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If the road is not
Leading you where you would like
Get off, blaze a trail,
Maybe others will follow;
You may pioneer alone.

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Creatives often ignore the rules, because they are exploring uncharted territory where accepted norms do not apply.

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When you read the quotes of history’s greats, you learn the human condition has always presented tremendous challenges, requiring creativity, intellectual curiosity, tenacity, courage, and stamina to achieve success.

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The wind spurs
the sails to unfold
with a clap,
the waves roll
a thunderous roar, 
the ship bounces
and wallows bestride,
life, we take the ride.

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Do that one thing, then do another, then keep going until it is done. That is how you conquer today and succeed tomorrow.

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Sip long at the Well,
Draw in all the strength you need,
Plenty left, indeed.

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There is abundance
Never fear to share your things,
The return is great.

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Among the bright stars
That smile outshines the novas,
It captured my heart.

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If you were with me
The gray skies would not matter,
You would light the way.

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If I could, I would
Create a story to take
You where you should go,
But it is up to you, you know?

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These boxes I save
I wonder, do I think they
Will fill magically?
No, I think, I could pack them
With goodies to send away
And maybe someone would smile,
I would make a difference.

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Made from the scrap planks
Gathered where buildings came down,
Creativity
Was his, and years later stands,
Monument to those weathered hands.

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Home, be it simple,
The heart there hearkens, resides,
The soul flies by night.

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The chair is empty,
Away from its native room;
Class dismissed too soon.

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I speak out, you do what you want.

I do a lot of stream of consciousness stuff like this on Facebook, in my “Brain Dump Notebook,” and in my head. Things never stop coming. It can be a bit disconcerting. I thought I would share these few from yesterday with you.

I am grateful:

  1.   I am given words, and I can make pictures to go along.
  2.   Time is pliable, we can fill it as we will.
  3.   Paper is relatively cheap.
  4.   Creativity is a constant companion.
  5.   Hope is still here. She is the gray and white Shih Tzu pictured above. You can see her growth if you recognize it.
  6.    Chocolate, do I have to explain?
  7.    Hot showers are available.

As a prompt try making up some witticisms of your own. These really are not hard, you only have to reach into your core and pull out pieces of your heart. If you are unused to doing this, you should practice. If you want to enthrall your audience, you must bleed. Until they see the lifeblood pouring out, they are unapt to believe.

Be sure you mean it when you take on a giant because if it suspects you lack commitment, it will destroy and eat you alive.

If you are fearful, take heart. Small successively more rigorous steps with allow you to overcome your terrors.

Invite mistakes, make failure part of the process on your path to ultimate success.

Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. I appreciate the time you have invested. I hope you will follow by clicking the button or invite you to simply come back often. You are fantastic, you can overcome obstacles and conquer problems that beset you. Let no one degrade you. As you go about, share your smile, be generous with praise, expect whoever you meet to become your friend, no strangers here. Welcome the world, and you will find it full of hope and peace. Take care, and God Bless and Keep You, Everyday, Everyway, Always and Forever.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

 

Short, short

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I spent time with a friend of mine on Saturday, during the afternoon and evening. It was a joyous occasion. I wrote a poem through the night hours of Saturday morning, but I am uncertain of its reception, so I shall hang on to it and ponder whether I should post.

These are “Brain Dump Notebook” jottings. You might be surprised I can write short.

Creatives often ignore the rules, because they are exploring uncharted territory where accepted norms do not apply.

When you read the quotes of history’s greats, you learn the human condition has always presented tremendous challenges, requiring creativity, intellectual curiosity, tenacity, courage, and stamina to achieve success.

Sometimes sadness, depression, fear, overtake me, but I love you guys. My world glows a little brighter because of each of you.

If the road is not
Leading you where you would like
Get off, blaze a trail,
Maybe others will follow;
You may pioneer alone.

 

I am grateful:

  1.   My son is no longer in school and has acquired training from the U.S. Marine Corps allowing him to adequately defend himself and those around him.
  2.   Books, reading, and writing. This is repetitious, but my life would be incomplete without those.
  3.   I have been single again so long that I am at peace with it.
  4.   Face to face interaction with a friend is a tonic to the soul.
  5.   I am learning, my ideas of how others think and feel about me can be distorted, and I should make an effort to find out the truth from the source.
  6.   People do nice things.
  7.   My sweet puppy dog, Hope, is still here.

As a prompt, you are creative, you have wisdom within, make up some quotes of your own to share. If you are artistic, illuminate them.

Thank you for reading. I hope you will follow or come back when you are available. Remember creativity and love partner; express your dynamic vision in the world with such enthusiasm and tenderness, others are encouraged to change, succeed, or continue because of your example. We are lights, we are not snuffed by the shadows, we brighten the darkness, allowing others to find their pathway. It will not be ours, but theirs as individuals enabled through our inspiration. Be careful out there. Hold on to your hope, love, and joy; the world needs you. God Bless and Keep You, Everyday, Everyway, Forever and Always.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Sometimes, A Heartbreak

The formatting is off in this post. I cannot repair it. My apologies.

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Today, my heart is broken for our world, our country, our states, our neighborhoods, all of us. There are many hurting people. Those who have lost friends, family, loved ones; lost treasured pets, who are in pain, who have chronic illnesses, who have terminal diseases, whose relationships are battered or shattered, who cannot beat addiction, who are terrified for their children. There are job losses, financial losses, unbearable debt, mental distress, poverty, hunger, homelessness, war, bullying, and I could probably go on forever. Our world is a troubled and violent place. Safety is hardly real, the risk is constant, death is a breath away.
Some scoff at the name of Jesus, some say they do not need prayers, only actions. When I grew up, prayer was constant and all over. It was not consigned to obscurity. I do not remember life being such a tenuous proposition then. We believed in the good of one another. God has been sent away, and the increase in troubles keeps multiplying. Love has become rare, lust more common, hate a regular outcry.

You may disregard God as you wish, but I pray He finds you. This world needs Jesus, it requires the love only God can provide. Lives need saving. Let those of us who will, abide in Christ’s love, and share it with everyone we meet. People need love. Love can redeem lives. Let each of us be messengers, soothing hands, transmitting the love of the Savior to our communities. We must go, for they must hear and know, for the Lord sends us, and we are His to command.
When I am haunted, I sleep little, and my mind requires that I write. Perhaps, you would have me write otherwise. I am given words, it is not so much a choice as an outpouring over which my control is meager. I understand some may disbelieve that statement, but it has always been the way with me.
Struggle continues
My mind dislikes obeying
The commands I give
It has its own words and ways
I am a vessel of clay.
Shall I be thankful? It is my usual way. I am grateful:
1.   My son grew up with a heart and an intention to serve.
2.   I spoke my truth, and it cost, perhaps I should learn to curb my honesty when it has the barbs in.
3.   I am blessed with topics and words lately.
4.   I am getting a little sleep with the aid of a medication cocktail that helps curb my pain. Not opioids or anything addictive for those who might have a concern. My usual meds, plus some NSAIDs.
5.   I made some calls and clarified my needs with some businesses. One was insurance, I have a problematic relationship with coverage, but anyway.
6.   The ice maker does work, it only requires you provide it with, newsflash, water.
7.   I paid bills, bills are evidence you have things in your life, those are blessings. Therefore the need to make payments shows you are provided for by God’s sufficiency.
As a prompt, explain your faith or lack thereof. Consider how you can exhibit faith conjoined with love. Create something that embodies your belief.
I do so appreciate your visit here at Haphazard Creative. You are always welcome and invited to return. Should you want, there is a follow button which will subscribe you to updates. I am freezing. TMI. This world needs love, which entails being courageous enough to reach out benevolently to the people we encounter each day or night, I guess. So I encourage you to put that gorgeous, ice-melting smile on your face and express the friendliness that abides in your soul. You can give your love away as often as you will, and it will be replenished, so you never run out, and the really cool thing, love will return to you. Be grateful, be hopeful, but be careful and aware, keep yourself from danger what you can. God Bless and Keep You, Everyday, Everyway, Forever and Always.
If you missed them, there are previous posts you may wish to read. I have done some exceptional writing of late.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Reaction to yet another mass killing

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Instead of arguing, we adults need to have focused time with the children with whom we are in contact. We need to explain how precious they are to us, and how every life is beyond price. This was once communicated by our religious and moral teaching but has fallen away. Therefore, we must make it abundantly clear, in whatever way we can. Concern for those around us, those we know and cherish, those we love, must be fostered in all those who are our future, or I fear, we have much of which to be afraid.

Something must change. I do not believe legislation of any type can solve the problem of mass killings. The government does a poor job of the things we consign to it. We, the people, must exhibit, exhort, exude love for others, and engender it in those who are lacking.

Discussion, argument, disagreement happen, for those to end in violence is directly in opposition to the values we should encourage in everyone with whom we interact.

Life is a gift, no matter how one interprets its generation, and it should be treasured as something beyond price. We have seen the dead, and at this time they do not rise, the loss is permanent in this realm, and that understanding must be conveyed, so no one believes shooting someone or any other violence that causes death, is reversible.

Our society is full of entertainments that glorify violence and show deaths, but then the person is alive again; in video games characters regenerate. Many live on their screens and become desensitized to reality. It is an obligation to teach the difference between fantasy and real life. I fear we often do a poor job of this.

Maybe I am not an ideal person to make this comment, but I considered it might make you think and possibly take action that causes a change. Love to all of you, and to whom accepts it, God Bless and Keep You, Everyday, Everyway, Forever and Always.

 

 

As a prompt, contemplate how you can help others understand how valuable life is. If you do not have a daily routine that transmits love to others, I recommend you consider how you may do so. Create something filled with love’s meaning.

I am grateful:

  1.   We finished proofing one magazine.
  2.   Music.
  3.   Books.
  4.   Pens.
  5.   Computers, tablets, phones.
  6.   Quilts.
  7.   Friendship.
  8.   Doggy kisses.
  9.   Writing.
  10.   Love.

Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. I know my subject today is painful, upsetting, to some alienating, and not the sunshine, rainbows, roses, and butterflies that are preferred. I read an article in NYT, and my article is a reaction. If it troubles or disappoints you, I apologize. Check back another day, sometimes the world is not so much with me. If you like follow, there is a button.

Be careful out there. Share love often as you can. God Bless and Keep You, Everyday, Everyway, Always and Forever.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Cry Of A Skirmish, Become Battle

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I have these two hands
Chock full of everything and
Nothing matters but
The fact loneliness, silence
Surround me with a woven
Shourd spun by a spider huge
Enough to swallow camels
Unable to pass through needles.
Still this fight, it is my fight
I will not give up, nor quit;
Nobody, nothing has ever
Beaten me, and now is no
Time to embrace my defeat.
Sure, I have been down, fallen,
But being at the bottom
Is not a place to concede,
The floor is sure beneath you
So you build, build skyscrapers
Rockets, starships, transporters;
Choose the future, create
Technology to carry
You where you wish to begin.
Even if you use only words
Describing the dreams held up
To challenge the entropy
Chaos that dwell threatening
In the dust and grime that swirl
Eroding marvels some worship.
What they do not know, cannot
Be told them, refusing the message
You cannot make them submit
It will be, if it will be,
When it happens, if it does.
You just be you, and be best
That you can be, that you know
How, love has you, and you have
Love enough to inspire, incite
Others to find the greatness
Contained beneath decaying skin
In the very heart of the self
Who is a wisp of shallow breath,
Evanescent, easily
Aborted in the crush of
Moments that slip quick away
Like motes in passing sunbeams.
Rush to the helm, take the wheel,
Drive your ship with dignity,
Care, choose your freight with delight
Do not weigh yourself excessively
Accepting problems others
Create for you, find solutions
No one can attempt besides you.
There is trouble, sadness, tears,
But those are not destiny;
Destiny lies at a time,
Beyond time, a place outside
Space, the heart contains the seeds
Of creativity, eternity,
The ability to transcend
To love deeper and wider
Than imagination knows.
Children of the Creator,
Children of the Forever King,
We are capable of living
Abundance, Heaven on Earth.
Broken, shattered, maybe, but
Keep watching, there are miracles
Unbelievable, we are yet to see.
I know the ending of the story
And the triumphal winner
Calls us, Beloved, and He
Saves us eternally.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
These last two poems are a bit unusual for me. My gratitude list and prompt are in the first of the three entries I have made today. I realize no one liked it, but it had worth.
I am grateful my creativity knows no bounds and that my voice is mine. Being creative, being an original, is one thing no one can take away.
As a prompt, think about the above statement. What freedom, what license does it give you?
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

A Horse Called Crazy

 

Carousel HorsesThe ancient horse never felt so alone. Crazy remembered, so many years ago the tree that bore him stood among siblings in a dense grove watered by a giggling stream and prickles of incessant rain. He recalled coming alive as a sapling wisp after a voracious rushing wildfire, which only a select few elders survived. Those resilient old ones whispered the secrets of existence, history, life to the youngsters who would carry on.

 

This is a story start I may work on later. It is something I created days ago in my “Brain Dump Notebook.” I am feeling very unsure of my ability to create right now. Maybe later, I will find the strength to move forward.

I always say when you think your life is worthless, make a gratitude list, so here we go, please understand I feel very little ability to write anything. Valentine’s Day without my Mom was killer. Knowing I will lose my dog soon, is killer.

I am grateful:

  1.   I have this website where I can open my heart and know, no matter what, it is okay because it is mine.
  2.   I have a best friend who has to be one of the best people who have ever, now, and will ever live.
  3.   I made it to church, and even though I got really panicky, I stayed. 
  4.   I have a little copy editing work to do.
  5.   I am reading a couple of outstanding books.
  6.   Most people can understand, when you make a negative assertion, your whole attitude is not negative. Only your outlook on that thing is giving you trouble.
  7.   Homemade food at church is delicious.
  8.   The bill I was sent was a mistake. God fixed it.
  9.   I am trying to convince myself I can use a nice notebook. I have beautiful notebooks and journals, even Moleskine. The thing is, what if I make a mistake?
  10.  All mistakes are not detrimental, some become lovely creations. I have had this happen, often.

Okay, see, I got through that. Granted it is not a panacea, but it helped.

A struggle I am working on is sugar. On December 6, 2013, I weighed over 200 pounds. I walked it off and managed potions. Notice I did not say I changed my diet. The last few months sugar has become a monster again. I am still within my safe range, 135 to 140 pounds, but I am on the high end. So, I am eating up what is left of the ton of sugary treats I have accumulated, and I am trying not to replenish them. This is harder than you probably imagine. The photo is before and after, and since then I changed my hair even more.

Before and After

This entry is all over the place. I am too, like a super bouncing ball. Deal; deal; life goes on and is not done until there is no more.

You may hide it exceedingly well, but there is a good chance there are things that are preying on your peace of mind. As a prompt, let yourself express those killer thoughts in written form. Once they are there, and you can accept them as real and confront them, maybe as monsters, but also as manageable concepts that you can write around, explore, and possibly dismantle, try to put them aside and if only, for now, be loose from their grip on your psyche.

I cannot express how much I needed just to write. I hope I have dissuaded no one from coming here. You had to know by now, that there is an element of the deranged in my makeup. Wildly creative people are often a bit mental. I could go into clinical details, but I will not. I was honest, I think most of you expect that of me. Even when I know it is difficult, I am faithful to who and what I am.

Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. I shall make an effort to comport myself with more dignity next time. If you wish to follow, there is a button. Otherwise, I hope you will come back soon. I am working on moving Chronicles under this domain so there will be much more material here to dig into. That blog goes back to 2005 when I began on MSN Spaces. It ported to WordPress, and I made that home.

There is a lot in life that can discombobulate a person, maintain yourself best you can by any means necessary that does no harm to others. You are a creative individual of such magnificent uniqueness that in no time or place have you, or will you, be replicated. You have gifts, talents, and abilities that are ideally suited for use in this exact period of history. Do not squander them by letting yourself be convinced that you are any less than a superhuman. God made you, and last I checked, God never made a mistake. Yeah, and I could really do with having this recorded and played on a continuous loop. LOL!

Be careful out there, my friends. Be aware, be watchful, and by all means stay safe. God Bless and Keep You, Everyday, Everyway, Always and Forever.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

No Dove, A Tempest

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Like others, you may
Have thought poetry simple,
Being sometimes short,
But no, that is mistaken,
Discounting shots to the heart.

A poem is more than
Words on a page, it is breath
From somewhere foreign
A rare exhale from strange worlds
In which standard rules vanish.

No soft-spoken dove
Fluttering gently about,
More intense tempest
Uprooting structures revered
By mortals who love safety.

The poet, a rebel
Stirring the atmosphere meant
To hold, control us,
Shouts: Awake! Breathe deep! Join life!
Change tumbles from written lines.

I wrote the poem earlier in my “Brain Dump Notebook.” If you do not already possess one of these, I suggest you get one for your ideas that come without notice. Mine is a cheap notebook. I also have a sketchbook for more artistic designs, but being mostly a writer, I use it seldom.

I have mentioned I believe all humans are creative. As a prompt, I would like to suggest you contemplate the following questions: What is the meaning and purpose of my life? Why am I here? Answer the questions best you can and consider how you can create an experience that fulfills what you answer. If you need to make changes, make the course corrections you must to move toward those things that have the most meaning.

When we create, there is the need to inject love into our work so that we may be about making the world a better place for all humans and other beings who are influenced by our creation. We should avoid causing harm in any way.

I am grateful:

  1.   I finished reading, Origen by Dan Brown. I highly recommend it, and on a scale of 1-5, I give it a 10.
  2.   I played throw the toy, and go fetch it, to throw it again, with the dogs for about an hour.
  3.   I have walked a lot today. I hurt, but that is the way of it.
  4.   Levenger, I have nothing else to say.
  5.   I have a tremendous collection of books, today I searched for one because Amazon keeps advertising it at me. I knew I had it. FOUND IT!
  6.   Paid some bills. Always good when there is a way to do that.
  7.   Started reading, The Whispering Room by Dean Koontz. Candy reading at its most superb.

I hope you are engaging your imagination on a regular basis and creating what you may. It is crucial that we bring new ideas, new thoughts, new designs, into being. We must clarify meaning and love in the world. You are precious and priceless. What you make matters.

Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. I hope you found something worth your thought and time. There is a follow button, or if you prefer, just come back soon. This world would not be what it is today were it not for individuals with creative minds that strive to reach beyond the ordinary boundaries. Be the one to pioneer, to discover, to create the next great thing. You have it in you.

As you traverse the earth during your days, be awake, be aware, never let yourself be so distracted you fail to notice what you must. Take care, be safe, and God Bless You, Everyday, Everyway, Always and Forever.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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