Silence

September 17, 2021,

A friend posted this on Facebook this morning and it spoke to me.   Jean Arp was on to something and we don't even know when He wrote this. (I googled Arp and he died in 1966.   He was a German and French sculptor, artist and poet)  

A THOUGHT FOR TODAY:

Soon silence will have passed into legend. Man has turned his back on silence. Day after day he invents machines and devices that increase noise and distract humanity from the essence of life, contemplation, meditation. Tooting, howling, screeching, booming, crashing, whistling, grinding, and trilling bolster his ego. -Jean Arp, artist and poet ( Sep 1887-1948)

I wonder what Jean Arp would think about the noise in today's world.  People didn't watch TV back then with the screaming commercials.  Computers and Social Media was unheard of.  You Tube and streaming videos were in the future.   

Have you noticed that almost every documentary has to have some kind of background sound running? Sometimes the background noise covers up what the message is about or what they are trying to teach us.  Why? It's one of my hubby and my pet peeves and when we can't hear the dialogue we'll leave the channel.

We need silence in our life. 

 Here is an article on the 7 benefits of silence with a Ted talk included.

http://effywild.com

Jean Arp's paintings  (Sorry for the ad noise in the beginning)

Thank you for reading.

Images by S. Hermann & F. Richter from Pixabay

Thirty Blogs in 30 Days - Day 30

 April 30, 2021 I've blogged every day with a fabulous, creative group of bloggers from Effy's Blog along.  The last time I blogged with the group I struggled what to write about. This time was much easier and more fun.  I would like to continue daily blogging but will I do it alone? I don't know.  I have a feeling it will be easier not to.  Yet this wasn't difficult.
Thank you Effy for providing this for us. I've enjoyed reading the blogs and writing them.

In six days I turn 85.  That's 595 in dog years.  As a child we had no televisions.  We listened to stories on the radio and made up the pictures in our heads. 

  When we picked up the phone to call someone the operator said, "number please" and we had to give her the number we wanted to call.  Our phone numbers were 3 digits.  We had a party line too, where if we picked up the phone to call, the person on the party line might be talking, so we had to hang up and wait our turn.

I lived through a lot of wars and have noticed war has not brought us closer to peace.  Wouldn't it have been wonderful if all the war money had been spent to make this world a better, safer place.  Maybe someday people will wake up. I remember the air raid sirens going off and we had to turn off all the lights and pull down the dark drapes.  My aunt was an air raid warden and would go out when the sirens went off to do her duty whatever that was.

We survived polio through vaccinations.  We survived measles, whooping cough, mumps, chicken pox and now Corona virus! 

I don't have a bucket list.  An astrologer said I would live until my middle 80s.  I'm not afraid to be dead, I just hope I die easy.  My husband is 30 days younger and our astrology charts are similar.  We both have Pluto opposition Pluto. Many people don't experience this because it takes Pluto 248 years to orbit the sun.  So the astrologers aren't sure what we're in for.  Ha ha.  Neither am I.  It does mean complete transformation.  At the same time I have the planet of quick changes - Uranus next to my Taurus sun.  Taurus does not like changes and this Uranus loves shaking up things.  I know what it means but not how it will play out in my life.  Luckily I'm curious.

I took to the computer, the internet like a duck takes to water and I am so glad.   From a childhood with no tv to an old lady enjoying social media, being on zoom, cell phones, online games - what a trip!

What's been my purpose on earth? I'm not sure.  Bravery, courage, my silly sense of humor, showing love, inspiring others, hopefully?  

I have over 60 years of filled journals.  The ink has faded so I can't read a lot of it.  I'm trying to figure out what to do with them.  Keep or toss? I've felt both strongly at times but they're still here. Maybe I should keep them and blog them.  Hmmmm, I don't think so... maybe bits and pieces?

I just found a check my grandfather wrote to someone in July 1917.  

What's next?  I doubt if I'll see world peace in my lifetime.  I believe in reincarnation and if you think about it, the people who didn't believe in Global warming could come back to live in another body in the middle of the aftermath.  

Ok folks that's all for today.  Thank you all for posting your blogs. I've enjoyed reading them. Thank you for commenting on mine.

Hugs and remember your angels love you now and forever...

I Confess - Day 4

They were the magazines our mother's didn't want us to read. So we hid them under things and read them when we were alone, under the covers maybe or at a friend's house?

These were the Confession Magazines. 

I wanted to write stories for them so I signed up for a Confession Writing Course from the Writer's Digest School. I was so excited when my course arrived in the mail.

I didn't own a typewriter so I borrowed one from Mother. All was going well until she found out what I was writing. She insisted I return her typewriter saying, "God doesn't want you to be writing those stories!" I was livid!  But I didn't let her stop me.  My husband was a typewriter repairman and he found me a good deal.

Typing handwritten Confession stories

I sold my lesson that I'd written for class! I remember getting the letter of acceptance in the mail! I was so excited!! I went on to sell about 20 more stories in different magazines.

Some of the magazines that featured my stories

Unfortunately the Confession magazines don't exist anymore. But since we sold all rights we can't sell them again. It would be nice if the publishers released our rights back to us. I'd like to put them into an ebook and sell them again. But I could write more if I wanted and self publish if I wanted. Those were fun times and I moved on to other interests like Astrology, Tarot and Angel Cards. Life isn't boring.