Noury's Creative World…

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.

Here we are…Again. We’ve been through this process every January 1st since I can remember.

We think there’s a magical wand to scratch the old and wand in the new. The problem is that we don’t have the foggiest idea of the little package of the “new” means. Oh yes, we make lists and lists of things we are going to start doing differently or just begin a new page in the book of our lives. Ha! One thing is what the ridder of the donkey is thinking, and another things is what the donkey is thinking.

I’m doing good and very grateful that I just reconnected with an old friend. Hi Lucy! Really, our spirits are the ones that connect or reconnect, because we are these beautiful spiritual beings that we fail to recognize most of the time.

Had a revelation this morning while making my bed, that a miracle becomes a miracle the moment we believe in that miracle happening. Not one second before or one second later. This has totally changed my thinking about praying for miracles. Miracles live in our minds and the acceptance that we are one with our God. He’s and has always been with us 24/7.

Well, let’s continue to be blessed, healthy and believe that miracles are happening every minute and every second in our lives. Thank you God.

Amen!

It is that beautiful time of the year. We sing happy Christmasy tunes, feel elated and joyful just because. Any good warm, fussy-because will do. So go ahead and chime your favorite song. All I want for Christmas is a good start.

I was reading this sentence in a book. “We are not here to just endure some meaningless crap and then die. Wow! What a provocative statement. Then, my so smart mind and brain came up with the following.

We are here to be joyful , accomplish what brings us satisfaction and joy. God created us to be an expression of his intelligence, resourcefulness, beauty and contentment. He is always willing and ready to assist us in our good nature endeavors. He’s never stopping us or putting limits unto us. Only we do and most of the time we just do that.

No limits and no sorrows. Only happiness and joy come from our loving God.

Merry, Merry Christmas.

Hugs and much love always.

Well, well, and another well. Laughing to myself. Hope all you 5 people who read my humble blog are doing well, feel blessed and are grateful for all your blessings.

Here in the Florida Peninsula, since last time I touched base with you five, I have moved twice. Sold a condo, rented a condo, and bought another condo. When you are at this stage in life, 76 going on 77, you don’t owe explanations to anyone. Oops, forgot. Yes there is someone I explain everything all the time during the day. God. I wouldn’t take another breath without saying thank you to Him.

My novel writing is like, let me see how I can express it. It has been and it is a work in process. I enjoy thinking about it, writing some while I watch this Turkish soap opera, and sometimes get up from bed after midnight to write down any idea that interrupts my sleep. Yes, I do that. Not easy, but I know if I don’t get up and write down the idea, it’ll go into a black hole in the universe to never return.

Also, I welcome and deal with the cup of crapola that life brews for me on a daily basis. No escape from that one. I read in a good book that problems are like questions that need an answer. I ask my wonderful Heavenly Father all the time to give me a light to find the answer to my so called questions.

Well, my quota of typing words is coming to an end.

May you continue to be blessed, healthy and so very happy.

Many hugs,

Hola! A few months, yes it has been a while since I write something for my own entertainment. As long as I type it and then re-read it, it’s good enough for me. At this stage of my life, my concerns float just around myself. Except when I’m visiting my two precious grandchildren. Then, it’s all about them. They’re so smart. Brilliant.

Now to the business of this moment. Was reading one of my postings from 2011. I was a good damn writer! I was surprised to read such a treat I had created myself. Big ego, you may think. You’re mistaken, I do have a humongous ego. It’s good for the soul. Now go with your thinking and figure that one out. I’m cracking up. It’s so wonderful when you so much enjoy your own sense of humor. Trust me, it’s a good thing.

Where I’m going with this? Don’t have the foggiest idea. I just thought I had to type something to bring this blog into 2025. Kidding, 2024.
Much happiness and blessings to whoever reads these lines. Blessings are so very good. Trust me. Talking from experience.

Hugs,

Listening to a podcast a few minutes ago, was so liberating. Let me explain.

Sometimes people that are floating around in your life could be, if you allow them, big downers and make you feel, all with your consent, like crap. They don’t even realize you’re feeling like poop. It’s all an inside job.

In this podcast with this wise woman, she was quoting someone that said that if you are not slaughing it out in the arena like I am, you have no understanding of how I’m walking my life and therefore you are wasting your time to issue an interpretation as to your perception of me as an individual, and what you think of me and how I’m doing at this stage of my life. Wow! That was a long sentence. When you get to be 74, call me, and we’ll check on you and how is it working for you.

Bottom line is, how you interpret or think about me is a reflection of you at this time in your life. But as the saying goes, no one is perfect.

Everything is constantly changing, weather, stuff, relationships, so are we. I’m such a dumbass, always holding on to things, that according to me, should be this way or that way. That’s a recipe to keep you at the mercy of other’s opinions about you.

I feel so liberated! My life is wonderful as it is and I’m an amazing woman with great and beautiful accomplishments in my life. Others have said this to me before, but only now I receive it. It’s a great feeling.

You can try to kick my ass, or whatever is left of it, but before you do, take a look at yourself first.

Ta ta! Blessings, always.

I’m reading a book titled as above mentioned, Trust the Process. Why? It’s supposed to help me understand, as the artist that I am, why most of the time I am avoiding writing the story in my mind.
It’s not easy to transfer ideas circulating all the time in your mind, into the screen of your computer. Yes, it sounds like excuses and more excuses.

But I’m learning that sometimes, that pause is necessary and the timing is just right, because the story takes a sudden change or turn in the turning of events.

Also, let me mention that I take the title of this book is meant to be Trust God. I know with all certainty that I’m always divinely guided by Him. When stuff doesn’t turn out right, I interpret to mean that I took the wrong turn and I need to recalculate, just like a GPS.

Life is wonderful and amazing, if we surrender to the process. Meaning God.

Amen! Try it. You may be pleasantly surprised of how things turn out.

Stay happy and blessed. Always.

What do you do when the muses are constantly making fun of you? You just join them. If you cannot defeat the enemy, join them for a while to plan an attack. Easier said than done.

My other so ambitious self has come up with an strategy. Don’t write one novel, no, that’s too insignificant. You must also write a novella and a novellita. A tiny novella. I’m so bloody creative. I’ll do anything to not take my some commitments so serious. But, hey, every citizen of Idiotville must always have a bag full of excuses. Let’s continue with the story, but..It’s not freaking easy!

Had to stop to check Mr. Dictionary. Hassle of the craft for me. English, second language. I could use that as another excuse, but that’s too lame.

I just thought, if I can engage in writing to create this post, why not take the same approach to write the novel and her cousins. Ah, but there’s another issue. I’m learning to use Scrivener, a program supposedly to make my writing career easier. Ha! I stay away from Scrivener for Dummies as if it had a contagious disease.
I do have a so marvelous and wonderful life, where I can sit and write this nothing to talk about stuff. And take lots of selfies. That I like. It’s so exciting to find new lines and wrinkles. To think people from China read this. Amazing. Ni hao. Hello in Chinese.

Stay so happy and blessed until we meet again to catch up on my nothing to do with my time, but stay in touch through the magic of technology.
Chao, au revoir, hasta la vista!

Yours truly,

P.S. Some prolific and serious writers take sometimes 10 years to create their masterpieces. I have seven left. Tic toc. Shut up!

Going back on track to reviewing my life, my goals and my accomplishments. Yes, goals are to look forward to the future, accomplishments are to look at all the goodness of our trails of the times gone by. They are all amazing, because in every new and old experience there’s a sense of adventure.

I have taken it upon that instead of goal setting for the big things I would like to accomplish, acquire or have, I’m setting my goals for daily mundane things that are the echelon to accomplishing the major ambitions in my life. (Where is that dictionary I bought with the sole purpose to be next to the computer. Need to check on meaning and spelling of “echelon.”) Well, I had it right! Touchdown! Something to be excited about. We take for granted so many things. One of them is celebrating the little things as enthusiastically as we do the biggy ones. Sorry, autocorrect, biggy is going to stay biggy.

I think that in the small essay I have already typed is the essence of what’s going on in my life. All goodness, all blessings and all positives.

Yes, there are sometimes some big stones trying to block or stop me on my trail, but no dice. The one above, hope you know who I mean, but just in case, I’m referring to my Creator, is always by my side and in my mind, sort of like my GPS, always scanning my territory to keep me going in the right direction.

Why the hat? Where I write this blog, in my sunroom, there’s so much glare, that I wear this hat to cover my eyes from the bright light. No makeup, just a la naturale. The real me. Well, some light editing in the picture. I never said I was perfect. Lighten up!

Removed the image with the hat on. Too much Al naturale. So this one instead is better. Celebrating a friend’s birthday at my place yesterday.

Many blessings to you and may every day of this 2023 be exciting and thought provoking.

Hugs,

Yours truly