Faith and Beliefs

While watching the moon last night from my lanai, I pondered about God.
Then this morning I was reflecting upon my thoughts last night when I was looking at the moon with the sky on the background. Then the big question arose. Why we look at the sky when we think about God? Aren’t we supposed to be a creation in the image of God? So the way I interpret it to be is that God is within me. I’m His creation and part of Him. I’m not separate from Him. It reminds me of the scene in the Bible about the disciples being in a boat with Jesus and a storm brewed out of nowhere. Isn’t life just like that? Storms are always brewing out of nowhere all the time. But instead of focusing on our God within us, we focus on the storms. We forget who we are centered on. With Him within me, I can face the storms that just pop up out of nowhere. Always. This gives me immense calm, peace and confidence in believing that if God is within me, nothing can be against me. With my God I can face storms today, anytime and tomorrow.

As the saying goes, life is super good. I didn’t say perfect. Did I? That’s the key issue we forget.

I believe that anything or anyone that comes my way it’s always going to be for my benefit and to help me to experience this thing we call life. To grow as an individual and to be stronger in my beliefs and faith. It’s not easy, but always doable.

When I’m faced with a challenging situation I always say, hey God, give me a light here, because I cannot yet see the blessings with this thing. I pause and surrender the whole stuff to my Creator. Then, as if by magic, eventually things start taking place and accommodate themselves. Things don’t always happen as I thought they should, but as they should happen. Period. Let’s always focus on our Creator, not the storms. Easier said than done. Don’t I know that.

May the grace, blessings and abundance of God’s presence be always with us.

Hugs and blessings,

Brutally hot July 2026

First, Happy 250th Birthday USA!!!

At a lost in the process of thinking and writing. Doesn’t happen often, but now is one of those moments.

Bummer, been having too many snacks and my stomach and I are having a serious interchange of words. Stomach is winning. It means I’m not in a good place right now.

This is what happens when you’re stuck between a delicious piece of cake and your ruling negative consciousness.The not good for you stuff is being kicked around.

Can you tell I’m making this stuff as I go? Life is fascinating. You can make of it what you want. And right now I really want that piece of cake.

Sayonara ! Maybe August will fare better in my creativity department. I hope so.

Until the cows come home, please be your better self.

Then what happens …the end. This is courtesy of my precious granddaughter Juliette.

And I shall return.

Hugs and blessings.

Curating my life and my space…

Watching this much younger woman on YouTube, probably 40 years younger than me, I felt as if a neon flashlight bulb was turned on inside my brain and my mind. Even at 77 there’s always so much room for improvement. I may say probably that’s what keeps me going, and makes me think and sometimes feel as if I’m mid thirties. Kid you not. I selfie that picture just a few minutes ago today after coming back from my Sunday walk in highly humid Central Florida. Another day in Paradise. Those paintings in the background are my attempt to paint abstract art. I have many many more all in display in my space. Definitely not curating any of them. They stay put.

Oh yes, this blog is all about curating, meaning for me, eliminating what doesn’t fit or suit me and my lifestyle anymore. This is already feeling like a fun and endless project. Let’s do this!

Best place to start is my mentality. Sometimes this “little old lady” self-talk is a downer and this definitely needs to go. Need to find the right phrase to substitute for that issue. Next one, my closet. Oh my goodness! I take stuff out all the time. Meaning to say, I bring stuff in all the time. It’s a revolving door in that area of my life. It brings me so much joy to change and update my look. I love 100% cotton sundresses. I feel free and flowing with the wind. When there’s some breeze. Also, some sandals with a kitten heel. Era of stilettos is over. I’m on the preppy side of style and shorter than usual skirts or dresses. I’m so petite. Need to show more flesh. Neck lines are getting lower and hems are getting shorter. C’est la vie!

I’m adding a new exercise to the routine ones I do while coffee is percolating. It’s called “dead bug.” Supposedly this one will help to flatten my stomach area more. Nothing worse than being old and having a non-flat belly area. If you know what I mean. It’s ok if you don’t have the foggiest idea of what I mean.

By now I hope you get the drift. I am on a curating roll. Things are changing at my digs. All fun. Oh yes, continuing my work on the project of my life. My great American Novel. I decided to enjoy the process come what it may. No hurry for anything at this stage in my beautiful life.

My dear ones, go eat the cake and buy the shoes. In other words enjoy your amazing life. Only one we got. And the clock is ticking.

Grateful, always, for all my blessings.

Be blessed. Hugs,

I happily welcome May into my blessed Life!

This is a wonderful time of my life! I’m still breathing, laughing, counting all my gazillion blessings and I get to blah blah again.

What should I bring to the table today? Well, I have surprised myself again in the writing of my Great American Novel! Yes, my gracious muses are at it again. Changing plots every other day. My main character, Kris, told me recently that if I keep changing stuff, by the time I finish the novel, she won’t be a hot looking babe. She’ll be a little old lady, just like myself. Oh dear. When your characters start complaining, you better wake up from the bimbolandia land of procrastination.

Pressure, self-created stress. Still loving all of it.

My dear loving reader, thank you again for stopping by and may you continue to be happy, grateful and blessed.

Hugs,

Not on a roll anymore…well, I’m always on roll, not so my team

What do you do when your team is not going for the championship anymore? If you are like me, your ego gets hurt a lot, a whole lot. You feel nauseated, wanting to put your face under the sand, in other words, feel miserable. For a good number of hours. Then, pick yourself up and think about how the team players must feel. Then, there was a shift in my pity party. I started to ask the Lord to give them the strength to face the loss. Just a basketball game you tell yourself. But, it is March Madness and you want your team to go all the way to the championship. Next year. You tell yourself.

Then, you go and get a croissant and a late and stuff your face with it. Notice something different in this post? The absence of my picture is evident. The hair and face are moody, so no good pictures to share today. Losing is not an easy thing.

Enough! There are more important things in life. Really? Yes, have to acknowledge your pain, but enough is just plenty enough. Now back to the drawing board to being my happy, obnoxious beautiful old woman self and continue writing my novel. Have to add plenty romance to compensate for the “loss.”

My dear readers, may you continue to win, ha!, be blessed, beautiful and happy. Always.

Hugs,

I’m on a roll and so is Duke!

We are still playing! The madness continues. Nerves get nervous. Sometimes my heart gets out of whack. I love this time of the year with so much trepidation. It’s ups and downs. Just like life.

I’m posting more than usual, because, oh well, just because. Sometimes we shouldn’t have to explain a thing, or two.

Next week we’ll be bouncing the basketball again. It’s getting more intense. But, I’m enjoying the days in between and wearing the stuff out of my Duke t shirts.

Isn’t life just marvelous when all I have to be concerned is if we win or lose. Winning is fantastic, losing, shoot, is very hard to take. I can only imagine the team players. They are so courageous to leave it all on the floor to give us happy moments…or not.

May next week bring all of you blessings and many joys.

And winnings for Duke!

Be blessed.

Beauty and Poetry in Imperfection

Listening to a talk on Japanese Rules for a peaceful home, I thought everything discussed applied to the interesting process of aging. The sad part of it is that we don’t recognize it as such.

There is beauty even in the process of breathing. Changing abruptly to a kind of related subject matter, recently when I got up and thought about the 10 minutes or so I do stretching exercises, I really didn’t feel like doing them that day. Then the voice from above that rules my life said to me in my own voice, hey, missy, what do you think if your heart or your lungs say one day, “we don’t feel like doing what we are supposed to do today.” What do you think will happen? No more blogs and stuff and no more nothing. Meaning, cremated. Period. Face to face with the Creator of all things. Tough moment.

Well, now going back to the beauty and poetry and imperfection, yeah, it makes me look at things with a new and refreshing perspective. Appreciate people, stuff and things thinking about their patina. Looking at the good stuff in everything. Not easy. But doable.

Today’s input from my Wisdom Central. Today has been a great day. Getting too warm though. But I thought I loved warm. Another thing to ponder on as I continue my road to more exciting happenings in my beautiful, blessed and wonderful life.

May you continue to be blessed, joyful, grateful and happy. Of course!

One more win!

Hello March!!! So elated to be able to see another March. Looking forward to the Madness it brings with it. Stressful too if your team does so so. But the excitement is off the charts. Last night we won. Proud fan.

Now that’s said and done, let’s have our cup of philosophy for a few moments.

This morning I was thinking about how many neurons need to be activated just to get out of bed. Having said that, imagine the rest of your day. Our creator wasn’t playing dice when He created us and the universe. Said Einstein. Modified by me. Hope you get where I’m going with this. It’s all about gratitude. The rest is just gravy. Always think abundance, not lack. It makes life more amazing than what you think it is.

Let’s hope for the best for our teams and let’s pray for a festive and joyful “Road to the Final Four.”

Go DUKE! Obvious…

Everything about love…

To love or not to. There lies the question. On this day, St. Valentine’s, we shower people we “love” with flowers, gifts, food, yes, food is elementary dear Watson. So let me go on, today, as every day, I just had breakfast, my usual, coffee with milk (cafe con leche) and corn flakes. I’m a happy Valentine’s Day gal right now. So, I have an important decision to make, should I wash my car or go for a walk. Decisions, decisions. It’s still a bit chilly to go out right now and wash the car or go for a walk to Mead Botanical Garden. So the decision is standing still.

Let’s go back to the issue of this day. Love, love and love some more. I have always felt loved, in the past by my loving husband, now in residence in Heaven. He was very special to me. He will get me flowers and a present, which I usually will return to the store, but he was ok with it. One day he told me, he just will go out and put some stuff in a box, anything, because he knew I would take it back. Yes, he was very special. You see, I’m a picky person about a lot of things, and he never asked me what I would like to have as a present. He said he liked to surprise me. Eventually he got used to that the “surprise” thing never worked for me. We understood each other very well. He never took offense. So we used to go out on this day, return the item, got something I really liked and then went out to break bread.

Oh yes, I almost forgot, I have always felt I’m loved, now and always, by my dear God. He has in the past, from the moment I was born, then throughout my wanderings in life in my youth, and now in this very interesting stage. Very interesting indeed. His love never has failed me and never will. That’s the only thing in my life I am 100% certain of. He always has his arms open to love all of us.

I hope y’all have a beautiful, lovely, full of good surprises kind of a day.

Happy Friendship, Valentine’s Day!

This new version of Me…

A letter to my old self:

Dear Me, thank you for holding me through the difficulties in my life. Thank you for your resilience at those times. But now it’s time to let you go and trust God will be my sustaining force. For both my mind and my body. That old version of me is in the past. Enough with just getting by emotionally and physically. I’m moving on to being that version of me God had in mind when He created me. Self-respect and looking up to my God is now all I need.

No more waiting for applause or approval of other humans that are themselves struggling in figuring themselves out. I have taken all of those people down from the pedestal I had placed them on. It was always them before me. Not any more. Only God before me.

I’m looking forward to this new part of my journey. While I realize that many parts of the old me need to die, I also realize that needs to happen to continue with the birth of this new me.

Grateful to my God for this moment of evolvement in my journey.

May the best part of my earthly journey be ahead of me yet.

Amen.