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Someone once said… “Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live.”

Impact and Impulse

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(Gazing ball on my porch, reflecting me and my front door- it felt right)

So i took this picture last night about an hour before sunset and it evoked a feeling in me. Well it was more like one of those questioning or pondering kind of things I do when I’m alone. The thing I was wondering about was this- what impacts you and I to do the things we do? Let me make this simple… what is it that makes you act on an impulse one day but play it safe the next? I am very impulsive most of the time, especially when shopping- definitely not a good thing these days.

 I get in a certain mood when everything just feels right and then watch out because I’m ready to try almost anything. But what is it that makes me feel this way? I think it’s sometimes the right music, a seducing scent like Jo Malone’s Pomagranite Noir– can’t get enough of that- or maybe vintage colors that are warm and just melt one into the other, trigers it.  Yeah, it’s that allure thing again.

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(Bougainvillea vine on my cottage deck)

I’m not sure what it is but I know the feeling when something  is just right at the moment and so I act on it. It doesn’t always look or feel the same a little later. But you know when something is right even if it’s only right for the moment. Well this is the story of my life. yes I live for the moment but I love it. My life is one big series of moments just strung together by a crazy thread. Everything doesn’t always fit so nice and neatly but that’s okay. I enjoy everyday some more than others. Everything doesn’t have to make sense, well at least I hope not because if it does then I clearly missed the boat a long time ago. I always have several kettles on to boil, or irons in the oven, so to speak. Sometimes I roll with one for a while and leave it in the dust and then try another for a while. It does get a bit confusing at times but loving what you do is what it’s all about. 

You may be wondering when I’m going to get to the point of this ramble but that’s just it- there is no point- just rambling.

The weather is changing and the birds are chirping- gotta love that- go out and enjoy it!

jj

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April 23, 2009 Posted by | me, rants, Uncategorized | , , , , , , , | 6 Comments

It’s all in your head

 The following story was inspired by an experience I had many years ago.

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She walked softly and dared not speak. Her words couldn’t possibly change his mind about where they were going. It was late summer and the heat index was well over 90 degrees. She felt a drop of sweat starting at the nap of her neck and sliding down her spine just before it disappeared into the band of her cutoffs.  They walked for what seemed like hours and her knees were beginning to buckle when a black ford parked beside them. The door opened and a strange man said, “get in.” She was nervous but somewhat relieved to get out of the mid-afternoon sun. The men inside the car exchanged words but nothing in her native tongue. She listened but didn’t understand. The sun faded as her eyes fell closed. When she awoke there were only shadows and whispers. Her companion was still sitting by her side but everyone else was gone. She looked into his worried face but didn’t dare ask.  Off in the distance the men were having a smoke under a street lamp, a mangy dog ran past and then her door swung open. A man in a black suit motioned for her to get out. She did. He took her inside a brick building, down a hall and  into a room with chairs and nothing else. She sat alone and waited for what she didn’t know. The next few hours alluded her perception and it was morning before she knew it. As the girl looked up she noticed a crowd of people all dressed in their Sunday best. They were huddled around something but what? She had to move closer to take a peek. As the girl approached the wooden box she was afraid of what she might see. It may change everything or haunt her forever, but something told her that she had to look just once. The face was so familiar and caused her knees to buckle. She knew this face, this life, that had now passed. It was someone she had once loved but who?  Her mind was playing a nasty trick of don’t tell because it will hurt too much. She searched the faces on the people that surrounded the box. She listened to the words but still no name…no name. Who was in the pine box? Will her mind ever give it up? Can she handle the truth?

This story was similar to an experience I had when I was young. I witnessed the death of a person I knew and cared about. What followed that incident still amazes me today. The mind will do whatever it takes to protect itself from a painful overload. I did finally remember who had passed away but it wasn’t until after the funeral when I was alone in the shower that my mind allowed the break-thru. I didn’t dare ask anyone at the funeral who this person was because I was so ashamed that I didn’t know. It was one of those twilight zone kind of things. I guess I never realized how powerful the mind can be. I think this gives the saying “mind over matter” a whole new meaning. It’s kind of scary in a beautiful mind kind of way. What do you think?

Sorry for the dark post on such a beautiful day. As I said in my last post I am having problems with my computer again so if I vanish for a day or two don’t call 911, well not unless I get my hands on the boys in the Geek Squad that charged me 200 dollars to fix Mr. Puter. I think he may be beyond help at this point. Sometimes he works just fine and other times he turns on and off every few seconds. Sometimes I just hate technology. Shhhh, he might hear me.

Go out and enjoy the sunshine if you have it- jj

April 23, 2009 Posted by | me, saga | , , , , , , | 3 Comments

The traveling gnome comes home

img_2576The gnome had a great time on vacation. He started out with a drink at the airport bar. This is a must for a relaxing flight. He really likes his tequila but he was very good on the trip. He drank very little but then again who needs to drink when you are on a beautiful island with nothing to do but eat and soak up the sun. I did get some odd looks as I posed him for a few pictures here and there. I was amazed at how many people weren’t familiar with Travelocity’s traveling gnome.

Don’t tell the gnome but… I found a sexy statue that I would have preferred to travel with if only it had been for sale. This sexy man stood on top of a cooler, guarding the bait at Jensen’s Marina. 

 dsc02392-31He is quite the handsome fellow don’t you think? I’m not sure what the old man sitting in the chair next to me thought when I climbed on top of the patio table and crouched under the umbrella to get this shot. Nothing worth capturing is ever easy you know? I must say that I wouldn’t mind having this statue on my computer desk. No I didn’t steal him but just think what kind of romance he could inspire me to write. Hmmmm, yeah it would be steamy. I was tempted to put him in my beach bag  but I am a law abiding citizen for the most part 😉

Mr. gnome did manage to get to the beach and he made quite a spectacle of himself, but how hard can that be for a 2 foot man wearing a pointy cap and boots on the beach.img_2772 Oh yeah speaking of his pointy cap…a friend of mine warned me that the airport security might seize him because his hat looked too much like a weapon. I laughed and guess what? They did pull my bag aside and search it but not before asking me if there were any sharp objects inside.  I said, “Well only one but he won’t hurt you.”  They weren’t amused! Bet you wish you could travel with me. I’m usually harmless but good for a few laughs. Airport employees aren’t generally in the mood for a few laughs so I do behave even after a couple drinks.

I will try to get a couple posts in today in case my computer decides to take a dive. He started acting up the minute I got back from vacation. The geek squad may have some explaining to do about Mr. Puter’s relaspe.

Enjoy your day.

xo-jj

April 23, 2009 Posted by | me, Uncategorized | , , , , , , | 1 Comment