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 Gratitude breaks the spell of Writers Block |
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Staring at a blank page is like staring into a snowfield. The snow, untouched by civilization and unmarked by living creatures, blinds you for a few minutes, it glistens reflecting subtle shades of pure white and rainbows at odd angles. If you stare at the snow too long, you get lost in the interplay of light and shadow. As the day wears on, you become awestruck at the beauty of the snow's perfection. You marvel at the way an oak tree cast its ebony shadow across the pure white snow. You watch the tree's shadow change, grow and shrink, as Earth turns and the sun moves from morning to evening. If you stand out in the snow too long without moving, you risk snow bite or freezing. If you are fortunate, a red fox will walk across your line of sight. The fox will leave his footprints written in the snowfield. As you watch the fox move, the spell holding you in one spot staring at the snow is broken. You are free to go inside out of the cold and out of danger. I must say, writing 500 words a day isn't difficult, unless I'm attempting to write on a single subject. On Monday, October 28, 2013, I began posting my weekly goals at "Weekly Goals"  . On Tuesday, October 29, 2013 I began keeping track of may accomplished goals in this journal."O SON OF BEING! Bring thyself to account each day ere thou art summoned to a reckoning; for death, unheralded, shall come upon thee and thou shalt be called to give account for thy deeds." Bah'u'll'h The Hidden Words of Bah'u'll'h, Part I.'From the Arabic, #31, page 11 'Heinlein's Rules for Writers Rule One: You Must Write Rule Two: Finish What Your Start Rule Three: You Must Refrain From Rewriting, Except to Editorial Order Rule Four: You Must Put Your Story on the Market Rule Five: You Must Keep it on the Market until it has Sold' Robert A. Heinlein It is enjoined upon every one of you to engage in some form of occupation, such as crafts, trades and the like. We have graciously exalted your engagement in such work to the rank of worship unto God, the True One. Ponder ye in your hearts the grace and the blessings of God and render thanks unto Him at eventide and at dawn. Waste not your time in idleness and sloth. Occupy yourselves with that which profiteth yourselves and others. Thus hath it been decreed in this Tablet from whose horizon the day-star of wisdom and utterance shineth resplendent. Baha'u'llah, Tablets of Baha'u'llah Revealed After the Kitab-i-Aqdas, Pages 21-29: gr 32 I changed the way I did entries in this book several times. Beginning on March 21, 2018 the entries will cover the topics of spiritual, inspirational, and religions. However, the genres it will be under are Women's, Inspirational, and Spiritual with a tag of Religious. |
Istiqlál (Independence), 2 Jamál (Beauty)), 147 BE - Friday, April 28, 2017 CE "This is the day whereon the Ocean of God’s mercy hath been manifested unto men … the Day in which the clouds of His bountiful favor have overshadowed the whole of mankind. Now is the time to cheer and refresh the down-cast through the invigorating breeze of love and fellowship, and the living waters of friendliness and charity." Bahá’u’lláh1 This week I managed to accomplish all the goals I listed on "Weekly Goals" Added following to "Invalid Item" Chapter 8: Pet hi-jynxLion had never chased a bird before Until the day he escaped through the open sliding glass door. He chased the bird into the house, As if he were chasing a windup mouse. The bird flew into the living room And hid behind the drapes In an attempt to escape. I took lion into my bedroom, I herded the bird out the front door, When I Lion out of my room He spent the rest of the day Behind the drapes sniffing the living room floor. It's been a good day. Yesterday I downloaded an app to my smartphone that gives me access to the Baha'i Prayer book. I found a prayer for Ridvan in it and I said that before I went to sleep last night. I slept good and got a lot of rest. Earlier yesterday I called my sister about the rent money I needed and she sent me a check. I don't like taking money from her for the rent. She doesn't live with me. She has bills of her own, but the money I'm getting is going to have to go for the brakes. I also have to pay as many bills as possible. Enough of that. Now that I have access to prayers with my phone, I can say them anytime I want without turning on the light. Interactive Stories I'm committed to adding chapters.
I still have three Prince tribute poems to finish before May 30. I may or may not get them finished this weekend. I'll have to check song #14 out to see if I can think of some ideas. I finished the poem for "Stormy's poetry newsletter & contest" and submitted it today. I started that poem yesterday, but couldn't think of anything past the first line. This morning it was easy to think of a first stanza. I think the best thing for me to do with I can't think of what to write is to say some prayers and maybe let the poem lay overnight. I also thought of a title for the third Ridvan poem I'm writing.Footnotes |
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