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Welcome Linda C. Robinson to the joan-zone!

2012-01-16T19:08:00.000-05:00


LINDA C. ROBINSON, LIFE COACH

Happy New Year Friends!

Let's hope that this year is a better one economically for all. May we help each other in small ways whenever we can.

December was a whirlwind, actually that started after Thanksgiving and continued until after New Years'. But, everything got done with the exception of some pumpkin bread that was baked yesterday and distributed today. Better late than never! Now it's New Year's bread!

If you have a chance, please visit the new blog, and visit my guest Linda C. Robinson, who is a wonderful spiritual life coach for women.

Have a glorious week, and continue to count your blessings!

Peace!

Joan

http://thejoan-zone.blogspot.com/

Counting Your Blessings at Harvest Time

2011-11-27T16:58:00.000-05:00

Even though many of us do not have gardens or farms, we still celebrate the time of harvest by decorating with pumpkins, or gourds, straw bales and scarecrows. We feel a connection from our childhood that marks this time, the time before and including Thanksgiving, and the upcoming Christmas and holiday season.

Fall harvest is a time for enjoying the fruits of our labors, and celebrating family and friends. Often this harvest time gave farming folks some free time, as the colder weather approached some of the chores would disappear.

I remember this time as a child, with my family on our farm. We had wonderful apples and cider, fresh grapes, and pies--oh, my! My Mom could bake any kind of pie, and we had apple, and pumpkin this time of year. Thanksgiving was always a bountiful celebration at my Grandparents. Everyone brought a dish, and the food was always wonderful.

Just as wonderful was playtime with my cousins. There was hide and seek in the barn, and tree climbing.

I am thankful this season for our loving family and for our friends. May all of you be blessed with your families and with friendship, also.

Peace to all!

Joan

The Tale of the Bee Bees

2011-11-14T21:06:00.000-05:00

It was one of those days, I had slept uncomfortably last night, due to the impending to-do list in my head.

Morning arrived, I jumped in with both feet to attempt to conquer all that needed to be done.

I was doing good! I walked, downed a liquid breakfast drink and a few almonds. I arrived at my mammogram a few minutes early, and was the first on the list and the first taken in.

Having survived the mammogram, I found that I had an hour before I had to be at work. So, I took my car to be cleaned, and while waiting, went next door to the bank, made the three important phone calls, and walked across the street to the Dollar Store to get a few things.

I saw all of my patients, including one that was worked in where I made an opening by moving a couple of patients up.

Finished! Home I went to treat my girlfriend to soup and salad, and go in her new spa.

O.K., I'm changing my clothes to go to my friend's house. I am taking off the bra when I remembered. . .the bee bees. The x-ray tech had taped them on my breasts before she took the films, one on the right and one on the left. They had remained there all day without my noticing them, and they were taped on!

So much for being on top of things! What is the moral of this story? When you are in a multi-tasking frenzy, you may be missing some little detail; like a bee bee!

LOL!

Joan

Oh, and I left them on my husband's dresser. When he gets back from NC, he will be puzzled!

THE SPLENDOR OF AUTUMN

2011-11-02T16:35:00.001-04:00

I believe that there is nothing that compares with nature's autumnal colors. This is surely Mother Nature's jewelry box laid open for all to admire.

We spent a week watching the colors gradually peak. Yellow and green with spotty red and orange metamorphosis to brilliant yellow and fiery orange with radiant red. Timing is really everything--we lucked out with our travel plans this year.

The new house is progressing. We are in no great hurry, now. Things just need to be done right,so time is not an issue.

Here is poem from one of my unpublished books, Naturescapes.

Contra dance

Wind exhales--

Natures collective sigh

Sun dried oak leaves

Circle and bow

Then dance their rustling

Autumn finale

Maple Leaves drop in

Showing off their fall finery

Causing a jealous stir

Happy Fall Y'all!

Joan

New Blog from Joan Ellen Gage: the joan-zone

2011-10-25T16:49:00.001-04:00

Hello Friends!

I want to announce a new blog that I have started that features women helping and/or uplifting women. Please visit me at the joan-zone@blogspot.com.

Joan

Dark Thoughts from Guest Blogger Karen Gage Arango

2011-10-25T16:29:00.003-04:00

DARK THOUGHTS

Through the years, I have always loved epitaphs.

Perhaps it is from my interest in local lore and culture, or from my early visits to the many old grave yards in my home town. My father is fascinated with genealogy and is a member of the Historical Society. Through him, my curiosity has grown, and on my many visits to my childhood home, I often frequent the graves of my ancestors. Here are some of my favorite epitaphs some real, and others imagined:

Remember friend as you walk by

As you are now so once was I
As I am now you will surely be

Prepare thyself to follow me

†

Knowledge by suffering entereth
And life is perfected by death

†

Let us go in; the fog is rising

†

Now I lay me down to die
I pray the Lord will take me nigh

For I have died, shall nevermore wake

And now my soul is his to take kga

†

Give me peace now and let me be

Sleep eternal in endless dreams

Away from ridicule and torment

My soul in God’s hands lies dormant kga

†

Live well my dears, your time well spent

For years rush past ‘till you’re old and bent

Someday you will die, and die you must!

And we will all lie here in dust kga

†

My glass is run, my life is spent

My earthly temple was but lent

Why should I wish for a length of years

To spend them in a wail of tears

Friends nor physicians could not save

My mortal body from the grave

Nor can the grave confine it here

When Christ doth call me to appear

†

Happy Halloween from my sister Karen and I,

Boo!

Posted by Joan Ellen Gage at 1:26 PM

New eBook , Stranger In A Strange Skin

2011-10-12T10:52:00.005-04:00

Hello! Yes, I am actually writing on my blog! The reason being, I have a new eBook that was published this week. The link is:

http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/95140

This is a free eBook, which actually is a something of a marketing device. Stranger In A Strange Skin, contains some new material, excerpts from Water Running Downhill!, and excerpts from my next book Empowering Your Inner Cheerleader!

I realize that eBooks are not books in print, although they can be. I am expecting the next book, Empowering Your Inner Cheerleader! to be both.

I also have a new blogger site,the Joan-Zone. With this site, I am planning to host someone, starting with every month, who strives to help women in some great or small way. So please let me know if anyone you know fits the bill!

The house in North Carolina should be finished at the end of the year. We should be moving up sometime in late winter, early spring, I think! I am excited and terrified at the same time!

Let me know if you know a dentist in western N.C. who needs a part-time dental hygienist!

Blessings to you and yours!

Joan

CONGRATULATIONS TO MY COUSIN HEATHER AND HER HUSBAND MATT!

2011-10-02T20:20:00.003-04:00

You were kids then

Sizing each other up

She, granddaughter of a horseman

Singing “Landslide” with her cousins

The boys hooting and hollering outside

Throwing a football, laughing

Both of you exchanging looks, rosy

With the first flush of love

Somehow you made it through

The almost grown-up years, then

Into young adults, bonded

Holding together tightly

Love growing steadily into the,

“I’m here for you, always

You can depend on me”,

Kind of love

Today you enter into a new era

She the radiant cowgirl bride

He her knight/cowboy groom

May your wild hearts meld

And beat with joy as two

Become one, taking that first

Sweet kiss as man and wife

Branding one anothers lips

With your passion, as you hear

“Ladies and Gentlemen, may I present

Mr and Mrs. Matt Cross”

Congratulations Heather & Matt!

Joan Ellen Gage

10/01/2011

New House Site in NC

2011-05-15T12:08:00.002-04:00

Magnolia Approving Her New House Site

Finally, we are getting to the business of making a home in NC. This is such a lovely site; I can imagine myself writing on the porch when it is completed.

The construction will take a while, and the move won't be for a while. All these things will become more concrete as the house takes shape.

I treated myself to some quiet time with nature this morning. It was cool enough to sit on the porch and listen to the wind blow. There is nothing like communing with the great outdoors to stimulate creativity. May we all have time for ourselves like this.

May your day be blessed!

Peace,

Joan

Ode to Dog II

Quiet companion
Almond eyes filled with canine wisdom
Peer into my soul

Content to be nearby
I rise, she follows
"Where are you going?"

Heart entwined with mine
Live long dog friend
Stay with me, always

Getting On With "It"!

2011-04-17T14:41:00.005-04:00

Mired In The Florida Sand

Yep, that's me. Self-mired for the last few years in Central Florida. I have felt like I drove up from Delray Beach, got my "tires" stuck in the sand, and here I sit!

Before the move, I felt that I was so close to success, both Rob and I had good jobs and were financially solvent. We had a lovely small cottage and I had cleaning help for two years after back surgery. I had a wonderful circle of girlfriends who were fun and key in pushing me to write and self-publish my book.

I was in a writing cycle; it felt obsessive, but, now I know that is the nature of creativity. Even though I spent a lot of time on the writing, I had energy from the process that helped me with the domestic chores.

But, life moves on, and changes--that is the nature of life. I have had good times here; they are just different. Success cannot be measured by how much money one makes--it never has and never will be the right criteria.

I am trying to find my imprint at this stage of the game. I look at my image and am not sure who I am just now, not fully. "Joan" is a work in progress--under construction at the moment! I am in the journey, although it is so slow that it is almost imperceptible.

Blessings on you all, today. Do something nice for someone and for yourself, too--and smile!

Peace!

Joan the Turtle

New Video--Wooman!

2011-03-30T20:20:00.004-04:00

Wooman, Video by Joan Ellen Gage

Please enjoy this video I made with a program that animates photography.

Ciao!

Joan

Oh Hail!

2011-03-30T19:53:00.003-04:00

What A Hail Storm!

We had quite a blow this afternoon, complete with golf ball size hail! You could hear it hammering against the front windows and the garage door. Nothing seems to be broken; there is just a lot of debris everywhere.

I was reading my friend's blogs on blogger, thinking, I really should write something, but what? Then bam, the hail introduced itself--quite timely, I thought!

I spent about an hour cleaning some of the mess up. It served to get me outside and moving; that was good! The dog finally quit hiding and joined me.

It is amazing how nature can get your attention when you least expect it. The good part of this was, it served to remind me of how lucky I was to have avoided a worse tragedy.

I have not been counting my blessings every day, so this was a good reminder.

Blessings to all of you!

Joan

New Web Design for Water Running Downhill

2011-03-02T12:14:00.003-05:00

I've Kindled Her!

That's a Wizard of Oz reference to "I've Melted Her"; yes, I know--it's weak! But, seriously, I uploaded the book to Kindle.

It's not a bad way to go; it's free to publish it. They have pricing options to choose from, also. I chose to receive 65%.

I wanted to upload the first book to Kindle, as I have the second one finished. I may skip the publisher entirely and Kindle that book. We'll see!

Joy to you all today (and y'all, too!)!

Joan

Spring Again!

2011-02-27T11:21:00.004-05:00

Robins waiting for a bath!

It is spring in central Florida. Actually, it has been for two or three weeks, that is how long the Robins have been here. We have hundreds of them in the neighborhood, and frequently tens of them waiting in non- ending rows for a turn at the birdbath.

I like Robins. They are very beneficial birds, as they eat bugs. Robins are regal and very shy.

Along with the migrating birds, we have a return of pollen, ah-choo! I've had to break out the antihistamines, oh well!

It is getting to be time for a spring cleaning of our homes, and the clutter in our heads. I seem to have accumulated more than usual! I think I'll pop open my ear, and let the brain air out!

But, seriously, if one declutters their home, their life can feel much "lighter". According to an article I recently read from Whole Living Magazine, Susanna Sonnenberg sites excerpts from the book Clear Your Clutter With Feng Shui, by Karen Kingston.

Sonnenberg quotes Kingston saying: "clutter drags your energy down, and the longer you keep it, the more it will affect you. Sonnenberg decluttered her home with the criteria that you ask four questions when considering keeping something. Kingston's questions were: 1) "Do you like it?, 2) Do you love it?, 3) Do you need it?, 4) Does it bring you peace and easy energy or uneasy trouble"?

Does this pique your interest? Certainly, I have an abundance of "stuff". I love clothes and even though I have spent some time clearing some of them out, I still have more than I need.

What I'm going to start with, though, is paperwork. I have a pile of paperwork that "a show horse couldn't jump over"--a quote from my husband from some unknown source! I'll let you know how the process is going over the next few months.

Meanwhile, back to that spring thing! Embrace it! Grab some sunshine and stop and smell the flowers.

Peace to you!

Joan

Robin redbreast
Stately hops with
Eyes intent, focused
Moving with purpose
Snatches the green beetle
"Gulp"she swallows her prize

My Valentine

2011-02-11T12:34:00.006-05:00

Happy Valentines Day!

For all our valentines, our spouses, lovers, friends, parents, or children, let us tell them that we love them today, and at every opportunity. The loves in our lives are what makes everything worthwhile; and although this seems rote, we must not take them for granted. We never know when our last words to a loved one will literally be our last words.

So here is a special "I Love You" to my parents, my siblings, children, grandchildren, and the love of my life, Rob. Here is a poem that I wrote many years ago for Rob.

Work of Art

My lovers hands
Are the hands
Of a working man

They are scarred and roughened
Through being beaten up
By the elements

They are very strong hands
Strong and beautiful
And surprisingly gentle

They are the hands
Of a real man
My man

Here's wishing you a wonderful day, and a wonderful week. Remember to love yourself, too!

Ciao!

Joan

Striving to be Fearless!

2011-02-05T16:51:00.006-05:00

Me without my makeup!

Hello Friends!

I cannot believe that it is February, already! But what a winter it has been! I can't complain, as I've been cocooned in Florida for most of it.

Today I want to write about being fearless. Why is that, you ask? Well. probably because I am such a big chicken! Seriously, I have anxiety issues, and I'm basically shy, so it can be difficult to get out of the rut and step out of my comfort zone. In fact, I have to dare myself to do things, like publish a book. How did I do this? I told a couple hundred people about the book. I knew that I would be embarrassed, and often, if I did not publish it. It worked! I got my fraidy-cat self out from under the bed and self-published.

Unfortunately, that is not the end of my fearfulness problem. So here I am dealing with the same issues as I was four or five years ago. I am telling all of you out in the blogisphere so that you can help to guilt-trip me!

I like these quotes from Terri Trespicio, from January/February's Whole Living Magazine: "The path to fearless living goes straight through the roadblocks, not around them", and "Creativity goes beyond sheer artistry: it takes courage to express your ideas." This is good stuff. I think I should post them where I can see them every day, and drill them into my lizard brain.

If anyone has any ideas on transitioning from chicken heart to dragon, please offer your suggestions!

Meanwhile, here is a poem from the up and coming Embracing Your Inner Cheerleader!, my future book! I know, I know!

Peace to you all!
Joan

The Libra

Here I am
Straddling my life's stream
One foot in the "now"
Deeply planted in necessity
One or two toes of the other
Foot have strayed into the unknown--
The unmodeled clay of dreams
Where ideas are scattered about
Like amorphous clouds--almost
Becoming concrete, palpable
Close to conception
Egg of idea and sperm of intention
On the point of action
Nearly communicate, consummate--still
A breath away, a gossamer veil
Of steel separates these parts that
Must be made whole

Determination drives me
I am purpose, hurtling toward
My goal, shape-shifting until
I become the key
Unlocking the possibilities
Arriving at my future

Magnolia's Birthday

2011-01-20T19:06:00.007-05:00

Contemplating the snow!

Today is my sweet dog, Magnolia's birthday. She is 6 years in people years, and 36 years in dog years. If she didn't have those white whiskers, you couldn't tell.

I have had many wonderful moments with this dog. She is a lover and a cuddler. I can't imagine a truer companion. Long may she live!

Oh for the love of dog!

Peace and Happy New Year!

Joan

ACCEPTANCE

2011-01-07T12:39:00.003-05:00

SNOWED IN IN NC!

It was a beautiful snow--for about 3 days. Unfortunately, we were unable to get out for 5 days. Except on foot to the neighbors, and walking about in the snow.

We had plenty of food, so no complaints there. Our power went out Christmas afternoon, and we were not able to cook our Christmas dinner. We did have a camping heater and a propane lamp. Hot dogs were cooked on the grill and served with a green salad. That was topped off with pumpkin pie!

The electric came on in the night, and we had lovely hot showers in the morning! I have to say you really appreciate things like running water and heat when you don't have it!

Acceptance is one of the toughest things I struggle with. Being a control person, I tend to want things thus and so--rarely does life go this way, however! Being snowed in, without a way to get out on the roadways, leaves one with accepting that you cannot go out. Obviously, the only thing to do was adjust my attitude and enjoy it!

Below is a passage that mirrors the Serenity Prayer that is used in recovery. I have it posted inside a bathroom cabinet with other inspirational sayings and quotes.

Happy New Year! May we all have a bountiful year in our lives and in our hearts!

Peace,

Joan

Acceptance

Is the answer to all of my problems today.
When I am disturbed, it is because I find
some person, place, thing, or situation--
some fact of my life unacceptable to me,
and I can find no serenity until I accept that
person, place, thing, or situation as being
exactly the way it is supposed to be at this moment.

Nothing, absolutely nothing happens in God's world
by mistake: unless I accept life completely on life's terms
I cannot be happy. I need to concentrate on what needs
to be changed in me and in my attitudes.

CAU

The Power of Prayer

2010-12-12T19:55:00.003-05:00

As always, at this time of year, I am reminded to count my blessings, as so many in this world have nothing to count. It is hard to imagine, from my vantage point what having nothing would be like. I only know that I do not really want to find out.

This brings me to discuss using the power of prayer to give oneself over to a greater power than your mortal self. As religion and prayer are very personal choices, I will use the term "higher power", which can be interpreted as God, Buddha, Mohamed, the Great Spirit, and other words that signify "God"for each reader.

I came across a very good article from the book Beginner's Grace: Bringing Prayer to Life, by Kate Braestrup. Braestrup says that "prayer is deliberate, intensive thought, offered silently or spoken aloud. It's a tool that allows us to be more conscious, like meditation. . . .Prayer is likely to be our default mode for managing the fear and pain that sometimes come with human experience and for engaging the sacred dimensions of that experience."

I like the author Marianne Williamson, who has written several books for women, including A Return to Loving , and a Women's Guide to Worth. From Real Simple magazine, May 2010, Williamson has an article called: 10 Ways to Stay Spiritually Connected. The 10 steps included: Recognizing your Creator, Set time aside each day to spend in spiritual reflection and contemplation, and Bless the world--all very important activities that we need to find time to practice.

It seems to be very difficult for me to stay focused and in the now. I tend to rush ahead getting things done, or problem solving. It is hard to get me to stay still (right Mom!). However, when I do center myself it is a wonderful feeling.

With the Christmas/Holiday season approaching, I find myself running out to get presents, and then more presents. I don't usually stop until I get whatever I have "scheduled" for myself done. The good news is I am almost done! Then I will have time to enjoy celebrations with loved ones. The thing that I look forward to the most.

Have a joyous time this season! Share your love, and spread joy!

Here is a quote from Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.--" Take the first step in faith. You don't have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step."

Peace!

Joan

We Gather Together!

2010-11-23T20:43:00.004-05:00

FOR TURKEY--ETC, ETC!

But seriously, folks, this is the beginning of the season we love so much, because it involves being with our loved ones (and eating!). It is a wonderful time of the year.

In keeping with the season, it is time to look introspectively and count our many blessings. In a state of less than perfect economy (I'm trying to be gentle!), we still have so very much in comparison to many in the world.

Let's take time during our Thanksgiving celebrations to say aloud something(s) that we are grateful for. I personally am thankful for my home, loving family, wonderful friends, food (I know--again!), a fantastic dog, and my health.

I will be with my husbands family in Pensacola, Florida this year. We are traveling tomorrow; it is about an 8 hour drive. I am bringing hot and cold packs for my back and neck, and pillows!

Please keep the season in your heart, and share it with others!

Peace to all,

Joan

All Hallows Eve--Beware!

2010-10-30T18:40:00.003-04:00

My Other Broom is a Car!

Actually, the car is in the shop due to mine being rear ended Tuesday evening. I'm fine--just some sore muscles, neck, back--but fine! I got a rental yesterday and am loving the freedom of driving. I wish I did have a broom, it would have come in handy!

I have a sack full of candy for the trick or treaters. I always feel a little guilty as a dental hygienist handing them potential cavities! But, the occasion is for some scary fun, and I can't deny the kids that.

It is too bad that the full moon didn't wait for Halloween. Its windy, and that moon would be just the finishing touch!

Here is a poem from the unpublished book Naturescapes. If I were in North Carolina, this would be what I would see.

Have a safe and scary Halloween!

BOO!

Joan

Fall's Last Stand

Late October
And its raining
Leaves!
Brilliant reds, golds
And Yellows
Carpet the forest floor

With winter nigh
Squirrels dash madly
Securing nuts and acorns
Storing their pirated booty
In secret woodland
Treasure troves

Leaftopia

2010-10-24T18:05:00.007-04:00

Magnolia and the Fall Leaves

What an awe-inspiring time of the year! I know that I am very blessed to be able to retreat to the mountains of western North Carolina and feast my eyes on the foliage.

We had a nice trip; but, busier than we anticipated being. We did remember to relax a little bit. I so miss sleeping later. I have been dragging this week, trying to get back to "normal".

Here is a poem that I wrote for an unpublished book called Naturescapes. Enjoy and have a lovely week! Spend some time with a wonderful person--that would be you!

Ciao!

Joan

Leaftopia

Its mid-October
And the mountain's trees
Transition their
Leafy jungles
Of jeweled emerald,
Citrine and peridot
Turning timidly, at first
Then becoming
Brilliant baubles
Ablaze with color

Boldly, Mother Nature
Shows off her
Patchwork quilt
Of autumn finery
Dogwood's garments
Will go garnet
Sumac ripens ruby red
Oaks are tiped topaz
And Maples flash
Their royal red robes

Autumn Is In The Air!

2010-10-03T20:58:00.002-04:00

Oh Those Lovely Leaves!

They are so vivid, yet so fleeting. The foliage and the chill in the air combine to make autumn is my favorite time of year.

Later this week, I am coming up to enjoy the coolness, drink in the beauty, and relax, perchance to write. I am imagining my favorite perch on the front porch--can't wait!

As we enter this invigorating season, let us use the gorgeous landscape to renew our creative souls. I think that it is impossible to ignore this time of heaven on earth. We need to do whatever it is we do to celebrate, be it baking, painting, writing, or giving thanks.

May fall jump start your engine's, dahlings!

Peace,

Joan

This Is Your Brain On Menopause

2010-09-21T20:32:00.003-04:00

There it is! I knew I left it some place!

Seriously, sometimes I do wonder if I have one! I love to whistle that tune, "If I Only Had a Brain" from the Wizard of Oz.

Menopause does come with some cognitive problems. Some of these are related to having less estrogen; some of them are from not getting enough sleep, or lack of restful sleep.

What's a woman to do? Well, there is hormone replacement therapy, or HRT. This may be risky and should only be decided after talking to your physician. Some supplements may help that contain plant estrogen. Another supplement is the herb Black Cohosh, which may help night sweats. Additionally, Valerian Root may help as a sleep aid, and your doctor may be able to prescribe prescription medications for you.

I have gone to bed with an ice pack under my neck. This does cool me down so I can go to sleep. I used to have a Chillo, but it wore out--it's about the same as a reusable ice pack.

Regular exercise may help to lessen menopausal symptoms. Just don't exercise two hours before bed, as you will energize your body, and get hot!

Also, watch out for spicy foods as they may keep you awake at night--think HOT! Alcohol is another issue, as you will wake up in the night after sleeping for a while. And guess what? You will be hot! Soy foods and other sources of food that contain plant estrogens, like flax, should help your symptoms.

Remember, you are still hot, only now it comes in flashes!

Think cool!

Joan

GOOD VS BAD PROCRASTINATION?

2010-09-05T11:23:00.009-04:00

My Friend Marion Pretending to Procrastinate!

It is amazing to me how quickly technology can squash you. I am rewriting this blog post due to the beastie below. He quite literally ate my text!

Here I was waxing profusely about writing an article about procrastination that was keeping me from working (i.e. procrastinating ) on my query letter. Suddenly, BAM! that little sucker took the text with him when I tried to move him!

I guess there is some justice in that happening. But, seriously, there are 3 types of procrastination, a) doing nothing, b) doing something less important (like errands, domestic engineering--that's cleaning!, and c) doing something more important (like the query letter).

Obviously, I am Queen of "b", with a small amount of "a" thrown in there. I have real trouble with "c". Generally that has to do with not having much confidence in getting said work published or accepted, as it is poetry. All you poets know that aside from poetry chapbooks and contests, how difficult it is to publish a poetry book--it's "just not main steam enough", blah, blah, blah.

In short, I am discouraged from sticking my poetic neck out again, if not plain scared to do it. But, fear not, I will make progress, even is it seems like a snail is working on this book at times.

So take that beastie! May the pen be mightier than the sword! Don't you dare eat my blog this time!

Rotten procrastination beastie!-->

Don't let him get you! Ciao! Joan

Love Is In The Air!

2010-08-27T17:04:00.006-04:00

Congratulations Melissa and Brian!

I wish many blessings to this newly wedded couple. May all of your dreams come true!

I got to attend this lovely affair this past weekend. The wedding was beautiful and the reception was first class!

Here is a poem for Melissa and Brian that I wrote for them.

Right Beside Me

I'm not sure how long
You waited for me, but
One day I looked over and
You were right beside me

I felt a flash of destiny
The heavens aligning for us
And with time a sense
Of our one-ness developed

You are a good fit for me
As yin to my yang
You begin where I end
Together we are complete

As I wed you today, know that
Truly, madly, deeply in love
I join my partner in life

For Brian and Melissa In Holy Matrimony August 21, 2010

And a very happy 61st anniversary to my parents who are still dancing! I love you!

Joan

Being Present in the "Now"

2010-08-15T10:22:00.006-04:00

Presence, this is surely where I long to be; in reality, I am rarely there. But, I am getting better at it. To get there, you must be "selfish" enough to give to yourself a small block of time where you are doing nothing but being present.

Ekhart Tolle, from the book The Power of Now, writes "Presence is needed to become aware of the beauty, the majesty, the sacredness of nature. . . You have to put down for a moment your personal baggage of problems. . .your total presence is required."

From an article from USA Weekend, writer Laura Hoxworth discusses authors Susan L. Smalley and Diana Winston, who co-wrote Fully Present. Hoxworth says that the authors advocate "paying attention with openness and curiosity to the present moment." This article states that "Mindfulness is based on heightened sensory awareness, and studies suggest it can help reduce stress, increase attention span, boost creativity and strengthen the immune system."

This topic always resonates with me, as I have always been such a busy person. I think perhaps I tend to do this to show my worth to myself and others. More recently, I have learned that to truly love yourself, you must give yourself the gift of "stillness". Sit down and contemplate the beauty around you, read something uplifting, or just share love while caressing your pet (one of my favorites and it definitely is good for both of you!).

I like this experiment from Ekhart Tolle: "Close your eyes and say to yourself, I wonder what my next thought is going to be. Then become very alert and wait for the next thought." Tolle says that it will be quite a while before a thought arrives. "As long as you are in a state of intense presence, you are free of thought. You are still, yet highly alert." I have tried this and it is so interesting when a thought finally gets through.

So give yourself a break this week. Sit down here and there for a little stillness. You'll be glad you did!

Please enjoy a poem from my book Water Running Downhill!; and may peace be with you!

Joan

Exercise in Morphology

Hush
Be very still
With eyes closed
And imagine you are
As a blank, white canvas
A page not yet written upon

Concentrate
On this image
Within your mind
Then use this background
To paint who you truly are
Using previous life as a guideline

Envision
The beautiful being
That you have within you
Sculpt and recreate yourself
With your dreams as the bones
Then flesh out the rest by sheer will

Live who you want to be!

Honoring Inspirational Author Sue Patton Thoele

2010-08-08T12:10:00.011-04:00

This week I have decided to honor a fellow author and poet, Sue Patton Thoele. Sue has written several inspirational books. I have mentioned Sue's book Growing Hope in a previous blog.

Lately, I have been reading Autumn of the Spring Chicken, which is poetry, and very similar to my writing style. I am about to start the book The Courage to be Yourself, and am awaiting delivery of her newest book, The Mindful Woman.

Please feel free to visit Sue's website at http//www.suepattonthoele.com.

Here is a poem from Autumn of the Spring Chicken:

A New Day

Each day is
A newborn child
Living and dying
In the scant hours
Between dawn and dusk

It is our sacred responsibility
To nurture each day,
Unique and precious child
Of our waking hours,
Into the twilight
Of its perfect maturity

Have a lovely and blessed week!

Joan

NEW WEB DESIGN ON WATER RUNNING DOWNHILL!

2010-08-01T17:34:00.003-04:00

See new quotes on www.waterrunningdownhill.com!

KARMA AND THE TWISTY CONE

2010-07-29T21:05:00.005-04:00

Granddaughter Number One With Green Apple Cone!

It has been a whirlwind lately! We spent time with wonderful grandchildren, and with the above Miss Twisty Cone in particular. She was visiting us from the Seattle area.
During the course of the visit, Grandpa would frequently dangle the possibility of getting ice cream from the Twisty Cone. This did not happen, until. . .
We took this grandchild to the airport to head back last evening. As we were checking in we were made aware of a problem with the flight coming in from Atlanta. It was to be delayed for an hour and 3/4, and the connection would not be met. It was a dilemma that was solved by rescheduling the flight to early this morning.
Our Granddaughter was not happy! She was ready to go home to her Mom and friends, why did this have to happen, etc. As we were leaving the airport parking lot, I had a epiphany--it was Karma who was delaying us, and Karma wanted us to have a Twisty Cone!
We had a good laugh at this, returned home and feasted on pizza. Then we merrily drove to Twisty Cone, had ice cream (even the dog), and satisfied Karma.
Granddaughter got her flight this morning and arrived in Seattle this afternoon. We will miss her, but all is well! Are you happy now, Karma!

Have a playful week!

Joan

The Sister Connection

2010-07-20T20:49:00.004-04:00

I just had to do it--call my little sister! If I don't, I walk around with a feeling rattling around in the back of my brain that tells me I have forgotten something important.

So you make the call and reconnect. Even if it is a short conversation, it's enough to say, "hey, I'm here and I'm thinking about you". It's good to strengthen these family connections. No one knows you as well as a sister. And amazingly they usually like you, regardless!

I like the quote: A sister is a forever friend. I hope that this will always be true!

Here's to all of our sisters--blood relatives and chosen ones! Let us share our love with them!

Love you Sis!

Wasting Time

2010-06-27T16:57:00.003-04:00

Where I would like to be!

As I am getting ready for a trip to the Carolina's, I find myself goofing off a little, and getting ready to goof off a lot!

I haven't written anything all week. I have had a little time to be quiet within; I almost fell asleep and napped on Friday!

The only writing related tasks I have spent time on are reviewing books to compare with the new book that I am procrastinating "birthing".

It's not that I don't want to, poetry is hard to get printed! It's just not mainstream enough for most of the world. Now if I only were a rapper--that is certainly a form of poetry--just not mine! Hmmm, now I have to write a rap poem--here it goes!

Get your poetry flowin
Get your booty goin
Do it, do it, do it, uh huh
Move it, groove it, do it, uh huh

No excuses, no duck duck gooses
Let loose those juices, uh huh
I'm talkin to yousez, uh huh
Be the engine, not the cabooses
yo baby

Peace out!

Joan

The "B" Word

2010-06-20T11:17:00.002-04:00

My Other Car!

Why is it that women get labeled as bitches when we are successful, driven, competent, talented, upwardly mobile, etc., etc.? Men call us that, and we call other women that "B" word.

Perhaps it is jealousy, or fear that causes the outburst. I have been known to drop the word (silently, or to friends) when I have experienced, well, bitchiness!

I do think there are bitchy men out there as well as women. I'm sure you may agree with this!

I'm thinking that it is time to re-label the word--make it more of a power word than an unflattering one. Lets make a statement. Like Lady Gaga says "I'm a free bitch, baby!"

Here is a poem for the occasion!

The "B" Word

An unkind word, perhaps
Evolving into new meaning
Representing a strong, resistant woman
Confidant and unshakable, someone who
Might make you uncomfortable and resort
To name-calling to stem the underlying
Emotion evoked from the mega-feminine
Persona in control
Causing the word "bitch"
To fall from
Taut lips

Have a wonderful, powerful week!

Ciao!

Joan

Tribute to Aunt Sybil

2010-06-12T11:53:00.005-04:00

Sybil

Today they bid a final farewell
To their mother
She was stolen from them
Years before by the mind thief dementia

It took her piece by precious piece
Shuttering her mind, finally
Locking her up
Her body a prison cell

Years passed within this body/cell
Finally death arrived, releasing the
Captive soul, she flew out soaring
Higher and higher, rising like a white dove
Joyfully ascending
To heaven's waiting embrace

Joan Ellen Gage
6/12/2010

Nullifying the Negative

2010-06-10T20:02:00.004-04:00

In with the good air out with the bad. Or should it be in with the positive, out with the negative!
The airwaves seem to be shrouded with the negative. Apparently gloom and doom await us! Perhaps it does.

Really, I'm not a Pollyanna. I have my moods and obsess on what is not good, not perfect, not what I want, or what is out of my control. At some point I try to get over it. Eventually, the "issue" becomes less important.

So much of how we view and live our lives is a choice. We can choose to be miserable or we can choose to be happy--or at least not miserable!

There will always be someone who crosses our path that has lived through, or is getting through a tragedy. Listening to this person's story helps us realize how small our problems are.

In order to look at the positive side, we need to count our blessings. This must be done often!
It is so easy to chow down at mealtime and not stop to be thankful for the sustenance on our plates. Even when it is something we don't want to eat.

It is the little acts of gratitude that tell our families and friends that we love them. Let's take a few seconds of our precious time to do this.

So, to all of you out there, thank you for being there!

Spread the love,

Joan

Fanning the Flame of Creativity

2010-05-30T12:13:00.005-04:00

A Flame Azalea

I am experiencing a lovely AM, punctuated with rain showers and bird song. I have the luxury of a quiet house--so delightful!
I took myself out to the screened porch to write a little. Yes, I am finally back on that horse, since yesterday. It takes a series of steps to get me there, namely, having some peace and quiet, watching nature, and reading something uplifting for a bit (actually more than one book is key). Then I can usually come up with something that resembles writing!
This is such a lovely way to start the day. Why can't I do this everyday? Yeah, I know--working for a living. I seem to do best when I start this routine in the morning. The brain is more functional then, I believe.
One of my books I am revisiting is The Woman's Book of Creativity, by C. Diane Ealy, Ph.D. Ealy writes about how the creativity process differs with women; apparently, we create holistically, not in linear form, as do men. I can't wait to read the chapter: Quieting the inner you--that is something I can use!
Finding what it takes to turn on your creativity differs from individual to individual. Trial and error may be one way to get there. Certainly centering oneself and tuning in to your heart and soul are keys to starting your process.
This week try to find some quiet time and tune into your thoughts and feelings. Trying to meditate for a bit each day may help, also.
Have a peaceful and thoughtful week!

Joan

The Waiting

2010-05-23T10:22:00.005-04:00

The Clock Is Ticking! Tick, Tick, Tick!

Today I am waiting for my computer wizard friend to do a little file extraction surgery from our computer's hard drive. It is a little like waiting for news of a baby that is being delivered.
Hopefully, I will be able to recover some documents, and 6 months of photos that I did not have on disc. If not, life goes on! At least I have all of my faculties intact. O.K., don't start with me, mostly intact!
After today, I need to move out of my vegetative state and into a more creative state of mind. I have become complacent, and used to not creating for me.
It's easy to get caught up in the mundane existence of working, cooking, cleaning, laundering, etc. I am not very motivated these days. Solution: I need to kick myself in the butt to move forward!
Note to self--have a heart to heart with you today. Discuss: What is your problem?
Hey all you whirling dervishes out there! Could you send me a little mental energy? Perhaps I need to change the batteries in my brain!
Enough of the self-examination! May everyone have a stunningly fantastic week! Take time to love and encourage yourself. Take time for you!
Ciao!

Joan

P.S. Check out new quotes at:
http://www.waterrunningdownhill.com

Oh Where, Oh Where Have My Little Files Gone!

2010-05-16T17:48:00.005-04:00

The Author Treading Water!

You are not going to believe this--I have no computer files, no photos, no email addresses, saved emails, documents, etc., etc.! Scary, huh?
My wonderful husband did a complete backup to an external hard drive. Then the hard drive was wiped clean, as there was a DLL(?) file that was corrupt--per Microsoft help. All this to install Windows 7.
Now all my husbands files are restored. We can't find mine. This is an item to be addressed this week with "help" from the external hard drive manufacturer, and probably Microsoft.
Why I had not saved important documents to disc, I cannot say. I thought that backing up the files to the external hard drive meant backing them all up! In my defense, I had backed up my current manuscript in January 2010. I had backed up all of my photos; but, only to last October.
I have lost Christmas NC photos, photos of my little Granddaughter celebrating Christmas with us, and her 4th birthday party photos (I can get a copy from my Stepdaughter-whew!)
I lost a photo shoot for my book cover. I have a copy of an email of the final (tentative) product which I sent to a friend. I'm not sure I can recover it and use it.
Anyway! No use crying over disappeared files! I have recovered most of my good nature--really, I am trying! I will try to salvage what I can; I have not drowned in the sea of hopelessness, yet!
The lesson here is put your files on something where you will not lose them!!!!!!!! I cannot emphasize that enough!
Meanwhile, have a pleasant week. May all your problems be small ones!

Peace!

Joan

FINDING TIME FOR CREATIVITY

2010-05-09T10:53:00.005-04:00

CREATIVE: Any place that makes you say "ooh" and "aah"--an art museum, the ballet--is a good place to get a creativity makeover. And if you feel inspired to try your hand at something creative right after your visit, go for it! (from Stop Doing Start Being, by Leigh Anne Jasheway-Bryant, FAMILY CIRCLE, April 2005).

If you are like me, all kinds of distractions come between you and your soul's need for some creative time. That's just life swallowing you whole; throwing tasks and chores at you until you yell "enough"!
We can't have a distraction-free life. What we can do is find a little space in the "now" to get in touch with the left side of our brains.
Taking a time-out can be as simple as finding a quiet corner to deep breath and meditate. Listening to music or singing can bring out your creative soul, as well as writing, drawing, looking at art, or observing nature/gardening.
I find that color inspires emotions for me, particularly the color purple, or a melange of colors. Even vibrant greens evoke feelings of well-being and relaxation--all those spring trees do this for me!
Silence is key for concentrating on the one thing that you love to do. That is why I am typing this now. There is no one in the house at the moment, no TV, no radio. Just me and my breathing.
Julia Cameron, author of the Artist's Way books says that "unleashing your inner artist . . . can allow passion and growth to become a part of your everyday life. People . . . eat better, have vivid dreams, and get the most out of their lives" (from Your Inner Life, Keep it Creative, by Anna Davies, REDBOOK MAGAZINE December 2009).
Cameron is big on journaling. She calls the process "morning pages", as she wants individuals to write before they get out of bed, so that you are aware of what you are thinking.
Another process involves making a date with yourself every week, to go somewhere that interests you where you have not yet been. Apparently you are naturally drawn to things that are "creativity cues".
Thirdly, Cameron recommends walking alone in your neighborhood and observing the world around you. This will connect all three processes together. Interesting. . .
I did read the The Artist's Way A Spiritual Path to Higher Creativity, several years ago. I found it stimulating. I am just not very good at following other people's advice; although I usually take from a book or speaker a component that I will modify and use as my own.
This week, try to take a little time to do that thing that you love to do! Do not think of it as selfish time, think of it as "self" time. Remember this: we cannot grow in a stagnant medium. We must be immersed in the flow of life!
Enjoy your week!
Happy Mother's Day to all Mother's in the world! May you be blessed!

Peace,

Joan

Replenishing The Soul With Nature

2010-05-02T11:03:00.004-04:00

I have just returned from a respite in western North Carolina. What a literal breath of fresh air! The weather was perfect, albeit cold a couple of mornings.
Every morning, with the exception of one rainy one, my trusty Shepherd and I trudged up the hill to the top of the mountain. I have nicknamed this climb the "stair-stepper", as it definitely gives one that workout!
I loved the quiet moments that were spent admiring the newly green leaves and the blossoming shrubs. A particular favorite time of mine was spent languishing on the front porch and listening to the birds trilling. Is there anything more lovely than this?
There is nothing like a bit of nature to replenish the noise weary soul. I feel that I have aired out all my brain's winter cobwebs; although there are some new spring ones starting!
This week, try to take a few minutes every day to reconnect with nature. Try a stroll or walk, or just sit and look at some greenery to soften your eyes to the living world. Oh, yes, and remember to breathe!

April 2010

Spring Again
Colors reload
Then shoot open
The vibrant newly-greened
Oaks, Dogwood, and Sourwood
Tree egos puff up their leaves
Vieing for your attention
Easily outshining the somber
Darker green of the
Mountain pines

"Gilding or Re-building" the Lily?

2010-04-18T11:08:00.007-04:00

How lovely these Amaryllis are, proudly holding up their heads. They are like young women, adorned with colorful garments.
I love being the age I am; I do not like the aging part. These days I am spending more time "gilding" the lily. Just holding those wilting "petals" up requires a good diet with supplements, enough sleep (this is often lacking!), lots of exercise, investing in some good skin-care products, and lastly, make-up.
I was very fortunate in my youth, as I had good skin. I tried makeup, however, it just melted off in the Florida heat. So, I rarely used any powder or liquid makeup. I think that alone was an important factor in the clarity of my skin.
Now, past mid-fifty, I am applying makeup more and more often. The complexion seems a bit blotchy no matter what I do. Also, since I wear a mask when I work, this doesn't help. Masks create heat and, yes, I am always sweating!
Reconciling oneself to their aging profile is not easy. These things do happen slowly, and that helps. But, self-esteem is sometimes compromised, as we feel good when we know we look good. Maybe I have to give up magnifying mirrors? They are so NOT our friends!
I guess the face-lift and/or other surgery (AKA "re-building the lily") is a possibility. I think I am too much of a coward to go through with that; knives scare me! Furthermore, I'm not sure I can afford these procedures. Perhaps a laser peel? Hmmmm.
Unfortunately, society is not kind to the aging woman. Men are allowed to age "gracefully", their graying hair is "sexy"etc, etc. Women are reduced to hags. It's the American way, and it is a crock!
Let's band together and give each other the support we need to just love our aging selves. We are beautiful, through and through--we should know this!
Here is a poem from the upcoming book, which I tentatively renamed Embracing Your Inner Hippie! Have an outstanding week!

Fountain of Spoof

First come the little
"Smile" lines by the eyes
After a while, lines deepen
And are followed by brow-furrows
Complemented with "marionette" lines
On each side of the mouth
[I swear that is what those "in the know"
Are calling them!]

Our first defense consists of lotions
And creams that we literally slather
On our skin; most of these products
Don't do much, or live up to our expectations
I personally will attest to this
Still, I continue to try the latest and greatest
(Within budget) hoping for a mini-miracle or
At least some hint of positive progress

I guess I'll settle for maintenance
i.e try to stay where I'm at
Rather than trying to reverse the
Hands of time on the "wrinkle clock"
We certainly need to smile more
Nothing looks better on us!
Let's work on keeping our chins up
Even if we have to pull 'em up and tie them there!

SOLITUDE AND THE ELUSIVE "NOW"

2010-04-11T11:02:00.003-04:00

Love that Magnolia girl!

Good morrow to you all! It is a gloomy, breezy day here. Still, it is green, lush, and lovely! If only the pollen would quit--achoo!
I have finally gotten to my quiet moment. The washing machine has quit; I decided to wait to run the dryer. The dog is sleeping, the spouse is out. It is so calming to hear nothing!
I don't know how we do it? Day out, day in, we have some much noise and distraction. It is no wonder we are running around stressed to the max. We need to tune out the noise and tune in to nature.
I had some moments of "now" this week. I had to force them on myself; then was glad that I had. I will continue to subdue myself on a regular basis--it is for my own good!
I have a quote on my calendar "Peace is a quiet mind", no author noted. That hits home for me. An author I have quoted before, Sue Patton Thoele, writes from her book, Growing Hope, "being still allows the murky waters of our minds to clear and invites the light of heart and soul to shine on and from our inner and outer lives."
Eckhart Tolle, author of The Power Of Now, tells us that "Presence is needed to become aware of the beauty, the majesty, the sacredness of nature." Additionally, a quote by Virginia Woolf says that "In solitude we give passionate attention to our lives, to our memories, to the details around us". Finally, Anne Morrow Lindbergh writes, "There is a quality to being alone that is incredibly precious. Life rushes back into the void, richer, more vivid, fuller than before."
This is great "food for thought", and good inspiration for my addled ADD brain. Here is a poem from my book, Water Running Downhill. Have a wonderful week with moments of solitude!

Joan

COCOON

Creating calm
In your life
Is as essential
To your existence
As oxygen

We have become
Hurried, harried
Hustling husks
We have forgotten
To breathe

Nullify the noise of
Modern Life
Shipwreck yourself
On your island Aerie
Nurture your native side

Unplug the phone
Cut off your cell
Become incommunicado
Turn off the tube
Acquiesce to quiet

Bask as bird song
Blends with the
Beating of your heart
Knowingly choose to be
A universe of one

Then, gratified and grounded
Will your authentic
Sated-self slip
Into your cocoon
Of silence

TRYING TO TRAVEL AT THE SPEED OF "NOW"!

2010-03-31T09:58:00.004-04:00

It is spring, yes! My Azaleas are spectacular, thanks to the cold weather. It is one part of the yard that looks good. I'm still not sure if some of the plants are alive. Some severe trimming will reveal all.
Mi esposo has been in NC putting some electric into his shed/workshop with the help of his son. I have done a wonderful job of amusing myself, by being a social butterfly, and reconnecting with friends and family in South Florida. I've also had dinner and/or snack fests with friends.
I have not yet put pencil to paper! I'm good at turning on the new big screen TV and distracting myself. What I need is quiet; it is the only way that I can focus on writing.
Last night I turned off the television. This morning I walked then had breakfast on my porch. I do love being in the "now". As a potentially A.D.D. person, it is my habit to eat quickly, not mindfully. I am trying to do this today--savor the flavor, texture, and scent of food, watch nature, and breath.
Author Sue Patton Thoele, in the book Growing Hope, calls finding yourself through solitude and quiet "defragging your inner hard-drive. I like that. One of her examples in defragmenting includes "writing down bothersome thoughts, releasing them by burning, tearing, or putting them in a little jar of water in the freezer (on ice)", clever, no?
I make a resolution, today, to make a little more quiet time in my life. I will chew slower, pray more, and breathe slower.
Here is a poem from my book, Water Running Downhill:

THE ZONE

While sequestered as a willing tenant in
Your self-made prison of busyness
Dream of ways you can be free

To give yourself the gift of
A precious few moments, no distractions
Lock out your outer "life" and meditate

Find that it is almost a new experience, as
You may have forgotten the sensation
Of pure awareness, and nothing else

So used to being the "amazing balancing act"
You have found it hard to stop doing and planning
And just become still

Discover that one can see so much clearer
When traveling at
The speed of now

Quotes:

There is a quality to being alone that is incredibly precious. Life rushes back into the void, richer, more vivid, fuller than before.
--Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Every now and then go away, have a little relaxation. For when you come back to your work, your judgment will be surer.
--Leonardo Da Vinci

Have a blessed week!

Joan

SPRING IS IN THE AIR!

2010-03-20T18:30:00.005-04:00

Spring has arrived; at least it has in Florida! The weather was spectacular, today! High pressure is keeping us sunny, although the wind is blowing pretty heartily.
Oak leaves and pollen are showering us constantly. You get out the blower and clean it up, a few hours later it looks like you have done nothing!
We have been working on cleaning up the yard; actually Rob has been doing all of the hard part. Since he's retired, he has taken over most of that activity. He has been removing some of the dead plants and tops of plants that suffered during the freezing winter weather. I did some planting this afternoon, a little weeding, and cleaned up the dirt and those dratted oak leaves!
Along with the season of spring comes a need to open up and air out the house. I have been doing some spring cleaning for the past couple of weekends; reorganizing closets and donating some things. I have a long way to go! But, I am making headway.
There is something wonderful about clearing out clutter. Apparently it makes us feel lighter in spirit, also. As if the mental clutter goes out with the clothes and shoes, etc. Plus you get a good feeling when you donate items that can help others.
I challenge you to consider starting a similar project, this week, to see how it makes you feel. Let me know how it went!
Here is a spring poem from my unpublished book, Naturescapes. Have a bountiful week!

Peace!

Joan

Spring Forth

Brilliant multi-hued
Easter egg shades
Illuminate and complete
The transformation
From stark winter-bare
To the richly adorned
Newly verdant landscape

Spring awakens and
Brings forth
Sleepy bulbs from
Their cozy winter beds
Nodding and stretching
They unfold their
Many colored heads

"PET " OF MY HEART

2010-03-14T11:05:00.011-04:00

Pets, how we love them. They are forgiving, constantly giving us love and affection in turn. Here is the lovely Magnolia with my friend Ruriko. This dog will snuggle forever, as long as you snuggle her!
Domestic pets give us more than love. Animals also help us to have lower blood pressure and enable greater healing for patients who have had heart attacks.
Studies show that pet owners have less depression, greater self-esteem, and more social contacts. Apparently, the dog or cat can act as a social catalyst between the owner and another person. Furthermore, pet owners report being happier and having a lower stress response, which lowers blood pressure.
I know that my sweet dog makes my life happier. She is playful and joyful. I am more present when we are sharing a moment.
Here are some quotes:
An animals eyes has the power to speak a great language--Martin Buber
We can judge the heart of a man by his treatment of animals--Immanuel Kant
My little dog, a heartbeat at my feet--Edith Wharton
A cat is a puzzle for which there is no solution--Hazel Nicholson
Who can believe that there is no soul behind those luminous eyes--Theophile Gautier
Dogs are not our whole lives--but they make our lives whole--Roger Caras

Have a marvelous week!
Joan

THE QUEST FOR HAPPINESS!

2010-03-07T10:44:00.015-05:00

A Joyous Good Morning to You All!
How is everyone today? I think that the weather has improved for a great deal of the country. Florida is finally getting a warm-up. It has been crazy cold here! But, I'm not complaining. So many of you have been freezing--literally!
My theme today is The quest for happiness, something that seems to elude so many of us. Much is written about finding happiness. Many sources speak to the difficulty of this search. Apparently, many of us deny ourselves happiness, as we think we don't deserve it. Or we think that if we are happy, now, that something terrible is coming to dispel it.
So what do we do? "Practice acceptance", says M. J. Ryan, author of The Happiness Makeover,"try not to judge yourself or others critically. . .they're (you are) doing the best they (you) can". Ryan also speaks about thankfulness, for today, and for what you have. She emphasizes celebrating good things, as this creates joy.
Sonja Lyubomirsky, PhD, author of The How of Happiness, says that there is a "genetic component to happiness". But, she says that it is also "a skill you can learn".
Other habits to break are, ruminating (circular thought patterns) and negative thinking. Keep an open mind! (jan 10 family circle 99 , Happy Talk by Steve Calechman)
More good reads are Happiness Now, by Robert Holden, PhD, and Shortcuts to Bliss, by Jonathan Robinson. If you are not into reading self-help books, look to the internet for articles and quotes to make you smile.
Oh, by the way, today's photo is of my friend Dani, who is exploring and hacking her way through the jungle of life. I love this picture, Dani reminds me of Lucille Ball here. Too droll!

Quotes:
Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy--Anne Frank
Optimism: a cheerful frame of mind that enables a tea kettle to sing though in hot water up to its nose--Unknown
Happiness is not in things; happiness is in you--Robert Holden
When one door of happiness closes, another opens: but, often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us--Helen Keller

And lastly, a poem from Water Running Downhill!

State of Grace

I sent this message
Out to you
Grasp it
Let it define you
Live it
Take it to heart

The revelation is
This is the moment
The present, and
Nothing else exists
Be here
Seize the "now"

Be your bliss
And therefore
You shall be
Blessed

Have a great week! Smile!

The Chicken Diva of Dunnellon

2010-02-27T20:37:00.009-05:00

Last weekend my husband Rob and I went to visit the Chicken Diva in Dunnellon, Florida. This is my friend Elisa, collecting fresh eggs! Visiting these friends is like staying at a B&B, with lovely accommodations.
Elisa and her husband Dario have a mini-farm complete with 5 dogs, a few rabbits, 2 roosters, and several hens. Oh, and Dario is a chef! He prepared gnocchi with a red sauce and sausages--it was fabulous! I got to help the chef; I riced the potatoes and added flour as needed.
It was interesting to watch the older rooster, Norton, run the female population around. Stellino, the younger cock of the roost, was gentle and reserved. This was unusual for a rooster.
Stellino had tried to mate with Mimi, Elisa's free range hen and kept falling off! So, Mimi would run away from him "She doesn't think he knows what he's doing", Elisa confided.
After we returned home Sunday afternoon, I called the "farm" and wanted to thank our hosts again. I was saddened by the news that Stellino had just leapt up and keeled over, dead. Perhaps the reason he was so "tender hearted" was that he had a tender (bad) heart. We'll never know.
Here is a poem for Stellino:

Ode to Stellino

You were gentle
Crowing quieter than
King Norton who strutted
Cocky testosterone-filled
He a ladies man
You shy, untried

Rest well feathered friend
One remembers you
Who held you when
You were small
You took a peck
Of her heart
With you

Happy Valentines Day!

2010-02-14T10:48:00.007-05:00

Greetings Valentines!

It is the much touted romantic day of days, Valentine's Day. We have exchanged the traditional cards and greetings with kisses.

I made pancakes this morning to sweeten the day. Baby-back ribs are planned for dinner, with sweet potatoes, baby spinach salad, and Key Lime pie for dessert. We actually travel to South Florida for the ribs, to Torchio's in Boynton Beach. They have the best meat and have true baby- back ribs. This is not a gourmet feast like Sam, From My Carolina Kitchen, would make (check out her blog!); but, it's simple and tasty.

Saint Valentine's Day, per Wickipedia, "is annually held on February 14 celebrating love and affection between intimate companions. The holiday is named after one or more early Christian martyrs named Valentine and was established by Pope Gelasius in AD 496. It is traditionally a day on which lovers express their love for each other by gifts,cards, etc. The holiday first became associated with romantic love in the circle of Geoffrey Chaucer in the High Middle Ages, when the tradition of courtly love flourished. "

Courtly love sounds so romantic, doesn't it? I could enjoy being courted with gifts and flowers! Oh, and how about courting me with some house cleaning, or with cooking or doing the laundry? Oh romance, how you have changed! Although taking me shopping with no limits would work! Hmmm. . .

Here are some quotes for you love birds!

Soul meets soul on lover's lips.

~ by Percy Blythe Shelly ~

I love thee, I love but thee With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold And the stars grow old.

~ by William Shakespeare ~

One word frees us Of all the weight and pain in life, That word is Love

~ by Socrates ~

Paradise is always where love dwells.

~ by Jean Paul F. Richter ~

The most eloquent silence; that of two mouths meeting in a kiss.

~by Unknown

~ Love is the emblem of eternity: it confounds all notion of time: effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end.

~ by Germaine De Stael ~

Lastly, here is a poem from an unpublished love anthology that I wrote for my husband, called As Souls Meld:

DÉJÀ VU

I believe
We have met before
Another time, another life
It is the only explanation
That explains our closeness
And our chemistry together

I touch you
And it feels as natural
As breathing in and out
My skin knows yours
Intimately
Our scents mingle as one

I cannot imagine
Life without you
It would be like
An empty void
Lacking all familiar

I would strain
To hear your laughter,
Your music, your voice
My eyes would search
For signs of you

But we would leave
This world
Only to be reborn
And meet again
My love-
Deja Vu

The Art of Patience

2010-02-07T10:32:00.019-05:00

Welcome Friends!

This truly is my Achilles heel--lack of patience! Usually I do well, throughout the day. I work with dental patients, and exercise great patience with them. Unfortunately, I tend to tire from a long day, or week of this. So, it is my private life that tends to suffer from occasional bouts of impatience. I need to learn to develop my "patience muscle"!

Here are some ideas that will help all of us to practice greater patience. First from M.J. Ryan, author of The Power of Patience (article from Womans Day 4/1/05):

1) Take 10 minutes each day to take care of our needs, and set priorities for the day.

2) Keep a pebble in your pocket and switch it to the other pocket when you are losing it!

3) Give yourself all the time you need to accomplish something--no stopwatch!

4) Snack healthy, sleep more, have less caffeine.

5) Note and compliment patience in others.

Destina Moga of MakeoversLife.com, offers a meditation exercise for patience.

1. Find a quiet spot.
2. Sit down. Get comfortable.
3. Close your eyes.
4. Clear your mind.
5. Say to yourself, “I have an ocean of infinite patience that trickles in all
of my relationships and daily actions.”
6. Repeat this phrase until you begin to feel like you are creating a space
for infinite patience in your inner dialogue.
7. End the exercise by saying to yourself, “My work is done now.
Thank you. Peace.”
8. Practicing this exercise daily will bring patience into your life.
9. In time of impatience, say to yourself, “I have an ocean of infinite patience"

(from www.makesoverslife.com/)

Lastly Jeanne Zornes from PowertoChange.com, suggests we:

1) Laugh off Murphy's Law

2) Lower our expectations, look for excellence instead of perfection

3) Allow others to fail you--don't expect perfection from others, be gracious

4) Pray or meditate instead of fretting

(from www.powertochange.com/)

These all seem to be great fodder for the impatience monster. I am willing to practice these suggestions. Hopefully, I will subdue the critter!

Here are some quotes:

Patience is the companion of wisdom.

--Saint Augustine

Have patience with all things, but chiefly have patience with yourself.

--St. Francis de Sales

Patience and fortitude conquer all things.

--Benjamin Franklin

Have a peaceful and patient week!

Joan

The Recovering Worrywart!

2010-01-30T12:23:00.006-05:00

A good day to all!
It is surprising that we have spent January already! It seems like Christmas was just a couple of weeks ago. I have gotten mired in normal life, again. Which is not bad at all. Unfortunately, being on vacation does not pay me well.
Today we'll touch on the subject of worrying. We all do it at times. Those of us who are more obsessive certainly do it more. Raise your hand if this is you--I knew it! O.K. It's me, also!
Apparently, constant worrying, brooding, or ruminating is not healthy. Susan Nolen-Hoeksema Ph.D., author of Women Who Think Too Much, says these thought patterns are over-thinking. Nolen-Hoeksema says that this behavior is also a negative way of thinking. The author says to use strategies to help you keep worries at bay:
1) Don't trust your negative thoughts
2) Fight back (interrupt the process)
3) Switch your focus (get out and do something!)
4) Banish night worrying (get out of bed and do something pleasant)
5) Schedule a worry session (no more than an hour, and do it when you are feeling up)
6) Write your problems down (to clarify them)
7) Talk to someone (sharing can help you find prospective)
8) Do something joyful (to enhance your feeling of well-being)
9) Let go and let God (pray or meditate)

Nolen-Hoeksema also advises us to take control of your situation to calm your mind, try to find self-acceptance, forgive yourself, and forgive others. Some other suggestions are to set reasonable goals, put more fun into your life, and make more friends.
M. J. Ryan, author of The Happiness Makeover, says to "figure out if you can do something about it", when you find yourself in "worry mode". "Plan for the presentation you have to give", or, if it is something out of your control, "make a list of all of the possible good outcomes".
Richard Carlson, Ph.D., author of Don't Sweat The Small Stuff . . . and it's all small stuff, writes that one should "look at a situation as if it were happening in a year from now", and "ask yourself the question will this really matter a year from now?"
This is good advice; I'll try to take it to my heart. I do need to!
Here is a poem from the yet, unpublished book, tentatively called Waiting for the Rest of Your Life:

Patch, Patch, Patch

Why is it?

Just when

You think things are going to be

Rosy

Life sideswipes you and

Throws you in the ditch!

I seem to spend

Half of my life

Patching things back

Together

The other half I spend worrying

About

Whether of not the patch will hold!

Oh, no!

Don't tell me

Is that another

Leak

I hear?

Have a worry-free week!

Peace,

Joan

You Gotta Have Hope!

2010-01-24T10:32:00.011-05:00

Welcome!

Today I want to speak to you about something that we cannot live without--hope. Hope is something that the world is starving for. To hold hope in your heart one must nurture positive thoughts.

I believe we make the choice every day to have a positive and hopeful heart. Negativity invites failure. Studies show that people with a high level of hope do better in life, including professional success and well being.

Today I am featuring author Sue Patton Theole, who wrote the book "Growing Hope". Theole writes that there are four factors that have been driving the erosion of hope and the growth of despair.

1) Personal pain and how we deal with setbacks, stress, and tragedy

2) Media mayhem and madness--the constant onslaught of bad, ugly, and violent news

3) Economic iffiness--leaving us feeling economically vulnerable

4) Sandpapered senses, due to the bombardment of constant stimuli: cell phones, noise, black-berrys, to-do lists, too much caffeine and sugar--causing us to numb-out, and/or "blow a fuse"

Theole advises us to find balance in your life and to create a personal oasis. We will be talking about these things in the weeks to come.

Here is an exercise Theole calls:

A PRACTICE FOR GROWING HOPE IN YOUR HEART

"Take a moment now and focus on your heart, allowing yourself to sink into and absorb the love that naturally emanates from it. In the theater of your mind, visualize warm, cool, soft, breezy. . .? Talk to your heart even if you feel silly doing so. Thank it for all it does for you, and ask what it would like you to do for yourself, and the greater good. Pay attention, and accept any insights or feelings that come, or don't come. Simply hanging out with your heart provides a wonderful and potentially healing oasis. Try this exercise whenever you're feeling devoid of hope."

Here is a poem from my unpublished book tentatively named "Waiting for the Rest of Your Life". Enjoy!

This Is Your Brain; This Is Your Brain On Overload!

I obsess, I must confess--
Obsess about obsessiveness!

That tune in my head that plays over and over
The fondness I feel for that dark Russell Stover

Lost for hours shopping in T. J. Max
Searching and pawing through racks and racks

Lying awake at night at 1:05
Figuring out plots from Desperate Housewives

Feeling distracted, my time is not free
With television, laptop, Blackberry, and Wii

Caffeination, frustration, discombobulation
Could I please have a real vacation?

And:

Hope is the thing with feathers

That perches in the soul,

And sings the tune without the words,

And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;

And sore must be the storm

That could abash the little bird

That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chilliest land

And on the strangest sea;

Yet, never, in extremity,

It asked a crumb of me.

--Emily Dickinson

When the world whispers

"Give up,"Hope whispers, "

Try it one more time."

--Author Unknown

Resources:

"A Plan to Make Your Hopes Happen", Judy Jones, September 2009 more.com

"Growing Hope", Sue Patton Thoele, Conari Press, 2004

http://www.suepattonthoele.com/

Relax And Renew-It's Up To You!

2010-01-17T10:41:00.006-05:00

Greetings and Felicitations!

Today I want to talk about something that we rarely do, or rarely do well--relax! If you are like me, you have that inner agenda inscribed on your mind. Therefore, even if you do sit down for a little bit, perhaps from exhaustion, do you really unwind? That is my friend Renee, above, a yoga instuctor, doing just that!

Here are some tips that I have gleaned over the years.

1) Don't watch the clock, and remove your watch occasionally. This will slow you down.

2) Take a "Zen" break, close your eyes and count your blessings while waiting in line, or waiting in general.

3) Stretch, this relaxes the tension in your body. Inhale and lift your shoulders up to your ears, then exhale and loser them.

4) Listen to music, keep is soft--New Age, Classical, Soft Rock. This lowers anxiety levels.

5) Recite the Serenity Prayer; pray to "Accept the things I cannot change, have the courage to change the things I can, and have the wisdom to know the difference".

6) Time Out! Turn off your TV, computer, cell-phone, and Blackberry for a few hours each day.

7) Practice a slow hobby--gardening, yoga, Pilate's, needlework, painting, writing, etc., with meditative qualities.

8) Take a scented bath--lavender produces alpha waves, which relax you.

9) Pet your cat or dog

10) Breathe with slow deep breaths, breathe in for a count of 5, hold for a count of 2, breathe out for a count of 5. This mimics your sleep breathing.

And!

"There is more to life than increasing its speed." --Mahatma Gandi

"Nothing excellent can be done without leisure."--Andre- Gide

"Take rest; a field that has rested gives a bountiful crop."--Ovid

"To be quite oneself one must first waste a little time."--Elizabeth Bowen

Here's a poem about relaxing from my book, Water Running Downhill! Enjoy!

THE ZONE

While sequestered as a willing tenant in
Your self-made prison of busyness
Dream of ways you can be free

To give yourself the gift of
A precious few moments, no distractions
Lock out your outer “life” and meditate

Find that it is almost a new experience, as
You may have forgotten the sensation
Of pure awareness, and nothing else

So used to being the “amazing balancing act”
You have found it hard to stop doing and planning
And just become still

Discover that one can see so much clearer
When traveling at
The speed of now

Peace out!

(: >) Joan

Resources:

Carl Honore, In Praise of Slowness: How a Worldwide Movement Is Challenging the Cult of Speed.

Reinhold Niebuhr, The Serenity Prayer.

Lori Erickson, "Not So Fast, How to Take it Easy In a Hurry-up, Stressed-out World", Family Circle, 11/29/05.

Norine Dworkin-McDaniel, "Love Your Life", Family Circle, 10/18/05.

Looking At The Positive Side! Featuring The Happiness Project

2010-01-10T11:31:00.013-05:00

Welcome all! It is a new year and perhaps it is time to get an attitude tune-up! I realized, of late, that I had not been being thankful as often as I should have. It really is something that needs to become a habit--like flossing your teeth--ha, ha!

If we take the time to realize how fortunate we are to have shelter, clothing, food, family, friends, and love, how can we not be thankful? And being thankful makes us glad at heart, which leads to a happier attitude, right? Right!

Spreading happiness is contagious! Today, take the time to share a phone call with a friend and send them a smile.

I have seen references to a website and a book called The Happiness Project, by Gretchen Rubin in several magazines lately, so I checked out this interesting site. There are many different quotes and positive information available to the viewer. Access her website at:

http://www.happiness-project.com/

Here if a New Year's poem for you from my book, Water Running Downhill!

I've just posted new quotes at http://www.waterrunningdownhill.com/

Enjoy the day! :)

Joan

NEW YEAR’S RESOLUTIONS

We have a new year
They seem to be arriving
At lightening speed
In this new decade

Think of this year as
An opportunity
To grow and celebrate
Toast the women you have become

Forget the past mistakes and
Focus on what makes you
Content and joyous
Be your own best friend

Live life now, not later
For later may not
Be here for you

And:

There is no exercise better for the heart than reaching down and lifting people up.

--From an old English prayer

The greatest glory is not in never falling but in rising up every time we fall.
-- Confucius (551-479 BC) Chinese Philosopher

If we are facing in the right direction, all we have to do is keep on
walking.
-- Buddhist Proverb

A Message by George Carlin:

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints.

We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time.

We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.

We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.. We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.

We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less..

We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait..

We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less. T

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships.

These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes.

These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill.

It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...

Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

Remember, to say, ' I love you ' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away..

To the New Year

2010-01-03T12:24:00.006-05:00

Greetings Friends!

I cannot believe it is January, and that it's 2010! Time is just spiraling out of control--it will be Christmas, again, before you know it!

Did everyone have good holidays? We did, although we did not get the snow that I'd hoped for. I wanted winter photos! We had snow flurries as we were driving out of the southern Appalachians. I think they were taunting us--"nah, nah, you missed us!" But, we were glad to get somewhere that should be warm. News flash! It was 37 degrees this morning, and we have a frost warning for this evening for east Central Florida.

Not to worry, it will warm up, eventually. Cool nights are good for sleeping, they seem to keep the hot flashes down somewhat.

As promised I have enclosed photos of our tree falls. This was quite a storm; everywhere around the area there were downed trees, and remnants of chain sawed falls that were across roads.

Here is an unpublished storm poem for you! Stay warm and cozy, everyone!

Blessings in the New Year!

Joan

Winter Wind-OH!

Woooooooooo! Wooooooooooo!
Wooooooooooo! Woooooooooo!
Wooooooooooooo!
Wooooooooosh!
The Wind rises, higher and higher still
Winter rushes in, its timid whisper becoming a mighty
ROAR!
Perched on the crest of each swell of frigid air
Wind “surf” crashes onto storm-tossed trees
Sending a wake of autumn leaves splashing down
They skitter away like sand crabs
In advance of the next wave
Brrrrrrrrr!
Snow caps are approaching!

Happy New Year!

2009-12-29T12:47:00.005-05:00

Did everyone have a great Christmas, or Hanukkah, or other holiday? Ours has been splendid. We did have a wicked Christmas Eve storm. About 2:00 AM, a huge oak came crashing down within 20 feet of the house. I was wide awake after that! A wonderful neighbor helped my husband, Rob, cut up the 105 foot tree. He took four trips of logs home on his trailer!
We lost a couple of other trees, but there was no damage to the road or anything else. What a blessing! I'll attach photos when I get back to the warmer south.
Speaking of blessings, we should all count ours as we enter into the new year. May 2010 be a better year financially for everyone. May we all have shelter, food, and love. May we all have peace and goodwill towards man and womankind.

Happy New Year!

Joan

Joyful Holidays To All! I'm Dreaming Of A White Christmas!

2009-12-20T15:04:00.004-05:00

These holidays do sneak up on us--only a few days until Christmas, another week until New Years, etc.! I am about ready, except for packing, again! Oh, and I have to pick up the house, again!

We're heading out to the Carolina's. There may be snow--there is right now! I'll be drinking peppermint tea and hot cocoa, and watching old movies.

May all of you enjoy special moments with your friends and families, even if they are on the telephone, or online. It is the people that we love that mean the most at these special times.

Have an extraordinary Christmas, Hanukkah, New Years, or whatever!

Peace on earth,

Joan

A Merry Stressmus to You!

2009-12-17T13:23:00.003-05:00

These past two weeks have been a whirlwind. I have been getting ready for Christmas, for the most part, early, due to two trips out of town this month.
Last weekend we traveled to Pensacola for my mom-in-law's 90th birthday party. A good time was had by all. I am still recovering from that trip.
This weekend we have a day trip to south Florida for an early Christmas with my family. That will be lunch and we will bake Christmas cookies.
Next week we leave for the Carolina's. Whew! I will be glad when we arrive. I am planning to relax--I need this!

I had an interesting moment Monday, when in the shower I noticed something under my left breast that looked like a small brown slug. Laughing, I discovered that it was a tiny chocolate chip from a snack bar that I had eaten on my way home from work (yes, I know I should not eat in the car!).
Question, would you a) wash it off, or b) eat it? Please let me know! Of course, I ate the chip! It's chocolate, after all!
Have a wonderful Christmas, or Hanukkah, or whatever! We plan to have a little of that "white stuff" you see above.

Peace on Earth!

Joan

Radio Interview On Aging Outside the Box

2009-12-08T20:29:00.002-05:00

If you get a chance, I am doing a radio interview with the fabulous Shirley W. Mitchell on Aging Outside the Box Radio Show. This is the "short show" post:

Dec. 17, 2009... 6PM-CST... "MidLife Motivation" with our "Guest" Joan Ellen Gage, Author of "Water Running Downhill! - Words of Empowerment for Women in Midlife" on "Aging Outside the Box®" Syndicated Radio Show with National Author/Writer/Syndicated Columnist/Speaker and Celebrity Radio Talk Show Host, Shirley W. Mitchell, as they discuss "MidLife Motivation" with... Poetry and Humor for Inspiration, Water Running Downhill and Words of Empowerment. Join us "LIVE on AIR" every Thursday Night at 2PM-HIST, 3PM-AKST, 4PM-PST, 5PM-MST, 6PM-CST, 7PM-EST and 8PM-AST on the LA Talk Radio Network. Listen in LIVE! Listen to the Archive!
___________

Thanks!

Joan

Life's Little Surprises

2009-12-06T10:59:00.003-05:00

Ever have one of those days where not much seems to go the way you want it to? I think we all experience this.

I did laundry earlier this week, and once again, I did not clear out all of the pockets. There were bits of wet tissue stuck all over the laundry.

After I shook the clothes off the floor looked like there had been a pillow fight; so there must have been two tissues! I shook my head and went to get the vacuum. Moments later it looked like nothing unusual had happened.

You never know what little surprises life will hand you. You break a dish, cut your finger, almost shut the dog's tail in the car window. In my defense she moved that tail when I was raising it--it pulled her hair very slightly--that was close!

Mainly, these things happen because I am not paying as close attention to something as I should be. I tend to move pretty quickly most of the time, and I can be impatient. I guess I need to slow down a little and be more patient.

I admit to being imperfect! We are all human and prone to some degree of error. So we need to practice forgiveness when we sometimes don't live up to our Mary Poppin's expectations!

Give yourself a break today. After all it is the season of giving--just make yourself the recipient of forgiveness, and some self-love. You deserve it!

Peace,

Joan

Since many of you are having snow, or dreaming of a white Christmas, I thought that you would like a snow poem. Here is is!

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

by Robert Frost (1923)

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound's the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

Taming Your Holiday Stressors

2009-11-29T10:41:00.005-05:00

Welcome Friends!

Did you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving? Mine was nice; it was spent with family and friends. Yes, of course we ate too much! Hubby made a sweet potato casserole with praline topping--it was decadent!

So now we dive willy nilly into the big marathon of the year--Christmas! It is time to decorate, send Christmas cards, buy or make gifts, entertain, etc. etc. Is your blood pressure up, yet?

I do tend to be organized. I was raised on making lists and writing notes. But, I do find them helpful. I also tend to shop early, that is, I pick up little things here and there. The trick is remembering that you have done this! I have forgotten a couple of times. And, I buy Christmas cards on sale after Christmas. Yes, I have forgotten that I have bought these, too! I now write in my organizer in the month of November that I have purchased cards, etc.

I am planning on decorating today. This I have simplified, also. I got a smaller artificial tree that I put up on a box to get it off the floor, and to look bigger! I have artificial greenery that I put into most room, mainly wreaths. These are so easy to hang up and give up a lot of holiday color. I add scented candles around the house, mainly pine scented ones. I do like to get a fresh wreath for the front door; there is nothing like the real thing!

For gifts, I use gift bags. My family and I save them and trade them back before the holidays. I will have to buy a couple, but, not many. Dollar stores have great prices on these bags. Gift bags save a lot of time on decorating, and you can add ribbons or bows for extra glitz.

Yes, every year I try to make our Christmas a little easier. It cuts the stress down considerably. We exchange minimal gifts with the extended family. Real gifts are for grandchildren!

Please enjoy a poem that will be featured in my next book. I thought it may be appropriate, due to the looming task ahead!

On The Threshold Of A Scream

Women work so hard
And do so much
Are we doing for everyone
And forgetting our own needs?
It’s like that oxygen mask thing
On an airplane—give yourself
The air first, or you won’t be able
To take care of those little
Responsibilities following you around

The idea is the quality of life
Try to remember that
When you’re on your last nerve
Take a “sip” of whatever
That oxygen is for you
And revive your spirit

We take too much for granted
In this time on earth
It is finite, ladies
So, please remember
To breathe

I've enclosed some links for reducing holiday stress. I hope they help!

http://www.webmd.com/balance/stress-management/features/tips-for-reducing-holiday-stress
http://www.makinglifebetter.com/home-family/article/five-ways-to-give-back-this-season
http://www.businessknowhow.com/growth/holiday-stress.htm
http://psychology.suite101.com/article.cfm/65_ways_to_reduce_holiday_stress
http://crunchydomesticgoddess.com/2009/11/13/reducing-holiday-stress-for-your-kids/

Giving Thanks

2009-11-22T10:39:00.003-05:00

Hello Friends!

We're at that time of year when the sand in the hourglass runs out very fast, and it all starts with Thanksgiving Day. We are off to the races, i.e. the grocery store, department store, wherever there are ingredients we need, or gifts to buy! I can feel the excitement building!

I do love the season; but, even though we are doing things with shrinking wallets, it doesn't mean it will mean any less to us. We must remember that families and friends are what we are most thankful for, and thank them accordingly.

Let's give thanks this week for everyone in our lives who has blessed us. Don't forget to take in all of the wonderful fragrances of the holiday feast--I can smell that turkey, and that pumpkin pie--yum!

Bless us all!

P.S. I've added a little poem that I whipped up for the occasion. Don't worry, it's calorie free!

Thanksgiving

It is time to gather family and friends
Around the laden table
To forgive and make amends

Tis time to count our many blessings
Reflect on nature’s bounty
Amid pie, turkey and dressing

It’s time again to follow custom
Handed down through generations
Let’s eat until we bust em!

The Bonds of Female Friendships

2009-11-15T10:47:00.005-05:00

My friends are my estate.--Emily Dickinson

A friend is a present you give to yourself.-- Robert Louis Stevenson

What would we do without our friends--particularly our women friends? They are there to give us support, cheer us on, have a little "girl" fun, and sometimes just to set us straight.

It turns out that there are some health benefits to friendship. Several studies connect female friendship with lower blood pressure, lowered risk of diabetes, heart disease, and depression. Additionally, women use each other for a sounding board to talk about problems at work and in their personal lives. Spending time with girl friends in a variety of situations, and particularly in this exchange of information and feelings make up a support system for us.

Let us give thanks today for our wonderful friends who stand by us through thick or thin. We are blessed to have them.

I leave you with a poem from my book, Water Running Downhill!

ONE TRIBE

Have you felt
With passing years
A more pressing
Need to connect
With other women
To share observations
And laughter
To offer advice
Or garner wisdom?
Do you feel drawn
As if by a magnetic force
To be with your own kind?

For these women
Are a tribe, your tribe.
No one else will ever
Understand your struggle
As they will.
Women are our people.
When we come together
We feel a oneness
A sisterhood united.
When we come together
We are at home.

Links:

http://www.womenshealth.suite101.com/article.cfm/women_and_friendship#ixzz0WwNYlhWP
http://www.lindawis.com/articles/01.php

http://www.scholar.google.com/scholar?hl=en&rlz=1T4SUNA_enUS284US284&q=author:%22Michael%22+intitle:%22Health+behaviors,+social+networks,+and+healthy+aging:+...%22+&um=1&ie=UTF-8&oi=scholarr

http://www.more.com/2024/9237-how-friends-make-you-healthier

The Emperess's New Clothes

2009-11-08T11:52:00.006-05:00

I'm having a bit of fun today. I am writing about one of my favorite past times--shopping! I usually do a lot of research, i.e. looking, before I buy. I am often surprised at what I find at local thrift shops! Some of the loot is shown above.

Here is a little poem I wrote as a tribute to thrift stores. By the way, a schmata is the Yiddish word for rag.

Enjoy!

The Emperess’s New Schmatas

I am therefore, I shop!
But, being monetarily challenged
I turn to consignment shops
And thrift stores, often
Did you know that they specialize
In pre-shrunk clothes?
You never have to worry about whether
They will shrink
The only concern is that
Your body will expand into another size
As it has done for me
Drat that middle age thing!

Menopot, menopot
Curse the girth that adds a lot
Onto a waist line, with our dismay
Go away and stay away!

Autumn's Last Stand

2009-11-01T12:09:00.007-05:00

The leaves were slow to turn this season. They looked pretty and promising when we arrived mid-October. But, they were teasing us; nah, nah , nah , nah, na! They tried to hold out; the temperature dropped--so did they, and the rain stripped them of their false coats.

Behold! The peak was upon us. We left a day later than planned; we did come here to enjoy them!

Grasp that last branch of autumn that reaches out to you. Breathe in that crisp air--deeply! Enjoy!

Today I witnessed from

Car window and porch chair

Leaves turning slowing on branched spits

Not quite ready, starting to crisp

Greens warming to yellow and gold embers

Orange popping out like glowing coals

The scarlet of Sourwood bursting into full flame--

Trying to show them all up

Together they compliment one another

A gourmet blend

A visionary feast for the soul

Joan Ellen Gage

10/14/2009

Happy Halloween!

2009-10-29T19:58:00.004-04:00

I cannot believe we are at the end of October. It has long been my favorite month, with its chill breezes and gorgeous leaves in all their finery. Not to mention the pumpkins and apples abounding, and the pies, oh my! There is that sweet tooth, again!

I am expecting about 100 trick or treaters. That is what we had last year; although, I think with the economy the way it is, there will be more than usual!

I laid in the candy, and honestly, I only have eaten one tiny Snickers bar. Alas, I must confess that I have birthday chocolate stashed away. My friends were too generous!

A little trick or treating can be such fun! I enjoy all of the little ghosts, goblins, wrestlers, etc. My dog started hating the door bell after our first Halloween in central Florida. Now she barks at door bells on the TV, also.

I wanted to share my lovely corpse with you. "What!", you say? I know; it is a little complicated. It started as an idea for my next book, which I call Waiting for the Rest of Your Life. I wanted a photo to show how long I had been waiting for it--the rest of my life that is. So there it is! The only problem is it is a little macabre, O.K. a lot macabre, perhaps. I still like the idea; I'm not sure I can put it into the book. People may not think this is funny.

What do you think? Let me know!

Women Warriors Part Two

2009-10-11T10:59:00.011-04:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i_VKSMgNXlc
Greetings to all! A splendid Sunday to everyone!
It is only 87.8 degrees here in East Central Florida, at 10:11 AM. Whew! It has been a hot spell! Where is the cool air?
Fortunately, we live in AC here; what a blessing! I think Florida would be pretty deserted much of the year accept for that!
Now, getting down to serious stuff, we all are aware that it is National Breast Cancer Awareness month. I don't think that we should overlook the people who are battling other types of cancers, though. Why don't we have other months, or dates, to pay tribute to our other warriors?
I have the pleasure of knowing a woman warrior who battled lymph cancer last year, and into early this year. Sheryl is a member of eWomen Network, and a talented musician.
Friends of Sheryl's, including friends from church, and eWomen network created a schedule of volunteers to help her. These friends took Sheryl to chemo, stayed with her during chemo, helped with pet care, and stayed with Sheryl when her husband, Leon, had to be out of the home/office.
I had the privilege of taking Sheryl to chemo and staying with her for one session. I was glad for the opportunity, as I had no real experience with cancer treatment. I have heard many stories from friends, co-workers, and patients, so this gave me more insight into their journeys.
I have a new poem that I wrote last week, and I would like to dedicate it to Sheryl, and many others who have battled cancers. Here it is:

The Invader Within

Was the cause environmental,
Or was it family genetics?
How did this happen?
Perhaps, it was just karma
Bringing me this dark, unwanted gift
This cancer

The alien DNA
Hidden in the structure
Of the genome
Its time bomb releasing
Microscopic invaders burrowing
Into tissue, my tissue

Facing myself in the mirror,
Today, chopping long dark hair
Shorter and shorter still
Wondering who is this stranger
Who stares back
Stone-faced and resolute?

I begin this deeply personal
Uphill battle, or is it downhill?
Warrior stance—I am ready
“Let’s do this!” to my husband
We travel silently to chemo
Unspoken words blowing through
Our minds like autumn leaves

He holds my hand as we begin
IV dripping, we watch morning TV
Oblivious to the screen, thoughts
Still flowing, overflowing, synchronized
With the IV releasing the drug/poison
I will it to find the interloper
“Seek out the alien intruder, now!”

Many weeks have passed, now
Time has slowed to a turtle’s pace
I have sat in that recliner
Many hours, with IV piercing my flesh,
Chemo flowing, a soft cap covering the baby fuzz
Where my hair used to be
I turn my mind inward, pray and give thanks

Liquid ninja’s course through my veins

“Finish it”, I pray, “amen”.

You can access Sheryl's music and story at:
http://www.sherylpaige.com/

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i_VKSMgNXlc

Women Warriors

2009-10-04T10:46:00.006-04:00

It is the month of October, which is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Today's blog is dedicated to the women warriors who have battled breast cancer.

I have met many of these women over the years, so I know how prevalent breast cancer is, particularly with older women. Statistically, about 182,000 women get breast cancer each year, about 46,000 of whom die from the disease--about 1/4th of women.
The photo is of Theresa, a survivor going on her second year. She is a very special lady; and I salute her!

Only about 5 percent of breast cancers occur in women under age 40.
About 25 percent occur in women under age 50. About 1 in 40 women die from breast cancer before age 75.

Here are some links for information, or to make a donation. Make sure you check out the Army of Women. org. This is a site where you can sign up to be a study participant (depending on the area the study is in).
http://www.cancer.org/

http://www.nationalbreastcancer.org/

http://www.thebreastcancersite.com/

http://www.armyofwomen.org/

I enclose a poem from my book Water Running Downhill, which is a tribute to women with breast cancer.

BY DESIGN

What is a breast?
It is, by design, in its simplest form
A source of nourishment
A literal ‘fountain of youth’

A breast is an ornament
Of the flesh, ascetically varied
Rounded, pillowed, or arched-
An achingly, beautiful sculpture of nature

A breast is a haven
For comforting small humans
Or sheltering family or friends
With arms and bodies enfolded tightly, as in prayer

A breast can also give or receive
Pleasure, with our partners
As active participants
In the mating dance of life

A breast is the epitome, of the heart
Of womankind- with our breasts
We nurture, comfort, and love
That is why we hold them so dear

Through breast cancer, women may
Lose these deeply personal pieces
Of their flesh, that share so much
And give succor to life

But, we must remember that
Women are the origin of strength
In this world, and with or
Without breasts, we are the same!

We will still nurture,
We will still comfort,
And we will still love!
We will do this, by design

By Joan Ellen Gage

(Dedicated to Tina and to all of her sisters)

YOUR TRUE COLORS

2009-09-27T10:44:00.009-04:00

I was waiting for my flu shot Friday afternoon, and whiled away a couple of minutes looking at a local rag in the reception room. An article caught my eye about color.

Actually, color fascinates me. I have seen my closet go through many decades. There were pastels in my youth. Paisley prints in the late 60's, early 70's, with cotton Indian tops and jeans. I was amazed in my early 30's how many rose prints I owned (I still love that stuff!). It wasn't until my 40's that I entered my "purple period". I still am there, although I wear a lot of green and love yellows, even some shades of orange are infiltrating the wardrobe!

Gazing at purple makes me feel fabulous. It quickens my heart and stimulates me, really!

So, what is this leading too? Look around your home and see what colors draw you. What colors in nature call your name?

It seems that color affects us in many ways--physically, mentally, and emotionally. My favorite color combinations are yellow and Hydrangea blue (really a purple blue), and yellow and purple. It turns out that both yellow and purple encourage creativity, and creative thoughts!

I need a room with a Hydrangea blue wall, and the rest of the walls yellow! I think I could write there!

Here are some links to color quizzes for you:

www.ViewZone.com/luscher.html

www.ColourTest.ue-foundation.org/kolory/kolor-index2.php

www.PrattAndLambert.com/color/personality-quiz/interior

Since I'm on the subject of wardrobe, again! (I told you I was obsessive!). Here is a poem about recreating yourself through your closet!

ABBI-NORMAL

How did I get to be “normal”
I spent my life being a square peg
Shy, then outrageous, or funny

I never wanted to go along for the ride
Always the individual
The rebel, resisting the status quo

I was a little late for Vietnam
Or I told myself, I would have protested
I was the flower child, moccasins and all

The 9 to 5 grind, and the pressures of
The working world have molded me
Rounding my prickly edges, somewhat

I have sensible clothes, tailored and proper
For work and the occasional event
Mainly, I have sturdy jeans and tees

I’m starting a renaissance of myself
Beginning with my closet
I am exorcising dull and boring
(Goodbye brown, hello purple!)

I’ve got my “cool” back
It was just misplaced, not forgotten
I may be a funky aging (?) hippie, but I have style
I love being this quietly outrageous person
One must be true to one’s own self
This I accept, and applaud, loudly

Don’t be a cookie cutter image of anyone
Find your true colors
And step into the unique garment of yourself!

More Magnolia

2009-09-26T11:45:00.004-04:00

More photos from my "Doggie Diva"!

Pets As Family

2009-09-20T12:27:00.003-04:00

As I write today, I am not alone, I am kept company with our wonderful Belgian Shepherd, Magnolia. She is always following and watching, a true shepherd.

I never understood why people treated animals as their children, or as family, until I had my first dog. I had enjoyed the company of cats for years, and I always thought they were good companions. Dogs are just more connected to you, they demand that you interact with them, and your lives become entwined.

A pet is a friend who will never desert you. They are faithful to the end, always giving you unconditional love. Seldom do we find as true a friend.

Here is a poem for my Magnolia, my Maggie.

MAGNOLIA

I feel her watchful eye upon me
Always keeping track, following
Wherever I go

Fleet of foot
Playful and spirited
Her dog smile lingers

Sometimes we play chase
Other times we cuddle
Trusting eyes gaze into mine
Filled with love
What bliss!

Traveling at the Speed of Now

2009-09-13T10:26:00.007-04:00

I am settling in after my latest out-of-town adventure. Fortunately, I have a three-day weekend, this week.

Friday was a catch-up day for my correspondence (at least most of it!), yesterday was house cleaning-yuck. Over the years, this has never become more endearing to my heart--go figure!

I showered and changed clothes after I was finished cleaning. Having nothing pressing to do, I decided to sit on the white wicker settee in the bay window of my living room. Sunshine was pouring in the window after a gloomy morning, and I leafed through a plant catalog where I had, some time ago, earmarked a few pages.

Low and behold, I caught myself dozing, then gave into the sensation. I cannot tell you when I have felt this calm and quiet--it has been a while. May be that second (tiny) cup of coffee has been the culprit in the last couple of months; my sleep schedule has been very disrupted. I have been careful not to have caffeine in the afternoon; I have been deluding myself about that quarter cup of coffee (really, that is all it is!).

Today's photo is of my friend, Renee from South Florida. She is a yoga instructor, and is the most enlightened person I have ever known. I always felt calmer in her presence.

I was planning to use Renee's photo in my book Water Running Downhill!, for the following poem. Unfortunately, every time I convert her photos to black and white I have issues. It is her lovely white hair. I have trouble with black and white photos when I am using a subject with black or white. Admittedly, this needs work.

Here is the poem!

BLUE SKIES

2009-09-08T19:48:00.006-04:00

I guess I was born a worrywart. At any rate I tend to ruminate, which means dwelling on a situation and obsessing on it. Supposedly one can turn off the worrying by distracting himself. Humor tends to help, so I will try reading a joke when worrying gets me.
I was flying back from a family reunion today and I was cloud-gazing, watching lovely air-puffed sculptures floating in the stratosphere. It was a fantasy landscape, and as I drank in the beauty, I was struck by the irony of this cloud-cover. On the flip side of ethereal ice crystals would be gray skies; probably rain, also.
Here I was on the sunny side, lucky me! Underneath this layer were earth bound ant size (or smaller) humans, scurrying hither and yon, braving the precipitation and wishing for clear skies.
The realization was that life is like this. Storm clouds and economic woes threaten, all nature of unexpected things may befall us, but this is the human experience.
But, like the clouds and rain, blue skies would eventually show themselves again. Likewise, we will get through the tough times and we will survive!
Remember that we are responsible for our responses and attitudes within our situations. Please share a smile today and everyday, and spread the sunshine around! Here are some lyrics from the classic song Blue Skies. Enjoy!

Blue skies smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies
Do I see
Bluebirds singing a song
Nothing but bluebirds all day long
Never saw the sun shining so bright
Never saw things going so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When you're in love, my how they fly
Blue days all of them gone
Nothing but blue skies
From now on

Wedded Bliss

2009-08-30T10:08:00.003-04:00

I wanted to honor my father and mother, today. They just celebrated their 60th wedding anniversary! This is quite a watermark, especially by today's standards, as divorcing has become so easy and commonplace.

Mom and Dad went to the Adirondack Mountains, where they had honeymooned 60 years ago. They climbed part of the trail to Bald Mountain, which they have climbed for many years on many anniversaries.

Life passes so quickly. Often we are left with regrets that there was some unfinished business or a path not taken.

We need to respect our achievements, however tiny we think they are. They are stepping stones to the future. Whether you are struggling in your work life, or your home life. We must recognize our efforts and take a positive approach. Remember that a marriage of 60 years was just a series of small steps in a life's journey.

I have a friend's daughter who was married yesterday afternoon. I enclose a poem that I wrote for their wedding. Congratulations Callie and Rodney! I wish you a long and happy marriage!

Take my hand
And I will take yours
Encircle me with arms
Strong and sheltering, then
Feel our hearts swell and
Burst open with wild vines
Of Jasmine and rose—that climb
And entwine us closer together
Blooming sweet perfume intoxicates
Onlookers with the scent of our love
Your lips velvet soft--breathe
Into mine tasting of honey
And blackberry wine
Suspended in this golden moment
We take one another as bride
And groom—this day, and ever after
We become one

Callie’s wedding
By Joan Ellen Gage
7/11/09

CONFESSIONS OF A SHOP-AHOLIC ON A BAG LADY BUDGET!

2009-08-23T11:08:00.004-04:00

There are internal forces battling within me, always! I seem to have a split personality (maybe split more than two ways?). In one corner is the chicken, fearful of new experiences, afraid of driving in new places, heavy traffic, etc. The other "half" is bolder, forcing the "chicken" to get out and do the thing it fears--kicking it's chicken butt out there. It has taken the bold part of me many years to accomplish this feat.

I also have a very thrifty side (from the Scottish and German side of the family), and a "twin" that absolutely loves to shop. This has gotten more prevalent over the years as my shopping "gene" has developed, which is part of my OCD gene that has turned on.

I am in love with color, love buying clothes , shoes, bath products and jewelry. I have a drop-earring collection that I have put into plastic organizers so I can see what I have.

I have organized my clothes my color. This after a hospital visit some time ago. As a dental hygienist, I had been taught from day one how not to contaminate my hands with bacteria in a public restroom. After using the facilities in the hospital, I stepped out and saw the elevator ahead of me. I just couldn't press the button with clean hands, so I used my elbow. A doctor saw me do this, and laughing, stepped into the elevator. "You're OCD", he chuckled, "I bet you have your closet organized by colors". "No", I countered, "but, that's not a bad idea". So thus it became so.

But 90% of this purchasing is on sale or from Target, Walmart, T J Max, thrift store, yard-sale, or consignment shops. Very little of what I own have I paid full price for. Therefore, I ease my guilty conscience with the knowledge that I got it on sale!

I usually sneak the bags into the house, so my spouse does not see my ill-gotten gains. My mom tells me that my paternal Grandmother would buy dresses and hide them in the back of her closet. Eventually she would wear one of them, and Grandpa would ask "is that a new dress?". Grandma would say "Oh no, I've had this for a while", which was true.

I was discussing this kind of purchasing with one of my patients, some time ago. She told me that she kept a red marker in her car and would mark every tag with a slash mark. She wrote 50% off on each tag and her husband was always impressed with her shopping. He never had a clue! What brilliance!

I saw the movie Confessions of a Shop-aholic this week with my friend Dani. This women had run up $16,000.00 buying clothing--not just any clothing either. She was addicted to Gucci, Prada, etc. I felt redeemed. Nothing I buy is in that ballpark. I decided that I am a shop-aholic on a bag lady budget!

Enjoy the day; and if you must shop, don't be too good for the economy!

Adios!

Joan

BUSTED AGAIN!

2009-08-20T07:18:00.003-04:00

As a follow-up to the Chocolate Cheesecake Affair, I thought this would amuse you. Although, it does not refer to chocolate!

I was shopping last week at the new Target, as I had a $5.00 coupon off $25.00 of groceries. Since I never pass up "free" money, I was determined to get that amount!

My friend Dani met me at Target for a latte and a walk around the store. After I had purchased some fruit, veggies, etc., Dani suggested the cookie aisle-oh, oh! Well, Target does have some good cookies, I especially like the chai tea ones. They are spicy with cardamon, cloves, and cinnamon--yum!

I took the dry goods and left them in a shopping bag in my guest room closet. I often do this when I am having a party, which I was having this coming Saturday. My husband left for N.C. this morning, and I am having girl friends over for a cook-out.

While I was puttering around the house last weekend, I happened to be in the guest room and remembered the cookies. I decided to open them (no self-control!), and did! They were as wonderful as I remembered, and only 5 grams of fat for 3 cookies! So I had a couple. Then I had a couple more the next day.

Monday came, I went to work, looked at the schedule, and discovered that I needed my digital camera to take after photos on a patient. I called my husband, Rob, and asked him if he could drop off the camera. When I finally reached him, he had gotten my message and was looking for the camera.

"What are these chai tea cookies?" he asked. "What are you doing in the guest closet?" I countered. "My camera is always in the main closet, as is yours!"

Well, I was busted, again! I had to explain that I was not hiding cookies. I don't think he believed me! I have not had a cookie, since!

Enjoy the day, everyone! Have a cookie or a piece of chocolate, and celebrate the wonder of it all

Oh, and here is that chocolate cheesecake recipe from my friend Dani!

CHOCOLATE RASPBERRY TRUFFLE CHEESECAKE
Prep: 30 minutes Cook: 1 1/4 TO 1 ½ hours Chill: 6 hours
Serves: 12 to 16

This cake is rich, loaded with chocolate and raspberry jam. Serve small slices - a little goes a long way.

1 (9 0z) package chocolate wafer cookies *
3 Tbs butter (melted)
12 oz Semisweet chocolate chips (2 cups - C)
1 ½ C heavy cream
3/4 C seedless red raspberry jam
2 (8 oz) packages cream cheese (softened)
3/4 C Sugar
4 Eggs
2 tsp vanilla extract

1. Preheat oven to 325*F. In a food processor, grind cookies into fine crumbs. Add melted butter and process until thoroughly mixed. Press into bottom and about 1 inch up sides of a 9 inch spring form pan. Refrigerate crust while preparing filling.

2. In a 2 quart glass bowl, combine chocolate chips and 1 cup cream. Heat in a microwave oven on high 3 to 4 minutes, or until mixture is smooth, stirring twice. Mix in jam and stir until dissolved. Let cool 10 minutes.

3. In a large bowl, beat together cream cheese and sugar with a electric mixer on medium speed until smooth, 1 to 2 minutes. Add eggs, one at a time, beating well after each addition. Add vanilla and chocolate-raspberry mixture and beat 5 minutes. Pour mixture into chilled crust.

4. Bake for 1 1/4 to 1/ ½ hours, or until cheesecake is set around edges, but still jiggles slightly in center. Let cake cool, then refrigerate until well chilled, 6 hours or overnight.

5. When ready to serve, run a knife around edge of pan to loosen cake and remove spring form side of pan. Whip remaining ½ cup cream an, using a pastry bag fitted with a ½ inch star tip, pipe a border around edges of cheesecake.

* You also can use chocolate graham crackers crushed or 2 pre-made Oreo pie crusts removed from their tins

Take care!
Joan

The Chocolate Cheesecake Affair

2009-08-13T07:40:00.005-04:00

We were in Pensacola, Florida last week visiting family. While we were there, we dined on wonderful southern fried shrimp (Oh My!), hush puppies and cheese grits. All in all we had fried shrimp three times last week, so I had planned to go back to my regular diet. Thus said, my friend Dani decided to tempt me with her wonderful chocolate raspberry cheesecake.
Monday arrived; I had consumed my usual work week lunch of flat bread with hummus and baby greens, a banana, and one Dove chocolate. Dani had wanted me to stop by on the way home from work, to visit (and get cheesecake, of course!). Unfortunately, one of Dani's dogs ate a toy and had thrown up all over the living room. This was not an atmosphere to eat cheesecake, so I drove home.
Later that evening, Dani's son Travis arrived at the door with a plate with two slices of cheesecake. Since we had burgers that evening (although I had no bun and low-fat mayo), we declined to eat the dessert that evening. We really were full!
On Tuesday, I found that I had time to come home for lunch. After the delicious hummus sandwich--yum! I decided to forgo the banana and devoured the cheesecake.
This was no ordinary cheesecake! It was loaded with dark chocolate, had an Oreo cookie crust, and a raspberry finish! Hubby came in and I remarked on the wonderful dish. "Have it for dessert", I said, as I left to go back to work.
I came home Tuesday evening and the cheesecake was still there! I had entertained a secret thought all afternoon, if the dessert was there that night, I would have the second piece.
In my defense, cheesecake is not my husband's favourite dish; nor is it usually mine. Also, he does not love chocolate like I do, he only likes it. I have a much more intimate relationship with chocolate, especially the dark kind.
We had dinner, my husband went out for the evening, and I ate the cheesecake. This time I savoured it slowly. It was exquisite, really!
Wednesday arrived. I was at my office, when my husband came up to the front desk where I was working on the computer. He had just had a dental appointment with my dentist boss. "There has been someone in the house", he announced to all. "What do you mean?" I questioned. "Who was in the house?", I asked anxiously. "Well!", he said, "someone came in the house and ate my cheesecake. I know that my wife would never do that, so it had to be an intruder!".
The whole staff had a good laugh at this. "But, you don't even like cheesecake, or chocolate that much", I countered. "You should have eaten it for lunch, as I had suggested." Of course this did not convince him, and he continued to tease me unmercifully.
Dani, if you read this, add your recipe to the comment area. I know everyone will want it now!
Everyone, please post your chocolate comments!
Here is a poem that I wrote in honor of the special relationship I have with dark chocolate.

Have a delicious day!

Joan

The Chocolate Rebellion

It had started innocently enough
And certainly there had always been
A life-long love affair with chocolate
Beginning with those childhood
Tollhouse semi-sweet morsels

But, somehow the stresses of midlife
The added tension, the impatience
All became sharpened, intensified
And work began to interfere with living
Or with the desire to live freely
And to direct one’s lifestyle
No longer wanting to exist
Under the supervision of others
Either at work, or anywhere else

Chocolate became one mode of therapy
Along with the occasional glass of wine
And the wonderful ear of a girlfriend
Who really understood and encouraged
Piloting those flights of fancy
Or feelings of self-actualization

The chocolate punctuated the stolen moment
Of pleasure, hidden from disapproval
Or the look that delivered the guilt arrow
Into the heart, to curb the habit and to stop
The creeping weight gains of menopause

Nothing seemed to help that, really
Not the exercise or the fiber in the healthy diet
Still the menopot stayed on, languished there
Silently mouthing “feed me” and the thing was fed
The dark chocolate
And the feeding became a rebellion
Validating and fortifying the power of dreams

Chocolate savored in secret trysts
Chocolate, the friend, the confidant, the co-conspirator
Chocolate, the inspiration and the reward
And the rebellion continued . . .
Won’t you join the movement?

A Touch of Kindness

2009-07-31T13:56:00.004-04:00

These days, as I am chatting with my patients and friends, the conversation always turns to the economy. But, we always agree that we have nothing to complain about, as we view other's situations in this wide world--we are really blessed!

Today, as I picked teeth and talked my patient's ear off a little, the conversation again turned to counting our blessings. When we compare our experiences to other's lives, we always seem to be amazed at how lucky we have been with our own.

Over twenty years ago, a friend of mine who had recently married became an instant parent of her younger brothers. Her parents were traveling to Gulf Shores, engaging in an exercise they called "switching drivers while driving". My friend's 18 year old brother had been in training for this practice, and lost control of the car, killing himself, his parents, and the family cat. The two brothers and a friend had been in the back of the van survived.

Sometime after that, I was visiting this friend in her home in Ocala. On her refrigerator was a quote that said: "Be kind. Remember that everyone is fighting a battle".

This quote said so much. Here my friend had her life turned upside down, but, took it in stride. At least it appeared that she had--she put up a brave front.

I would like to remind all of us that we need to be kind to others. One never knows what is really happening behind the scenes of another's life. Indeed, we may need that kindness repaid one day!

Pass it on!

Ciao y'all

Joan

Growing Up and Moving Forward

2009-07-26T12:01:00.006-04:00

It occurs to me that growing up is an ongoing process. Just physically becoming an adult does not achieve this. Growth happens in stages, often precipitated by a stressful event, such as a divorce, or even the death of a loved one.

These passages bring us to different levels of growth. They teach us to deal with life's stressors, both major and minor, and to move forward.

Throughout much of our lives, friends, or mother and father figures (who need not necessarily be our true parents), help us to get through these trying times. For myself, this has been mainly my peer group of staunch supporters--yes, you guessed it--women!

We are blessed with the caring hearts of womankind, who are hard-wired for this sort of thing. Compassion is a wonderful thing. May we all nurture kindness, and share an abundance of this. Pass it on!

Let us honor Glenda Beall's husband Barry. May he dance in heaven, and tell Glenda about it!

This is a poem from an unpublished anthology of mine. I think it is appropriate for Barry.

SOUL MATE

Give me you hand
Let us traverse this land

Give me your head
Upon a pillow, in our bed

Give me your love
Custom fitted, like a glove

Give me your body
For pleasure, almost godly

Give me your heart
‘Til death, when we must part

Then give me your tears
For memories held dear

And let furl your soul
From mine- no longer whole

The Sisterhood of Womenkind

2009-07-21T20:50:00.003-04:00

Here in the middle of my life, I am taking inroads discover who I am, where I am going, and who I want to be when I grow up. I had spent so much of my adult life working for a living, and making a home for family, that I had neglected my spirit. I just kept going and doing like a mad women, until I approached the age of 50. "I'll take time to be creative when I'm not as busy", I told myself.

Suddenly I became aware that this promised time was drifting out of my reach. It was up to me to just stand still and take stock. I began to realize that I needed to make the time, now. The house might not get cleaned as often, and short cuts would rule for dinner (most of the time); it was time for me to meet some other needs.

I thank my friends, and the many kind ears of my dental hygiene patients over the years. All of them listened and encouraged me. I came to a realization that women truly are a sisterhood. We relate to common experiences, and share our wisdom.

Women are built tough. We have to be, we are the steel hand in the velvet glove. We ensure the survival of the species, or at least we have until now.

Here is a poem that speaks to all women.

Blessings!

Joan

One Tribe

Have you felt

With passing years

A more pressing need

To connect with other women

To share observations

And Laughter

To offer advice

Or garner wisdom?

Do you feel drawn

As if by a magnetic force

To be with your own kind?

For these women are a tribe

Your tribe

No one else will ever

Understand your struggle

As they will

Women are our people

When we come together

We feel a oneness

A sisterhood united

When we come together

We are at home

The Macaroni and Cheese Debate

2009-07-16T21:00:00.002-04:00

My husband, Rob, and I have a running debate about a variety of topics. These typically involve food, how to do something, or grammar. One of my favorite debates is the Macaroni and Cheese one.
Let me ask you, is macaroni and cheese a main dish or a side dish? I asked several dental patients this question some time ago. They were split on the subject; although, the majority said: "main dish".
Apparently the use of the dish would vary due to your family's eating habits and possibly where you grew up. As Rob is from "the south", he was raised on fried fish, okra, and a whole lot of beans and rice. My Yankee roots had the dish as a main one. It could always be improved on with chunks of ham--umm!
To me, mac and cheese is pure comfort food. Thick, rich cheese sauce covering pasta, filling the void in my stomach, that is luxury on a budget! You can trim off the fatty with skim milk and 2% cheese and top with Parmesan. You can hardly tell the difference. Well, not much.
Stay tuned for the venetian blind debate to be aired in the future. I welcome your comments!

By y'all!

Joan

Has anyone seen my brain?

2009-07-12T17:54:00.003-04:00

It has been a fuzzy couple of weeks. I haven't been sleeping my best due to excitement from having company, etc., and menopause. I'm sure you know what I am talking about, dear readers!
Anyway, I have gone back to sleeping with an ice pack to get the head cooled off. It really does help! I have gone the herbal route in the past, and it may help. I guess I have to get off the soy supplement and the black cohosh and see.
Last night I slept better, so I think I am settling down, finally! It helps not to have the caffeine in the PM--I really do know better! I'm sure that I would be diagnosed with AADD (adult attention deficit disorder). But, I have been this way since I was a tadpole. If I cut out the sugar and the caffeine, and don't eat processed food (I usually do not), I am good.
I am enjoying the summer by hiding out in the air conditioning as much as possible. This works pretty well, and I brave the outdoors by running back and forth in my air conditioned car.
Everybody have a delightful week and remember to pass on a smile. There is always someone in need of a bit of cheer.
Ciao!
Joan

"NORMAL"? AT LAST!

2009-07-07T20:54:00.003-04:00

Hello Friends!

I have returned to my computer, hooray! It is tough just having dial-up on "vacation". With the 4th of July library closings, and the budget cuts I did not get to the write, or check email. Today I was back at my day job, and things should start to return to "normal". Between working, taking two trips to NC within two months, and having company--whew; I had lost the "go"! button.
So, we left the more temperate climate of Western NC for the lovely barbecue pit of Florida; and, here is a hint--we are the barbecue! I will miss the hummingbirds and songbirds at the feeders. I can't complain; I did get some "R and R", amid the chigger bites! I am a magnet for mosquitoes and chiggers, I swear!
Here is a poem that gives you the aura of Florida in the summer. Enjoy and have a blessed day!

DELRAY

Plastic pink flamingos

Protect the yards

Lizards lounge

Contemplating Nietzsche

Florida sun

Frying pan on medium

Sizzling soon

Leaves dressed

In liquid garments

Of slick humidity

Humans dart

In and out

Savoring indoor

Ice cream air

Slight breeze

Stirs the dankness

Locals linger

On the Avenue

Celebrating

Snowbird summer secession

From Delray's shores

Song of Summer

2009-06-30T12:27:00.004-04:00

How lovely it is here after arriving from steaming Central Florida. It is a blessing to enjoy the gentle breezes and listen to the birdsong. Amen.
I neglected to write for a week due to out-of-town company; but, ahh!, the joy of grandchildren. It was worth the precarious balancing of work and housekeeping and pleasure.
Here is a little poem that I wrote yesterday AM from my front porch.

Song of Summer

Sing to me that sweet song of summer

The gentle rhythm of branches conducting soft breezes

Stirring cool air with fragrant Sour wood blossoms

Punctuated with bursts of birdsong

Rising above the steady hubbub of bumble and honeybees

Trees offer up a standing ovation

Have a peaceful day!

In Praise of Fathers Everywhere

2009-06-21T11:12:00.008-04:00

It is Father's Day, and even though it is a holiday created by Hallmark to sell cards, I do keep it and respect it. Father's Day is a time to reflect on your parent or other manly role model and to give thanks for that person in your life.
When I was a child, I did not get to spend much time with my Dad. He was a full time plumber/electrician, and a part-time farmer. That part-time farmer thing meant that he farmed before he went to work, and when he came home from his day job.
As a result of this my Dad was pretty tired in the evening. As children, we really did not appreciate this; we were pretty wrapped up in being kids.
I have a memory of one summer night long ago; it was the 4th of July. The weather was pleasantly cool. I must have been 12 or 13, and we had just returned from watching the fireworks burst over the lake, and shower the hillsides. We got out of the sapphire blue Galaxy 500; and I went to take my Dad's hand. He grasped it and I felt a thrill run through me; I knew then that my Father loved me.
Here is a poem that I wrote yesterday, for my Dad.

My father is a rock of dependability

He is a man of few words, i.e.--

The strong, silent type

My Dad was a good provider

We had everything that we needed

Not to excess, but enough

My father has humility

He does not try to be boastful

Or appear better than others

My Dad is a man of simple needs

He takes pride in what he does

But, he is quietly proud

Fathers do not always get

The thanks they deserve

The thanks for the food on the table

And for the electricity and hot water

The thank yous for the shelter above us

For the clothes on our backs

And above all, for their love

Thank you Dad!

Happy Father's Day!

Summer's Eve

2009-06-16T20:56:00.004-04:00

It is thundering, again--not a surprise since the humidity is ninety-something percent, a typical summer's eve in Florida. Orlando sends her storms eastward this time of year.

My trusty Belgian Shepherd is starting to pant and worry. I leave the room and she follows me everywhere. I wish that I could calm her anxiety.

Just a few weeks ago it was bone dry. Lawns were browning up, plants were withering from the merciless southern sun. We all prayed for rain, and here it comes, again!

Still we must be grateful for the bounty of rain, whenever we can get it. We must save it up for the dry times that will surely come again.

Liken these showers to prayers that are answered in your life. Embrace them for what they promise--growth and abundance. Feel the promise of the rain. Hold this thought for a moment and know that you are blessed.

The Pink Coat

2009-06-10T19:58:00.003-04:00

I grew up in a family that had three girls. I was the middle girl, so I got the hand-me-downs from my older sister. As you can imagine, I was not thrilled with this. Like everyone else, I like to pick out my own wardrobe; but, this was not the time when many children were able to do this. We simply did not have marketing to children on television, or other media. Most of our clothes came from the local J.C. Penneys store, or from the Sears Catalog.
Anyway, one winter when I was probably 13 or 14, I inherited "the" coat. It was garish, I thought, hot pink plush with big round buttons. As I had outgrown my other coat, I had no choice but to wear it to school. I was mortified!
I vividly remember arriving at school in said coat. I walked head down to my locker with rubber boots sloshing the air. Were there snide looks and comments? Probably, that I do not remember; I just remember my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
But, you see I survived that. The funny thing is that today if I found that coat in a vintage shop, or as new vintage style, I would think that it was kicky and cool. And, as it turned out, pink has become a favorite color of mine (especially hot pink!)--too funny.
I guess the moral is you never know how things will end up. Therefore, let's make the best of what we have and count our blessings!

2009-06-07T08:02:00.002-04:00

As I write, sunlight leaks through the oak canopy. Branches stir the air lazily, like spoons in lattes. It is damp, as it poured last evening. We were cooking out and managing the process with a golf umbrella. We still got soaked; but, the meat survived! Of course the tank had to be changed in the downpour--duh!

It is a prelude to the dense humidity that will follow, later, with 90 degree heat. Oh, Florida is delightful in the summer! But, it gets worse; July, August, and September will attest to that. I need to remember, as my skin seems to melt out in this weather, that humidity is good for your skin. That's the lemonade to make out of the lemon of tropical weather!

Enjoy the rain for what it is--life-giving to all of nature. May the rain slow you down a little, so that you may daydream, or take a breath.

Here is a rain poem from a yet to be published book that I call Naturescapes. (Glenda, I share your rain!)

I'VE GOT RHYTHM

Rain slakes down

Smacking onto leaves

Rhythmically pat-pat

Pattering, smattering

Sounding out as Nature's

Percussion section

Listen as trees applaud

June showers

(Actually the poem says April showers; since it is mine, I can amend it!)