Daily Archives: November 3, 2015

The Colors of My Life

Every season brings with it its own kaleidoscope of colors blended together to paint the earth  in hues ranging from the ice silvery white of  Winter to the new greens of Spring to the pinks, yellows, and blues of Summer, to the garnets, golds, and corals of Autumn.

Spring and Fall are my favorite seasons. The new growth of Spring and Gaia sending the earth to its Winter slumber with a myriad of colors that no box of crayons could ever hope to capture. I find it highly amusing, or not, how my favorite seasons are always kicking me  in the hiney with allergies. There’s always a price I guess. LOL

Everything seems to be going in warp speed. There are days which go by and aside from the blustery wind, I could not tell you if the sky was grey or blue. At times I forget to stop and breathe. We all need to put the breaks on from time to time. Life will get away from us if we don’t. It’s important that we notice the everyday little things as well as we do the major events.

Winter is coming. Too fast. Too soon. Before it gets here, however, I plan to enjoy the artistry of nature. I hope you do too.

Until next week….Happy Reading!




Rainy days & Mondays…

I listened to Karen Carpenter sing it for years. It was a long time before I understood the meaning. Some of the lyrics still hold sway;

Talkin’ to myself and feelin’ old
Sometimes I’d like to quit
Nothin’ ever seems to fit
Hangin’ around
Nothin’ to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

What I’ve got they used to call the blues
Nothin’ is really wrong
Feelin’ like I don’t belong
Walkin’ around
Some kind of lonely clown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

I’ve felt this a lot lately, like no one is listening, no one hears what I say, or that what I say doesn’t fit. Luckily, ‘quit’ isn’t in my vocabulary.

It’s no accident that my logo is a Rhinoceros.

open magic book, stories and educational stories floating

Rhinoceros is a business philosophy I learned ages ago. More and more it’s an author philosophy too. Focus, drive, charge…run it down no matter what it is and don’t give up until you get there. Most days it works. Other days, not as much.

On days like today when I feel particularly beaten, I remind myself that there is only one goal. There are many routes to accomplish it, but there is only one ultimate goal and the only one keeping me from it, is me.  It’s one of those things where it would be easier to compare myself to others in similar situations and gauge my success, or failure, by theirs. It is a fool’s errand. No one is walking the same steps I am. Their focus is not on my feet, nor should mine be on their path.

Someday, when I look back, I want to remember days like today. I will own them then, as I do now. They are part of how I will become what it is I am supposed to be. These are the days that I found the chinks in my armor and filled them with gold so that they will shine brighter for the flaw they expose. I do not want to get to the end of the road and wonder how I came to be where I stand. No, I want to look down and the haggled, weary, journey-ravaged me, a spider-web of gold crisscrossing the expanse, and know that I” am how I arrived. By my work, by my words, by my efforts.

For now, there’s another spot to mend and another thread of gold to add to the tapestry that is my journey. It’s a wild mess right now. I think that’s how it’s supposed to be.  -Sav