Ponderings

Author: Mass Shootings | Sober Thoughts🕯️

There have been two mass shootings in America within the last 48 hours. I’ve been seeing articles about how many mass shootings there have been so far this year and how it’s outpacing the number of days in a year.

I feel like we’re living in a surreal version of 1984 in my country, albeit American flavored. When our Founding Fathers included the Right to Bear Arms into the Constitution, it was in reaction to British rule and relationships. The guns back then took minutes to load, aim and shoot ONE round. One.

I get this Political Cartoon image in my head of politicians being bunkered in at the Capitol in an Armageddon type of setting.  They’re the only ones left and the last survivors of the human race  are outside killing each other. The President will turn to his staff and go “Well, we protected their right to bear arms!” And another will say “But there’s no one left to vote for you now.”

Christianity: My Journey & Thoughts, Ponderings

Author: Update on Unshackling Myself from Materialism✝️

A few weeks ago I wrote this about resetting my mind from materialism and the constant onslaught of American marketing. Marketing in America is like trying to walk through a hallway of funhouse mirrors. You can quickly become disoriented and you intentionally have to want to leave in order to get out. 

If you’d like to join me on this journey, here are some of the steps I’ve taken so far with the saint. See if some of these would help you, too. Remember to give yourself grace and to not compare yourself to others. We’re all on our different journeys.

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Ponderings

Author: The Art of Observing Liars

One hobby I’ve developed is watching–and learning–when people lie. Writers are good observers, I believe, and we often become magpies of human behavior. We sit, we listen, we take the stimuli in and sort through it, stacking the dainty treasures into our writing closet to pick ideas from later. The collection is our mermaid cove of dainty human curiosities…

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Brief Humor & Check-Ins, Ponderings

Author: Eating the Sucker (Gyno Visit |Humor) 🍭

Every year when I visit my lovely gynocologist to do my health (fit as a fiddle), wealth (take my money) and stealth (ninja power level 9000) check, I usually do the same things:

  1. I forget how to get to the office. I remember on the way there.
  2. Once arriving, I try going through the same locked door. I walk down three feet and find an unlocked door. The mysteries of building security.
  3. I see at least one child being mischievous. It was two this time. They were both wearing surgical masks and a newspaper was suspiciously crumpled near them on a chair.
  4. The waiting room has at least one baby, usually more, and a few nervous and bored fathers. I suspect the nervous fathers are first time dads and the bored ones have been through the process a time or two.
  5. I ask the health tech if I can use the restroom like I’m back at school and am expecting to be told no and asked to finish my homework first.
  6. I eat a sucker at the checkout desk after everything is done. Why? Because I forget how old I am. And the check out secretary just smiles and hands me my paperwork. Peace, lady. ☮️
  7. I miss my turn on the way out to get back to the main road. Every. Single. Time.

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Christianity: My Journey & Thoughts, Ponderings

Author: Resetting my Brain from Materialism & Society✝️

Somewhere along the line, we lose ourselves. We find ourselves at Costco, staring at the shiny camera on the shelf, the thing that will give you x (book advertisement) and help you do y (YouTube). Marketers spend billions of dollars to trap, ensnare and keep you in their cycle of wanting, buying and eventual dissatisfaction. Set this process on repeat and there’s the foundation of the economy and personal debt, I would argue.

Despite my best (albeit fragile) attempts, I fell into this snare recently. It happened slowly, but grew in intensity. The items were mainly to help me with my writing or my writing room. I found myself getting gentle warnings of this modern day idolatry: tugs at the heart that something wasn’t quite right, conversations with people that just happened to touch on the traps of materialism and my own self reflections that eventually increased over time. After some more reflection, I feel this was God poking me with His great holy stick from on high, golden, bedazzled and gleaming with polish.

*poke, poke* *poke, poke*

After about a hundred pokes or so, the message clicked.  I’m kneeling down at the cross now and I’m cutting the ropes–the snares–I’ve suddenly found twisted around my ankles, digging into my skin, starting to leech at my soul. I’m tired of the cycle of materialism, the power money can have over you if you let it. I’m not playing the game anymore.

Enough’s enough.

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Ponderings

Author: Summer Hum

Summer officially began last week. I love all the seasons but if I were asked to rank them they would follow as this, with the first being the most liked:

  1. Fall
  2. Winter
  3. Spring
  4. Summer

Summer is a time of great production–a humming of activity and doing. Everything is growing, producing and dancing in nature’s rhythms. Fall is a slowing down of the dance, a gathering up of cloaks and grains and storing food away. In Winter, the dancers freeze and rest. In Spring we thaw and prep ourselves all over again.

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Author Musings: More Commute Adventures

Picture it. America, 2019. Middle of Spring. You’re driving back from work and the usual mixture of cars are speeding, cutting people off and acting like the selfish creatures humans daily prove they are. You come up to a car displaying several political stickers on their back window, supporting a politician and mindset you find despicable and abhorrent. But you carry your thoughts elsewhere and ponder at red lights about what to make for dinner…

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Christianity: My Journey & Thoughts, Ponderings

Indie Author Musings & Next Book: “Excuse Me, May I Pass?”

I live in a society where competition is regarded as the norm, cooperation something as secondary. The helpers or behind the scenes persons are often just as described, behind the stages and included in the “menial mentions” at parties. The “winners” are trained to take all the credit and glory. If they remember a few names at an event to thank, it may qualify for a miracle…

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Indie Author: Disability Advocacy Petition (YouTube, SBSK)

So it’s been a rough week. I start to eat a late dinner and I come across the below. YouTube has disabled comments indiscriminately for some channels, including Special Books, Special Kids. The video is raw and emotional and explains the importance of these videos, and the comments from around the world, that show disabled adults and children they are loved, accepted and wanted.

Please consider signing the petition and/or sharing the video. Together I hope we can get the comments back and shout out some more love and acceptance. Thank you.

Ponderings

Author’s Thoughts: Promises, promises (Horror & Gun Control)

I’m listening to the audio book of The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson currently. It’s a great story and I plan to pick up the novel at the library soon. I got a little lost in the house while the doctor was describing how everything was built during his tour. (He did this so the group could avoid getting lost, ironically, and learn each floor’s layout.) Hill House was built in concentric circles with the inner rooms having no windows or doors. Furthermore, everything was built slightly angled, about 15 degrees off–on purpose. The mansion was intended to catch you off guard, it seems, to perhaps idly trap you inside its interiors. It disoriented your senses, disturbed your balance.

I tilted my head at the windows and then at the stairwell, trying to catch just how everything was tilted. I couldn’t quite grasp it and I thought it was silly and dubious to waste a contractor’s time with such frivolity. A set of doors had closed earlier in the dining room and we were seeing if footsteps on the angled floors caused the doors to shut on their own. I sense these details are themes that will come back around in the closing pages. Ms. Jackson is a sharp writer and she’s leaving her bread crumbs in the pages, beguiling. I scurry along, following the group as we leave doors open behind us, turning our heads to check them before crossing into an adjoining hallway. One particularly heavy door has a stool put before it to make sure it stayed open. We’ll see if they’re closed or open when we return.

Horror is fine, it seems, if we can control it or try to make sense of it. When Halloween comes and goes, the decorations and ghost stories seem comical afterwards, don’t they? Horror movies can be paused; masks taken off and put into storage, easily forgotten about until next year. But what about real horror? What about people getting shot in a bar, running around defenseless in smoke curtains created by a stalking predator? What about Jews worshiping in their synagogue and being slaughtered?  What about children and teenagers, coming to class and not leaving alive?

Our country averts its eyes back towards the rotting Jack-O-Lanterns. They stare back, gaping at our stupidity.

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