The Sandbox Writing Challenge – Perfection

The lovely Lady Calen has posed the question, at the playground of Impromptu Promptlings, what is my idea of perfection?

Obviously, Mama Gaia – All That Is. Of course, it should then follow that I am perfection. You are perfection. That said, why is there so much chaos? Perhaps, Chaos is perfection finding itself. Finding the patterns in the Chaos leads to perfection.

Is perfection the same for each of us? No, of course not, because the prompt is asking us what our idea of perfection is. Unless we all were to answer exactly the same, which I feel is highly unlikely, then that must mean perfection comes in as many guises as there are beings in the Universe.

Perhaps, perfection, being an abstract idea doesn’t exist… and doesn’t need to exist. It would make incarnation fruitless.

Food for thought. Welcome to the Beggars Banquet.


The Monday Music Medicine Show

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Welcome to the Monday Medicine Show!

The Full Moon was gorgeous last night during the eclipse. I hope everyone got a chance to see it. I’m sure you may know where this is going today, on The Monday Music Medicine Show. It’s about the moon.

This celestial orb brings to mind many things for me, as I’m a big fan of vampires and such much, which brings certain music to mind.

But it also holds a special place in my spiritual life. Sister Moon sits up there, sometimes in her full beauty, and other times seen waning, or waxing. Sometimes she’s just a sliver, but she’s always a welcome sight. When she’s in her new moon phase, it’s time to consider what my hopes and dreams are for this time, so when she reachers her fullness, I can harvest the seeds which were planted during the period of waxing.

This song is one I’ve loved for decades:

As is this one, though I’ve found another singer than the traditional Moon River voice.

Of course, sometimes there is a full moon two times in a month, and that’s when we think of the song Blue Moon.

So my beautiful Monday Music Medicine Show friends, what songs, and singers who brought these songs to us, comes to mind when you think of the “inconstant,” moon? Please share the songs that fit this situation. You know I want to hear it.

Share it there (your own blog with a ping back), or share it here.

BYOM and  remember: It Don’t Mean A Thing If You Don’t Send That PING!

Music is the Medicine in my Soul and I hope yours is as healing and nurturing as mine!

Singing Smiley

The Sandbox Writing Challenge 7 – What Makes Me Shine?

Excavation tools in hand, I head to the playground for this week’s  SANDBOX WRITING CHALLENGE. It’s a sunny day, and I can feel the warmth of the sun, as I sit down in Lady Calen’s, Impromptu Promptlings Ocean Cove, where we meet each week. This is the seventh day. I’m ready. Written in the sand is our prompt – The Challenge:

PROMPT: What is about you or that you do that makes you stand out from those around you? It’s hard for some of us to give ourselves the kudos we truly deserve, so here’s your chance to do just that.

Okay, so my first thought was… huh? My second thought, was it asking me to say what ‘brings me to life?’ What excites me? Though I’m uncertain that’s actually what is meant here, because it says, ‘what makes me stand out from those around me?’ That doesn’t sound like the same thing. Though, I believe it’s all really up to our own interpretation of the question.

I’d have said, immediately, to the ‘what brings me to life’ one, music. Without a doubt, that has a definite affect on me, and my mood, and how I feel, and act, and so on. It also makes me excited. I know that challenges – as in solving puzzles type challenges – really motivate me. It’s like I’m being dared to try, or something like that. Still, it  doesn’t feel like the right fit for the true question. What makes me stand out is a whole other kettle of fish.

So let’s get the neg-head out of the way: I don’t think anything makes me stand out. Seriously. I’m not any different from others. I’m pretty much typical.


Now, on to what actually makes me stand out, in my own opinion? When I decided to go to college, four years after graduating from High School, I chose to become an occupational therapist. I think the main reason was I’m a pretty damned good problem solver – at least for other people. I have an inate understanding of things, though I don’t quite know why I have that quality. But it’s there.

An example, might be. In 1970, when circumstances put me into drug rehab, I remember the first week when I was on a live-in basis. I don’t generally speak up, when I’m new. I just watch, and listen. So, of course, the staff member running the ‘encounter group’ called on me, asking me what I thought about what everyone else was saying. I shrugged, not really knowing how to respond; more likely not wanting to respond. So she said that I should go around the room (not physically) and say what I thought each person was ‘about.’ And I did. It was just giving my point of view on what I’d seen and heard from this group, my observation. When I finished, the staff member said that I was spot on, about everyone. I had no idea how that might happen. But it seemed to be something I could do, easily. I am analytical, which, in retrospect, makes sense.

Does that make me stand out? I don’t know.

Maybe what makes me stand out are the little things I do naturally. I rescue all manner of beings. I help others. It isn’t something I even think about. If someone looks like they’re in need of help, I’ll offer to do what I can. Perhaps that makes me stand out. But all these things are not necessarily unusual. There are lots of people who do that. I certainly know quite a few, I’ve met, here, within the last nine months, who are the same.

A very groovy dude – if you don’t know Plato’s Groove blog, you should – recently said something about me that just touched my heart deeply. “Flowers aren’t worried about doing anything. They just unfold revealing their unique fragrance and beauty. They soak in the sun, bend in the wind, bow their heads at night, and raise their heads with the sunrise. That is more than enough. I have experienced your beauty and fragrant soul in your words. Thank you.”

I think most times, it’s in the eyes of others, that I see how I standout.

Monday Music Medicine Show – Soundtracks

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Besides all the popular music I love, I have a huge section of soundtracks in my music library. Before they even came out with CDs that feature a show’s theme tune for TV shows, I’d made up audio tapes of my favorite opening and/or closing credits. Of course, before that I’d been collecting full soundtrack albums from movies and Broadway shows. There are many newer series’ music which have been added to my play list.

It will come as no surprise to anyone who knows me (or who was following my journey through the 25 Songs, 25 Days event back in March of this year) that it is impossible for me to find that very favorite of all songs, in any genre to which I listen faithfully.

It’s no different with soundtrack music. Since I’d thought of the television show themes first, as I was putting this post together, I’ll begin there. Recently (meaning this century) I’ve added quite many TV series’ themes to my playlist.

From the nice family shows category, this is a sampling of the ones which have made it into the car’s playlist – that both Mr. Quantum and I listen to while driving around town.

When we moved into this house, and set up our Roku, we found several feel-good shows to watch. What they have in common is they all take place in small towns, nestled away from the hustle and bustle of the big cities.

First on the runway is a show which takes place in a quaint little Colorado town called, “Everwood.”

What was special about these kinds of shows was the fact that the main characters were relocated from that big city life, to small town living. One of the first I remember of this kind of show,  and one of my still favorite old shows to watch, is “Northern Exposure.”

After Everwood, we found “The Gilmore Girls,” which endeared us from the very beginning.

After each show comes to an end, we always believe that we’ll never find that next show we’ll fall in love with. Strangely, after The Gilmore Girls, we found the Southern version – which I swear must have used the same set (for the most part) for the town. Now we’re in the midst – or rather heading down the final stretch of this series, but happily, they’re still in production, so new shows will be coming up. “The Hart of Dixie,” is as charming and as much fun as the Gilmores was, so we’re happily getting our daily dose of it every afternoon, at lunch.

Yes, I know… all of 11 seconds worth… Where’s the fun in that? So, I bringing the slightly longer version, end credits:

So my beautiful Monday Music Medicine Show friends, have you a favorite TV Series theme song?  You know I want to hear it. Please share the songs that fit this situation. Share it there (your own blog with a ping back), or share it here.

BYOM and  remember: It Don’t Mean A Thing If You Don’t Send That PING!

Music is the Medicine in my Soul and I hope yours is as healing and nurturing as mine!

Singing Smiley

The Sandbox Writing Challenge: What’s Holding Me Back

If it’s Tuesday, it must be The Sandbox Writing Challenge, brought graciously to us by our lovely hostess, The Lady Calen of Impromptu Promptlings.

The Prompt: What’s Holding Me Back?

This week’s challenge is What is holding you back? Now you can interpret that any way you’d like. Is there something you really, really want to do but just can’t quite get up the courage? Somewhere you want to go but haven’t for some reason? You decide how to answer this question.

As far back as I can remember, it always seemed that I didn’t do things, I thought I wanted to do. I would watch people doing stuff, and I’d be sitting there scratching my head (thank you Calen for that very apropos phrase), wondering why I wasn’t out there too? The thing is, when there was something that I really wanted to do, I did it.

They were always short lived, but the point is, I did it. However, the biggest obstacle was not knowing what I wanted to do. I even found a book which was exactly about this situation: “I Could Do Anything, If I Only Knew What It Was.”

Now, that may well be my rationalization for why I’m not doing things, but I really don’t think that’s it. I want to do everything, sometimes, but most of the time I just can’t figure out what it is I want to do. I went to college, got a degree, in Occupational Therapy. What a laugh… How ironic. I’m the one helping others DO, but I can’t help myself do, because how can you do something if you don’t know what it is?

Of course, that may not be the whole story. I’ve lived with panic disorder for most of my life. That will stop someone (it did me) dead in their tracks. Except, there were times I did manage, I did do and go places in spite of the fear. I suffered through it, and exhausted myself through most of it, and often ended up not really experiencing much more than all the anxiety surrounding my doing. But I did manage to do, go, be. It seems to me it’s such a dichotomy.

That leads me to the understanding that, it is me, myself and I holding me back. Whether because I’m scared, or because I can’t think past a possible apathetic mindset. Or, there’s always, nothing’s holding me back. You know that ‘cop out’ I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be. Oh wait, that should be I’m exactly where I want to be.

Here’s a thought. What if I don’t want to be anywhere? What if I don’t want to do anything?  It could happen. Then, the answer would be, nothing is holding me back. Does that sound like bullshit to you? Yeah, to me too.

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