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Time to Time… And All Times

A day like today, one can feel awash in time, especially me, cause my relationship with time is tenuous. Alex, my son, asked me this morning if I thought I would live to be 56. There have been times when I came close to checking out. Only by the grace of God am I here.

I think we do not know how often the Lord keeps some tragedy from happening, maybe that walk back to check the door, or having to change a little one’s clothes, or the misplaced article is actually the Savior at work.

I am thankful for both the bad and the good because the trouble taught me to be stronger and keep fighting to thrive. There are times maybe I just survive, but I am so grateful for the people and relationships that grace(d) my life. I enjoy so many blessings.

Life’s struggles are constant, but to overcome, oh, how sweet is the victory. Jesus is near to those who need Him and will in no wise desert His people who are called by His name.

I am touched by the people who say I make a difference, having so often felt inconsequential. When you spend a lot of time alone, doubt can invade your mind and inhibit your productivity. Positive words are so precious.

I try to encourage and inspire, but sometimes I can wallow in the mire. I appreciate those who throw me a life float when I am sinking into the quicksand. I know sometimes it takes a monster truck and chains to rescue me; I am grateful to you all too.

I am not sure exactly where this was going. I just want to thank all of you who have sent me well-wishes today. I am so glad I got to the church because I got some kind words and hugs, hugs are so special. Sunday School and Worship were terrific as well. Jesus was present.

I sincerely hope I make better use of the coming years than I have the past ones, but I would not miss what has gone before because the Lord has woven a tapestry of identity from all I have experienced and it was worth it all.

I was going to affix Freddie Mercury singing Time Waits For No One to this, but maybe not. You can find it on YouTube, the Offical video is best.

Time does, however, rush away like the water going over the falls. Live every moment to the fullest, never give up, remember happiness is an internal thing, you create it. Do your best to avoid wasting all that is given to you. If there are things, you dream of doing, to the best of your ability, do those. Find your creativity and employ it to enhance the world.

You are so very precious. God loves you, and God makes no junk. I love you, too, all of you mean so much. I think I should probably stop now. Sorry for running long.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Sunday, July 14, 2019

This was posted to Facebook first.

I want to add a few things here. I am incredibly grateful for the opportunities I have been given to have some poetry published. The social media communities in which I have been active have been supportive, and I am thankful for each person who has commented or liked or further interacted with my work and myself. I have been on the web since 1991 and put a lot of work out here.

I encourage you if you are creative, to invest sufficient time and effort in your work to hone your skills. Do not let negative thoughts stop you. Do not fear. Make it happen, cause happening is why you are here.

There are so many things, but it will wait. More than anything, know you matter. The world would be a lesser place without you. You are wonderfully made and specially fashioned for this, your time.

I need to be on here more. Sometimes I lose the belief that I make a difference. We are all liable to feel unworthy at times, we are though. We are here, and we belong.

As a quick prompt, explore your feelings about the passage of time and create an original work around your discovery.

The day comes running
Full of gifts, activities;
Freely, we grasp them.

Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. If you enjoyed what you read, please share, if you like follow the site or come back again. There is plenty to explore, and there is also my site at Chronicles, which contains my Creativity Project, which I did daily for a year and a half.

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Inspired by a Rolling Stone

I caught myself saying I do not want to go see them live because I want to remember them as last I observed them. Then I thought is it the stars I fear to see or is it that they reflect who I have become?

Do I want to face that I am growing older, that the glory days are past? My idea of myself, it does not connect with the image in the mirror. I am unwilling to give in to infirmity, to recognize any decrepitness, I imagine myself strong enough to face anything for I have overcome so much.

I like to think the days are still outstretched in perpetuity, but I know, I know chronologically that more hours are passed than reach into the future.

This is hard to admit, to accept, that death is any breath away, and my tenure here will cease. However, it also imbues every moment with a priceless preciousness that I cannot escape or deny. If I am to do what I am purposed to do, I must get on about doing it. There is no time to waste in frivolities or procrastination.

Life is a limited engagement. The show does not employ the same cast forever, and the show must go on. I, like everyone, want to do all the good I can, love as much as possible, create more happiness than grief, and leave memories that will be treasured, but I realize I should do those things in the now. Now does not for anyone last indefinitely.

So, maybe I should see the stars as they are and let their talent and charm take my breath away again. Each of us is a universe of life, and we should celebrate the beauty of our existence for God made each of us a Masterpiece, one of a kind, with no duplicate in eternity.

So thank you, as so often, to Sir Mick Jagger for challenging me, inspiring me, and providing food for thought. I am so indebted to you and the many others who have given a soundtrack for my life.

Maybe my small contribution will touch someone who needs to remember we are all here for only a brief while and should expend our time wisely. Blessed be.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Tuesday, June 18, 2019

Rallying

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This poem is written in the first person, but I assure you if you need to take its message to heart, it can apply as a rallying cry for more than only me. In fact, that is the only reason I shared. This was journaling work. A suggestion, if you are struggling with any sort of problem, try using a journal or even “Scraps Of Paper,” that is an old poem of mine, but a valid recommendation.
 
If fear is haunting you, look up, do not give in, do not give up. We can overcome fear, resistance, negativity, but it has always been, presently is, forever will be, a choice. The war is one of continual battles, but if we do not make an attempt so much will go undone, and the world will not become what it could be.
 
Choosing Freedom
 
Where I am right now,
Where I want to be today,
Kept apart by me.
 
I am the factor
Who must make many changes
To realize dreams.
 
No one else can do
Whatever it is I must;
The power is mine.
 
Christ gave me these gifts,
But He will not force my work;
I must create it.
 
Giftedness is not
Placed within to be wasted,
It has a purpose.
 
Procrastination,
My inadequate feelings,
I must overcome.
 
I have studied, learned,
Still, I lack enough belief
To discard my fear.
 
It, False Evidence
Appearing Real, I leave now
Outside, behind me.
 
I take confidence
As an armor, wrapped in faith,
And banish my doubt.
 
These abilities
Were put in me to help those
In need, set me free.
 
My aspirations
I must craft until they can
Join reality.
 
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Tuesday, April 9, 2019
If you need a prompt, consider creating something to rally yourself, which you can also share with others. All of us are consistently in need of positive influence and encouragement. There is a heaviness of unrealized hopes and dreams in our world today. Many are discouraged and barely keeping themselves alive. We need to help one another. Far too many are lost upon giving up.
I am grateful:
1.  The positive influence of music has been helping me so much. I highly recommend YouTube music or if you have Amazon Prime, Prime Music. Both these can be streamed without commercials.
2.  My dogs, Marbles, and Tribble, who challenge me to develop a greater degree of patience while providing companionship.
3.  I am experiencing a rather extensively creative period.
4.  Friends, who back me up when I get down into my soles.
5.  Queen, The Rolling Stones, and a wide variety of Contemporary Christian Artists. Newsboys, “Crazy,” is a grand favorite.

All Right!

Everyone has problems
We all carry our deep scars,
But there is still hope;
All the things we have misplaced,
Innocence taken away,
Trust broken apart,
Truth found foul fabrication –
Healing still exists;
No matter our trials, troubles,
Love is real, we belong, hold on.
Life is a treasure –
Holy, precious, rare, unique,
Ultimately given
To bring us all transcendent
Blessings, love, peace, eternity.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Monday, April 8, 2019

 

Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. I most sincerely hope you found something edifying and encouraging here. My purpose as I share is to arouse the creative genius in others and set other flames to dispelling the sadness I feel is so much a loose in our world currently. If you enjoyed the things in this posting, please check out other entries. If you like, follow this website, or come back when you have time.

Much love to you all, always,
Jo Ann

Meaningful Investment

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I am disheartened by the continuing destruction of media in America. My primary interest is print, and the related consigns, but much is the same across all disciplines. Publishing, books, poetry, magazines, newspapers, photography, art, have been my loves almost from the time I left the cradle.

I remember the few books I had during childhood as treasures. The photographs came back after weeks, and were a surprise, did I get the shot or something other? Humpty Dumpty magazine was read repeatedly and the puzzles all done. School newspapers on pink paper smelling of mimeograph ink with a poem or two of my own were the height of achievement. Reading about the health hazards of smoking, in Reader’s Digest, and other concerns kept me somewhat abreast of the world. Having to get the AJC because we did current events once a week, was a pleasure, otherwise, I would never have seen a newspaper.

There is a great deal of media on offer these days for no cost if one knows how to circumnavigate the paywalls. I understand the desire to save money, I acknowledge spending on media may seem unwarranted, unnecessary, and even a luxury. There is an unfortunate lack of vision in that attitude.

For writers, artists, photographers, editors, any creatives to continue in their respective fields they must be paid. Living costs money for them just as for executives, health-care professionals, teachers, legal representatives, politicians, engineers, and any other profession we might name.

If media outlets are not receiving money through advertising, subscriptions, or sale of publications, the compensation paid to creatives continues to shrink. The more talented creatives seek other avenues to make revenue and the overall quality of media available degrades until there is little veracity in what is produced.

Generally, if a creative produces intellectual property, there is an expectation of payment. If as creatives, we are not investing in the properties of others, how are we to expect others to finance us?

Invest in media for the future of media, the fewer funds go into media, the more significant the lack of truth presented will become. The people, particularly creatives, need to save the press through an infusion of time, talent, and money. If we don’t, who will? If not now, when? There is a tipping point where a downward spiral cannot be stopped. Let us never reach that point.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Tuesday, March 12, 2019

I am grateful:

  1. I have recently realized that one of the groups I listened to when younger have a more extensive repertoire than I was aware.
  2. Reading continues to carry me places I never would go, introduces me to characters I would never know, teaches me things I would otherwise fail to learn.
  3. Writing continues to be a pleasure in my life, though I have doubts about the worth of my expressions.
  4. There is currently food in the house.
  5. The dogs are doing tolerably well.

Blessings…

Computers connect worlds of people who never knew they needed one another but give each other hope.

Books can transport us from the mundane to the fantastic, or teach us how to love one another.

Phones can bring the voice of a loved one from far off, up close and personal.

Music can lift the spirit when everything seems to have fallen apart.

Video can show us things we might not discern without its illumination.

Art can bring us joy and teach us strength.

People, God places in our lives to teach us to love, give, believe, grow, hope, become who we are.

 

The Cuckoo Clock

It was a gift
From my son
When he was
A Marine,
Brought authentic
From Germany
Early in his enlistment.

It stayed in its box,
A fateful bird caged,
Because mother
Would not deign
To have it on a wall
In our common areas;
My encroachment.

Freed, I brought
It to a wall, hung
It where it might
Arbitrate day and night,
The hours which
Pass with sylphlike
Swiftness away.

Now, it seems
I am ill-equipped
To keep it enlivened
Because the chains,
I often fail to pull,
And it stops
A jarring silence.

Still, as often as
I may, I set it
In motion, loving
Its ticking,
Its cuckooing,
The comfort of
Its company.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Sunday, March 3, 2019

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As a prompt: Explore your relationship with media and evaluate whether you should make changes in your expenditures on consumption to bring you goals for creative compensation in line with your desires for quality. Perhaps, a written Pro vs. Con evaluation would help you come to a valid conclusion.

But my smile still stays on… – Freddie Mercury of Queen  The Show Must Go On

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It all falls apart,
But even so, it all still
Comes back together;
Troubles happen all over
It is tough out on the street.

Ask George Washington,
Or maybe Mister Franklin,
Both will tell you, right,
There are seldom problems new;
People contain disturbance.

Peace does continue
Within the sheltering walls
Where love maintains sway
In hearts unafraid to be
Generous, caring, and kind.

Humans have courage,
Will to express such feelings
As cause gentleness
Sharing the core of being;
An unconditional love.

When it all seems lost,
Hope appears nearly vanquished,
Never despair, quit;
The storm cannot ever hold,
Love rushes back like lightning.

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I have written a great deal more than this latest poem today. I seem to be in a productive place. I am enjoying the flow of words and ideas.

I am grateful:

  1. There are inspiring books upon which to feast.
  2.  I remembered the pie.
  3.  I emptied a cabinet that contained Mom’s medicines.
  4.  Reba called, even though it was late.
  5.  I have choices for a replacement notebook when this one I have is full.
  6.  I have become somewhat fond of Classical Music.
  7.  I paid the bills without running entirely out of money.

As a prompt, create something with a downtempo theme which then you raise to inspirational heights. Do not allow the doldrums to overcome. You are blessed, share your plenty through your art.

Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. I hope you will follow the site by clicking the button, or come back when opportunity allows. Comments are always welcome, as are questions. God Bless and Keep You, Every Day, Everyway, Always and Forever.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Smithereen Repair Technician

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I have to keep it,
The mind arranged, strict in line,
Or else it goes to
Those unwanted places where
I lose myself, becoming
A prisoner I abhor.

I choose to be creative,
A person of images,
Made up of shining ideas,
But it is a persona
I buy by trading my soul,
Its price rich, it cost dear.

Words entrance and romance me,
I think I am free, but it
Is an illusion cast by
The fact I refuse to quit,
I survive, never give up,
Still, days try to destroy me.

I did not have a dollar
To purchase you a sweet rhyme,
Seems writing poems does little
Toward paying the bills, but hey,
It is okay, I can create
Something out of nothing, yet.

I have been doing that trick
So long I could compete with
David Copperfield, oh say,
Do you remember him, still?
There was a time I tried to
Become a magician, nope.

I think I am wandering
I wonder if you will follow,
There are dirt roads, highways, streets,
With hidden music, buried treats,
A jewelry box of sparkling gems,
Trips to work out at the gym.

I guess I will tie this up
Make raw ends meet and let you
Go away in pieces, peace,
Because such tragedy
It would be for you to be
Caught in my menagerie.

I am grateful:

  1.   I went to the meal at church and prayer meeting.
  2.   I can read.
  3.   I can maybe write.
  4.   I gave three throws away.
  5.   I have some fantastic ink pens.
  6.   I got a haircut Sunday.
  7.   My shower was hot.
  8.   I kinda like that poem out of nowhere, but then they all are, just that one is tricky.
  9.   The random card I pulled for the picture had good ones.
  10.   Doing this has lifted my spirits. I hope it makes you happy too.

Especially when things are incredibly rough for me, I count my blessings. It always amazes me what I have and things I have done. If you have not tried it, set aside at least one day per week that you make a list of thankfulness, some do it on Thursday. Thankful Thursday helps you see what the week has brought you and sends you into the weekend with a renewed sense of how fortunate you are.

For a prompt, the poem above is a one-off, I wrote it here without thinking it out or knowing where it would go, you do something similar. Put yourself on the spot to create something out of nothing. That is actually what all original art is, an instance of the imagination run wild.

I want to encourage you to consider whether you are true to your creativity. Do you allow your imagination to take over and carry you to wherever it will? Do you read extensively to feed your mind with ideas that challenge you and then percolate into new creations? Do you get enough downtime? Do you go places where life embraces you and engenders love in your heart?

Thank you so much for visiting Haphazard Creative. I hope you gained something from the experience. There is a follow button you may make use of, or just come back as you can. Do try to employ your creativity as often as possible, it works for more than just arts and writing.

While you are out in our crazy world, take care. Share your love at every opportunity. God Bless and Keep You, Always.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

A Missive to Self & Others

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As a prompt, when you are tempted to emit a negative thought through speech, instead look around you and express gratitude for something in your environment. Maybe even write down several things. Start a positive revolution.

The world needs ambassadors of positivity. So many have become low on hope, deprived of security, afraid of abuse. You and I are on the leading edge of restoring confidence, love, sanity, and peace. Now is the time, we are the agents of change.

I am grateful:

1. I am now officially church photographer.
2. I have been writing a little more.
3. The fudge mint cookies are nearly gone and will stop adding to my poundage.
4. The groomer is to come today.
5. Package.

Thank you for visiting Haphazard Creative. You are a pleasure to my heart. If you wish, follow the site by clicking the button, or come back when possible. Play your favorite song and try to carry the feeling it gives you through your day. Be safe, but cherish the wildness that makes you a force to reckon with.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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