Category Archives: Daily Musings

Editor’s Note

A while back I asked for feedback on whether it would be a good idea to monetize my blog.   I really didn’t feel like doing it.  I like the way my blog is without out the craziness of advertisements.  But I wanted to hear from more of you because a few others had suggested that to me. 

I thank you all for your feedback.  And as you can see, no advertisements have leached, or leeched, their way onto my pages or into my posts.  🙂

Today, I’m searching for something else.  Honest criticism. 

Something about one of my past posts brought about exactly this.  It seems that post triggered this respondent in a way I had not imaged at all. 

I had given a rendition of an experience.  A purely factual account that I believe contained no judgment nor casted any aspersions towards any particular person, persons, groups, or entities.  With the exception, perhaps, of a government entity.  Even then, I only mentioned how that government was hiding its actions that favored the wealthy over the poor.  It did not criticize those less fortunate people.

But much to my surprise, this individual seemed to be reading much more into the language I chose and apparently received a completely different message than I intended to deliver. 

Right or wrong, I extended my apologies.

You see, this type if feedback is quite welcome.  Because it is good to consider if you’re getting your message across.  If you chose the right words.  And if your words provoked other unanticipated feelings.

Everyone enters into this world of words with different experiences, different assumptions, different teachings, different reflections.  Keeping this in mind, the differentiated reader must try to remember that, as a friend of mine most aptly pointed out, I’m relaying, or trying to relay, my story. 

Not theirs.    

Hopefully you all will enjoy my stories, as great or as trivial as they may be.  And hopefully, I will be able to use words to carry you into the diverse facets of those stories so you can see what’s going on through My Eyes.

Now, because feedback is so important to adjusting our directional compasses, I invite you all to register any and all of your insights at any time.  Feel free to be the grammar police.  Or to call out my typos.  Or tear apart my content.  Rip into it!

You’ll not hurt me.

I learned a long time ago when I was publishing through other entities that the Editor’s cuts and rearrangements often gave more power to my story.  Less words added greater dimension. I learned a lot about words through their insights and judgments and seeing which words were tossed into the wastebasket. 

I consider this space of mine to be open to constructive suggestions.  So, feel free to fire away.  Send me your Editor’s Notes, your blue pen strike-throughs, your perceptions and objections.  I’m sure I will learn much from your thoughts as we hike along on these parallel trails in this vast Universe.

In Metta

Photo: An interesting little mining town out West. It is a place where I feel at home. Yet I find myself now doing just the opposite of what I desired just a few years ago. Digging into a place, not pictured, where I never intended to stay. Such is life and it’s practical limitations.

Oh, and a big shout out to NASA and the Mars Perseverance Rover !!!

Shuffling the Deck

It is time to change the layout a bit. 

I can rotate the stories I “post” to the top of my page with “post-it notes.”  And from time to time, I feel like it is time to change it up a bit.  Give the cover a different look so to speak.

This time around, I picked stories or poetry of mine that had the highest number of likes.  This is biased because some of my oldest stories really weren’t given much exposure because I didn’t have as many followers at the time they were posted.  Also, giving certain posts more exposure now at the top of the page necessarily fuels the bias.

Nevertheless, this is always fun.  I’ve noticed that readers seem to enjoy the posts that are really expressive, raw, full of emotion, personal, maybe even heart-wrenching, or conversely inspiring.  That makes sense because people have the desire to feel. 

They want to be touched.

I’ll be back with some new posts here pretty soon, but in the meantime, if you haven’t seen these six before, have a look. 😊

In Metta

Photos: These pics are from a dome-roofed structure on the grounds of the Atlantis Hotel in the Bahamas. I was not staying there as a guest. I was merely touring the place. They have no relation to this post at all, except maybe in the context of seeing new things, and being fun 🙂

Besieged

To begin with, I’m not going to be talking about the recent, failed, siege of the US Capitol.  The title of my post was chosen long before the attempted coup, so it’s sort of coincidental in terms of what unfolded in Washington, DC before I got around to finishing this post.  No, Trump, and his crew of delusional confederates is a subject for another day, or perhaps even another year, once the historians and psychiatrists get a chance to break it all down.

Humm, I wonder just what in the hell schools are teaching nowadays in terms of history?  I sure know that they no longer teach civics because it’s pretty clear that a lot of folks in this country have absolutely no clue how their government is supposed to work, nor do they have an even basic understanding of the Constitution.  Oh well.

So back-tracking to my original draft:

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Why Do We Blog ?

Right now I’m working on several posts, and in one in particular I ran across an interesting diversion. So I’m not yet sure where that story will take me. Or you later once I post it. 🙂

I the mean time, I figured I should write a post about why I started blogging. Or just writing in general. I think this one came from a writing prompt a while back and I simply forgot to post my response.

So here goes . . .

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Looking for Feedback

Good Day All !

I’m in a composition phase right now where I’m working on multiple posts – coming soon – I promise. And while I’m busy pecking away on the keyboard to do some old-fashioned storytelling, I thought I would solicit some feedback.

I’d really like to hear from you and get your insight on a couple of inter-related topics. I’ve been encouraged by a number of people to try marketing some of my photography in various forms, and I’m really not sure how viable that option is as I see tons of stuff on the Net and so many others trying to do the same.

So if you got a couple of minutes, I’d like to hear your thoughts.

Do you think blogs should try monetizing by either allowing advertising on their pages or by doing direct sales?

Do you like the concept of adding a “Donate” button to your blog?

Do you think writing really deserves a separate space, and that monetizing activities should be completely separate – thus, on a separate webpage?

Does this whole capitalistic idea of internet sales simply want to make you puke? 🙂

Let the comments begin! And thanks in advance!

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Photo: I was attempting to take a photo of the florets of a Fennel plant, but the flowers were way above my head. So I held the camera up over my head and snapped, and I didn’t know until much later in the day that I had captured a Yellow Jacket. In that image I’ve posted here, I used a feature on the photo editor called “enamel” that sort of turns your pics into something looking more like a painting. Fun stuff 🙂

“Gray Days” . . . Revisited

Last year I began a tradition. A tradition of repeating words. Words that I had written two years ago to describe the day and the season we were entering into.

While Winter is not officially upon us yet, the days of Autumn are winding down. Grandfather Sun is moving South. And the atmosphere is shifting into Gray.

I wrote about this “Gray.” It’s “color.” It’s feel. It’s taste. It’s sounds. It’s moods. And eventually, it’s brightness and it’s “Inner Fire.”

So as we enter this season of hibernation before the awakening and birth of new life in Spring, I share these words again. 🙂

I hope you will enjoy them.

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Flying Without Fear

I was perched on a cliff several hundred feet up from where the Columbia River collides with the Pacific Ocean when this feather came floating up on the Air currents.

It hovered for a very a long time.

Undulating with the fluctuating columns of invisible gases.  As if the Earth was breathing its flight.  In and out.  Up and down.  

Hypnotic. 

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Addendum – “Are You Worthy?”

Not too long ago I posted a piece called, “Are You . . . ?” where I discussed a question we often ask ourselves about our own self-worth. 

It still amazes me how we are programed to dislike, discredit, and disparage ourselves.

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Don’t Die Today . . .

Sounds like the advice or scolding Mom might give you as you walk out the door to play with friends. 

From my childhood, I can certainly recall that melodic voice calling after me as I exited the house . . . usually reminding me of when I needed to be home.

No life or death caveats.

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Are You . . . ?

There’s a lot to be said for living on the road.

In motion.

Breaking free from all of those forces we allow to hold us down.  Those voices that tell us that we can’t fly.

To live in the moment.  See, hear, feel, smell, and even taste those expansive vistas that take us to other worlds.  That show us there is so much more to life than just a material existence.

And while we are breathing in such vastness in the physical and metaphysical worlds, there is also a lot of time for introspection.  Visiting that inner, mental world.   Of equal breadth.  Time for looking deep within, into our brilliance and our shadows and . . . judging.

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