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Exploring the Possibilities

Oooooh, those 18th Century Writers! August 16, 2010

“Pleasure is very seldom found where it is sought; our brightest blazes of gladness are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks.”

Samuel Johnson, 18th Century English writer

Samuel Johnson knew….he knew about the ‘push me, pull you cycle’ which when released, frees up all manner of ease.

(He was an erudite man indeed, writing not the first dictionary, but one considered the most complete to date.

When I consider the ‘first’ dictionaries known to man…. I’m thinking SURELY there was a tablet in stone somewhere long ago with conjunctions and words worth remembering….or those Philistines’ looking for just the right retort or ardor-filled phrasing in a sparring with their neighbor, the perfect harangue.

Even more interesting is the picture I see of this person practicing their phrase for the heat of battle.

Just considering.

Let it come. Bring it on. The good, the blessings, the unexpected gifts, be they words, gestures, romance, good health, a surprise trip, idea, prosperity or just plain good news when you were poised to manage the worst.

Bring it on I say, bring on the good, bring it on.

And then perhaps, I consider, it is all good.

Some moments just FEEL better than others.

BB Webb


I Feel the Earth Move… June 24, 2010

….under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down,
tumbling down….

Those words were in my head soon after I awoke this morning. That and the memory that I’d dreamt I tattooed some emblematic design all over my face, a big blotch of blue on the right side, which I was happy I could cover with my hair. I remember there being a meaning behind it all….something with regard to Man Ray’s line in one of his paintings, ‘abandon of the safety valve’.

Dreams blow me away…mine do anyway….I wonder WHERE these images and thoughts COME from. I like it.

But, I’m not a tattoo kind of person…I prefer being more a chameleon, my colors changing as I do….clothing, jewelry, body shape and whatever attitude suits me best are better for me.

But this tumbling, not a bad sort of tumbling, but a rather good one. There is a shift occurring in my life just now….it reminds me of a chasm. Perhaps you are feeling one in your life as well. You may have to sit quietly to really notice, take some time by yourself.

I felt the need to look up all the meanings of chasm, (my mother taught me the love of both the dictionary and more importantly the thesaurus, both which I am delighted that I can now access speedily online).

chasm   [kaz-uhm] Show IPA
1. a yawning fissure or deep cleft in the earth’s surface; gorge.
2. a breach or wide fissure in a wall or other structure.
3. a marked interruption of continuity; gap: a chasm in time.
4. a sundering breach in relations, as a divergence of opinions, beliefs, etc., between persons or groups.

I resonate with the ‘a marked interruption of continuity; gap: a chasm in time’ definition. There is an air, a breeze bringing in a new way perhaps of viewing the world. Epiphanies are always, in my estimation, accompanied by a lovely breeze, IF we’ll but notice.

And so, and so, much like Carol King’s word, there is a tumbling down occurring. We are only as bold, aware, intelligent, loving, forthright, clever, compassionate as we’ll imagine we can be.

I am finding my groove, and that’s something for me to determine, move into and establish. And, it has something to do with the thinking I will or won’t allow in my life.

The Grand Canyon is a worthy example of design, space and creation. A soul (I’m talking all our lifetimes) takes time to establish itself, to orient, shift and create who it is meant to become.

And with that thought I wonder also, with that new discerning space, how I might begin to shift the very things which work to move me outside this new groove….when I become frustrated, overwhelmed, so very disappointed or sad?

A new groove is like having corrective lenses and I know about that. Each day I’ll need to apply my ‘contact lens’ no doubt.

For, when the earth moves, I move too and everyone around me. We may soon be looking in one another’s eyes…the shift can be that grand.

Hold on. Yes, hold on!

Nickelcreek MIGHT know. Only the curious have something to find!

BB Webb