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#WeekendCoffeeShare Lazy Muse Edition

July 30, 2017 6 Comments

reflection in my pool

If we were having coffee this weekend I would invite you to sip a long glass of iced tea or coffee. The weather is muggy and the ground is muddy. My ambition is active in starts and fits.  Last weekend was extremely successful in the possession purge department.  I unloaded a big car, loads of fabric, twofold funky floor cleaning machines, and about 300 pounds of glassware.  We went to the used book store with our DVD’s, but only a small portion were accepted for trade.  The initial phase was exciting because as items left the house, more was revealed that needs to go.  I did uncover space in the garage and in some cabinets in the house, but I am not even 10% into the work that I need to do.  It is exhilarating to see the empty space appear.  It will be even more exciting to clear out the barn and sell the lot across the street.  The financial reward will be more than worth the effort. I will perceiver.

With all the extra emphasis on physical things, my muse decided to be lazy and fickle.  I wrote very little this week while I settle into my work and commute schedule.  I made some excuses about all the “work” I have to do. I admit that this is pure malarkey.  My commute is an easy 20 minute straight shot, and my work is fun.  Plenty of people go to school full-time and work full-time and get graduate degrees.  Surely I can work a tiny part-time job while purging my possessions and still find time to write.  I am putting this muse’s nose to the grindstone in the coming weeks. It is better to write something, even if it is not my best work, than to skip too many days.  How do you handle your productivity issues?  Does your muse just lounge around and refuse to work?  Today I am working a shift on Sunday so I can take a full day off for my facial tomorrow.  Ms Muse should realize she is living in a very privileged and pampered being, and be more grateful.  If I discipline her she just leaves.  I can usually squeeze a poem out of her as she exits, but there is no telling when she plans to return. She is a lot like me.

While I fill your iced tea glass, tell me how your life and writing are going.  I hope you are feeling more productive than I am now.  Are you looking forward to the next season (back to school for some) or treading water?  I love summer because I spend so much time in the pool.  I don’t really mind the heat because I have a pool at my condo village I can use 24 hours a day.  I am very fond of moonlight dips.  The water cools off in the middle of September, ending the nighttime enjoyment.  Until then I can be found in the deep end, thinking deep thoughts, teaching the muse to swim.

#WeekendCoffeeShare

#WeekendCoffeeShare

Please join us each week for #WeekendCoffeeShare, hosted by Diana at Parttimemonsterblog.com.  Share your news and catch up with the gang on the weekends here. The feast is moveable and the drinks are all digital and calorie free.

 

Weekend Coffee Share, Sorting The Nuts

October 8, 2016 17 Comments

nuts to crack

nuts to crack

If we were having coffee this week I would invite you to the nut bar to find the right mix to pair with your tea or coffee. The nut bar is a nod to both #OctoberUnprocessed, which I find easy to do, and to the tidy guru, whose advise I am finding very difficult to follow. I purchased more fall festive flavors of white tea and chai partly because my tea company offered a free tiny bottle of honey with an order over a certain amount. I was a sucker for the honey, and have yet to impose any kind of tidy rules on my tea cupboard. It makes me very happy, and when a swing the lazy susan cabinet that houses it closed it adds no visual clutter to my kitchen.

In my journey to minimalism and clean eating I have created an alternative to processed crackers this week that is far superior to the store bought version. I made pesto shortbread to die for. I still have some in the fridge ready to slice and bake. It has the flavor of homemade pesto I already had on hand and utilizes some of the pine nuts I also have in stock.  My tidy muse reminded me that all of the nuts in my fridge are from last year.  The few pecans I still have in the shell have been waiting for way to long to be cracked open and eaten.  She (tidy muse) is absolutely right about consuming the old food to make room for the new crop which is soon to arrive on the market. In the spirit of tidy AND unprocessed I have started eating a daily deconstructed dessert.  It started with apples and honey for Jewish new year.  It is so pleasant and satisfying that I have followed with sliced apples or pears with cheeses and with nuts.  I have been enjoying this sweet indulgence by purchasing different honey and apple varieties to combine.  The honey from the tea company is cinnamon flavored, which is delightful with both the nuts and the apples.  I have pecans, pine nuts, walnuts, hazel nuts, and pistachios all on special for my tasting pleasure.  During your weekend beverage visit please help yourself to these seasonal delights.  The tidy muse will be so pleased when all the nuts are gone.

I am inspired by the many ambitious writers who frequent this coffee share. Some of you are very prolific while you continue full lives in other realms.   I have been thinking about writing more poetry, since I do really love it.  Like tidying, I have to struggle against some lazy lady lurking in the shadows who does not want to make the effort to write poetry.  I was set up to attend a poetry reading on Thursday, meant to get my poetry mojo working.  I slept through it, as I did the vice presidential debate the previous night.  I am extremely early to bed and early to rise, as well as a very sound sleeper.  I count myself as lucky to be able to easily sleep and dream, so I am not too harsh on myself when I snooze through anything.  I can always catch up on world events on twitter when I awaken.

Politics in the United States are heating up in all the most bizarre ways.  The tidy lady needs to school the politicians about hoarding old nuts.  There are now scary clowns in the woods as well as in government.  We are on a strange collision course with destiny.  There is absolutely no telling what will happen.

Catch up with writers who share coffee on the weekend here.  Sit down, enjoy, share whatever is on your mind.  Have a Nut!  They are on special this week.

Wellness and Self Expression

March 26, 2015 2 Comments

flower

flower

aloe

aloe

green

green

The quest for balance and health leads down some blind alleys. I found a medical doctor last year in my neighborhood because I will soon have Medicare and have no idea how to make it work for me. The guy is billed as alternative health gerontologist, so I thought he would be right for my philosophy.  We had a fairly long initial interview and then he asked me to get a mammogram or thermography.  I was glad to go for a full body thermography because I was curious to know what it would reveal.

After my test was concluded the results were sent to the doctor and we discussed them on my next visit, which was for a pelvic exam.  My breasts showed no signs of problems, so the doctor decided that everything must be fine.  I asked him to discuss the areas where my thermography revealed inflammation because I was really concerned when I saw it. He dismissed my concern by saying “Don’t you think that is just a generalization?”  I was shocked for half a second, and then I realized there was no point in talking to him about anything not initiated by him.  He would call the agenda for my body and let me know.  Strike one.  He told me to go do my “alternative thing”, using two fingers on each side to make that obnoxious parenthesis gesture.  I honestly wanted to slap him.

The pelvic exam results were inconclusive and he thought there was some problem. I was sent to a specialist for another exam.  My insurance had covered the first one, but I had to pay full price for the extra one. My pelvic exam, done by a more professional person, showed no signs of problems.  Strike two. Now I have received a letter from this guy informing me that I have the opportunity to pay him $500 EXTRA dollars a year and have super special access to him.  He will give one hour consultations and hand out his private cell number to the exclusive group of patients which will be limited. I do have the option of being followed by a physicians assistant who will be hired to deal with those of us who do not care to see the doctor.  This was a very easy decision for me.  I picked the assistant.

I am not of the mindset that the doctor is always right.  In fact I am intensely iatrophobic, suspecting error and negligence in every medial procedure done on the planet. I have not taken any prescription drugs for any reason, and do not plan to start.  I feel good and enjoy life.  I think my health is a function of my own enjoyment and self expression.  One of the ways the new “health care system” disrespects the individual is by not listening.  I have decided to take the entire incident as a warning.  I still go to my osteopath and pay cash when I need a doctor.  She does manipulative medicine only , and I trust her completely.  I am a regular receiver of body work and acupuncture, which I value much more than time in a MD’s office.

I believe it is my own responsibility to care for myself and evaluate my choices constantly. I also think that repression is a source of ill health.  Wellness springs from our emotional and spiritual contentment.  Acceptance of the self as magical, artistic, and full of creativity opens the door to a full life.  We each have instinctual wisdom about our own health.  My own philosophy is that we need to open to our center to give our art a conduit to the world. Of course it is wise to seek medical attention when needed, but a daily dose of movement, social interaction with friends, and creative challenge is the prescription for well being.  I hope you find your own creative muse, gentle reader.  The relationship can be a valuable asset to your continued good health.  The right primary care muse can make all the difference to your future.

Celebrating the Muses

June 13, 2014 2 Comments

Apollo and the 9 muses

Apollo and the 9 muses

In Greek mythology the nine muses are daughters of Mnemosyne.  She was the muse of memory.  Zeus slept with her for 9 nights, resulting in the birth of the 9 muses.  They were raised by Apollo and a nymph in a secluded atmosphere. They became completely dedicated to the arts.  Each was in charge of a different aspect of culture:

  • Calliope-epic song
  • Clio-history
  • Euterpe-lyric song
  • Thalia-comedy
  • Melpomene-tragedy
  • Terpsichore-dance
  • Erato-erotic poetry
  • Polyhymnia-sacred hymns
  • Urania-astronomy

June 14 is celebrated as the birthday of the muses. Have you ever tried to invite a muse for a visit in your creative world?  I have wanted to be more poetic since I discovered my Pilgrim poet ancestor, Mistress Bradstreet.  I made some effort in April to write a poem each day, but I think the missing piece is the muse.  I have trudged away at the poems without inviting a spark or a mystic inspiration to reach into the creative process.  I have assigned myself the job of poet, but have not consulted with the poetic energy that inspires and makes art possible.  Words themselves need a creative current or tradition on which to flow, or the audience will be left flat.  I love comedy the best, although Mistress Bradstreet was more about sacred hymns.  Next time I go out into the world I will ask Thalia to accompany me to find the humor in what I experience.  Which is your favorite muse?  Could you call on them to enhance your creativity more often? I know I could.

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