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Friday Afternoon, September 15, 2017

It might be necessary to give up the quality time I currently have to read, watch, listen, daydream and write. I need the means for a supplemental income. My dream is to have enough temp/contract work, some full time some part time to bring in the finances needed, but still have plenty of free quality time for me and my dreams. None of my friends believe that is possible.  I believe it is, if it is God’s will it will happen.  Anyway, I am happy and grateful for my blessings.

I love meeting new people, and that also happens at the BN Cafes. It often begins by just seeing some of the same people over and over again, then we smile and say hello to each other. Eventually a time comes when one of us starts a conversation. It becomes a community, even if never socializing outside of here. Yet Greenville is still small enough to occasionally run into someone at another location, like a grocery store, at church etc.

Yesterday I watched a couple UTube posts about being grateful and saying thank you to others. It is a great reminder. I do thank God, at least most every day and sometimes more than once a day. But sometimes I forget to tell others thank you. It doesn’t matter if it is for something big or small. Too many times we take things for granted i.e. someone holding a door open for us, providing service with a smile, the gift of a handwritten message sent by snail mail, even a short kind text message. How many times a day do we miss saying thank you to someone, and brightening their day? How many things, a day can we be grateful for…especially the people in our lives.

Have you ever thought of being grateful for those things you are not even aware of, like being protected from an accident you might not have noticed while driving on our roads these days!

I love daydreaming as I look out the window wall I sit next to in the Café.  I watch the white fluffy clouds in the blue sky. I remember the time I saw one which looked like an island, My Island in the Sky
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I’m sitting here in the Barnes & Noble Café on Haywood Road with my headphones on listening to relaxing music via Pandora on my Nook.  The headphones allow me to hear my own music, and drown out the loud piped in music supplied by the store.  I’m catching up on my reading of articles in Poets & Writers magazine.  They teach and inspire me.

A few minutes ago two women in their 50s or 60s sat down two tables away from me.  They are speaking in loud voices which intrude on my mind space.  So concentration, even a little concentration is not possible.

Now I hear Frank Sinatra singing My Kind of Town on the store speakers.  I can’t even drown them out by turning my volume all the way up, which could possibly damage my eardrums!

Wait…Frank’s song strikes me as significant to the part of my story of…finding home.  I suspect it is because of the article I just read by Joni Tevis under P&Ws section The Literary Life and titled Getting the Lead Out, about discovering a better essay in the foothills of South Carolina.

Now as I am reading the sub-section Why We Write Michael Bourne telling us that failure is an option.  This one makes me wonder if I should create a new blog of word, phrases, short sentences that have meaning to me…my thoughts, my life, my world, my town, my ongoing search within my heart, soul and spirit.

A good few hours.  Makes me smile.

Check out Joni Tevis and her book The World Is On Fire http://www.jonitevis.com/author.html

and Michael Bourne at http://www.michaelbournewriter.com/new-page-1/

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Today I was reading a post titled “If I Only Had a Heart”  by Laurie Buchanan http://holessence.wordpress.com/2012/08/28/if-i-only-had-a-heart/ and as several of us posted our comments it reminded me of a poem I wrote eight years ago.  I have been asked to post it.  So here it is.

CRYSTAL TEARS
 By Ann Marquette

It has been so very long
Since tears have flowed freely

As each tear cannot find its way free
It crystallizes within this heart of mine

So many times I feel the pain
Of the crystal tears piercing my heart

I wonder how long will it be
Before the pain is washed away

What will it take to melt these crystal tears
Allowing them to flow freely once more…

©February 2004
All rights reserved

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Artwork in the Garden at Rowe by Ann Marquette

Ok, I know, I am nine days late getting this out.  No valid excuse.  But, here I am finally posting more of my trip…in case anyone is still interested, and if nothing else, I write this for myself. 

Day 2
After selecting my breakfast choices from the hotel’s continental breakfast bar I ate in my room while watching some of the Today Show.  Then it was time to pack up, make my travel cup of Starbucks Italian Roast extra bold instant coffee for the road.

Destination this day was a hotel in Bear, Delaware for the overnight rest.  It was a long drive including through D.C., some toll booths, over bridges, and through a tunnel or two before arriving around 6:20pm.  As I entered the lobby there was a musty smell, and what smelled like body odor!  I wanted a first floor room, but told the hotel was booked out for the weekend (this was a Thursday evening), so my room was on the 3rd floor.  By the way, this hotel was not in a great area and the only visible nearby place to get a meal was across the highway.  If I had only arrived before 6pm I could have cancelled my booking at no cost.  So I had to stay there.  I got to my room and found it hot and smelly from the heat.  I had to turn on the AC full blast for it to cool down and get rid of the smell, which took about an hour.  I had hoped to relax that night by watching the season finale of Touch.  Wouldn’t you know, they were having issues with their cable and three of the stations were not working.  Of course, the one I wanted to watch was one of them.  Eventually I feel asleep on the little couch.

Day 3
This was the final day to reach the end of my 1,000 plus miles with many stops for potty breaks, stretching my legs, getting gas, and the occasional meal.  I am grateful to Laurie Buchanan’s blog Speaking from the Heart post about her favorite writing tool, her squishy buns.  http://holessence.wordpress.com/2012/05/22/squishy-buns-my-favorite-writing-tool/    It was just what I needed for such a long drive.  I went to www.gelcoproducts.com and purchased one of their Gel Seats.  What a great product.   It helped me to sit straighter and more comfortably.  And, for the first time after sitting in the car for long periods I did not feel stiff at all when I got out.

Yippee, this was the day to arrive at my real destination…the Rowe Camp & Conference Center in the Berkshire Mountains for the weekend writers’ retreat/workshop.  Registration was 4-7 PM on this Friday, June 1st.  With hors d’oeuvres starting at 6 PM I wanted to be there in time to get settled and join in the networking and snacks J  Do you think it was food on my mind?

I made it up the mountain, arriving at Rowe Camp & Conference Center just before 5 PM.

Entrance to Rowe Farmhouse by Ann Marquette

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I need, and want to continue the story of my recent journey to the writers’ retreat/workshop in Rowe, MA, and return journey, but I am in limbo on this one.     So many other things going on in my life right now, including…

I have been working on my personal transition which includes reading works which inspire and encourage me along the way.  As I read there are AHA moments which I write notes about so I can refer to them later.   One of the blessings from my trip and the workshop has created another positive shift in my transition.

This weekend I bought myself  three small gardenia plants to put in my front yard along the front of the porch.  They produce small, lovely white flowers and a light gardenia scent.  One single gardenia bloom reminds me of a time back in the 1970’s when I had a surgery.  When I woke I was already in my hospital room.  My bed faced the door, and as I woke, standing there in the doorway was my surgeon with a single gardenia in a small paper cup.  It was so beautiful, and the thoughtfulness of that doctor is a beautiful memory.

My Gardenia by Ann Marquette

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Peaceful Place along Reedy River by Ann Marquette

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I need to take several steps back in my life and I will not be posting or commenting on anyone’s posts for a while.  Time to crawl into my space and review my life.  Thanks for all your kindnesses.

I wish you all many blessings, peace, joy, and love.

Tulip

Tulip (Photo credit: sk8geek)

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River Seridó
River Seridó (Photo credit: grungepunk2010)

Thank you God for the many blessings in my life, and the joy that has filled me up as I walked out of past struggles with your guidance.

I live to walk the path you want for me, and need to KNOW only your voice, your whispers to guide my every step, every thought, word, and action throughout each day. Keep me on the right path ~ to step confidently over each rock across the river, over any narrow road, any times where I cannot see where I’m going, and guide me to choose the right way in any fork in the path.

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Valentine Flowers from my brother photo by Ann Marquette

I am grateful for my brother in my life, and it was so sweet of him to get me flowers for Valentine’s Day last week.  His thoughtfulness brought a smile to my heart and joy to my spirit.

Today is Ash Wednesday, the first of 40 days of Lent.  To think about the purpose of this time and where it takes us is a reminder that Jesus died willingly to save us.  I am so thankful for his personal sacrifice for us, and I will continue to strive to become a better, kinder, more loving person.

Today was a lovely, quiet, peaceful, and prayerful day.  My gratitude for all the many blessings in my life could never be big enough, but I try.  I am especially grateful and joyful for all the wonderful people who have been in my life, those currently in my life, and all those yet to come in and sit awhile…or stay forever.

Blessings to all of you.  May you enjoy the photos of the flowers my brother gave me.

Flowers from my brother photo by Ann Marquette

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