Category Archives: Affirmation

How to avoid suicide this week (Repeat)

Sunday – The Christian day of worship, not a good choice for deserting this plane of existence. Since time immemorial many believe suicides are consigned to hell. The consensus on that is it is a place of infernal fire and cruel everlasting punishment. It is also purportedly populated by Satan, devils, demons and other vile characters. Should you need some help imagining what those tormentors are like, catch a few episodes of Supernatural and see the trouble they cause Sam and Dean. Maybe if you weigh it out, you will find you sooner not leave an unpleasant life only to go somewhere worse.

Monday – Always a fun day when all the crap you left in the hope of enjoying a good weekend announces itself by punching you in the face and crunching allover your toes. It may appear a prime day for an exit, but fortunately, or no, you are so busy trying to catch up, doing damage control, and attempting to get ahead, that there is no time to escape. After the struggle, kick back, laugh at the battle, take advantage of the peace, and let the day slip into history.

Tuesday – Not a standout day as the week goes, but it has a few highlights. It is when the packages you ordered before the weekend usually arrive, and the day new book releases hit the stores, so you probably ought to choose a different day. You would not want to miss that book that taught you how to do more than merely exist nor the newest, latest, greatest thing you wanted because it can change your whole world. So take your tome and gadget, find a place you can forget the rest, and lose yourself in possibilities.

Wednesday – You have reached midweek, hump day, the weekend is in sight. Why leave when you anticipate relaxation ahead? Did I hear you release a deep sighing, “yeah, right?” I know, but there are cultural myths we all have to buy to lubricate the machine of society, so just go with it. Order a pizza or grill a steak or if you are on subsistence, cook up a pot of Ramen. Have a drink, not saying it has to be alcoholic though you might gather it is implied. Stream a comedy, or play your favorite album or three, find a someone and consider something momentous together. Wednesday is not a good day to desert the followers who will forget you in a week. You have to be here to fuel the engine.

Thursday – Nothing outstanding usually happens on Thursday, (except Thanksgiving, and if you can dredge up some gratitude, it might help you find some sliver of meaning to get you through, but I would not bet on it if you are buried in the barrel of monkeys on your back). Why would you want such an ignominious death day, we all want to go out in blazing glory, uh, yeah, please do not burn the house down, fire hurts. Go for a drive, or a bike ride, or walk the dog, put the cat in a box, call someone who may be as lonely as you, well, maybe not, but try to cheer both of you up. Belay, this is not the day to die.

Friday – Congratulations, you have gained the eve of the weekend. Time to party! Take yourself out to a restaurant where the screeching is limited and let someone else prepare, serve, and clean up after your meal; after your appetite is appeased go somewhere and watch people. Observe that there are others who are making their way through life, facing some of the same obstacles as yours, and each one is still in the game. Go home and do something creative. Bring a vision of your own into the world by writing, with photos, doing art, singing, laying out your outfit for tomorrow, or anything that comes to mind to entertain you. While you are at it, you might even forget you wish to die, after all, it is a sad scene.

Saturday – Wow! Day seven, you have survived! Give yourself a gold star, okay, silver if you prefer. Forget about the bottle of pills you fantasize about, that cold metal loaded gun, quit gauging whether the extension cord will hold your weight long enough to strangle you, or if you can stand the pain of carving yourself up, and all the other myriad ways you have devised to rob posterity of your presence. It is Saturday! There are sports on television, I guess, I watch such little tv, that I am not positive, but I think so. Someone put up a new video on YouTube which is must see. There are articles everyone will discuss Monday, in the paper, or maybe nowadays you have to watch the news to get the scoop, take CNN or Fox, matters not to me; watch the latest movie at the box office. Lose yourself in media and let the notion of self-destruction fade out of your moments. After all, tomorrow is another day.

Postscript – I wrote this in my “dump notebook,” which is where I put things I never intend to use. I thought about how this might help someone or open someone’s perspective. I solicited opinions with a teaser posting on Facebook, and some few responded that I should post. There were no adverse reactions, so you found this here.

I struggle with suicide, daily. Most times I am safe, it is just a thought. Others, I plan. Talking to someone, even though they have no idea they are pushing the possibility away, often helps reframe the situation and leads to choosing life. Life is a treasure, if we end it prematurely by our hand, we have deserted all the possibilities we have to excel and succeed. We have lost confidence in ourselves, others, love, and we have laid aside our courage and chosen to quit. We are winners, every one of us is precious. We would not be alive without we have a purpose, and it is not to kill ourselves.

If you are struggling with suicidal ideation, talk to someone, let someone know, give yourself and the universe the gift of getting help, you are not hopeless, and you are not alone. People love you, even people you have no idea care. Do not leave a void on the planet because you went without reason. If you die, you will cause such a magnitude of suffering you cannot imagine. Your family, your friends, every person you know will feel guilt, sadness, grief because you are gone. They will be unable to forgive themselves for not knowing your pain, not stopping the ending of your life.

Please, I know it hurts, I see the futility, the profound hopelessness, and uselessness, all those negative feelings that can assail a heart that no longer knows a reason to go on. The truth is you belong; you are loved, you have so much to share with the world. You are needed here. You can survive. You may have to change; change can be useful. You fell many times before you walked and you could call that failure, but you got up and tried again. One day you took off walking, and you never looked back. There are future successes ahead of you. The truth is no day is a good day to die. Keep going, you can achieve greatness, and it is your responsibility to do all you can. You got this. Never Give Up.

Should you need to talk anonymously, call the hotline at 1-800-273-8255. Do what you must to make yourself safe and keep doing it until you are free.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Creativity fuels Democracy

We are permitted one life
In which to create the greatness
That will live beyond our years.
Creativity is the precursor
To the liberty, we seek
To experience in all we do,
For freedom is hindered
Where the imagination
Is shackled and held hostage
To unreasonable obedience
And overbearing oppression.
Industry, good fortune,
Can only exist in environments
Where creativity is allowed its due.
Any government, enterprise, establishment,
Seeking to restrict the imagination,
Creativity, of the persons which abide
Within its jurisdiction will soon
Fall prey to inescapable failure
For creativity is the source
Of innovation, leading competition,
And the bringer of success.
No one wins when creativity
Is stifled by domination
Enacted by those lacking insight
And the blessings of ingenuity.

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As a prompt think of how you feel when your ideas or creations are disparaged. Create something that expresses your need to have creative freedom and what losing it might cost.

I am thankful I live in a place where I am free to create, but sometimes I fear this right could be limited or completely abolished if we are not careful to guard it. I am grateful that in the night, my muse comes out to play. I do not always allow the spite its way during daytime hours. What makes you feel grateful? If you explore this, it might help you find peace, if you lack it.

Thank you so much for visiting Haphazard Creative. I hope you found something to your liking. There is a follow button to click should you wish to avail yourself of that option, if not please come back soon.

Be safe, be aware, be well, keep creating, and believe you have a purpose to fulfill. You are an essential part of life in our world, make use of your creativity and your power. You can accomplish great things and make a significant difference in history.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Discussion

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One of my friends wrote this statement:

Human beings are the only species that is marching willingly to our own extinction. The cadence to which we march is religion.

My rebuttal follows:

The cadence driving humans to demise is selfishness, jealousy, and disrespect and disregard of the rights and responsibilities each of us has in caring for one another. Love is the lack.

Religion can, I admit become a tool of destruction, but the average practitioner of most belief systems is dedicated to doing good and improving the state of his or her fellow human beings.

We were made for freedom and love. These have been cast away by the majority of the figureheads who lead us toward oblivion.

If the people, the others like us, do not reach out in informed consent and alleviate the suffering of those who are less fortunate or otherwise in need of aid, destruction will by all means arrive. We, each of us, who are willing to act as instruments of change within ourselves and our societies can effect lasting good which has the power to turn the tide of human affairs in a positive direction. I am convinced that a person dedicated to love can light the world, and I stand with those who wish to bring more love to anyone impacted by their lives.

End of rebuttal.

There is for me an element that plays into the discussion above, that some might not find relative. I believe that creativity drives us in our loves, our magnificent obsessions. I think that much of our lives is determined by our imaginations. We are drawn to certain beliefs, people, objects, careers, experiences by our creative impulses. All we love is compelled by creativity. We express it throughout our daily lives in ways which we are scarcely aware.

As children, we begin to fantasize who we will become, this is a creative enterprise, and it continues unabated through all our days. We create what we love and desire through effort and purpose. Creativity, our most personal gift, also drives the love we make and share with others. If one wishes to do good in the world, it is likely an inventive way to share love and care will be created to accomplish the benevolence.

My rebuttal deals with a problematic issue. How does one defend a faith in the storms of opposition raging in our world? Also, how does one reframe the discussion, so it deals with love and being a helper to humanity and reality? Those two questions are your prompt if you choose to explore them. You may be of the group that denies the need for belief, if so, frame an argument presenting your thoughts.

Sunday was quiet here, the snow still blankets the acreage, and so silence persists. I am thankful for a day of peace. I finished a book and began a new one. I am always grateful for writers who entertain and enlighten me. I think later this month I shall share the list of titles I completed this year. I am delighted it has been a good year for great books. See if you might come up with a few things for which you are grateful. Gratitude increases satisfaction in the lives of even those who are most discontent.

I hope you found something that challenged you, or encouraged you, on your visit to Haphazard Creative. There is a follow button should you want to click it, if not please come back again soon.

Love is your life, your purpose, your destiny. Claim it and share it widely. Be safe. Remember you can only become so extraordinary as you believe yourself worthy of being. You may set out to slay the dragon, just to find you face the dragon in the mirror. Make a friend of yourself, and you will better prepare to be friends with others.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Everything adds Creativity

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These things may date me, but I am not ashamed to have survived to the age of 54. There were times it was doubtful I would make it, and now there are days when the scythe comes very near.

Some early influences in my life were Crayola Crayons, the Sears Catalog, Instamatic Cameras, and writing by hand. You may wonder how these relate to creativity. I shall explain.

Becoming adept enough with my coloring and creative skills that I graduated to the 64 Box of Crayolas was a significant accomplishment. Money was tight, and the magic box was an expense my parents did not consider lightly. When I opened that box, it was as if the whole world opened up for me. I had names for colors beyond red, blue, yellow, green, orange, purple, black, and white. This has impacted my sense of color ever since. Of course, I am aware there are billions of colors and am blessed with the ability to see color beyond the normal range, but I still group them based on those 64 which I learned early, I think about age four or five. I classify all colors in families. This helps tremendously when I edit photographs, and on those rare occasions, I attempt to create art. My edgy sense of fashion color blending is often based on the crayon colors as well.

Liquid assets were scarce in my household growing up. At the time department store catalogs were sent out freely to those the stores hoped to beguile into purchasing their wares. My mother sometimes ordered my clothing from the Sears Catalog. Mom was never one who understood buying things in various places and putting them together as outfits. She would guide me through the catalog, and we would choose five to seven pieces grouped on a page which worked in a mix and match. I might, if the weather held for Dad to work, have two such ensembles per season along with a few jeans and shirts I picked independently. This enforced wardrobe gave me a background on combining separates. The crayons and catalogs gave me a basis by which to become adept at creating my own fashion statement. I rarely purchase all the pieces I use to create a look in one place. I pull things together according to my fickle mood. The lines, the color choices can be traced to childhood.

For those who are photographers, and are we not all these days, the art has changed dramatically since I began with a tiny Instamatic Film Camera. It almost seems I have been taking pictures forever, but I must have started around age five or six. The Polaroid with the sticky black and white film that you had to count exposure time, yeah, I remember that. Early on I learned to set and choose my shot with extreme care because the film was a luxury. Every picture had to count. I could not instantly see my capture. Getting the envelope back with the prints was always a highly anticipated occasion. It was fascinating because there might be fantastic shots or I might wish I had not wasted hard earned money on the photos. Even now, I typically take fewer pictures than most photographers with whom I am acquainted. I also rely on editing less than many. Somehow I am stuck in the mentality that it is essential to capture the photo the first time and best to do it nearly flawlessly. I fall short, but I try.

Writing by hand is something many of us are moving away from these days. I still enjoy putting pen to paper and doing my lines in near calligraphic cursive. I made my first books by hand, with writing and drawing of my own creation. Sadly these are lost. I have practiced writing obsessively almost all my life. I do not think I could long survive without getting my thoughts in a semi-permanent form. Ink on the page is a miraculous marvel to me. I collect pens, paper, notebooks, journals, was I not surrounded by these things I would fade into oblivion. I love technology. I have ridden its waves since 1991. However, something about print seems less ethereal and more concrete. I have tablets and e-readers, but books, they still hold my heart in a way a file cannot. I shall continue to write. Much of this and the previous entry were done in a cheap composition notebook with a rollerball pen. I call this particular book, my dump notebook. I am intimidated by my expensive journals, maybe one day I will be good enough to use them. Somehow, I doubt that occurrence.

Our lives, our roots, our experiences are a part of every creation we bring forth. Live your life thoroughly, so your creative repertoire continually evolves. As a prompt, take some time to examine early influences you are still using in your work and your life. These might be things, people, quotes, places, anything really. Honor these with a creative work.

Gratitude can lift the spirit on a cold Winter day. I am grateful that I spent this day mostly in joy. I do not invite the trouble of events of which I have no control into my life and am thankful for my peace and contentment. Try to find something for which you are grateful each day. It will help you deal with the disappointments which inevitably come.

Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. I hope something enlightened or entertained you while you were here. You may click the follow button, or come back soon.

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Be safe, be true, share whatever you can, and live life like it means the world because it does.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Immortality = Creativity

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If we desire to leave a legacy in the world that will long outlive the few years we spend on Earth, our creative output is sure to remind the future that we once thrived. The worth of our lives to those who follow will be measured by creations which survive.

No matter the medium in which we create much of what we leave will be preserved if we practice our talents and become exceedingly proficient in our creative fields.

If we examine history, it is less often the titans of industry who are remembered than those who were bold enough to create. The maker’s work passes from generation to generation, inspiring people long after the creative soul’s bones have become dust.

We stand in awe of drawings on the walls of caves. New recordings of century’s old music thrill us. The words of times long past, left by those who sought to bring clarity to living still inspire us. Paintings and sculptures of bygone eras hold pride of place in our public spaces and museums.

Our creations will mark our moments and tell the world our time, our lives were precious. We are leaving a legacy that will shape the world of tomorrow in what we do today.

I encourage you to study your tools, perfect your skills, practice as if life depends on it, because in reality it just may. You have something to birth into the world of space and time that no other human can ever produce. Be encouraged that you are able to make a difference, not just now, but in the deep future.

As a prompt draw up a rough plan of what you want to accomplish creatively by the end of 2017. It can be as simple or complex as you wish. Then set about making the goal you have real.

Gratitude is a virtue that makes way for more abundance in our lives. Today, I am grateful for the beautiful snow that has fallen. I am also thankful that the electricity is still powering my home. You may find it beneficial to take stock of your blessings each day. It tends to lend more satisfaction to living.

Thank you so much for visiting Haphazard Creative. I hope you have gained something in your visit. Please click the follow button, or if you prefer, come back soon.

Enjoy life, create beauty, be well, and bless you.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

 

Thoughts with photographs

I will fly into the storm, pelleted by the driving rain, buffeted by the raging wind, but I will conquer, I will fly out victorious in the end.

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I have only this;
I am willing to love each
One, with my whole heart.

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Sometimes we avoid what we should be doing. We say we are too busy or we do not have the time. We can always find an excuse to avoid creative work. The investment of ourselves it requires is tremendous, and it is almost all-consuming. If we wish to grow our talents, abilities, and gifts, we must dedicate ourselves to expending what we now possess in the hope of becoming more competent and skilled.

What we love, what compels us, will draw us even when we are excusing ourselves away from our real purpose. Creativity is not a sometime occupation, it is the drive that makes us alive. Love and creation are inexorably entwined, we send goodness into the world through our endeavors.

I have been away from Haphazard Creative because working here requires an intensity of me that I do not always feel I can create. I fiddle-faddle on Facebook and avoid dedicating the time I need to put in to make a post worthy of this space. Maybe I will come here more often, I shall hope so.

If you wish a prompt, explore what keeps you from the creative work you desire to do. See if you can devise a plan that will convince you to put in the effort. We cannot accomplish great things without we decide they are more critical than our leisure.

Thank you so much for visiting Haphazard Creative. I hope you enjoyed your time here and that you will click the follow button, or come again as you are able.

Be blessed, and share your love with the world. Many need your light in times of darkness.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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