Tag: thoughtful thurs

Thoughtful Thursday – Humbled

The beach near Seal Point Kaikoura, NZ

The older I get, the quieter I become. Life has humbled me so deeply. It has taken me many years to realize how much time I’ve wasted on nonsense. I am only now beginning to find a place for my sparkly star-shaped self in a beige world of square pegs and round holes. To listen to the words of the wind in the trees.

“A perfect blossom in a rare thing. You could spend your life looking for one and it would not be a wasted life.” ~ Katsumoto ~The Last Samurai

~Til next time ~The answer is blowing in the wind ~JP

Thoughtful Thursday – October Playlist

Some spooky tunes for October.

digital collage from my polyvore collection

I put a spell on you – Creedence Clearwater Revival
Magic Man – Heart
Ain’t No Rest For The Wicked – Cage The Elephant
Zombie Jamboree – The Kingston Trio
Monster Mash – Bobby Pickett
Swamp Witch – Jim Stafford
Witchy Woman – The Eagles
Sky Fire (Mandragora) – Llewellyn
Abracadabra – Steve Miller Band
Demons – Imagine Dragons
Thriller – Michael Jackson
Black Magic Woman – Santana
Crystal – Fleetwood Mac
Hanging Tree – Blackmore’s Night
Autumn Leaves – Ed Sheeran

Listen on Spotify here

Til next time ~Peace Peeps ~JP

Thoughtful Thursday – September Playlist

I’ve come to the conclusion that music is absolutely, positively essential to this Spoonie’s morning routine. I skip the tunes and I’m dragging around like a half-dead-out-of-the-water Scyphozoa. Yep, gotta have the tunes. Here’s what I’m listening to on September mornings.

September 2022 Playlist

Something Wild ~ Lindsey Stirling
Passionate Kisses ~ Mary Chapin Carpenter
Happy ~ Pharrell Williams
Uneasy Rider ~ Charlie Daniels Band
Knock Three Times ~ Tony Orlando & Dawn
Human ~ The Killers
Wild Thing ~ The Troggs
The Little Old Lady from Pasadena ~ Jan and Dean
Time After Time ~ Cyndi Lauper
See You in September ~ The Happenings
September ~ Earth, Wind and Fire
September ~ The Shins
Changes in Latitudes ~ Jimmy Buffet
Both Sides Now – Joni Mitchell
Wake Me Up When September Comes ~ Green Day
Moonlight Feels Right ~ Starbuck

So, let’s fire up a player and get goin’. If you’d like, you can listen on Spotify here.

Til next time ~Thank you for the music ~JP

Thoughtful Thursday – Good Enough Days

photo from pixabay

How are you on this cool autumn morning? Are you gazing at your perfectly pegged fresh laundered linens wafting in the gentle breeze while putting the final touches on that handmade card for next month’s birthdays? Will you be settling down to a breakfast table, prettily laid for one and savor a slice of homemade quiche with a dollop of Summer tomato chutney, followed by a perfectly frothed cappuccino? Yeah, me neither.

For while I have known those perfect days, and I will know them again, today is not that day. Today is a drinking bagged black tea brewed in a giant Halloween mug while scarfing down a bowl of raisin bran day. And that’s OK. Today is a low-spoons day, when I do the bare minimum to see us through the week ahead. To make sure we have clean clothes to wear, enough food to feed us and a kitchen floor clean enough to keep my sweet Mommy from rolling over in her grave, or smacking me upside the head in the dream world. Today is not the day I will be making performance art out of brewing coffee or turning my mantle into something worthy of artistic enshrinement.

While I want to live that perfectly decorated, elegantly cottage, shabby chic life twenty-four seven, it’s not something I’m striving for today. All of the frilly, yummy nonsense of cottage living can wait for another day and I can let everything be enough. Today, I’ll take care of myself. I shall relax and let the warm sun shine through my streaky windows while I enjoy a cup of instant coffee and a pumpkin biscuit, just because. Because my body and soul need a little nurturing today and the laundry will still be there tomorrow.

Dust if you Must – by Rose Milligan

Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be better
To paint a picture, or write a letter,
Bake a cake, or plant a seed;
Ponder the difference between want and need?

Dust if you must, but there’s not much time,
With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb;
Music to hear, and books to read;
Friends to cherish, and life to lead.

Dust if you must, but the world’s out there
With the sun in your eyes, and the wind in your hair;
A flutter of snow, a shower of rain,
This day will not come around again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
Old age will come and it’s not kind.
And when you go (and go you must)
You, yourself, will make more dust.

Til next time ~stay trippy hippies ~JP

Thoughtful Thursday – The Soft Kiss of Autumn

from my polyvore collection, finished in paint 3D

Autumn Comes

Summer passed in a verdant haze
of growing things
herbs grew in my garden
with wild abandon
birds nested and fledged
mornings were greeted with
dulcet tones of birdsong
and harmonies of the lake

Summer wound her capricious way
through the year and my heart
dancing with wild abandon
until the air itself was exhausted
then settled into lethargic rest
as we settled in a hammock
Summer and I waiting for
Autumn’s gentle kiss

And so Summer slips into slumber
and I wake to cooler mornings
and dream of soups and stews
of beeswax candles and herbal teas
I wait with the tingle of anticipation
for the supernova of color
as Autumn paints the world
in the brilliant shades of her choosing

Come Autumn, and welcome

Til next time ~Breathe in the coming season ~JP

Thoughtful Thursday – Coping with Residual COVID

Bleeding Tooth Mushroom

It has been over a month since COVID-19 descended upon my Castle Serenity. The virus itself was mild and over quickly. But, my lungs didn’t clear fully so it was on to a round of steroids and then, of course, the pursuant oral thrush. ARGHHHH!!! Stupid Covid! Now, I seem to have developed Long-haul COVID. I’m still dealing with fatigue, headaches, cough, loss of sense of smell, brain fog and anxiety. I mean seriously? Anxiety from a virus? What’s up with that like I didn’t have enough anxiety issues?

Now here’s the question, how much of this is long-covid and how much is just my wacky immune disease? How much is just summer weather? I have no idea and frankly it doesn’t matter. I have appointments scheduled discuss the most distressing of the residual effects of brain fog, anxiety and my missing sense of smell with my PCP. In the meantime, I’m using more “lists” for anything I need to remember. Although, by the time I pick up a pen, the thought is already gone. Still if I can get it to the paper I stand a pretty good chance of remembering it. And hopefully, within a few months all will be right again.

That’s it for this rant til next time remember:
The grass is always greener over the septic tank ~Erma Bombeck
~Peace ~JP