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Anticipation

Anticipation
With the changes in technology, I too have learned how to send a text, check my email on the phone, take pictures and post on social networks, but I have realized my expectations lack anticipation. I have lost that romantic era of letter writing and the connection with my feelings, hopes, and dreams as I long for a response. Those days when I would record in a journal how my heart longs, the days seem endless, and my observations of my surroundings.

There was a time when I was told “Patience is a Virtue,” that it had meaning. I was encouraged to learn to be patient, to maintain steady perseverance, a quality to suppress restlessness without complaint. It would become goodness, an admirable quality that would enhance my life and character.

Excuses I would like to list, blame I can place on broad, general categories, but the truth of the matter, I have to take responsibility with change, to accept new things that can benefit and hold onto the building stepping-stones of the process that got me this far.

My grandson turned 10 years old this month, and I have enjoyed sharing with him each year we celebrate. This year he expressed that he was growing up and felt he had out-grown a few things. There are things we out grow, but virtues, morals, and patience should not be on that list. Those ingredients have become the stepping-stones that assisted, encouraged, and offered guidance to the technology we so much enjoy today. That anticipation to build a better tomorrow depends on those virtues of yesterday being used.

I was once told that when someone beholds and acquires patience, then that person will learn to observe, learn to expand new information, and share a sense of calmness, peacefulness to others which gives some stability to one’s community.

Yes, I will admit, I like the convenience of an instant response to my questions when I text, but I also miss those moments when I would day-dream while I waited and came up with new, creative ideas to keep me busy! Those innovative moments when ideas became gifts for others on their birthday, gifts that benefited a loved one and expanded my horizons in crafts, photography and writing!

The Power of Learning

Brightness of a Smile

The wonderful thing about creativity is I am always learning. Learning something new is insightful, but it’s also motivational to move forward and follow my dreams. New knowledge can create a different perceptive on problem solving. Then I feel better about myself, smile more, and seem to enjoy others around me.

Cycles of situations, the trails of influence, the cause and effect moments; I can choose to dwell on the emptiness of what I don’t have or the fullness of what I can use as resources. It is a marvelous thing when you think about it, choice, but it can be hard to obtain at times. Sometimes, allowing the influences of others can sneak up on you. Before you know it, you identify with their misery that they are comfortable with sharing, voicing, and pointing out the negative, the emptiness of their lives, the lack of desire, and unwillingness to care. I have been told to walk away, but what if it’s family, close friends, or your children?

I don’t have the answers, but what works with me, holding onto what’s true in my heart, my desires, and my dreams. Taking the time to see a young child smile, listen to their giggles, and share in their world of laughter. Walks to breathe in the fresh air, take in my surroundings, and collect my thoughts. A book that allows me to relax, take an adventure, or an uplifting article to read. Carrying my camera as I walk, run errands, to photograph something that’s an eye-catching scene or moment. But most of all, one thing that can be inspiring and help me keep a positive attitude; learning something new.

I appreciate and enjoy the opportunity to sign up for some free classes offered at my local community college, and when I leave, I feel inspired to share what I have learned, use what I have learned, and I discover that new ideas are creating in my thoughts. I am uplifted by the inspiration and the imagination.

In my opinion, welcoming something new, change, or a challenge it feeds into that cycle of situations, trails of influence, and the cause and effect moments; so, I can make better choices, which allow me, to concentrate on the fullness of what’s available, and use what’s around as resources to living abundantly on my journey.

The Misty Fog

Mabry Mill

The misty fog can offer a welcoming surprise in the clearing. I know I feel like I’m in the fog, at times, with creative ideas. My thoughts become stumped while writing, and then it comes to me. Life has its moments when situations seem muddled, lacking answers and directions, and then with faith and hope, the fog lifts, and I’m able to see a path, a strategy that can lead me towards my dreams.

I have traveled early in the mornings, and late in the evenings when fog sets in, headlights just bouncing back from the fog, blinding me to see the following curve. I have to slow my speed down and keep my attention closer to the front area of my hood and edge of the road. Like my life, there are times I have to focus more on me, my surroundings and take my time before making some serious decisions.

But it’s those times coming out of the fog and what I am able to see. Like a picture, captured with surrounding fog, it gives it something unique, life becomes unique surrounded in the fog. I’ve noticed that when I’m hiking in the fog my other senses become more sensitive and aware, I hear more of nature and I notice more around me while feeling the gentleness of the mist. I know I appreciate those sunny, bright moments, but sometimes I don’t slow down enough to take in my surrounding. Yes, I enjoy seeing the blue of the sky, experiencing the warmth of the sun, and I am able to see further while driving, but traveling through the fog can become a unique experience that adds gratification, suspense, and reward.

A Change in the Scenery

Devoted to the challenge,
Striving for the best,
Aware of the improvements,
Changes are necessary.

Stumbles in the dark,
Puzzle pieces are missing,
Lack of light to see,
Frustration comes with change.

Acceptance of help,
Gasping hold of hope,
Believing in possibilities,
Change brings rewards.

SGW

Within, It Comes

The Light From Within

When the New Year rings in, I know I can come up with a list of creative changes. As the weeks pass and plans made for the following month, I sometimes forget that list.

I have learned with each new year that it’s not the actual list, but the pursuit within to build upon and better myself that makes each new year an experience to look forward to accepting.

It is not a new diet or exercise program. It is not the intention of quitting an unfavorable habit. It is the desire to become stronger and better than before. When reaching out to others, the more those basic goals seem to fall into place, and I become a better person. It’s taking responsibility for me and my actions. To support others, to love more, to devote myself to help; then that extraordinary magic that comes from joy and happiness seems to take control. I find myself to be succeeding in the simple goals, and finding hidden strength to overcome the discouraging and disappointing moments.

Devotion to Live

I dedicate myself,
To dance through the unexpected,
Smile into the light of the sunrise,
Grasp a dream that lifts my spirit,
Stand firm in faith that I can,
Follow the multicolored path of joy,
Flow in the whirling strong winds,
No doubt to endless possibilities.

I challenge myself,
To ride out the storms of discouragement,
To cheer Hope on to win over Disbelief,
To lean on the magical spirit in courage,
To listen beyond the deafness of uncertainty,
To count the blessings with each sunset,
Grow from the gifts of life’s experiences,
No doubt to endless possibilities.

I accept myself,
Clouds of vagueness,
Paths of insecurities,
There will be no hold.
Devotion and challenge,
Rainbows of promise,
Sunrise to sunset,
No doubt to endless possibilities.

SGW

From the Heart

I was asked the other day, “Why Creativity?”
Well, let’s define creativity first. It is the ability to transcend traditional ideas, rules, patterns, relationships, or the like, and to create significant and meaningful new ideas, forms, methods, interpretations, etc.; originality, progressiveness, or imagination; according to the dictionary.
It’s an everyday quality that I truly believe everyone has and processes to make life more meaningful. I appreciate the state of being creative with photography and writing, but I also use that skill in problem solving daily issues.

Niagara Falls

The Heart of Creativity


Concepts to hold,
Stories to be told,
Originality of thought,
Expression caught,
Illustrations to share,
Ideas to bare,
Discovery will peak,
Something to be unique!

SGW

Will not say “good-bye” to summer

Viewing the Season

Not today, I’m not going to think about summer is coming to an end.  I want to reflect on the moments shared with others and the laughs that have lifted my spirits.  Those warm days with a mild breeze, birds flying overhead and breathing in the freshness of grass cut.  The summer joys of gathering around the tantalizing aroma of the grill while it cooked my favorite meal and the taste of homemade ice cream.   Those strolls on the shore, after a day of play in the waves, feeling relaxed while waves softly wash my feet and there seemed to be magic in the air.  The serene evening of sitting on the screened porch while crickets are keeping temp as they play.  The travels and trips to see family and friends has been something to treasure from summer, also, the experiences have given me an optimistic hopefulness to writing and see things more creative.

So, I will not say “good-bye” to summer, but will welcome autumn and the joys of new experiences to be shared as I look forward to hikes, changing of the leaves, cozy-hoodie weather, bonfires, photographing color and whatever comes my way that can inspire and evolve creativity!

Seasons May Disappear in the Wind

Capture the sunrise; allow the newness to unfold,

Graciously accept the blessings with the setting sun.

Embrace the moment that was meant to be shared,

Each season is changing and disappears in the wind.

Dream with passion, for it can sparkle like the stars,

Guidance and strength; lean on the Guardian of Hope.

Rise to embrace, the challenges as they develop,

Find the gift embedded, rich like the red sky of night.

SGW

Visualize with Creativity

The tunnel of summer trees, green and deep are making it difficult to see far down the dirt strips of the road.  Spanish moss hangs low from the branches, giving it an eerie aura that not many have traveled these parts.  The sun rays break through with blinding beams just before it sets.  I’m blinded and confused in the twist in the road, unsure of what’s coming or where I’m going.

Visualized Path

To form a mental image in my mind, visibly see the image as it would grow into a story, which I was drawn into as I turned each page, to me, that’s what, comes from visualizing with creativity.  I enjoy closing a good book, sitting back and thinking I certainly knew that character.   Taking a trip, visiting a place I had read about and feeling like I have been here before and I had from the story.

That’s the incredible thing about books; there are so many genres, that there is something for everyone.   A trip to the past, a conflict at present, or a leap into the future, there is always something.  That is an adventure I find less youth experience today with the various computer games, movies, easy short cuts to get information without truly reading.  What happened to those rainy Saturdays, when I couldn’t go outside, so a good book was the comfort of the day?

Prompt Your Creative Side

“I wouldn’t go any further, unless you want your delusions scattered,” his daughter warned.  She was sitting in the shadows at the far end of the porch.

“I was dropping off his jacket he left at the diner,” Joyce explained.

“I’ll take it, that way his unscrupulous reputation will remain without confirmation,” she said as she stood up and walked towards Joyce.

Joyce was confused.  She handed the jacket to his daughter.  She stood there for a moment gazing at his daughter, as if waiting for an explanation.

His daughter took the jacket as she exhaled her cigarette. “Thank you, I’ll tell him, you stopped by,” she said.

“Ok, thanks,” Joyce said as she took a few steps backwards to head towards her car.  She kept staring at his daughter in wonder.  His daughter glared at Joyce with a half smirk as Joyce got into her car.  Joyce could feel his daughter’s eyes to continue to burn into her as she looked into the rearview mirror while she drove out of the drive.

Joyce didn’t want to leave and was curious of what goes on behind closed doors at the Fuller’s residence.  Each time he came into the diner, he was polite, had the capacity to make others laugh, and his friends that would join him seemed to respect his opinions shared.

He had asked Joyce out last night, encouraging her to share some time, to get to know him better.  Now she had been warned to forget their last conversation.

 

Creative Prompt

Prompts are creative ways to get the imagination active.  So to speak, to get the juices flowing to create, to develop a perception that can grow.  Using a prompt can give me that stimulation needed to build upon a concept or notion.  I find using lines from the newspaper, or even comments from friends and family and pictures have inspired me with ideas.  I was listening to a conversation and the statement, “She kept staring at his daughter,” stayed in my thoughts.  Ideas of a mystery started to progress.  Who knows where I will go with this dramatic beginning.

Creative Connections

Connections

Over the years, I have witnessed the progress and growth in our technology, the creativeness in the development of science, inventions, and methods that have influenced society and how we communicate.  I have utilized those developments to communicate, but most of all, to reconnect with others.

I have enjoyed the opportunity to be able to communicate with family and friends.  Friends that I have allowed those years to pass since we last talked.  To locate someone, someone I thought a lot about during school years, but had not heard from in 30 plus years. Those years that I have concentrated on jobs, children, and struggling to find my way on my journey and forgot to share the experience with others.   It has allowed me to be informed of their experiences, news in the making, so to speak, and share at that very moment with comments and pictures.

As I watch the generation of my grandchildren, I ponder on a question, will they understand the concept of reconnection?  Today, they are connected from the time they are awake and even when they sleep, they wake up to messages that keep their status updated.  Will they truly understand the feeling or notion of missing someone?  Having that experience of mystery, anguish of anticipation, wondering if a letter will arrive or the phone will ring?  Will they still have that intimate, personal connection that once a letter could offer that was saved for years?  A letter that turned yellow with age and the writing has faded, but the words were memorized in the heart.  The joy of a reunion, anticipation of finding out, the excitement of reconnection with someone you have not heard from in years.

Well, I may not be around to see the full circle, but right now I will say, I am enjoying the creativeness our technology has offered.  I just hope the generations of my grandchildren do not take it for granted, but consider the privilege as a gift to build upon, positive concepts to build upon that will make things better.  That the messages of hope, faith and love are shared more, and an entity of togetherness be joined to conquer the struggles of yesteryear, and make today and tomorrow a better environment for their grandchildren.

Hope, the Root of Creativity

Sitting on the beach with my camera in my hand during a sunrise, it’s like meditation to me.  The breeze is tranquil, the salt air that I breathe in is soothing, and the sounds of the waves as they wash upon the shore flow to the heart beat of my dreams.  I am at peace as I focus the lens towards the rising sun, the shore birds running along the water and the crabs as they scurry across the sand.  Sea gulls invite themselves to fly close and land in the sand near me.  It’s a new day, a new beginning with endless possibilities like looking out to the sea and viewing the vastness of water.

Hope

I have read that each individual remains on a quest or has their particular place that encourages peacefulness.  I truly wish that each will find that comfort.  I don’t always have the opportunity to sit on the beach, but I can get away from the demands of daily living, by closing my eyes, if only for a moment, and retreat to what gives me clarity to my priorities.

I am not one that can say, “All my ducks are in a row,” or I have lived life with no “regrets.”  I may have my moments of confusion and discouragements, but learning from where I have come and believing in where I am going, gives hope that something brilliant will come out of those times of disappointments.

When I am able to find peace of mind, then I am able to reflect on what needs improvement.  Accepting the struggles with the blessings, gives me a feeling of balance, then I am able to focus on what matters.  With each experience and walk in my journey, I have gained or improved on skills and talents.  If life had been easy, organized, well-planned, then how would I have learned problem-solving, developing my creativity, or appreciating those moments of meditation.

I cannot speak for others, but having regrets motivates me to strive for my dreams today.  I may have taken a path in the past that was confusing, discouraging, and disappointing at times, but there were blessings too that have continued to guide me to where my dreams are taking me.  In my opinion, to be creative, want to create, and dream to create something to be shared, then one must have that one ingredient; “Hope” that always offers a guiding light through the storms.  To a moment to say “Thank you,” while refueling in the safety of a harbor.  Hope can provide the courage to set sail on that adventure into the unknown of the journey of life.

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