I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately about many different things. Some of it making me very angry, some making me think even more, some giving me feelings of despair, and some giving me answers.
Early in my life, I had been taught to take responsibility for what I do and I have done that for the most part. I am far from being anywhere near perfect and I acknowledge that. I have made many mistakes that I take the blame for. I hurt when I hurt others.
When others make mistakes that affect me, I try to remember that they too are human and mistakes happen. But when the same types of mistakes happen on a consistent basis I have a problem with that. I know we are suppose to forgive, but the Lord knows I have trouble with consistent mistakes. When and where is the line drawn? I know too we are to forgive at all times.
In this skin that is humanity, it is very difficult…all too easy to hate those that do these things to us. But in the end, it is I who will suffer because of not forgiving. I will be the one whose bones will ache and drawn into a state of depression and despair. It is my mind that will be filled with bitterness that is best used for the betterment of my life and for those around me while they that choose to live a life of doing what they do continue to do what they do, whether knowingly or not.
The importance of forgiving is just that…very important. The effects of harboring unforgiving thoughts is far more damaging than one can imagine. It has no benefits that will be good for me.
I am really struggling at the moment and I know I need to turn this around. I need to stop looking at what has happened over the past few years and move on. I have a lot of positive things going on and I am thankful for that.
Humility is hard to swallow. Perfection was given only to the one true God and He said that we are to forgive because He knows that if we don’t…it is we who will suffer…and we are to leave the rest to Him.
A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry
This is number 5 and again Daniel Plumer is the featured photographer.
I just have one question…do u see what eye see?
Daisies Of Yellow
Slowly approach, does the Cloud Of White
Sneaky he is, disguised in upper top right
Under cover of thick and dark it seems
Hiding behind glasses, his eyes are not seen
Laying in wait is the Rock Of Stone Mount
Face in center below, lips parched under its snout
Hand of left ready to batter what the cloud will bestow
His chest still and steady beneath the face, coming slow
‘Tis a battle to commence betwixt these two fellows
See them flee the scene, all these Daisies Of Yellow
Photo by Daniel Plumer
Poem by me
This is the third in the series
A Blogger’s Pic In Poetry
Reading has taken on a technological turn and more people are reading on electronic devices and when I saw this it brought to my mind the art of reading a paper book.
I don’t remember how I found this one but it definitely caught my eye. The first click of the picture took me to Britta Nickel’s Tumblr blog/page which is linked to Sweet Southern Nights also on Tumblr. On Sweet Southern Nights you will find an array of photos that range from A to Z.
The art of reading in abnormal tradition
Feet in air bare monumental condition
Hard copy in hand, there’s nothing like it
Twenty seven times straight, becomes habit
Photo taken by: Unknown
Poem by me
I may have spoken too soon when I mentioned how bad it wasn’t here, concerning Hurricane Sandy….not thinking about what may happen elsewhere. It began to unfold as I got bits and pieces of what was happening north of us while I was at work today.
As I sit here watching the news, the devastation is coming to light. I almost feel as if I was being selfish, but I posted that before the northern portion of our area had been hit. Still for me, it doesn’t lessen the blow.
The loss of life and property is mounting and so does my feelings of being an idiot.
Lessons are learned in so many different ways. I wish I didn’t have to learn this one.
My thoughts and prayers go out to the families who have lost loved ones and to the survivors who will recover from this change that has taken hold of their lives.
Hurricane Sandy is making an impact but could be much worse due to its size and I for one feel very fortunate because this could very well be a Category 2 or higher hurricane which would have made this a much more destructive storm than what it is….not to say Sandy isn’t doing any damage at the size it is.
The photos above were taken one week ago at the Virginia Beach Oceanfront at 9th street.
These were taken today, same area.
They were taken in the morning around the same time, about 8:30.
What a difference.
This is a short video I shot while taking the pictures.
TheWife and I went over to Charles’ and Darcel’s to visit earlier today.
Kiah greeted us at the door.
Ava was brushing her teeth.
Samuel was out cold.
They are growing so fast!
After Samuel woke up, I asked if I could take his picture and
he said “NO!” A few minutes later he was standing in front
of me and I called his name several times and he ignored me.
So I took this one.
Kiah drew the picture of the house and girl
Ava traced her hand and made a girl out of it
Samuel got to go to the library to return books and DVDs and also
to get some new stuff.
Upon returning, it was time for each of them to claim their spots
for viewing a DVD of their choosing.
Aaaah yes…such a Grand visit.
I’m happy to report that I am back to working on past and future projects, and getting myself on a schedule that will work for me….not easy. Most of the graphic designing is done late evenings into the wee hours of the mornings, so my daytime is mostly frame work…cutting, glue, testing to see what works and making necessary changes.
A new project I have is another custom 8×8 shadow box clock. This is a digital clock design that should be done soon…the clock is currently in shipment to me. Once it’s here it won’t take long to finalize everything. As you can see in the picture below, the facial molding is being put in place.
Once the moldings are in place and secure, I will cut the glass for the front of the clock. The frame won’t be painted until the glass is cut.
|Yes, I cut glass too
I’ll be working on this and other frames I have in waiting. They will not all be clocks.
If you remember, I had sold two 8×8 shadow box clocks but didn’t post any pictures because one was a gift item and I was waiting for permission to post the pictures trying not to spoil the surprise. But one of them was another Rise Above design.
|Rise Above 8×8 Shadow Box Clock
|The one on the right is the gift clock
I’m going to get an update on the status of the gift clock because I really would like for you to see it.
I’m also updating my website as I go along and will soon have clocks for sale and please don’t forget to visit my online store.
If you have any questions or comments…I’m all ears!
It’s funny sometimes how things work out or just plain Divine intervention…a wake up so to speak. Any number of people can tell you the same thing over time but when one person speaks it, you finally hear it. You actually stop to breath, and it feels so fresh. It puts things into perspective again. That happened today. So that coupled with what I have and haven’t been doing brings a welcomed collision.
What I haven’t been doing is finishing some projects I started, but that did give me time to take the time to review what I have been doing with my designs and some other things I could be doing. So that got me started.
I have been busy coming up with some new designs and was in the process of putting products on the site when the server crashed. I did get a few items up but not what I really wanted because I didn’t have the images in my basket on the site yet.
So I’m actually pecking this out instead doing that. But this is one of those things I haven’t been doing and has bothered me more than I should have let it. One of those things that I have struggled with the past few weeks. I haven’t felt like writing or doing much of anything on the social network (which I have trouble with anyway), discouragement settling in and getting a pretty good grip.
Then out of nowhere, the words come to light and they shook me. A much needed breath of fresh air. So thankful that it finally clicked. It just took one.
I haven’t felt much like writing lately and it feels awful. I’ve almost felt like going into hibernation or I’m already there.
The strange thing about this?….a lot of good things are happening around me that affects me directly or indirectly, but still I encounter the doldrums. As always, I know this won’t last but nonetheless it takes the fire from the coals that would heat.
No, I am not sulking or in dismay, I am just at a point of stagnation…kind of like a car out of gas and instead of filling the tank, keep turning the key in hopes it will soon start.
Maybe I’ll realize soon that I need to open the car door, retrieve the gas can and walk to a gas station to fuel the car.