Reaching out

Sometimes it is so weird what happens when I follow my intuition. I just finished crocheting twenty winter caps and wanted to donate them to help the homeless. I had posted a picture of some of them on Facebook asking if anyone knew of a group helping the homeless. Nothing happened. I ordered more yarn and continued making the caps until I had twenty and used up all the yarn I had on hand.

Yesterday I sent a message to a friend who I knew at one time had volunteered at our local Outreach Center. She, in turn called the local Pastor, who was in charge, to tell him what I had to offer. He suggested that I contact the Outreach Center to see if they could use the caps. The phone was answered by a nice gentleman who enthusiastically said yes, he could use them.

Ten minutes later I arrived at the building and with bag in hand, got out of the car. As I stepped onto the curb, I was met by the man I had talked to on the phone. He gratefully accepted what I had for him and thanked me. It made me feel very happy that I had followed my intuition and kept making the caps, even though I had no idea what I was supposed to do with them. Someone did, I just hadn't received that message yet!

Hopefully, my gift will keep a few homeless souls in our community a little bit warmer for the rest of the winter than they would have been.

Life is getting boring

It's been almost a year since this pandemic began and it is getting more than a little boring. Wearing a mask is becoming a part of daily life, but I am sick of staying home and relying on Social Media for my daily contact with other people. Life is getting plain boring!

It's hard to come up with anything new to write on my blog, when nothing new is happening.

Today I decided to share a couple of poems that I wrote in 2001. I do not consider myself a poet, but sometimes I make the effort. So here goes-

Lessons

Life is full of everyday lessons

Based on experiences each has had

Endings always signal beginnings 

Adding new experiences to our past.

Slowly waking and accepting

Lessons needed to stay on our path. 

 

Forget it

What are you going to do when what you want and believe in

doesn't seem to be coming true? 

Forget it? Forget it!

Like chicken soup a little hard work is good for you

For anything worth having is worth the struggle too.

If it came too easy just by holding out your hand

You would worry and wonder and not understand.

Believing and working to always do your best

makes more than the getting the valuable quest. 

What are you going to do when what you want and believe in

doesn't seem to be coming true? 

Forget it? Forget it! 

If the shoe fits.

Wow! The impeachment trial is over and I am really wondering why they bothered. Nothing really came up that people didn't already know.The end result was pretty obvious, even though the real count was actually for guilty. If the votes had been secret I think the result would have been very different. People were chicken to show their true colors.I do not think it is over, now that he is a private citizen, subject to the laws of ordinary people. Anything could happen and probably will!

We woke up to snow this morning. Not a whole lot, but more than I want to drive in. Considering what the majority of the country has to deal with we really can't complain- or shouldn't. I know it's cold out there, but I am not going out to check on it. I am grateful that I agreed to the new skirting on my house last fall. Because it is pro panel I believe it is keeping my pipes from freezing. It was an expense that has kept the plumber away from my house so far this winter.

I sure wish my guides would come up with what I am supposed to do next. I do not like sitting here wondering. Come on people do your assigned job and give me an idea! I recently finished a manuscript that could very well be a short story. I am waiting for a final edit from a trusted friend with similar vision. In the meantime I am waiting for new direction.

Family is?

I am wondering just what is family? I have been reading books lately that involve children who have little or no contact with their biological parent or have simply been lied to for most of their life. I have recently been given the names of cousins that I didn't even know existed. Are they really family members?

Then there are those people who are part of my soul family. I was once told that soulmates are the souls that were created at the same time. I tend to believe that. Through my life and especially in the last few years I have connected with several people who it seems I have known forever. Oddly, they are closer than some of my biological family are. I have come to believe that family is much more than biology.

I also like the word tribe. Sometimes it seems like a better word than family. I think a tribe is a group of people created with the purpose of helping each other evolve. I am very grateful for the members of my own tribe and for their assistance in learning to move further than I ever have before.

Family is an interesting word created by man to describe a group of people. Most of the people in my own biological family are too busy living their own lives to care about mine. I am going to focus on my soul family because it appears they are in it for the long haul.

It is coming

The impeachment of Donald Trump is less than a week away. I am eagerly awaiting the results. I really don't care if he is still the president or not. Someone who insights a riot on the capitol building and causes the death of several people,  needs to be punished. Someone I have known for eons made the comment he will probably go to jail. I said, "Probably not, but if it stops him from ever seeking public office again I will be happy." Four years is enough of his craziness!