Miss Pelican's Perch

Looking at my World from a Different Place


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I Had a Temper Tantrum this Morning

I had a temper tantrum this morning. The usual place I buy my morning cup of coffee was closed.

Of all the nerve.

I had to drive a mile out of my way to get a cup. All the while I was mentally cursing the thoughtlessness of the closed coffee house’s management.

When the caffeine finally kicked in and the fog began to lift, I realized that I was behaving like the first-world, privileged princess that I am.

My priorities began to reorganized and I had a moment of thankful clarity.

 

ljgloyd 2019

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/10/11/rdp-friday-thankful/


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SBRC

 

Life just blindsided me.  The details are not important, but I want to share what I know about my thinking process that is helping me cope with the confusion and insanity that are impinging on my life.

First, I have learned that:  

  • A situation leads to a negative thought.
  • That thought leads to a feeling.
  • That feeling leads to a behavior.
  • That behavior can lead to detrimental physical symptoms or ailments. 

The remedy for me is if I can change my thoughts, then everything else beyond it will change for the better. 

So when encountering a situation, here’s what I do:   

  • I stop.
  • I breathe.
  • I reflect. 
  • I choose a positive thought.  (“SBRC”)

I choose positive thoughts by practicing positive affirmations.  There are lists all over the internet and I google them whenever I cannot come up with any on my own.

Second, for me, negative thoughts are often based on my anger at other people.   Anger is my false attempt to control other people.   Since I cannot control other people, then the only solution is for me to forgive them.   Forgiving is not letting them off the hook; it is me letting go of the anger within myself.     I feel empowered when I forgive since that puts me back in control, not them.  

One more thing, regarding breathing, I just read Yogi Seane Corn’s new book, Revolution of the Soul.  In it she writes there:  “Breathe and everything changes.”  I have found this to be true. 

ljg (c) 2019

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/10/04/rdp-friday-insanity/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/09/27/rdp-friday-confusion/


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On Libraries


I have a love affair with libraries. When I was a child, my father used to take me to the library twice a week in the evenings and I would often walk there on Saturday mornings as well. The library was my refuge against the chaos that surrounded me.

It was the fount of all knowledge and creative inspiration for me before Google, Pinterest, and Instagram. But even in these days of the internet, the library still serves as access for many people to world wide web and the acquisition of knowledge.  This points to the fact that libraries are great equalizers in our society. Everyone, no matter their status in society, in theory, can have access to knowledge.

Libraries often provide free services to those who do not have the means to pay for them: after-school tutoring, literacy and language learning labs, and technology and job-training programs. There are adult book discussion groups. There are child and youth programs: story-telling hours and college prep courses.

Libraries are the holders and purveyors of our cultures and civilization. Thousands of years ago our ancestors sat around campfires and shared the collective knowledge of the tribe with the next generations. Libraries do the same today and we must improve them in areas where needed and preserve all of them at all costs.

Ljg 2019

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/09/18/rdp-wednesday-library/


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Random Words and Runaway Sentences

I did a writing exercise this morning. I wrote a list of 10 random nouns and a separate list of 10 random verbs and then gave myself 10 minutes to write 10 sentences using both sets of words. Here are the results:

  1. A hot cup of coffee teaches me to slow down and savor each moment.
  2. The child wrote out her name using bits of her alphabet pasta.
  3. The worn out magnetic strip on her ID card could not be read by the scanner.
  4. You’ve heard of “pillow talk”? On that cold morning, the couple engaged in a little sweater talk.
  5. How do we listen to the incessant war drums pounding in our hearts?
  6. A wrinkled scarf sits on her dresser top where she tossed it the night before.
  7. Her old-maid reading glasses look up and meet his slick, stylish sun glasses.
  8. They shuffled the conference room chairs, badgering the too small tables.
  9. The color of the antheriums run juxtaposed against the dull, peeling wallpaper of the room.
  10. The vase she set upon the fireplace mantle was like a praise offered up in church.

The sentences are awkward, but the point in writing them is two-fold. First, it helps me to employ nouns and verbs in new and hopefully vivid ways. Second, these sentences can be a jumping off place for other, more solid writing. The sentence can be pared down, re-arranged, flipped over, allowed to run wild and even thrown away altogether after it has served this purpose.

This exercise is adapted from one that is in Writing Down the Bones, page 147 of the pocket edition.

ljg 2019


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Cleaning Out the Sludge

Last night around midnight I tossed and turned, puddling up in my sheets because it is still too wretchedly hot and humid. Finally, I got up and for some odd reason I felt like getting one of my favorite writing books off the shelf, Writing Down the Bones: Freeing the Writer Within, by Natalie Goldberg.  I did not attempt to read it, but I put it aside to pick up and peruse this morning.

In ruffling through its pages this morning, I was inspired to post about the wonders of this little book. Then I faintly recollected maybe having done that already. In searching my archives, I discovered that I had written about this book way back in February of 2013. I was astonished to read what I wrote:  how this book was propelling me write in my journal 10 to 20 minutes a day–every day.

I must admit that the discipline of writing so much every day had escaped me years ago.  The sad truth is that I am a writer who has not been writing. It is no wonder then that my thoughts and ideas have become a jumble. Writing helps me sort things out — even if none of it ever meets the eyes of any reader.

So, this morning I got out a composition book, my favorite black felt-tipped pen, set the timer on my phone to 5 minutes and answered the basic question “How do I feel today?” My answer is not repeatable on a family-friendly blog.  I think that I am not writing because I got a lot of muck backed up inside of me that needs to be cleared away.   Journaling clears the sludge like running a rotor through a blocked sewage line.

The point I am trying to make here is this:    I wrote today for five whole minutes and a bit of the toxic backwater moved a bit.  That’s huge.

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If you would like to read the post from 2016, it is here:

ljg (2019)

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/09/16/rdp-monday-jumble/