Lessons

My 9 to 5 has been giving me some lessons the past few weeks. Not bad things, just reminders.  A few months ago I was again moved into a certain position that I generally try to escape as soon as possible.  I have made up my mind I want to stay in it, if allowed, for the next three years until I retire.  The lessons relate to my maintaining detachment.  I always fuss at my co-worker friends about letting others elicit an emotional response from them.  My line is “if you are having an emotional response, either positive or negative, you have lost your professionalism”.  The business I am in requires such behavior.  It is far too dangerous otherwise.  I let more than one someone get me agitated when I should not have let it bother me.

Another recent lesson I have experienced (but not fully learned) is to just keep at it. I have started walking again.  It is still hot and the bugs are still buzzing and I can’t get to it as many days as I would like. But, I am going to keep at it.  It matters to me to do it.  It makes me feel better to walk through stress from the day and work out my sciatic nerve pain.  Better sleep is a major bonus, too.

I am keeping at my house. I got some chores caught up. Still have more to do.  I want to get some extra stuff out of here.  My dilemma comes with our daughter’s profession.  As a second year theater teacher, her prop room needs development.  I have some things for the prop room stacked up ready to deliver.  But, she lives an hour and a half away.  So, I just keep piling and moving the piles.  I will keep at it until I get things delivered to her.

This past weekend, we were blessed to participate in the Beth Moore simulcast at our church. I read her latest book, Audacious, last month. I am reminded again to keep at developing my relationship with Him.  I am not a holy roller at all.  I deeply love Christ.  I am a born-again believer.  But, I am a work in progress.  I can’t imagine how bad I would be if not for the tempering of the Holy Spirit.  I am pretty rough even with His influence.  It’s not about me, though. It is about Him and His love for me.  It is about Him using me to love others for Him when they can’t see Him.  I wish I was better at it.  I wish I wasn’t so easily agitated by some things.

I have a few other lessons I am trying to teach myself. I hope he can be patient with me while I work out some more of them.  Most of the time he notices without comment.  I have to be careful to not take the lack of comments as disapproval.  Sometimes he does comment.  I have to be careful to not take the input of comments as disapproval. He is the one with whom I always want to have a positive emotional reaction.  But, I am shy when it comes to him.  I am still afraid of disappointing him.  That seems silly considering how many years we have been married and how well he knows me.

I will keep at it. Learning and growing and maturing.  Like our bull pines, I will have to weather more storms and drop limbs from time to time.  Living and thriving means I will need to keep at my lessons.  Some I will learn the first time through.  Others will take many tries to learn.  Still others will require I keep at it till He calls me home.

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Dinosaur

I think I am officially a dinosaur. Our daughter says I am not.  I feel like one.  So many things going on the world of pop culture today about which I am clueless.  I hear catch words and try to remember them long enough to write them down.  I have to write them down if I have any hope of getting to my computer to look on line for an explanation.  She says I am not a dinosaur because I am still interested to know about things even if I don’t care to participate.  I appreciate her generosity.

I have been dabbling in some additional social media sites. I am trying to figure out Twitter.  I can follow and unfollow. I can like. I can look at links. But, I don’t know how to re-tweet or initiate a tweet to someone correctly or how to tweet back at someone.

I have been working on figuring out Tumblr. I like that it is similar to Instagram but has the blog connection often lacking on Instagram. I love Instagram, of course.  Just lovely photos flowing along for the most part.

Pinterest is great and very familiar. I maneuver in it just fine. I enjoy it.  Not being one who can just pin and pin without reviewing what I have pinned, it becomes work sometimes.  I like to edit and resort and delete.  I confess I use secret boards more often than the public boards.  Just because it is a tool I like to use to sort out ideas and focus intentions.

I want to upgrade my WordPress to a dot net. I think that will be my birthday present to myself.  It was less than twenty dollars for the year last time I paid attention.  I have aspirations to create a specific logo for Raining Orchids. You know, tee shirts, hats, stationery.  Ha! Ha! Just for fun.  Additional creative flow.

Still, one of my favorite things to do when I want to be quiet and still is to color. I have one of those new adult coloring books and map pencils.  That is okay.  But what I really like is my bag of Crayola crayons and my Disney coloring book.  I bought it years ago and am slowly coloring each page in order through the book.  The bright colors, the smell of the crayons, the soothing rhythm of rubbing the wax onto the paper all work together to create magic for me.

To each his or her own. I like the technical world of social media.  And I love the innocent world of crayons and coloring books.  Just because I do.  Not going to analyze this.  Just going to savor the moments.  Dinosaur or not, I am still exploring.  Still asking questions.  Still learning. Still loving life. Not yet a fossil.

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