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Recalculating

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I told you it was beginning to look and feel like fall in my neck of the woods. See the mist that hangs in the air. This was taken last evening shortly before sunset. It’s brisk out this morning and requires a jacket. brrrrrr

You know that little voice that speaks up and changes the flow of your journey in mid-stream? No I’m not talking about the lady in your GPS system; I’m talking about that inner voice that says “hey your going the wrong way.” Do you know her? I have one of those but the trouble with my guide is that she frequently says “recalculating” but doesn’t explain where I’m supposed to be going or how I am to get there.

I’m on this creative journey and there are so many things I wanna do (like make a photo journal) and places I wanna go (like somewhere on the other side of the ocean) but there never seems to be enough time or money for any of it. I envision my life as this infinite thing with time and space for everything but I am a realist and know the reality of that dream. One of my goals is to live to be 100, so I can experience all the changes in society and yes, so I will have time to do everything imaginable. Life should be simple and one’s heart should be content with simple things but I’m just not that kind of girl.

My mind wanders, my curiosity leaps, as my heart yearns for more. What makes us simple or complicated and how can some be so content in the place they are standing, no matter how dull or insignificant it may seem? Perhaps their system isn’t equipped with that annoying little GPS-like voice that says “recalculating” every time they take a wrong turn or deviate from the path.

My map is complicated and the roads don’t have names. There are so many destinations that I haven’t met, but intend to, in time. I’ve walked through fields of flowers and the sidewalks of Times Square, I’ve enjoyed the essence of sea-spray on my cheeks, and climbed mountains in Montana, I’ve swam the Great Lakes and sailed in a boat ten miles across the Atlantic ocean but I know there is so much more just waiting to be discovered. My guide sometimes speaks in a foreign language and I have to do my best to interpret her message. So far this journey has been worth every moment but where is it taking me? Maybe I don’t I need to know that answer. Perhaps I should close my eyes and enjoy the ride, with ups and downs that sometimes mimic the thrill of a roller-coaster? I could raise my arms and scream at every turn. I should ignore the voice that says “recalculating” and press on.

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I’m still trying to tame little Willow (I just don’t know when to give up). We’ve made a connection but she still won’t let me get close enough to touch her. I want to run my fingers through her fluffy coat in the worst way. Isn’t she beautiful?

(If you don’t have a GPS in your car and are totally confused with my post or the comparison I’m making, let me explain. Most GPS systems come with an audible voice that will say something like this,” in 300 yards/meters turn left on route 66″ and if you miss your turn, this voice suddenly interrupts with the word “recalculating.” She then sends you on a detour to regain your place on the intended path.)

Well, not only do I have  that voice as part of the GPS in my car I also have a similar voice that lives in my head and frequently tries to keep me on the right path. The problem is, I don’t know where she’s sending me and I’m not sure why I can’t make a few side trips here and there. Can anyone else relate?

Here’s a youtube video of the system that lives in my car (not my head).

She’s a little annoying, isn’t she?

Well, I’m off to get some editing done and pics listed in my shop. Didn’t I say I was going to do that yesterday?

Recalculating!

xo-jj

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August 6, 2009 Posted by | confessions, me, photography | , , , , , , , , , , | 9 Comments

A tail of two kitties

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It all started one afternoon as she was sitting at her computer diligently working away.  After hours, well maybe only one, of grueling work she took a short break and peered out the window. What she saw beyond her office space was very interesting and almost shocking. It was the head of a cat on the body of a rabbit or so she thought, at first. This intrigued her very much and her curiosity lead her to follow the poor creature to his home in the woods. He was wet and hungry and seemed so alone. So of course this city girl, living on the edge of an animal preserve, befriended the beautiful creature and feed him left over roaster chicken. (That’s right he ate better than many Americans in this struggling economy.) The word (roaster chicken) spread through the kitty hood rather quickly and what started as one, became many.

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This city girl- gone wild, thought she could save them all. So she locked the poor creatures in her garage where she could feed and care for them. She attempted to tame the wild beasts (who were miserable by the way) and find them suitable homes but after a few bites and numerous scratches, and an estimate from the vet for almost $500.00 to spay/ neuter and vaccinate the lot, she set them free. She felt terrible, just like a failure but then she put her human thoughts of controlling nature and the pet population aside. She began to really observe these creatures for the very first time. She watched them run and jump at butterflies, stalk little birds that were bathing in her birdbath and romp and wrestle with such glorious freedom. There was so much love and happiness in that little pack, how could she crush their spirit and try to mold them into what she and society thought was right. Perhaps her heart had been in the right place  (didn’t want another kitten to meet it’s demise)  but maybe, just maybe her mind was not in line with what was truly in the best interests of the wild beasts, who so desperately wanted to remain together and are only truly happy when they are free. Who should decide? Who makes the rules?

At the risk of becoming the neighborhood cat lady this city girl continues to feed the beasts kitty food with the occasional gourmet treat of left over seafood or chicken… and down the rabbit hole she went. This whole adventure has been so, so tiring and cause for a very long nap.

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xo-jj

July 29, 2009 Posted by | Hello Miss Manners, me, Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , | 5 Comments