Today is not as busy as it was yesterday. I was able to get some things done online that I had on the table. I have been in my ‘design studio’ making some changes. I think I’m going to make a broad change on some designs and take some off the board altogether….although TheQuesMark will still remain the focal point.
Archive for the ‘moving on’ Category
I would like to take this time to give my sincere apologies to those who took the time to read and comment on my poem If Time Did Stop. I had received an email of another comment and when I went to reply, I noticed my previous comments and replies were gone. I went to my dashboard and there were no signs that they were ever there.
I had been using Intensedebate because of the threaded comment and reply format. But after the loss of the comments and replies and since Blogger has implemented their change in the comments I find necessary to make the change.
I’m not bashing Intensedebate because I’m sure there are many satisfied users out there. Like any software, glitches do happen.
Again, my sincere apologies to those who did read and comment.
Our internet service went down last night and was restored a couple of hours ago. After the restoration, I really noticed how much email I had accumulated and decided to clean house. While going through my two major accounts it came very clear to me how different things are for me right now. One of the accounts showed me how much I had strayed away from poetry and the online friends I was beginning to become acquainted with. Not only that but a couple of blogs I was reading on a regular basis.
As I continued through the old mail, the dates brought to mind what I had already remembered long before starting this venture. The 1 year anniversary of my oldest brother’s passing. I called my mom and talked to her for awhile and that made me remember even more how much I miss him. It was good to hear my mom’s voice…still strong in my ear….realizing how much I miss her too.
Events in life never stop…they keep coming. How they affect us and how we choose to deal with them rest solely on our individual shoulders. Deleting those old emails did bring back memories but they also triggered a need….no….a desire to restore what I miss about me. Even though you may not have heard from me as much as before, I have not been idle. Changes have been taking place and the journey continues.
Eliminating that which hinders us sometimes may not seem the right thing to do in the eyes of others, but others don’t have to live our lives. Remembering is not always a good thing, but forgetting can sometimes be the wrong thing to do. How we handle these rest solely on our individual shoulders.
Time doesn’t stop, events continue to happen and changes do take their place. We must also take our spot and do what is right for us…even if others may think it foolish…they do not live our lives…and we don’t live theirs.
Making decisions are all a part of the journey and they have to be made…good or bad, right or wrong.
There once was a time when I was firm in what I believe in….I still do but it seems as if the conviction has been missing.
Yesterday I was sent to a man, or a man sent to me. He is a young man under 30 years of age and going places. He was a Art teacher in I believe he said High School. I told him he looked like he was supposed to be sitting in class taking lessons himself instead of teaching them.
The path he had chosen for himself, concerning artwork did not change, but took a different turn. He was fortunate enough to have someone suggest to him that he should pursue tattooing after they saw his work. I think that started while he was teaching.
As I listened to him, I was feeling a spark…a renewing…refreshed. It was this young man who ignited the flame that I thought was burning. Listening to his story was invigorating and hopeful. I hadn’t realized how much I had receded from my original goals. Sure I have had some life changing experiences and I have struggled but before I met this young man, I thought I had been bitten by a revived spirit. Just goes to show how deep some wounds can be as they truly will take time to heal.
My faith in God has never wavered and I have been prayerful. I’m thankful for this answered prayer, coming from a stranger, a young man blessed himself with an opportunity which has blossomed….a story to tell.
His name is Marshall Sinclair and here is his website www.marshallsinclair.com. He said they never duplicate a tattoo. He showed me a picture of one he had done the night before…it was fantastic!….he really is a good artist. I wish him much success.
One thing for sure….you never know when, where, what, or who, God will send in answer to prayer….you just never know….