Saying Hi

Entry Sixteen – Creativity Project 2023

Some people are concerned about me on Facebook. I apologize for not being on there much anymore. I do not belong there since they took my original account from 2010 to 2021. I had much original content that I created and kept copies of nowhere else. They also locked me out of my Haphazard Creative page on their service.

The account I have now on Facebook will not allow me to change the password, so my Messenger is disabled because I forgot my password. Eventually, I am likely to lose that accunt to since I can only reach it on this phone.

I do still have my original Instagram account with Messenger, Twitter account, Pinterest account, and both haphazardcreative.com and hopefuljo.com.

Due to the concern shown, I am posting a photo I took just before I began this post.

Monday, February 6, 2023

I cut my hair myself again in case it looks ragged to anyone.

I have my two dogs and Alex’s dog, Maui, who is mine for a time.

I am not treating this as a standard post with all my creations, prompts, and such. Mostly this is a proof of life thing.

I must however do a Gratitude List:

I am Thankful:

1.  God saved my soul.
2.  I still have friends who are watching out for me.
3.  I have this haven on the web.
4.  Books that keep me company.
5.  The gift of creativity allows me to write.

Please all of you remember you can find me here.

May God’s Love be rich and abundant in your lives. May He who is over all watch over each one of you and keep you until we see Jesus face to face in all His Glory. May you prosper in every endeavor. God Bless You and Yours, Forevermore.

Always and Ever,
Jo Ann

Nothing Less

Entry Fifteen – Creativity Project 2023

There is no allowance
In some hearts; differences
Are cause for criticism,
Not recognizing we all
See the sky, ocean,
And breathe alike.
We crave being known,
Treasured, cherished, accepted
Safely by everyone we meet.
Love is a requirement
In being, living, becoming
Who we are here to be.
Divisions among us stifle
Creativity, confidence, courage
And the will to imagine
Dreams can come true.
We often believe ourselves
So much less than
Our potential because
Of labels reminding each of us
We will never be _______ enough.
Love, enwrapping our souls,
Tells us we can climb –
Given the opportunity – higher.
God is for us, Him being Love,
We are precious no matter
Our status or conditions,
Our differences are gorgeous.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Tuesday, January 31, 2023

Please do not be thrown by my use of God’s and Jesus’ names. Whatever your beliefs, you are welcome here. I am not proselytizing; just stating what I have found for me. I hope all will see Love in me and know His Love is my reason. I live only by Christ’s allowance.

Prompt: Take the word “Divisions” and let it lead you. Create something!

I had to take time out. There were things well beyond my processing ability. It is not over yet, but I felt I could check-in.

Going out is so hard, and I always feel watched, judged, and found lacking in my ability to interact. Avoidance is a blanket around me because I cannot believe anyone likes me as I am. I hide; I cannot believe in myself. I have been an outcast too often to think I belong. TMI, yeah, me.

I Am Thankful: 1. I can read and write. 2. I have some artistic abilities. 3. I am still here, despite suicidal thoughts; I cannot kill myself, because every time I try, I end up in worse shape. So, until God is ready, I remain, but my mind fights me. 4. It has been less cold the last few days. 5. Music reminds me to hope.

Your visit here at Haphazard Creative means more than I have words to express. Please comment, follow, and like what you found worthwhile. If you know others who might be interested, please share. Come back when you have moments to spare.

I hope February means more entries, but there are daunting days ahead for me. I can only try to post here. Struggles are on every front and I am unequal to each and all.

God Bless You and Yours Eternally! Cast your cares (burdens) upon the Lord Jesus Christ because He Loves you!

All material on Haphazard Creative (haphazardcreative.com) and sister site, Chronicles (hopefuljo.com) is copyright © JoAnn Joyce Anita Jordan unless otherwise stated. If you wish to use it elsewhere, please ask permission and credit it to me. I made this! This post was created on my cellphone.

Ever & Always,
Jo Ann

What Is, So Is

Entry Eleven – 2023 Creativity Project

Features Added – © Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Some days we find difficult to incorporate into the woven fabric that expands to welcome love and life. The oceans of time and space try our pace, to haste, with little or no grace. Still, we face it all with courage borrowed from other days, whether past or future only living will divulge.

Pen with Journal Page – © Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Journal Page with Pen – © Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Welcome now, you travelers, come from wherever you hail. My thanks that you tarried here some moments from your day. Your comments, follows, likes, and shares will help bear me further along with the tasks required to bring these thoughts to you. May all your works rise to honor you. Blessings, I hope your life shall imbue with joy.

Always & Ever,
Jo Ann

The Best Time to Start

Entry Ten – 2023 Creativity Project

Photography – © Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

You know when you go to place an order on Amazon, and you realize you want THE ITEM placed in your presence immediately, only yesterday. This sort of occurrence happens to, I suppose, everyone at one time or another.

Happening is evermore infinite, occurring in place and time – past, present, and future.

There is, somewhere, something, an intangibility to our reality, which is almost always on the edge of what we grasp. Maybe poets are extraordinarily aware that reaching the ethereal is an opportune possibility. Of Creativity, perhaps Poetry sits on a plane, sphere, somewhat of its own making. The visions conjured in a way incomprehensible and unique but calling out to be written. A wordly wizardry juggled like bubbles blown by a unicorn.

Nothing is impossible because everything is variable. Artistry caught on a cellphone like a castle composed of air articulated by An Agent of Spiralling Chaos captured on a string not quite relative in theory.

Like this scrap from long ago:

Somewhere on the edge of tomorrow,
Somewhere  on the verge of yesterday,
Somewhere in the past, we don’t remember,
Somewhere not of Earth, far away.

Somewhere there are songs we were singing,
Somewhere there are rhymes that we made,
Somewhere on the edge of tomorrow,
Somewhere on the verge of yesterday.

The verses are like a found artifact that never entirely becomes but is nonetheless something recognizable.

Ah, what teenage girls dream in quickly vanishing moments. Something of beauty not to be caught in amber. Yet, now existent in the material, making meaning to sentient beings doing what we glean as living.

PROMPT: Use some found article in your environment as a catalyst for creation. You are a creature able to manifest greatness.

Gratitude:

1. Possibility
2. Opportunity
3. Creativity
4. Agency
5. Imagination

My fondest thanks for your presence here today. May something have enlightening potential for you. If it suits your fancy comment, follow, like, and share with others who you believe might realize some compatibility with the compositions and complications here.

May living enrich your being infinitely. Blessed be in each exploration, momentarily.

Always & Ever,
Jo Ann