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I feel like I am in prison and I need a better attitude but the pandemic created fear

So, I want to be a light in the dark in a hurting world……

therefore I must find a way to create a Playground in my apartment for myself, but I am ….

Alone. No playmates.

Here are my choices:

Activities :

(in random order)

Photography

draw pictures (UGH)

Hair and makeup

Read

write a book or blog (LABOR INTENSIVE)

Yoga mat

exercise

Sing

Piano

Lyrics

Walk around

Eurobox

Garden

Cook

Take everything personally, bless her heart…..

Thought …

My soul is ageless.

Sometimes I wake up and I’m five.

I still want to believe in magic and pixie dust…

Sometimes I wake up and I’m 15.

I have strength and I feel I can change the world…

Sometimes I wake up and I’m 30.

I step on the earth, but I know I can fly…

Sometimes I wake up and I’m 60.

I have the experience and I want to share.

Offer the tranquility and wisdom of time,

that doesn’t stop, that heals, that heals…

Sometimes I wake up and I don’t know how old I am and

nor how many passed.,,

And it’s in the soul, full of love and memories

that I feel all ages,

showing me a rich and precious life.

And that’s where I find my great treasure,

a beautiful patchwork quilt,

unique, original and that bears my signature.

And on it is written:

“LIFE!”

Thought…

Dear Self,

I apologize for the times

When I refused to listen to you

And instead listened to the sea of voices surrounding you

As though they knew what was best for you

Rather than you

I apologize for the times

When I refused to allow you to write your own story

Live your own life

Follow your own dreams

And listen to your own heart

And instead suppressed your voice

Silenced your hopes

Stunted your growth

And sabotaged your success

Out of fear, anxiety, insecurity

A lack of self-confidence

And self-doubt

I apologize for the times

When I put others on a pedestal

And elevated their opinions of you

Above your own

I apologize for the times

When others wounded you

Criticised you

Made fun of you

Left you feeling like you were ugly, worthless

Or a waste of space

And called you strange, different, weird or quirky

And a whole bunch of labels

Because they were incapable of seeing your worth

You didn’t fit into their boxes

Or they didn’t understand you

And instead of sticking up for you

I listened to them

Chose to be hurt by them

And internalised those messages

Allowing them to dictate and define who you were

Rather than allowing you to trust that you knew better

And to define yourself

I apologize for teaching you

To shrink yourself

To make others more comfortable

Make yourself small

To satisfy those around you

Attempt to appear less beautiful

To make others feel better about themselves

Appear be less intelligent

To make others feel less intimidated

And to be less loud

And take up less space in the world.

For believing that you were your body

And your outer shell was more important

Than your inner soul

And for believing that you had to prove yourself and your worth to others

In order to be deserving of a place in the world.

And I want you to know

I’m proud of you

I’m grateful for you

And I’m in awe of how far you’ve come

And who you are becoming.

Please forgive me for failing to recognise your worth

Please forgive me for believing that you weren’t enough

And that you were undeserving of love

And please know that from this moment on

I’m putting your needs first

I’m listening to your guidance

I’m allowing you to take up space and be your own unique person

I’m celebrating you fully even when others don’t

I’m embracing who you authentically are

I’m forgiving you for the times when you’ve failed and stumbled

I’m refusing to allow others to bring you down and make you feel less about yourself due to external factors beyond your control

And I’m choosing to love and accept you fully

Starting from today.

Word by Tahlia Hunter

Thought

You may have heard the phrase “beware the Ides of March,” but what is an Ides and what’s there to fear? The Ides is actually a day that comes about every month, not just in March—according to the ancient Roman calendar, at least. The Romans tracked time much differently than we do now, with months divided into groupings of days counted before certain named days: the Kalends at the beginning of the month, the Ides at the middle, and the Nones between them. In a 31-day month such as March, the Kalends was day 1, with days 2–6 being counted as simply “before the Nones.” The Nones fell on day 7, with days 8–14 “before the Ides” and the 15th as the Ides. Afterward the days were counted as “before the Kalends” of the next month. In shorter months these days were shifted accordingly.

You have probably heard of the Ides of March, however, because it is the day Roman statesman Julius Caesar was assassinated. The immortal words “Beware the Ides of March” are uttered in William Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar to the leader by a fortune-teller. Other bad things have happened on March 15, of course, but there’s probably no reason to beware March’s Ides more than the Ides of any other month.

Thought

Letting Go…

To let go isn’t to forget, not to think about, or ignore. It doesn’t leave feelings of anger, jealousy, or regret.

Letting go isn’t winning, and it isn’t losing. It’s not about pride, and it’s not about how you appear, and it’s not obsessing or dwelling on the past.

Letting go isn’t blocking memories or thinking sad thoughts, and doesn’t leave emptiness, hurt, or sadness. It’s not giving in or giving up.

Letting go isn’t about loss and it’s not defeat.

To let go is to cherish memories, and overcome and move on. It’s having an open mind and confidence in the future.

Letting go is accepting. It’s learning and experiencing and growing.

To let go is to be thankful for the experiences that made you laugh, made you cry, and made you grow. It’s about all that you have, all that you had, and all that you will soon again.

Letting go is having the courage to accept change, and the strength to keep moving.

Letting go is growing up. It’s realizing that the heart can sometimes be the most potent remedy.

To let go is to open a door, and to clear a path, and to set you free.

Best, Jay

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MORE CHOICES ON MARCH 17, 2023

I am looking forward to my birthday and have lots of ideas for things to do next year.

Is my apartment a playground or a prison ?

Both. I want a playground.

But most of all I am happy to be alive and living from day to day.

I am sorry I downsized and unfriended people .

For some reason, they no longer want to be my friend or whatever.

Why?

I dont know.

I am tired of thinking about all of it.

BUT I have made a decision.

I am going to stay in Paris for good. My home is here now and I have a plan that requires Paris…

SO, I need a playground in my apartment! At least until I get ready to come out of it. I’m not ready yet.

Just know that I don’t want to die yet ….

But I don’t have a choice

But let’s pretend I do. I choose not to die yet.

Why??? It is not so bad. And it’s easier …. Ugh….Living is hard….

Death is easy..,,,

Eight years ago a friend sent me this. Passing it along for some, just in case they need it. It spoke to me, when I needed it and again today when it poped up in my memory

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,

spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts

for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength.

I stand still until, at length, she hangs like a speck

of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then, someone at my side says, “There, she is gone”

Gone where?

Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast,

hull and spar as she was when she left my side.

And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.

Her diminished size is in me — not in her.

And, just at the moment when someone says, “There, she is gone,”

there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices

ready to take up the glad shout, “Here she comes!”

And that is dying…

Death comes in its own time, in its own way.

Death is as unique as the individual experiencing it.

Easy….

But I want to live because I have a plan

My Plan….I want to provide a Safe Haven for my people and family who need to feel safe in today’s chaotic world. I have named it Chez Clarissa and these are the details:

(I dont know if this will work – mixing the currencies of two countries but I am going to try because I need to get started and I have people to help me with international currencies)

Two story townhouse on a tree lined street in a gated community in an excellent neighborhood in Paris with a full staff of eight or nine saleries

– care taking couple of family with child in studio upstairs and salary to be negotiated

-chef

– soo chef in studio off kitchen

Gardener

Accountant

Personal Assistant

Driver and Mercedes

Couple on call for day trips

Service fresh flowers delivery everywhere on 4 tables

Real wood real brass working fireplace Steinway piano 2 dogs Missy and Laurel and two cats Chipper and Tigger

Concierge for booking

Budget is estimated at $3 million dollars but I don’t know about the income stream after the initial purchase so that could change.

So I need to be here and not there for now…., but I need help …

Bishop Steven Charleston ~ “I have a blessing for you: may the things in your life work. After a very long experience I believe the best that can happen is for things to simply work as they are supposed to. The phone, the car, the plumbing, the house. Your eyesight, your hearing, your hands, your body. It would be great if things would just work as they are supposed to, so we can get back to what life felt like before they stopped working.

It was in my brokenness

That I found healing

It was in my confusion

That I found clarity

It was in my discomfort

That I found ease

It was in my anger

That I found peace

It was in my dissatisfaction

That I found inspiration

It was in my pain

That I found contentment

It was in my sorrow

That I found joy

It was in my stress

That I found solace

It was in my loneliness

That I found comfort in my own presence

It was in my regret

That I found satisfaction

It was in my insecurity

That I found self-acceptance

It was in my weariness

That I found energy

It was in my boredom

That I found creativity

It was in my restriction

That I found empowerment

It was in my feelings of unworthiness

That I found confidence

And it was in my feelings of rejection

That I found self-love

And discovered

That true alchemy

Is not turning lead into gold

But creating something beautiful from pain:

Finding meaning in the tough times

And allowing them to shape you

Into someone better, wiser

Kinder, maturer and stronger.

Words by Tahlia Hunter

Next time I will tell you what I have done to make my apartment a playground.

Best , Jay

Lies v.Truth

I dont know what the truth is anymore . Everyone lies. Has it always been like that? I don’t think so .So I can just make it up., I can decide what is true and what is not. Ugh

I dont want that job! Ugh ugh

I don’t have a choice. It comes with the package. No name . Just choose .

But beware being too rigid or God will smile and I don’t think you will like it.!

SO flexibility .

Don’t push the river. It flows by itself

A thought….I apologize if this is too political…,

I have a dream. I want to provide a Safe Haven for my people and family who need to feel safe in today’s chaotic world. I have named it Chez Clarissa and these are the details:

(I dont know if this will work – mixing the currencies of two countries but I am going to try because I need to get started and I have people to help me with international currencies)

Two story townhouse on a tree lined street in a gated community in an excellent neighborhood in Paris with a full staff of eight or nine saleries

– care taking couple of family with child in studio upstairs and salary to be negotiated

-chef

– soo chef in studio off kitchen

Gardener

Accountant

Personal Assistant

Driver and Mercedes

Couple on call for day trips

Service fresh flowers delivery everywhere on 4 tables

Real wood real brass working fireplace Steinway piano 2 dogs Missy and Laurel and two cats Chipper and Tigger

Concierge for booking

Budget is estimated at $3 million dollars but I don’t know about the income stream after the initial purchase so that could change.

Another thought…

The “Big Lie” – it’s a loaded term soaked in the genocide of World War II, but I think it’s a notion that must be marshalled – with care – in the Age of Trump (which must be understood to include not only the former President but all who enable and abet his assault on the truth).

There are many who are documenting the thousands of outright lies the former President spews with the abandon of a crop duster in a tornado. And this bearing witness to history is a noble and vital task. But what I worry is that with each focus on the daily outrage, we are missing the truth . Odds are no matter what day your last summer read this, there will be a tweet proving this point. And many of his stalwarts in Congress are weaponizing lies in the midterm elections. But rather than write about any one lie, I want to look at what is the purpose of these lies.

I see them as falling under concrete goals

1) Protect the personal and business interests of the President.

2) Deflect from news, or any facts, that call into question the President’s standing.

3) Mask the unpopularity of the GOP agenda.

4) Keep political power in line with the structural injustices of the past.

5) Play to fear by distorting and scapegoating “the other.”

6) Deny expertise – from climate science, to economics, to education – and brand it as elitist.

7) Undermine any accountability, whether it comes from the press, the justice system, or national or international societal pressures.

I am sure this is not an exhaustive list. I would be eager for your additions. But it is important to start seeing this Presidency and those who enable it as a monolithic force. And also to recognize, that for all the power they have accumulated, the “big lie” is that their version of America is popular. They wouldn’t be lying so much if they thought they could win on the merits of the truth.

And the biggest way to attack the big lie is to vote in such numbers that “This is the truth!” will ring forth at such s decibel level from precincts across America that it can not be denied.

You Are.

I Am.because

We Are.because it creates

Oneness.for

Global Consciousness

Best, Jay

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CURVE BALLS with love FROM PARIS from Jay!

This has been on my mind this past week……..

Life is full of unexpected twists and turns, and sometimes we find ourselves in situations that we cannot change. It can be frustrating and disheartening, but it’s important to remember that these challenges are not meant to defeat us, but to inspire us to change ourselves. When we face adversity, it’s an opportunity to grow, evolve, and transform into a better version of ourselves. It’s part of the essence of life, and it’s what makes us resilient and adaptable. By embracing change and committing to personal growth, we can overcome any obstacle and live a life that is rich, fulfilling, and meaningful. So when life throws you a curveball, don’t despair – instead, take it as a challenge to change yourself and become the best possible version of you.

I am realizing at this late date that I was wrong about most things and thought I knew what was right! I was wrong. Oops

And I have been a Pollyanna all my life and I am tired. I looked for that pony and tried to be Honey bunch. I need someone else to carry the torch for awhile.

I want to live and not die but I need help.

A thought ….. maybe I need to let go !

Letting Go…

To let go isn’t to forget, not to think about, or ignore. It doesn’t leave feelings of anger, jealousy, or regret.

Letting go isn’t winning, and it isn’t losing. It’s not about pride, and it’s not about how you appear, and it’s not obsessing or dwelling on the past.

Letting go isn’t blocking memories or thinking sad thoughts, and doesn’t leave emptiness, hurt, or sadness. It’s not giving in or giving up.

Letting go isn’t about loss and it’s not defeat.

To let go is to cherish memories, and overcome and move on. It’s having an open mind and confidence in the future.

Letting go is accepting. It’s learning and experiencing and growing.

To let go is to be thankful for the experiences that made you laugh, made you cry, and made you grow. It’s about all that you have, all that you had, and all that you will soon again.

Letting go is having the courage to accept change, and the strength to keep moving.

Letting go is growing up. It’s realizing that the heart can sometimes be the most potent remedy.

To let go is to open a door, and to clear a path, and to set you free.

Another thought…. I don’t know how to Not be a Pollyanna!

Read for today’s guidance from the Universe

The Ever-Unfolding Rose. Cracked open. It’s happening for you, not to you…

I have always loved roses.

The challenge of life is to keep your heart open when you most want to close it. To let life crack you open. To open through hurt and loss. To allow what is falling away to fall away.

Being human is a courageous act. A life well-lived is full of losses and tragedies, as much as triumphs and adventures. Wherever you find yourself at the moment, life is coaxing you to keep your heart open no matter how much it hurts. To continually unfold. To let life crack you open.

Perhaps you are going through a difficult time right now. Instead of cursing the difficulty, see it as a blessing. To open yourself up to the truth that, perhaps, as hard as it may be, life is happening for you, not to you. And one day, in the not-too-distant future, you may just bless the thing that broke you down and cracked you open because the world needs you open.

Now is the time to go gently. To treat yourself like a tender, sweet baby. To wrap yourself up in a blanket and trust that the Mother has you cradled in her arms. The seas may not all be smooth sailing, but you are safe and you are held. One day, not too far from today, you will look back at the transformation and be blown away by the poetry of life.

Everything is going to be OK.

“Life is not easy for any of us. But what of that? We must have perseverance and above all confidence in ourselves. We must believe that we are gifted for something and that this thing must be attained.”- Marie Curie–

BEST. JAY

Some Thoughts for February 25, 2023 From Paris..

I am having difficulty staying grounded. I don’t know why. Am I getting better or worse ? I think I am getting better because my mind is sharper than before. I remember things I got rid of when I was downsizing. Dave Harrison gave me a watch that worked reliably. I got rid of it because I was angry. I am sorry I did that. I am focusing on staying grounded. I am better

I need my journals for reference

Oops

No one is ever ready. Now is a good time as any…..

When I was acting, I had terrible stage fright and still do.

Oops

Guess what! I am creating again .

Singing and writing eating new foods. I’m not sure what happened I am now working with what I can.

I miss my former life but I’m moving on. And I will not stop. I am healthy and working with my body as my copilot .

A thought…..

“BEGINNING TODAY

Beginning today, I will no longer worry about yesterday.

It is in the past and the past will never change.

Only I can change by choosing to do so.

Beginning today, I will no longer worry about tomorrow.

Tomorrow will always be there, waiting for me to make the most of it. But I cannot make the most of tomorrow without first making the most of today.

Beginning today, I will look in the mirror and I will see a person worthy of my respect and admiration.

This capable person looking back at me is someone I enjoy spending time with and someone I would like to get to know better.

Beginning today, I will cherish each moment of my life.

I value this gift bestowed upon me in this world and I will unselfishly share this gift with others.

I will use this gift to enhance the lives of others.

Beginning today, I will take a moment to step off the beaten path and to revel in the mysteries I encounter.

I will face challenges with courage and determination.

I will overcome what barriers there may be which hinder my quest for growth and self-improvement.

Beginning today, I will take life one day at a time, one step at a time.

Discouragement will not be allowed to taint my positive self-image, my desire to succeed or my capacity to love.

Beginning today, I walk with renewed faith in human kindness.

Regardless of what has gone before, I believe there is hope for a brighter and better future.

Beginning today, I will open my mind and my heart.

I will welcome new experiences. I will meet new people.

I will not expect perfection from myself nor anyone else: perfection does not exist in an imperfect world.

But I will applaud the attempt to overcome human foibles.

Beginning today, I am responsible for my own happiness and I will do things that make me happy . . .

admire the beautiful wonders of nature, listen to my favourite music, pet a kitten or a puppy, soak in a bubble bath . . .

Pleasure can be found in the most simple of gestures.

Beginning today, I will learn something new; I will try something different; I will savour all the various flavors life has to offer me. I will change what I can and the rest I will let go.

I will strive to become the best me I can possibly be.

Beginning today.

And every day.”

Author-Penny White

Another thought…..

This is the reason Hercule Poirot is Belgian

From Writer’s Almanac:

“It’s the birthday of Belgian mystery writer Georges Simenon (books by this author), born in Liège (1903). He wrote over 500 novels and short stores, many of them featuring a compassionate detective named Jules Maigret, who enjoyed fine wine, his wife, and solving cases by pondering human nature, rather than using violence. Simenon said he got the idea for his detective while on a boating trip in The Netherland Canals. He said he imagined ‘a large, powerfully built gentleman I thought would make a passable inspector. As the day wore on, I added other features: a pipe, a bowler hat, a thick overcoat with a velvet collar, and, as it was cold and damp, I put a cast-iron stove in his office.’

Before Simenon hit it big with the Maigret novels, he wrote pulp fiction under 17 pen names and worked as a police reporter and rubbed elbows with prostitutes, murderers, and thieves, which helped make his novels more exciting. He once said, “We are all potentially characters in a novel — with the difference that characters in a novel really get to live their lives to the full.”

Simenon could write 80 pages a day and sometimes finish the draft of a novel in 10 days, a rigid schedule that required him to have doctor’s checkups before the start of each new work. He found characters names by thumbing through telephone directories from around the world and often wrote out detailed maps of the towns and cities in his books. William Faulkner was a big fan of Simenon, saying, ‘He makes me think of Chekhov.'”

“Don’t ever wish for another’s pain in their heart to go away. Don’t try to fix or remove it, or hurry it away. Don’t wish for them to be just happy, over it; okay.

For this pain holds essential truth for them. It holds the very seeds of the healing their soul needs, even if they don’t consciously know that themselves. At some deep unfathomable level, in a place that’s unseen and unknown, a quiet wisdom is working away, sowing the necessary seedlings for that person’s soul’s next steps.

Their pain IS the essential soil of that healing. So to wish it away or gone or over already, is to stop growth in its tracks. Everyone’s soul works on its own time. It must never be hurried or denied. Honouring this simple yet profound truth is the best type of support you can give to someone in pain. To be a solid yet soft presence in their life, holding consistent attention and love for them, is the most “doing” you ever need to offer them as they journey forward at their own pace and in their own way.”

— Angela Dunning

Just something to think about…

Jay is speaking. Hello, ….

Best, Jay

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CHOICES

This is on my mind…

Life is a choice., live or die !!

I don’t want to die, so I need to live. And that is the hard part after this pandemic. I thought I would die . And actually I was happy staying inside for a lonnnnnng time. Now is time to get out and live again. GO…..

Sounds glamorous in Paris. but it is not I miss my family but no one wants me because I have brain damage .

So I am staying in Paris and tending to hibernate . Oops.

I didn’t believe that my family would abandon me in my old age but they did and have !

But the only important thing is that I am alive and I will be 86 on March 30th. And I have a lot of living to do!

My grandmother lived to be 112 almost. So my DNA is good.

So I am focusing on good health and my brain .

This Christmas, I realized for the first time how frightened Mary must have been to be pregnant and no one would believe her that she had not had sex with a man. I wouldn’t. Would you ? No. And Joseph helped her anyway because he loved her.

I was pregnant and knew I was pregnant but I had slept with a man and a baby girl was on her way.

And the Magi were people in foreign countries who were astrologers and had to travel by camel caravans. It took a long time. Maybe a year or more.

I have had a wonderful life and I think it would be a wonderful film for a producer and it is still going on!! I have lots of ideas for Paris but got stopped in my tracks by the pandemic and my brain and fear galore. But I think it will be over at some point and I will continue…. The War and the New Normal and Climate Change and God’s Plan to be a light in the dark for a hurting world.

You need to keep going, too. Let’s do it together!!

Best, Jay

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Winter Thoughts

The winter solstice time is no longer celebrated as it once was, with the understanding that this is a period of descent and rest, of going within our homes, within ourselves and taking in all that we have been through, all that has passed in this full year which is coming to a close… like nature and the animal kingdom around us, this time of hibernation is so necessary for our tired limbs, our burdened minds.

Our modern culture teaches avoidance at a max at this time; alcohol, lights, shopping, overworking, over spending, comfort food and consumerism.

And yet the natural tug to go inwards as nearly all creatures are doing is strong and the weather so bitter that people are left feeling that winter is hard, because for those of us without burning fires and big festive families, it can be lonely and isolating. Whereas in actual fact winter is kind, she points us in her quiet soft way towards our inner self, towards this annual time of peace and reflection, embracing the darkness and forgiving, accepting and loving embracing goodbye the past year.

“Winter takes away the distractions, the buzz, and presents us with the perfect time to rest and withdraw into a womb like love, bringing fire & light to our hearth”.

.. and then, just around the corner the new year will begin again, and like a seed planted deep in the earth, we will all rise with renewed energy once again to dance in the sunlight

Life is a gift a Happy winter to you all…

Best, Jay

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TOPSY TURVY

Can you feel it ? We are being turned upside down and inside out . Topsy Turvy I don’t have anything else to say–

A prayer…..

Give me the courage to face the challenges of my day, no matter how large or small.

May I never lose sight of the sunlight on the other side of the storms..

For that will always give me the strength, courage and perseverance to see things through.

Give me the passion to fill my spirit and move me to greater heights and more awareness.

May the things I pursue bring joy to my heart and peace to my soul, so that I will always have that fire burning inside me.

Give me the serenity to understand that my journey is as it is meant to be and nothing happens by chance.

People and things come into my life for a reason, for it’s up to me to figure out why..

To step back and understand the reasons, learn the lessons and appreciate the growth…

even though sometimes, things don’t go as I want them to.

But I’ll always what I need and where I’m meant to be.

This journey is mine and mine alone, though I’m blessed to have so many wonderful people walking this path beside me..

My people that love me just as I am and accept me for all my quirks, flaws and uniqueness.

That’s the love I tuck into my heart to carry me through the hard times- when I don’t think I can keep going but feel the love and find a way.

Maybe I’ll take some wrong turns, but they’re not really wrong..they’re just places I needed to go and people I had to meet to teach me who I was and what I’m capable of.

I know there will always be long nights and tears to cry, that’s just part of finding myself.

Every person, every broken heart, every situation has something to show me if I’m willing to open my eyes.

But every day is a blessing that I’m thankful to have and an opportunity to find the beauty in the moments, help someone in need, be kind to another soul.

There will never an obstacle I can’t overcome or a problem I can’t solve.

Most of all, what I know is this:

There’s always hope to inspire me, love to lift me up and strength to carry me through.

Every end is just a new beginning and with passion in my spirit and eyes lifted, I’ll find my way.

Maybe it’s not perfect, easy or ideal, but it’s my journey..

And taking one step after another, I can realize my dreams and follow the stars.

I can do anything, be anyone and become anything.

It all starts now, with me, and a little sprinkle of hope, dash of courage and a touch of belief.

That’s how I make today great.

The Ravenwolf

Favorite Memes

Best, Jay

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THOUGHTS FOR TODAY AND SUNDAY FUNNIES

Have to share from Janice Harrington…

If you know these words you are almost as old as I am:

Thought you’d enjoy this nostalgia trip through the old-time dictionary. Incidentally, the correct spelling is “Murgatroyd” and the phrase was voiced by Snaggletooth in the Yogi Bear cartoons. How about “beater” or “bucket of bolts” as substitutes for “jalopy”?

Lost Words From Our Childhood!

Mergatroyd? Do you remember that word? Would you believe the spell-checker did not recognize the word, Mergatroyd? Heavens to Mergatroyd!

The other day a not so elderly (I say 75) lady said something to her son about driving a Jalopy; and he looked at her quizzically and said, “What the heck is a Jalopy?” He had never heard of the word jalopy! She knew she was old … But not that old.

Well, I hope you are Hunky Dory after you read this and chuckle.

About a month ago, I illuminated some old expressions that have become obsolete because of the inexorable march of technology. These phrases included: Don’t touch that dial; Carbon copy; You sound like a broken record; and Hung out to dry.

Back in the olden days we had a lot of moxie. We’d put on our best bib and tucker, tostraighten up and fly right.

Heavens to Betsy! Gee whillikers! Jumping Jehoshaphat! Holy Moley!

We were in like Flynn and living the life of Riley; and even a regular guy couldn’t accuse us of being a knucklehead, a nincompoop or a pill. Not for all the tea in China!

Back in the olden days, life used to be swell, but when’s the last time anything was swell? Swell has gone the way of beehives, pageboys and the D.A.; of spats, knickers, fedoras, poodle skirts, saddle shoes, and pedal pushers.

Oh, my aching back! Kilroy was here, but he isn’t anymore.

We wake up from what surely has been just a short nap, and before we can say, “Well, I’ll be a monkey’s uncle!”Or, “This is a fine kettle of fish!” We discover that the words we grew up with, the words that seemed omnipresent, as oxygen, have vanished with scarcely a notice from our tongues and our pens and our keyboards.

Poof, go the words of our youth, the words we’ve left behind. We blink, and they’re gone. Where have all those great phrases gone?

Long gone: Pshaw, The milkman did it. Hey! It’s your nickel. Don’t forget to pull the chain. Knee high to a grasshopper Well, Fiddlesticks! Going like sixty. I’ll see you in the funny papers. Don’t take any wooden nickels. Wake up and smell the roses.

It turns out there are more of these lost words and expressions than Carter has liver pills. This can be disturbing stuff! (Carter’s Little Liver Pills are gone too!)

Leaves us to wonder where Superman will find a phone booth.

See ya later, alligator! Okidoki.

You’ll notice they left out “Monkey Business”!!!

WE ARE THE CHILDREN OF THE FABULOUS 50’S AND 60’S .. NO ONE WILL EVER HAVE THAT OPPORTUNITY AGAIN …

WE WERE GIVEN ONE OF OUR MOST PRECIOUS GIFTS: LIVING IN THE PEACEFUL AND UPWARDLY MOBILE TIMES.

WHAT A TRIP!

Have to share from Janice Harrington…

If you know these words you are almost as old as I am:

Lost Words From Our Childhood!

Mergatroyd? Do you remember that word? Would you believe the spell-checker did not recognize the word, Mergatroyd? Heavens to Mergatroyd!

Well, I hope you are Hunky Dory after you read this and chuckle.

Back in the olden days we had a lot of moxie. We’d put on our best bib and tucker, tostraighten up and fly right.

Heavens to Betsy! Gee whillikers! Jumping Jehoshaphat! Holy Moley!

We were in like Flynn and living the life of Riley; and even a regular guy couldn’t accuse us of being a knucklehead, a nincompoop or a pill. Not for all the tea in China!

Oh, my aching back! Kilroy was here, but he isn’t anymore.

Poof, go the words of our youth, the words we’ve left behind. We blink, and they’re gone. Where have all those great phrases gone?

It turns out there are more of these lost words and expressions than Carter has liver pills. This can be disturbing stuff! (Carter’s Little Liver Pills are gone too!)

Leaves us to wonder where Superman will find a phone booth.

See ya later, alligator! Okidoki.

You’ll notice they left out “Monkey Business”!!!

WE ARE THE CHILDREN OF THE FABULOUS 50’S AND 60’S .. NO ONE WILL EVER HAVE THAT OPPORTUNITY AGAIN …

WE WERE GIVEN ONE OF OUR MOST PRECIOUS GIFTS: LIVING IN THE PEACEFUL AND UPWARDLY MOBILE TIMES.

WHAT A TRIP!

EMPATHY🌷

When you plant lettuce, if it does not grow well don’t blame the lettuce. You look for reasons it is not doing well. It may need fertilizer, or more water, or less sun. You never blame the lettuce. Yet, if we have problems with our friends or family, we blame the other person. But if we know how to take care of them, they will grow well, like the lettuce.

Blaming has no positive effect at all, nor does trying to persuade using reason and argument. That is my experience. No blame, no reasoning, no argument. just understanding. If you understand, and you show that you understand, you can love, and the situation will change.

~THÍCH NHẠT HẠNH

BEST, JAY

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OCTOBER – NO COMMENT COMMENTARY

This is on my mind…

I am glad to see October move on out

Why?

I don’t know but I am. I was glad to see August go and September go and now October go.

I don’t like this year. Period. Pollyanna has lost her bloom and Annie has not seen her sun yet. Ugh. I don’t know what is going on lots of hiccups…. Vertigo for two years …..

Too negative?

Okay let me flip it to positive..

I am excited about each day I wake up and know I am still alive SO

But I have doubts about these years being golden ,,,,

What is good about them ?

I can say what I think and not care if you are offended….

I can talk to myself and no judgment of my actions….

I always have control of the TV clickers….

There is a dilemma

I don’t want to live and I don’t want to die.

Oops.

But being alive trumps being dead. A dizzy day and night are better than ……

~Marie Curie

If there’s one thing we all need to stop doing, it’s waiting around for someone else to show up and change our lives. Just be the person you’ve been waiting for. Live your life as if you are the love of it. Because that’s the only thing you know for sure – that through every triumph, every failure, every fear and every gain that you will ever experience until the day you die, you are going to be present. You are going to be the person who shows up to accept your rewards. You are going to be the person who holds your own hand when you’re broken. You are going to be the person who gets yourself up off the floor every time you get knocked down and if those things are not love-of-your-life qualities, I don’t know what are. ~Heidi Priebe

DISCOVER BOIS DE BOULOGNE Created during the mid-19th century reign of Napoleon III, Bois de Boulogne sits proudly on the western edge of the 16th Arrondissement. At 845 hectares it’s not the largest park (that title goes to Bois de Vincennes on the other side of town) but it’s the ritziest. Two times bigger than NYC’s Central Park, the Bois de Boulogne is a Parisian playground — there are lakes, waterfalls, picnic areas, a hippodrome, the Roland Garros tennis complex, even a children’s park and zoo.