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| 6 Masa'il 164 B.E. - Sunday, December 16, 2007 about 6:27 PM PST My membership is upgraded for another month. I waited until the last minute again before attempting to get enough gift points to pay for an upgrade. This is the third or fourth time in a row that I've did this. I said the last time I did this that it was the last time. All right, that's one of those famous last words quotes that never get printed. I am going to attempt for this to be the last time though. It just takes something out of me to stay up late and do reviews. I did win some gps on contests I entered so it wasn't strictly reviews. I'm getting to the point where I like to take my time with reviews. I have to do at least one review after I post this. Today was a catch up day because of all the reviews, but it's been a weird and confusing day. When I woke up this morning the central heat was on, I worried until it went off the it wouldn't go off and the electric bill would be twice or three times higher. The air went off of course, but I was fully convinced that I'd somehow broken the air unit when I turned it down. I suspect that was the results of doing so many reviews one after another.As I wrote that I'm laughing. It sounds silly and funny to think I could break the outside unit by turning down the thermostat. I just finish posting two items one was Santa's Senior Moment to Flashes of Lightning, I entered that in today's Daily Flash Fiction challenge. The other was Humanity Past, Present and Future, that's an Eintou poem. |
| 2 Masa'il 164 B.E. - Thursday, December 13, 2007 about 11:39 AM PST Blessed is the lover who walks the path of the Beloved unperturbed by the stones and thorns strews across the path. Blessed is the confidant one who places her worries in the hands of God without attempting to take them back again. Blessed is the joyous one who laughs through the tears she is shedding. Blessed is the writer who can focus on writing when everyone else around her is complaining a blue streak. Blessed is the miserable one who sings the songs of gratitude instead of the lamentations of the sorrowful. Blessed is the coffee bean who changes the conditions the environment of stress instead of letting the stress change her. Blessed is the one in pain who raises on a cold morning to intone the praises of the Creator. Blessed is the distracted one who doesn't let the distractions interfere with her work. Blessed is the one who loves spring and summer, while writing in the cold and pain of autumn and winter. Blessed is the irritated one who doesn't yell her irritation at the person causing the distraction. |
| 1 Masa'il 164 B.E. - Wednesday, December 12, 2007 about 4:14 PM PST This is how the story goes (I think there is an e-mail going around with the story in it). A woman was having a great deal of test and difficulties. She went to her mother and told her she wanted to give up. Her mother took her into the kitchen. In the kitchen the mother took three saucepans, put water in the pans and then added a different item to each pan. In one the mother put carrots, in another an egg and in the third ground coffee beans. Then the mother turn the stove on and the water in the pans boiled. After the water boiled, the mother told her daughter to inspect the contents of the sauce pans. The carrots, which were hard before the water boiled, were soft. The outside of the egg hadn't changed but when the daughter took the egg shell off the inside of the egg had became hard. The mother poured the contents of the pan with the coffee gounds into a cup. The coffee grounds hadn't changed, but the water had changed. All three items were subject to the same stress, the same tests and difficulties. The carrots became soft, egg became hard on the inside, but the ground coffee bean had changed the boiling water. So I want to be a coffee bean and change my situation, my tests and difficulties. |
| 16 Qawl 164 B.E. - Friday, December 7, 2007 about 5:40 PM PST It beginning to look like Christmas in Las Vegas. I haven't been to the Strip or the Fremont Street Experience, but in my neighborhood it's looking like Christmas. Across the street two of the houses have put up dozens of light and lawn decorations of Santa's, Reindeer and other Christmas themes. I haven't driven up Burnham toward Charleston to see the yard that's always decorated, but we're going to do that soon. Today it felt like the arctic express run right through our neighborhood. The wind blew, bending some of the trees over double and kick the power off for a couple of hours. I have to reset the alarm clock and remember to get batteries for its back-up the next time I go to the store. It's an odd sized battery so I may have to go to Lowers or one of the home improvement stores. I haven't been to the malls so I'm haven't seen their decorations, but I have been to the bank, Albertsons', Food 4 Less and the 99 cent only stores. They have decorated windows and Christmas music playing. The red kettles are out and there are more places in town letting them stand in front of their stores. Yes, it's beginning to look like Christmas in Las Vegas. Normally this time of year we drive around town looking at the decorated yards, but this year the only place I'm driving to see decorated yards is my neighborhood and on the way to Feast. Next week is Feast, it's going to be held at the Baha'i Center on West Oakey, so I'll drive up Oakey. The majority of that street is residential and most of the yards are decorated. I'm going to try to drive to the Ethel M Factory in Henderson. They have a decorated cactus garden and give tours through the candy factory. At the end of the tour everyone gets a free piece of chocolate candy. After all, it is chocolate candy and gas prices appear to be going down. The last time I got gas it was only $2.99 9/10. I think maybe we can afford to drive to Henderson and back a couple of times. We're suppose to go to my nieces in Henderson on Christmas. |
| 14 Qawl 164 B.E. - Thursday, December 6, 2007 about 10:54 AM PST "The victory of success is half won when one gains the habit of setting goals and achieving them. Even the most tedious chore will become endurable as you parade through each day convinced that every task, no matter how menial or boring, brings you closer to fulfilling your dreams." — Og Mandino: Author, The Greatest Salesman in the World. This is a good quote for me to remember today or any day. I'm working on the setting goals part. My problem is discouragement. I get discouraged especially when I'm working on a goal and realize I have to stop and do something else. For the past nine months the stress and difficulties piled up. I'm not sure whether things are getting better or not. Maybe I just want the situation to change over night and it doesn't. I've set goals. I'm working on achieving them. I keep working toward the goals. I keep working on the goals and my negative self-talk keeps telling me to just give up. Perhaps I'm making my life more difficult then what it actually needs to be. This morning started out good, even though I didn't get up as early as I wanted. Now I don't know how things are going. I think as soon as I finish this I'll get off line for a while, say some prayer and do some housework I've decided to give up hope of every getting any help with the housework. I'll just do it without complaining and hope I have time to write afterward. Complaining doesn't do any good and it only makes matters worse. Complaining focuses on the negative. I need to focus on the positive. Today is a full day, so I have to sweep the kitchen before we leave the house. I have to pick up some meds, take Mom for a blood test, get gas and stop at the grocery store. I suppose I should check the bank accounts before I leave, but I'm not going to do it. I'll check when I get back home. I think my victory is half won, but I want it to be fully won. I'm impatient and everything is moving slowly. I keep thinking that I'm missing something somewhere that would help, but I can't see what. |
| 13 Qawl 164 B.E. - Tuesday, December 4, 2007 about 11:38 PM PST I'm a sexagenerian. I've blogged on this subject before, but I like the word and I like being one. Dictionary.com defines a sexagenerian as "a person from sixty to sixty-nine years old." My birthday is on Christmas Eve - December 24. I was born in 1946. My favorite author is H. P. Lovecraft. My favorite prayer is The Tablet of Ahmad revealed by Baha'u'llah. My favorite Christmas Carols is We Three Kings. The past nine months have been so stressful that I feel like I gave birth. My on line handle is a combination of the meaning of my middle and first names. My favorite scripture from the Old Testament is the 23rd Psalms. My favorite scripture from the New Testament is the Sermon on the Mount. One of my goals for the coming year is to enter a Slam competition. My favorite cake is chocolate with chocolate frosting and chocolate ice cream. My favorite liquid is coffee with chocolate in it. My favorite pie is rhubarb with French vanilla ice cream. My favorite food is prime rib with raw horseradish. My favorite vegetable is creamed spinach. I was born in Blackwell, Oklahoma. I live in Las Vegas, Nevada. |
| Dawn cold and damp settles in my bones - is it age or just the time of year; Every year brings the next world closer to me - was the person in my dream last night my father or my grandfather both now living in the world beyond; Coffee's aroma fills the house with pleasant memories of my grandfather and my father; Every morning the light of dawn strikes the center of my garage bright and joyful; My birthday is coming - is this why the memories of Christmas past keep slipping into my thoughts; Birthday wishes haven't started coming in yet, but it's only the 3rd of the month, still I hope that someone besides my mother remembers; Every year brings a new adventure - 2007 was the year of stress and birth a new me is being born from the stress of the past nine months; Red the color of danger and spiders aren't in my dreams - I keep dreaming of money, of receiving money. Note" I think I'll take each thought individually and develop it into an essay or a poem. |
| 11 Qawl 164 B.E. - Sunday, December 2, 2007 about 7:39 PM PST I feel guilty because I was born on Christmas Eve. I feel guilty because my birthday took away some of the magic of Santa Claus from my brothers and sister. I feel guilty because it was selfish of me to want to have my birthday special instead of having to share opening gifts with my brothers and sister. I got a birthday present and they got to open one Christmas present each on Christmas Eve. I feel guilty because they stopped believing in Santa earlier than the other kids. This is as a result of my having a birthday on Christmas Eve. I feel guilty because my birthday is on Christmas Eve. I think I'm going to explore this a little further in my off line journal Writing My Spiritual Journey. |
| 7 Qawl 164 B.E. - Wednesday, November 28, 2007 about 9:15 PM PST I'm excited. Today I accept two opportunities from PayPerPost.com and managed to get them both posted before midnight Eastern Time. That means I can accept two opportunities tomorrow (November 29) without a problem. I didn't know writing an add would be so exciting and fun. I enjoy each one, I'll know in a couple of days if they're accepted. I'm not worried about that because I an always make the changes requested and resubmit the entry. The only time I have ,more fun writing something is for a contest on writing.com. I love writing.com and I'm going to have to write some blog posts about how much I like it. Right now, however, I'm going to attempt to get some sleep. If I can't then I'll get back on writing.com. |
| 5 Qawl 164 B.E. - Tuesday, November 27, 2007 about 8:00 AM PST I'm not going to beg for food or anything like that. No one is going to see me standing on a street corner with a sign that says Will Work for Food. If I do stand on a corner with a sign it will say Will Blog for Links. I need other bloggers to link to my off site blog Poet 999's Thoughts about Writing and Other Stuff http://poet999writingthoughts.blogspot.com/. This is a mix genre blog. I do PayPerPost ads on it and right now it has a tack rating of 3, I need to bring that rating up. I'm going to I'm going to ask people in the yahoo groups I belong to if they would link to that blog. I'm still working on other ideas to get links, but right now this is the only one that prayer has given me. I'm going to attempt it and see what happens in the next few weeks or months. |
| 4 Qawl 164 B.E. - Sunday, November 25, 2007 about 6:05 PM PST Thinking about the sounds I hear in the kitchen, Hinges creaking and doors slaming I've come to realize that cats and closet monsters make the same noises; Not that I've ever actually been introduced to a real live closet monster - Going through memories of my childhood, I remember having one Seamore was my closet monsters name. Thinking back to my childhood, I don't remember being introduced to Seamore, He just appeared in my closet one Christmas Eve morning, And I'm sure he didn't say his name was Seamore: That was the best birthday present I every received. Given some of the circumstances of my childhood One can only wonder why Seamore was such a warm and cuddly guy. Because Seamore didn't like living in dark enclosed spaces, Until he came to live in my house Most children just screamed when he tried to open the door, Perhaps that's why he liked living in my closet, I left the door open. Indeed, Seamore wasn't the only monster that lived in my house, Not that I'm going to discuss the other monster (the real one) at this time. There are closet monster like Seamore He was my friend Every night he would come out of the closet to make sure I was all right. Now I miss Seamore I think I must have out grown him Getting him back again would be difficult, if not impossible However, I am considering writing a story about him The Friendly Closet Monster Seamore. |
| 1 Qawl 164 B.E. - Friday, November 23, 2007 about 6:25 AM PST As much as I dislike going out on Black Friday, I'm going to have to go to the store today. I need to get batteries for the garage door opener, laundry detergent and dryer sheets. I have no choice because I can't close the garage door without batteries in the opener. All right, I could close it manually, but that takes a lot of physical stamina which I don't have right now. I have enough laundry detergent to do three or four more loads (I think) and then have a sample that will do two loads, but that's it. I may as well get the laundry detergent and dryer sheets since I have to go for the batteries. I'm either going to Lowe's or Food 4 Less to get the batteries. I'll check at Food 4 Less first and see what the batteries cost. I know I can get that size at Lowe's, fortunately both stores are close to the house so I don't have to drive very far. |
| 19 Qudrat 164 B.E. - Wednesday, November 21, 2007 about 9:11 PM PST A - Apples B - Baha'u'llah C - Coffee and Chocolate D - Dawn on a cloudy day E - Evergreen trees decorated for Christmas F - Frogs' legs G - Grape Soda H - Hobo stew I - Ice cream J - Jingle Bells K - Kisses L - Lovecraft, H. P. M - Mystic Poems N - Naw-Ruz O - Old movies P - Prayers revealed by The Bab and Baha'u'llah Q - Quiet time R - Roses S - Storms with lightning and thunder T - Thanksgiving, Turkey and Thankful Thursday U - Useless knowledge V - Virtue Cards W - Washing machines without wringers X - X-words I can use in Alphabetical poems Y - You folks here at writing.com Z - Zebra |
| 18 Qudrat 164 B.E. - Wednesday, November 21, 2007 about 2:16 AM PST I learned the word Xenophilic today. I wrote a Acrostic poem in response to a challenge. Each line of the poem had to be one word and begin with a different letter of the alphabet. I didn't want to use Xenophobia because it didn't fit the poem. I encounter Xenophilic by accident when I misspelled another word in dictionary.com. Xenophilic appeared among a list of possible words and being the curious writer that I am, I looked it up. Xenophilic refers to attraction to strangers or foreigners, a very intriguing and useful word. |
| 15 Qudrat 164 B.E. - Sunday, November 18, 2007 about 3:58 PM PST Elder's Meditation of the Day - November 18 www.whitebison.org "Power is not manifested in the human being. True power is in the Creator." --Oren Lyons, ONONDAGA You can feel it in the morning sun. warm echoes from the world beyond the Great Spirit's power manifested through the rising light of a new day. Autumn's chill enhances the thrill as morning prayers reverberate through the silent house, as bare-feet touch the cold tile floor the heat of God's love penetrates the chilled window pane. |
| 14 Qudrat 164 B.E. - Saturday, November 17, 2007 about 12:48 PM PST Meditation on stress and the holiday season How much different could this stress be from ordinary day to day anxiety? Life is a sampler of nervous tension! It’s a miracle that the individual, despite the constant hassle and worry of daily survival, remains sane and doesn’t leap off the nearest mountain thinking she can fly. Yuletide trauma is only an annual strain. Spruce trees chopped off at ground level tend to die in increments, one needle at a time releasing their scent into the air and perfuming their own tombs. Each tree merrily decorated succeeds in making only twelve days of winter stress free and memorable for a few young children. |
| 11 Qudrat 164 B.E. - Wednesday, November 14, 2007 about 2:25 PM PST I found out where all my sweaters were. Ever since fall begin I haven't been able to find my sweaters. I thought they were in the chest of drawers, but I couldn't find them there. I found them today. All this time they've been in a dirty cloths basket in my bedroom. They were with cloths I just hadn't gotten around to washing. Today I decided to catch up on as much of the laundry as I could and I found the sweaters. It's a good thing I found them because I'm planning on keeping the heat down as much as possible. The last bill was $144.00, if I can keep the heat down and wear sweater I might be able to catch up on the power bill before summer and I switch to the cool air. |
| 3 Qudrat 164 B.E. - Tuesday, November 6, 2007 about 11:38 AM PST The holiday season is upon us and my Grandmother would be appalled. I went to WalGreen's yesterday to pick up a perscription and they had the Christmas Tree up and decorated. Grandma didn't decorate the Tree until Black Friday. On Thursday we'd have Thanksgiving Dinner and then on Friday morning Grandpa would buy a live Tree. Us kids (OK I know that isn't proper gramar) would go with him and help pick out the tree. We'd bring the tree home and decorate it. Even after she bought an artificial tree, Grandma didn't put it up and decorate it until Black Friday. Starting on the Saturday after Thanksgiving Grandma would do her Christmas shopping. The Christmas cards always went out the week before Thanksgiving, but she didn't start buying presents until after Thanksgiving. The only thing my Grandparents bought on Black Friday was a Christmas Tree and groceries. We had to stock up after Thanksgiving. |
| 1 Qudrat 164 B.E. - Sunday, November 4, 2007 about 10:15 AM PST It's the first day of Qudrat, which means power. It's the first day of the 13th Baha'i month and I've decided to start the month off right by updating my blogs. I have four blogs - two on blogger.com, one on withing.com and one on Yahoo 360. One of the blogs on blogger.com - http://poet999writingthoughts.blogspot.com - I'm trying to make money off so I post ads there about every other post or so. I'm not sure how this is going to turn out because I've just started it. The other blog - http://poet999.blogspot.com - I'm attempting to make money off of, but I'm not postings ads in the entries. I've arranged the priority of the blogs so that I post to them in order of priority. That way I know I at least get one post published in a blog. This is the 3rd blog I've posted to this morning, I got started late today. I'm going to have to post earlier each day. The next blog I'll post to is the Yahoo 360. Yahoo is going to be moving that blog about the beginning of 2008. I'm looking forward to see what the new format looks like and how it works. |
| 16 'Ilm 164 B.E. - Tuesday, October 30, 2007 about 9:19 PM PDT Midnight is approaching and I'm sitting in a chair updating Snow Melt. I haven't made an entry since October 25. I'm a bit sad, not on the verge of tears, just not happy or over joyed. I'm on the verge of a transformation. I'm moving from one phase of life to another. My out look has changed in the past few months. I became aware of the ways I'm selfish. I became aware of the ways that I reflect the spiritual to the world. I don't reflect enough of the spiritual aspects of my personality. In the past week or two I've seen some of my prayers answered, while other go unanswered. I've found that the answered prayers weren't the answers I wanted, but the answers I needed. Midnight approaches and this is the last week of daylight savings time in 2007. Halloween approaches, the Day of the Dead approaches and I can't sleep. I can't sleep and so I update blogs or review or do surveys. Midnight approaches and at midnight Pacific Daylight Time I'll stop whatever I'm doing and say the midnight prayer written by 'Abdu'l-Baha. After I say the prayer I'll either go to bed and attempt to sleep on a pillow or I'll stay up. Right now, however, I think I'll go put a cup of coffee in the Microwave. |
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