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Seriously? Right.

I just could not be too serious on such a gorgeous day:

 

ljg (c) 2017

 

 

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As If I Didn’t Have Enough to Do…..

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As if I didn’t have enough to do with the full-time day job, other commitments outside of the day job, and my creative endeavors, I got a bug to learn how to play the strumstick after seeing the video below.   A strumstick is a type of zither, similar to a dulcimer.   It looks (and sounds) like a wonderful way to relax and de-stress.    I ordered it yesterday.  It should come tomorrow.     Check out the video to see how it is played and what it sounds like.  Can you tell I’m excited?

 

ljg (C) 2017

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Tangential Resolutions

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So this is the expected, somewhat obligatory, New Year’s Day resolution post.

First let me provide some historical context regarding my process of making resolutions:

Over the years, I have made resolutions only to discard them shortly– if not immediately–after I made them. In other years, I declared that I wouldn’t make New Year’s resolutions because I have such a dismal track record in keeping them. And once I even made a declaration that I would not be bound to making resolutions just on New Year’s Day but rather to make resolutions throughout the year.

None of these strategies were quite satisfactory because I kept forgetting this important fact: Life is unpredictable and is always throwing up detour signs along my way. Sometimes the universe will say “Aha, you want to go that way but I want you to go to that way.”

Sometimes those derailments are painful. This year I had a family crisis that consumed so much of my time and emotional energy that I did not get to all of the activities that I had planned.   In fact they seemed stupid and shallow.  Contrarily, some derailments have been pleasant.  I had resolved to buy a new camera and spend more time engaged in photography.  I never got around to it because of the aforementioned crisis.   Instead, Providence recently dropped a drum in my lap and I have been exploring and enjoying this mode of expression much to my benefit.

Therefore, since life loves to throw wrenches into my plans, I have decided that this year I will incorporate broader boundaries to allow for the tangents my resolutions will inevitably follow.

So here it is:   I resolve for 2017:

  • I will express my creativity on a regular basis in a variety of media and genres.
  • I will practice a healthy lifestyle.
  • I will engage in activities that make my home a comfortable and organized place to live.
  • I will engage in daily spiritual practices to benefit my mental health and fortify my soul.
  • I will strive to mitigate the effects of toxic people and develop healthier relationships.
  • I will participate in activities that benefit others.

I will let you know at the end of the year how this all worked out.

Happy New Year.

ljgloyd (c) 2017

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Over the Hill with Grandpa

vintage-roadI originally wrote this in 2008 but it seems appropriate for the Daily Post’s prompt Eerie……
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Over the Hill with Grandpa

My grandpa told me this story when I was a kid. Most of his adult life, my grandpa worked for the movie studios– MGM, RKO, Warner Brothers. At various times he worked for them as a horse wrangler, grip, and greensman. Sometimes he just did whatever needed doing on the set.

One day, back in the 1930’s, he was asked to pick up a truck in Hollywood and deliver it over the hill to the WB facilities in the Valley. Now Grandpa had a grandfather named James who frequently visited him. On this particular day, James joined Grandpa for the ride over the hill. Back in 1930’s there were no freeways as there are today, and travel to and from the Valley required negotiating narrow, twisting canyon roads. The route they took that day was one of the canyon roads — either Laurel Canyon or Cold Water Canyon Road–I don’t know which.    Anyway, as James sat in the passenger side of the truck, my grandpa began the ascent up the road. James was quiet, as was his nature, but just before the truck reached the top of the grade, James turned to Grandpa and said “You need to check the brakes before you start that downhill grade. You won’t make it if you don’t.”

Grandpa had always followed his grandfather’s advice so he pulled over to the side of the road. He got out and slid under the truck for a look. Sure enough, there was a problem with the brakes, and had he proceeded down the grade more than likely they would have failed and he would have careened out of control.

I don’t remember what Grandpa said about how he got the truck down the hill. I don’t remember because I got stuck on what Grandpa said next about James riding along with him. You see, Great-Grandpa James was dead and had been for many, many years.

ljgloyd 2008, 2016

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/eerie/


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The City of the Queen of the Angels

There is a plaque on Olvera Street that names the city wherein I grew up as El Pueblo de Nuestra Senora la Reina de Los Angeles — The Village of our Lady, Queen of the Angels.

Look at any map and you will see it criss-crossed with streets named after saints: Santa Monica, San Vicente, San Pedro — to name just a few. The names seem to reflect — at least to me– a mystical and transcendent quality of this city.

With Angels Watching

Would it be that all the saints, all the angels, even the Queen of Heaven herself looks down upon this city?

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What would they see? What would they do?

Yes, they would weep over the poverty and crime, over the homeless seeking to make a living.

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And of course they would tremble with us when the ground shakes or the canyons burn.

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Would they rejoice with the whales as they peek from the sea or sing with the coyotes in dark sycamore forests?

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Did they watch over the mammoths in ancient days? Apparently not, it would seem.

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Would they be in awe of the edifices we puny humans have built?

city of angelsWould they curse the traffic like I do?

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Would they hold back the rain but let the snowfall?

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Perhaps they would.

I don’t know what angels think, but I know they are here,

and they watch.

 

Images and poem by ljgloyd (2016)

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/city/

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