LOVE always the Answer

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Wookie was not quite sure what was going on. She is not exactly photogenic, and I was sitting down, which is always a bit confusing for the dogs. I usually sit very rarely.

Is anyone else up to 150 posts this year alone? I would love to hear about what you are doing if so. Also, should anyone have content suggestions that would increase my audience without expecting monetary compensation, I would much love those. I would pay, but I have no funds. All this costs me. I know money is not a subject, but…

I hope you are enjoying the break from the endless activity and that you are well. I suggest this would be a perfect time to work creatively.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan


Stop, Do Stop!

A hole wide open
Met inside experience,
A phone call today,
Ignored again, it remains
A worry of mind, all mine.
Will it never cease?
Calling, calling, no answer,
It will not become;
Forcing is no way with me,
I quit, will not engage, talk.
Months, and still pursued –
Why? There is no one, nothing
Here, to cling onto,
My properties, forsaken –
My attributes, verboten.
I erected boundaries
For all the best of reasons,
No coward am I, but fear
It has become acid inside.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

I have two phone stalkers who will not desist. Many months have passed, it continues. Forgive me, I need to let my fear vent.

Recipe for Creating More

This is not meant to be definitive. The hope is to present some ideas. There is some background to draw upon.

  1. As much as possible, put your internal critic in the dungeon, a nice one if you like. You can liberate the rascal when you begin to edit, and absence makes the findings sharper.
  2. If you are stuck, do something else; a different style, media, genre, voice.
  3. Do Morning Pages as instructed by Julia Cameron in The Artist’s Way.
  4. Use a different method; notebooks and a variety of pens, computer, tablet, phone; acrylics, oils, watercolors, pencil, colored pencil, pen & ink, canvas, paper, wood, sculpture; color, monochrome, macro, zoom, panorama, varied lenses, day, night, indoor, outdoor.
  5. Take a break and read something inspiring, or if you are more audio-visual, watch some how-to’s on YouTube or find some podcasts. Use music when you can, it can ease tension and promote imagination.
  6. Work in a different location: Go to a cafe or restaurant, a picnic table in a park, a bench or table in a high traffic shopping center, a library, a ball game, a parade.
  7. Give yourself permission to be an amateur. Everything does not have to be perfect. Even if something you do does not get glowing praise, it was an experiment in which you gain knowledge. There is no such thing as perfection. What you do at the moment is perfect in that it is an expression of yourself and was done courageously by you. Work, and in time you shall gain mastery.

This is brought to you by my son, Alex, saying he was having a hard time working on his novel. I thought it might be a topic worth my exploring since I consider myself a creativity expert.


Nein, But Oui

Change, ubiquitous,
Given growing, overcoming,
Leading, restoring,
Yet, distressing as a tarn
Under the watchful feral
Eyes of Stygian night.
Vigilant, excitable, we
Swallow anxiety, disquiet,
Mumble, “Nein,” press forward,
Soldiers awed by the possibility,
Opportunity, potential, contained
In every moment, every day.
The mundane becomes a vehicle
Shiny, sparkling new, blessing
Us with the incredible, indescribable
Longing to be more becoming,
Creativity growing restless
Done with rehearsing, prepared.
Others the heartbeat of love
Within our hearts, minds, souls;
Transcendent, completely smitten
With a passion for nurturing
The best in every individual.
If we never embrace the changes
We cannot find the grace, love, peace,
Offered, a very priceless treasure,
Reserved for the courageous, bold,
Those who test the boundaries
Of who we are destined to be;
If we choose to will. Grow!


This was taken earlier today with my phone, on the way back home from Chick-Fil-A. I cannot resist editing on my phone, so things may not be quite as they appear.

I am aware I mixed German, English, and French, it will be okay, I promise.

I hope all goes well for you today and every day. Be you, you are precious. Create. Make the vision real.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

I have to tell you a story.

Last year I took photographs of a family at church. I was asked to drive them home one morning when it rained. I got to their apartment, and there was nothing there, nothing in the way of furniture or anything.

They needed to wash clothes, so I brought the two adult women to my house, and we washed loads and dried them. In the process of talking to them, I learned they did not have proper papers. I searched and printed forms for all of them, about 300 pages. I found out they were here from Nigeria to avoid mutilation of their female children.

I went to the pastor and told him what I had learned. The church got involved.

I gave what I could to help them, but my assets are limited.

I was adopted by all of them. I became godmother for a new baby.

Some of them went out of the country and were not allowed back, immigration came for the others.

My sweet friends are now in Ontario, and my heart breaks for knowing they had a valid reason to seek asylum here. The men were working; they were trying to get papers.

The system, it has robbed those of us who loved and cared for this family, of loved ones.

A broken system does injustice to all of us. Just my take.

I talked to my adopted daughter tonight, and I am going to see what I can do to get phone service to Canada. It was so good to hear her voice.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Sunday, May 19, 2009