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Sometimes the simplest thing makes you stop and think that maybe you’ve been rushing through life just a little to much.
Such was the leaf you see in the picture above. Raindrops glistening on it, it was caught in a moment of time that would never happen again. I came across it while on a walk.
It wasn’t a great painting that brought me to my knees (I’ve had a couple old masters do that to me in the past) it wasn’t a single, double or even a triple rainbow… I’ve seen all three of those. It was just a simple little leaf in the middle of the sidewalk and it set off an epiphany I couldn’t ignore.
This year I spent a lot of time working at break neck speed and I just don’t feel like I’ve really accomplished much. I have, when I really take a look at what’s happened this year. But I still can’t shake the feeling that I’ve been doing the hamster wheel run.
So, for 2013 I hereby vow, I’m going to take more leaf moments. Maybe even full days. Maybe even a week or two, or even more.
Of course, the fact that no one wants to keep up with me might have a little to do with that decision, too. :)
(c) 2012 SR Jak
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The Cat in the Window
The cat in the window
watches the rain fall,
and fall.
He yawns, stretches,
jumps down and crosses the room
to snuggle on the couch with me and my book.
As the rain falls,
and falls.
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(c) srjak 2012
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Rainy Outside, Sunny Inside
Well, it’s definitely the season now in the Pacific Northwest. Monday and rain. Looks like I won’t be going on a nice long walk like I wanted. Which is just as well.
I have a new scene to add to the script that we’ll be recording in the next couple weeks, then it’s send it off to the powers-that-be to see if it’s approved. It’s not a necessary scene but it could be a helpful one so… we’ll see.
Then there’s this little artsy/craftsy project scattered over my sunroom floor that needs to be taken care of. If it turns out the way I hope it will it could add a few $$ to the purse so I can record the next Jewel of the God Adventure. Fingers crossed.
Someone accused me the other day of doing nothing but work. If I’m not writing, I’m putting together some crafty project, or I’m vending at a flea market. What this other person fails to realize, however, is that all three of those activities are activities I love to do.
The other night I had a three and a half hour Skype meeting on the script. Love technology. The other party pulled up the pages of the script online (this was a first for me and I could kick myself for not getting into this earlier) and we worked, line by line. LOVED IT. Was totally jazzed and wide awake afterwards even if it was 2 in the morning.
It’s a rainy day in the Pacific Northwest and I can guarantee you, I won’t be sitting here all day glum and out of sorts because, well, it’s raining. It’s sunny inside with all the activities I love to do.
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Rain and quiet and contemplation
It’s been raining all day. Considering we’ve had a relatively long dry spell, this is not bad. This is the kind of rain that you welcome as there are no fears of flooding or other such misery. Just fuzzy hair if your hair is inclined to frizz up on such days. It’s the kind of day that makes you think of wooley sweaters, wellies and a walk in the sheep strewn countryside. Which I wouldn’t mind: please someone, a ticket to the Cotswolds?
Despite the rain I got out and walked around a little, well, not for exercise’s sake, had to get to my favorite cafe somehow. Reminds me, ought to un-check in as I left hours ago. That’s another symptom of this type of day… kind of a mental “whatever”.
I had a list of things to do today so I’ve been attending to them, I have this inner mini-me that chides me if I don’t accomplish something. None of chores on the list involve what I consider to be the perfect day: roll out of bed, make coffee, have something for breakfast and get on the computer and work, stopping only for necessary stops.
The to do list is cleared and now I have anticipation. There’s been a big project in the works and we’ve got everything pretty much pulled together; as much as you can at this point, and now I’m waiting on a phone call from my possible partner in crime here. 23 minutes. I hate waiting. But it’s good, I suppose, to have to wait because I’m using that time to think about what I’m going to do if this project goes through. There will be a change in my life if it does. Oh certain things will remain constant, which is good, it helps keep you on an even plane. But this project, it started with that little tiny step that leads to the quantum leap you don’t expect.
I’m glad it’s raining today. I’m glad it’s quiet. Sometimes you need that so you can continue that contemplation.
18 minutes more to wait.
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