Oh look, a zucchini

For those of you who are new to my blog and may be wondering why I create short posts, unlike most blogs that usually present well developed essays or handy how to's ....well that is who I am. I can certainly write wonderful jargon if I took the time to do so, but I much rather just enjoy jotting down my thoughts now and then and saving my writing marathons for the writing in my books. But I must admit, that a part of my need to just write and go is because I am ADHD/Dyslexic. And therefore, it rather pleases me to not be glued to a social media platform where I must put out expectedly. (is that a word?)

Oh look, a zucchini from my garden...I'm off to make chocolate zucchini cookies. 

A Death of Crows

As I was preparing dinner this evening, I heard a death of crows overhead. With joy and excitement, I grabbed my camera and ran out the door. I just love crows and it was such a good opportunity to practice with my new camera. The crows looked beautiful against the income storm clouds that had sunlight shining on them. 

Good ol' Charlie boy

I wanted to take some fresh photos of myself for my new website, but when I looked into the mirror, I realized it wasn't the best thing to do right now because I have a small shiner under my eye from bumping heads with Charlie boy my 80lbs Lab-a-Dane. LOL   

Call of Wandering

My poetry & prose challenge #7

It matters not that I cannot see what lies beyond the edge of this mysterious path; What matters is that I take in all this wondrous beauty and magic along the way. 


Photo: Call of wandering by Janek Sedlar

Happy Manifestation Day

Well Happy Manifestation Day!!!

I went to my website provider and my account was going to close. It would cost way more than what I had on my pre-paid card. So I just said, whatever, I'm not going to ruin my state of mind over this, and I simply deleted it. Poof! Then I tried to see if I could go for the freebie site since I still have my domain. Somehow I managed to wind up where I could buy a new site to go with my domain...and it was on sale for $12.00 instead of the $150. Yup. So I bought another year and will have to create my site again, but that is OK because I will rethink what I want to have or present .....I need to be flexible and more creative. Life works in strange ways!

Oh the life of a single parent on the way up to success. LOL  I have gratitude for every step of the way!

Please be patient while I rebuild my website!  :o)

Wall of Irony

Well, that was ironic. I created my publishing house so that I could publish my books which would allow me to have a portfolio so that I could apply for a grant with the Alberta Foundation of the Arts for a project that I have been wanting to do. I just got off the phone and found out that since I am a self published writer, I do not qualify for their grants. 

The Irony continues...my publishing house website expires today and my pre-paid credit card will not allow me to load it up so that I can pay for my site....yet the card is suppose to be fine. 

I know I need to be flexible, creative and driven, but with a heavy heart I'm taking time out and I'm going for a nap. .....or maybe reading up a bit on the Lions Gate portal Energy that everybody in the astrology world is talking about.   Maybe both. 

Sharing Ghost Stories

Last night I was hanging out with two of my teenagers (I have three) and we were talking about You -Tubers that go to creepy places to look for creepy stuff. For example, a couple of them went to a closed down building, and during their time there a cart had moved completely on its own, sending this group of kids running. Well, I started to laugh and said how it reminded me of a time when I was working a night shift in a large retail store. It was just me and one other person. As we admitted that we both felt uneasy, a creepy mumbling came over the intercom and then we heard shopping carts crash. We got the hell out of the store and phoned the police. When the police came, they found no one. I wasn't surprised because that area of the city had a lot of paranormal activity. Wonder what was buried there?

Then I told them about my time in a closed off part of a hospital that my father took me through. He was a security guard and had to do his rounds. At one point I felt a spirit go right through me and identified it as a nun. My father told me that particular wing of the building use to be where the nuns stayed.  At this point my sons says, "What the 'bleep' mom, I just watched the Conjuring recently and now your telling me this. How am I going to sleep tonight?" My daughter and I laughed of course. So I told them to make sure they read my book when its done. I am really happy to be finished the chapter on ghosts and spirits.  Kind of creeps me out too!  It's not something you become completely comfortable with. There is a big difference between having a personal experience with a spirit whom you have known and loved and having an experience with something impersonal that is invasive or intimidating.