They must. School shootings are happening in a wide range of districts affecting people from all walks of life. There is no reason to believe it would not affect their neighborhood.

It affected my area in 2019 at a high school 4 miles away from the school my kid was in that day. Our school went on automatic lockdown and we all held our breaths. Next day, a politician came on TV and said something to the effect this is a small price to pay.

I have to imagine the same politician would say the same thing is something like this happened at his kids’ school. Or would that be different?

I don’t know. I’m just throwing questions our there in the universal void of our collective resignation.

Because it appears the human mind has found one problem that is absolutely unable to solve. No matter which way we turn it, twist it, look at it.

The brilliant collective human mind has come up against a wall it cannot scale, penetrate, bulldoze. Blow to smithereens. Our brains have reached maximum capacity.

It was mean to happen eventually, right?


phot credit: pixabay

Hobbies are Life

We need hobbies or we go nuts.

Hobbies keep us engaged in something we enjoy. Otherwise, life is just school, school, work, work. We need something that brings a smile and reminds us – there’s more to life than running around from one deadline to the next.

My big hobby is writing.

Writing is therapeutic. It’s a solitary endeavor filled with introspection.

But the thing is, our world is loud and full of advice. Writing advice, particularly publishing advice, can take the fun out of writing. And the noise is constant. So, how do we manage?

Well, we write for ourselves. When we write for ourselves we write with passion and power. Most times, if the passion and power are there, the writing will be relatable to readers.

Five years ago, after many years of writing, I was offered a publishing contract. The mysterious world of publishing opened itself up to my curiosity, and a great new partnership began. I learned a lot about the publishing side of writing, and while beneficial, it took me away from the actual art of writing.

I almost lost myself in this new world of numbers and public relations. I like the public relations side better than the numbers side, but a publisher requires knowledge of both.

When my contract came up for renewal this year, I said: no more. I want to do it on my own, write and publish for myself, particularly since the next book in the series will be out next year.

Hence a new edition of STRANGER OR FRIEND was born, under new cover and with minor additions. A week from today, my newly selfied mystery novel will be out in the world.

Your humble correspondent offers the book trailer above, for what I hope is your enjoyment.

One …

Sometimes, all it takes is one gesture, one word.

Here is to us!

One word can spark a moment,
One flower can wake the dream;
One tree can start a forest,
One bird can herald Spring.

One smile can bring a friendship,
One handclasp can lift a soul;
One star can guide a ship at sea,
One cheer can obtain a goal.

One vote can change a Nation,
One sunbeam can lift a room;
One candle wipes out darkness,
One laugh will conquer gloom.
One look can change two lives;
One kiss can make love bloom.

One step must start each journey,
One word must start each prayer;
One hope can raise our spirits,
One touch can show you care.

One voice can speak with wisdom,
One heart can know what’s true;
One life can make a difference,
One life is me and you…

One, by Shawnee Kellie © 1980

Photo: O. Pellea

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