blah, count, full, eye

"Count"

Go ahead, count 'em...
one little embellishment or dot for each year of my life so far.
(Jeesh...I'm not gonna tell you...you actually have to count them if you are that nosey!)







"Blah"
That was the whole of last week...weatherwise, especially.
And gray, dismal, rainy..."blah" days
are very challenging when you have a depressive tendency.
Where do you buy those "happy lights" I hear people talk about?





"Eye"

I got nothin' here.
But isn't the card cool-looking?













"Full"

The days in my plain old ordinary life are WAY TOO FULL. About a week ago, I looked at my chicken-scrawled calendar and thought, "I need to do something about this." So, I drew this puffy cloud around one day a week for the next six weeks and then crossed it out. As an afterthought I also added a big smiley face because all those x's looked a little ominous. That's it. I'm benched. No commitments. No "yes's." Just days to be me, to slow down, to breathe and...hopefully...to smile.


By the way, I'm reading Elizabeth Gilbert's book, Eat Pray Love. It is very Eastern in its spiritual bent, but I have to say that it is giving me a bug to be quiet and sit still once in a while. Last night before bed, I sat and read my Bible. (Whoa!) And then I prayed. Now, here's the kicker...it was the kind of prayer where you don't ask for anything. Part of the time I just breathed, "Jesus", over and over again. There is power in the Name... Then I sang/repeated/meditated on Micah 6:8 in the form of the song I sang as a child. He has shown thee, O Man, what is good and what the Lord requires of thee. But to do justly. And to love mercy. And to walk humbly with thy God. I'm still waiting to be miraculously transformed by these mere minutes of devotion... (Well, at least it is a start.)