You can change the world… one week at a time

(Photo by William Earl Thornton)

This morning I was reflecting on the past week and decided to share  my thoughts.

I have a friend who is a veteran, a Desert Storm survivor. We talk on the phone about once a week and I am always amazed at what he has to say. I usually listen to him, intently, about his experiences and his life today. He talks for a few hours… trying to sort it all out. I fully understand why we should pay more attention to the services provided by our veterans; we should take care of them.

A co-worker was expecting divorce papers after being separated for 6 months, and to his surprize, she told him she wants to work on their marriage instead. He is nervous, and excited about it. It’s a difficult journey, but worth it.

I notice people at the grocery store. Are they happy, sad, angry or numb? Do they smile? Are they unaware of others around them? I wonder what is going on in their lives. The people with frowny faces that smile when they see you in the next isle. The tourists loading up their carts and double-checking to make sure they have everything for their vacation in Big Sky. The people you make a point of avoiding, fearing their negativity will jump into your cart. The focused merchandisers that are frantically restocking the shelves. And I try to pick a lane where the checker seems pleasant, regardless of the length of the line. It’s a joy-killer to get a nasty checker. (Although, I am sure they have a reason for being grouchy.)

My daughter has cystic fibrosis and tried the new miracle drug, Orkambi, a few years ago but the side-effects were too drastic. Last week at her clinic appointment, the doctor prescribed another new drug, similar to the one she tried before, anticipating better results and fewer side-effects. CF is a terminal illness, so you can imagine the joy we experience with the advancing medical technology.

I talk to my my Mom on the phone about once per week, and we text almost every day. My parents are both still alive, and reside in Arizona. They are genuine and I am blessed with their guidance every day.

My son finally dealt with a haunting court situation that has been dragging on for 5 years and has caused him thousands of dollars in bail money, and several months in jail. He is getting a new start, I hope he embraces it.

I talked to a couple of friends who seemed stuck in certain areas of their life; relationships, financial, careers and personal acceptance. I mostly listen and ask questions. I take a turn sharing my quandries, and we usually we both walk away with a new perspective on life, and a rejuvenated sense of acceptance and love.

I dated a man for 4 months last summer, and he disappeared on July 27th. I tracked him down to a jail in Colorado. I wrote him a letter when I found him three weeks later… our letters crossed in the mail. His letter started “I’ve written this letter a thousand times…” Over the  past 7 months we have been corresponding via letters and a few phone calls. My friends ask me how I can be so compassionate towards him. It may be hard to understand, but there is a connection that I can not explain. During these 7 months, I experienced every range of emotion possible from manic highs to clinical depression. With my realistic approach and encouragement, he is on the road to recovery and rehabilitation as he opens up and is able to write about and accept his past. He is up for parole in May.

I am writing a memoir about my experience with this mysterious man, online dating, relationships, acceptance and self-realization. (Blah, blah, blah… I am trying to come up with a unique book description.) My goal is to publish it in June 2018 – “A Shoebox House”.

I attended a workshop sponsored by “9energies” that is dedicated to helping people understand themselves and others. Amazing organization. Bozeman is growing at a rapid rate and since I am a native, I am not always fond of the increase in population. A lady at the workshop shared her feelings about about how wonderful Bozeman was and how much she loves it here. She said she found peace here. It changed my viewpoint and I am thriving in a new perspective.

My 3 dogs are my buddies and my daily saviors. They love me unconditionally and greet me with enthusiasm.

These events are all miracles to me. Many other miracles happened… I am keeping those treasures also.

What happened in your week? Were you paying attention? What were your miracles?

Thank you for reading my post,

Rhonda

 

 

 

It’s the little things…

I texted some of my friends a photo of a page stamped with my new “Copy” stamp for work this morning.

It said, “I am so excited about my new ‘copy’ stamp! It’s the little things…”

One of my friends commented “Cool! It is the little things. That’s why I love you.”

Awwww… my heart warmed.

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I know, it’s silly. Put some fun in your day! Use your imagination and create your “it’s the little things” kind of life.

Short & sweet,

Rhonda

(The featured image is from a hiking adventure last summer in Sourdough Canyon, Bozeman, MT.)

The Bird Nest – Waiting for Spring

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This family of birds picked special twigs and streams of bark to construct this nest in the tree behind my house, and its only about 4 feet from the ground. I’ve peeked at new cats walking on the fence-tops in the neighborhood this winter, so I’m hoping that this treasured home will survive.

Enjoy your day…

Rhonda

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ARE YOU MOODY?

I imagine your friends and family can help you with this one… 🙂

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Other than the normal awareness we all have for ourselves, mood rings are a resource for the spiritually related individual. Mood rings were invented in 1975 by a jewelry designer and a physician, and they sold $1 million worth of them in a three month period. Of course, there is no trick, and it’s not based upon your emotions; it’s based upon your temperature.

My mood ring is normally green, which represents harmony and stability. Mine also has 4 tiny stars on it that glow in the dark- it’s actually pretty cool. A friend bought them for each of us while on a trip to Jackpot, NV – including my Mom. They wear theirs all the time and I sometimes feel guilty when I don’t have it on around them. Silly, I know.

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Here are my renditions of the colors descriptions:

RED – 1: A hot night filled with passion after a romantic evening with fine food an cuisine. Hearts racing with anticipation of a sensual kiss.
RED – 2: The exhilaration of downhill skiing with the powdered snow whispering with every turn. Adrenalin surging through each muscle and organ… excitement explodes!

ORANGE – 1: Grandmother welcomes you into her home and offers you a plate of fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies. Her house is warm and inviting and vibrant.
ORANGE – 2: A fuzzy welcome mat on the patio with 10 puppies bouncing at your feet yearning for attention.

YELLOW – 1: A happy baby smiling, blowing bubbles and reaching out to be held. (Or winning the lottery.)
YELLOW – 2: Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz skipping down the yellow-brick-road.

GREEN – 1: A walk in the forest with pine trees and green, lush foliage surrounding a small green meadow with daisy’s, daffodils and lilies.
GREEN -2: Piles of cash stacked up in your 200 foot yacht while you cruise around the world.

BLUE – 1: The waves of the ocean crashing gently as your toes sink into the white sand. It’s quiet and peaceful with only the songs of sweet birds playing a gentle melody.
BLUE – 2: Soaking in a hot tub, drinking beer and eating potato chips while watching TV.

PURPLE -1: “Fifty Shades of Grey”
PURPLE – 2: “Fifty Shades Darker”

BLACK – 1: Gliding down the blacktop in your sleek, “attitude black” Maserati, and the horsepower displays its charm as a midnight stallion playfully catches your attention for a race…
BLACK – 2: Bat Woman

WHITE – 1: All creatures great and small when they can exhibit unconditional love.
WHITE – 2: A snowflake

BROWN -1: A Golden Retriever greeting you at the door. Better yet, a room full of Golden Retrievers.
BROWN – 2: After the first date and the other person says “I just want to be friends”.

So… that’s my life… what’s yours? 🙂

Thank you for reading and visiting my post!! (That makes me “yellow.”)

Peace

Rhonda

OH NO! I ate too much during the Holidays!

Who likes fruitcake? Thankfully, there are many other goodies available during the holidays!

Are you concerned about over-eating this Christmas and New Years? The good news is that home-made goodies are in abundance, and that minimizes consumption of the boxed foods that contain… who knows what.

Don’t tell yourself “It’s hard not to gain weight during the holidays”. Why? Because you will gain weight. You need to be specific. How about… “I am going to let myself gain 2 lbs during the holidays” or ” I am not going to gain weight during the holidays.” (I admit, that’s a tough one.)

Stay positive.

Next, don’t tell yourself that you ARE going to gain weight over the holidays, that’s a sure-fire way to set yourself up for failure if you are managing your weight. Set goals instead, keep the concept reasonable and attainable. Food is in abundance and it is very tempting. Before you leave your house for a party, set your limits. For example: I am going to try 6 different things, one of each. I love the sweets, so I am going to select which three I want to try. Do the same thing at home, every day. (Pick your own quantities.)

And for goodness sake, watch the alcoholic beverages and pop. Most cocktails have between 100-300 calories per drink; may as well eat snickers bars. Apply the same goals to your drinks.

So… you say you don’t want to disappoint or offend your host/hostess, and other appetizer contributors. It’s a valid concern. Here’s a solution:

Fellow party attendee, “Did you try my sugar cookies? It’s my great grandmother’s recipe.” (Now there’s a guilt trip.)

You, “Those look wonderful! I saw several people enjoying them. It’s amazing that you still have your great-grandmother’s recipe. Do you share the recipe? If there are some leftover, may I take a few home with me?”

At this point, the attendee been redirected, and probably hasn’t even noticed that you haven’t tried any. You’re off the hook and sticking to your quantity goals. You may want to rehearse a few appetizer side-stepping replies on your own, be creative.

Don’t let an obsession about gaining weight keep you from enjoying parties. I also highly recommend limiting your alcohol intake for other reasons… our judgement is not at our best under the influence of the inhibition destroyer. Watching what you eat and drink can also help to avoid indigestion, bloating, discomfort, flatulence, embarrassing situations and hangovers. And don’t forget about the infamous sugar buzz!

Now, you are armed with self-confidence, a positive attitude, a rockin’ ugly sweater or cocktail dress/suit, and a bright smile.

Out the door you go…

Have a great Christmas and New Year!

Thanks for visiting my post!
Peace,
Rhonda

 

Santa’s Helpers – Majik – Bentley – Alix –

                                                         MERRY  CHRISTMAS!

Majik santa hat

I rescued Majik (above) from a high-kill shelter from San Bernarndino, CA, in 2014. I live in Montana so it was a 1,500 mile trip to bring him home. I had followed him on Facebook for a few weeks and he was scheduled to be euthanized the day I had him pulled from the shelter. I don’t know why they are called “shelters”… they are more like pre-death cells. Majik is a German shepherd and Rottweiler mix. He has a mighty bark and raaarrwww, but he is a love-bug by nature. 

Bentley santa hat

I rescued Bentley from Idaho Falls where he was living in foster care, but was in danger of being returned to the local shelter. His life started off with his sister, in the care of a young lady. She was unable to keep them and gave them away. NEVER do that.. as a matter of fact… don’t get a pet if you can’t keep it for life. Bentley’s sister disappeared, and he was found in a box outside of the shelter, covered with dirt and mud, terrified. Bentley is a chihuahua mix. He still has some “issues”, but he is a funny little guy, and I love him

Alix Santa hat

Alix (female) was a gift for my Daughter from the Montana Hope Project. It was truly a selfless gift to ask for, Alix has brought our entire family so much joy for almost 13 years. She has lived a charmed and loving life, as all pets should. We love her tongue, quirky pug ways and hope that she will be with us for another Christmas.

Thank you for joining me at my post… I appreciate it!
Peace,
Rhonda