Nonsense for Today

Sorry my beloved followers. I have not posted the past couple of days. I've been learning to type and do 10 key so I can get a job. Even tho I've been typing all my life, I can only type codes. I'm getting faster at the 10 key. Yay then, you can teach an old dog how to clip their nails or something like that.

So since not much else going on as I've been in the 'craft' room trying to downsize everything I own. Rebekah is getting a LOT of stuff. You can share it or it will be bday gifts for the girls. I have the tea set for Autumn I finally found. Don;t tell her tho. I'll send it all in separate bundles, but if you have no use for it Rebekah, do what I do, regift. Oh yeah, save some loot. It;s all new, never been used stuff.

I have found pictures of my dog, aww I miss Mutley, my daughter in her elf costume that one year she was an elf and sitting on Santa's lap. Ughhhh... I think we all know my issues with Xmas. I found a project i started on for Rebekah 7 years ago and another that I started on 7 years ago. I had been looking for them for years. I've thrown out at least 18 huge bags of 'art' i just couldn't live without. At the time, however, I was doing a lot of art that required weird things to use. Bottle caps from Mexican soda. It may not be that odd to some people, but here it is. So much OLD one piece jewelry that I would use for everything. Nothing really good, except for the last name of an ex co-worker from Guatemala on a pair of cufflinks. I asked him if he wanted them cuz I was just gonna throw them out anyway. Might as well give them to someone who can use them.

So will be selling a lot of brand new craft items. Lots of scrapbooking if you do that let me know. I'll give it to you for a great price if not free. All is Creative Memories stuff. a ton of rubber stamps. Some from Stampin' Up, but don't really care for cutsey stamps so lots of really cool ones. If you are crafty, I'm the girl to talk to .

I am beyond flattered that the Pixel Project, a Domestic Violence organization that I volunteer my time and resources to in order to Stop Violence Against Women Now is publishing one of my poems on their blog. I will get the address of the blog and post it here and you can check out which one they picked. How nice to ask me for a poem and my picture. The woman who founded it, Regina Yau form Malaysia even asked if she could use my real name. Some survivors can't use their names because the exes are crazy.  Yeah they sure as hell are. But I am allowing it. Anyway, what an honor to be asked and to provide help to women the world over. I just know each time I tweet a helpline I am saving a life. So look for that blog address in my next post and I believe they are posting the poem next Thursday. Anyone want to volunteer to be an Ambassador to the Pixel Project? Let me know, I'll get you in touch with the people you need to be in touch with,

I am posting a poem today for my readers. I don't think this is too dark for most people, but keep in mind, it is NOT about me, it is about everyone. Whatever you get out of my poems is what it means to you. I have given you all a link to my poems, I add more each week. This one is called

                                                    Windows

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul
If such things are possible and you can see a soul through the eyes
How would you know how old the soul is
Is it a brand new one, a long recycled one or are they all
New?

When you travel the world, the things
You see are the windows to the Earth’s soul
For it is a living breathing thing we must protect it,
Surely you’ve heard that it is so
Fragile.

The stones placed just so in the countryside
The monoliths that pay homage to the Gods
The triangles that jut from the desert floor
The carvings in the dirt you can see only from on
High.

These are the windows to the Earth
These are the things we lived as a species
Who put them there
Why did they put them there
How did they make them so perfect and for whom or
What?

The soldiers in the ground, most mounted
Ready for battle, none alike over 2000
The ruins remain for us to find them
Civilizations long since extinct
How?

The beauty of the oceans
What lies underneath
The waves that crash against the sands
For us to find, too far down to
Go.

The heavens, stars that continuously
Burn and die, yet the favorite ones
Have been there since time immemorial
Lie or look up to see them all every night same place
Why?

Do you see the beauty
The creativity the Earth holds
For each of us if we just look
At each part in its own corner
Travel.

See the soul of the Earth
See the treasures it holds
For those bold enough
To go forth and see what there is to
See.

Look at the structures you encounter
Look at the hills you climb
Look under the water you are playing in
Look at the stars as the night
Descends.

Look at the soul of yourself in the mirror
Gazing into bright blue, green, brown, grey
Eyes. Reflecting back at you from your
Own face, they are your windows to your
Soul

See how you blend into Mother Earth
What the plan is for your soul
Along with her soul
How old are the souls we have here looking back at us from the
Mirrors

The windows to the souls of human
The windows of the Earth
The dawn of creativity
The beauty of the creations on this
Earth

Enjoy my friends and tomorrow I plan to post a recipe. Hopefully. till then Peaceout