Where Carcass Lay … Vultures Gather!

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Often … following failure … illumination arrives! An enlightening expanded awareness, emotionalized by the pity of self.

Yes, self pity, frequently seen to be in attendance along with illumination, uncomfortably sharing space with one’s emerging realization of having messed up, lost the game, or the prize … and one does feel quite the fool, perhaps likening onto fallen prey just prior to expiration.

Although, retrospectively, we must assume the last thing on the dying prey’s mind would be illumination, perhaps rather just a single final thought, such as ” …Oh Crap”! That might do, but generally speaking however, those thoughts and feelings are left for those of us who live on after the fall, continuing to skirt the precipice between success and failure.

I will waste only a few words in the contemplation of mundane humans, and there are many, whose walk through life is an unmitigated bore because they come and go determined to make no waves, go with the flow, be among the passive, receptive only of “group mentality” and not interested (perhaps fearful or envious) of the original idea or thought, but with no goal in mind except to blend in, which they do until …

But enough about those, although they number greatly and are oft seen among the vultures sitting in the wait, which is usually viewed as a “safe” place to be, for all except the arriving carrion.

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Ah yes, the encroaching vultures, for they do encroach while waiting in the sidelines, certainly not cheering one on, unless it be towards failure. So they wait …

It would certainly be much easier to get up, dust oneself off and get on with things, if not for awareness of the waiting vultures. Their jeering and calling out with scathingly searing voices continually reminding of failures, shortcomings, errors and misfortunes. And they are never far away, are they? Their echoes repeat in memory’s shadowed losses.

And if true, where and when does “positive” illumination break through into the light to lift us up, make us whole again, prepare us to do battle, shore up the weakened places, make us stronger, more determined, if needs be, to achieve our ends. When does inspiration come? How does it come, through the darkness of known failures and ever expanding fears?

Does it peak around corners, wondering if it’s safe to come out, or does it consider alternatives and make carefully planned and strategic moves?

I think not!

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“Know this, all you free thinking creative ones – INSPIRATION is born from within where there be no rationale for the negative or wrong, only the mightiest sensation and manifestation of possibilities, the very essence and nature of inspiration is such that it springs into being within a single seed of potential found at the core of our soul’s universe – needing nothing more to come forth but … THE BELIEF THAT IT CAN!” 

~ Penny L Howe, 2014

A Vertigo of Change – Humanity’s Design!

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A Vertigo of Change

What a place – the world we live in today. A wonder, indeed, to be able to make it through each and every “ever-changing” day!

Suspended in the moment, thinking to oneself “what is happening?” Emotions so intense, and balance with life so far removed from that which was.

Sensations of dizziness, yet beneath this . . . one feels an amazing rebirth emerging inside; basic, elemental and needed.

Coordinated internal images and creative processes awakening while technology races on. I do keep pace with all, and yet, am swept up in a matrix of life’s mysterious design. I marvel from one heartbeat to the next as to who we are, and what we shall become.

If we can only but find our balance, the future – our future – awaits the fulfillment of creation’s dream.

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A most excellent weekend to all my wonderful friends, both those I’ve come to know and cherish, and those I’ve yet to meet!

~ Penny

NOTHING!

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Nothing

No air left for me to breathe.
Did atmosphere disappear with you – when you left?

There is no feeling left to feel.
Was all substance removed – when you went away?

There are no tears upon my face
Despair so intense – all senses frozen in fear,
for to contemplate the loss of you
I shall indeed, dissolve into … nothing …

The nothing you left behind.

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Love is so precious, never take for granted, and if you are one of the lucky ones, cherish. If you are still searching, be at peace, love will find you, and if you were disappointed and hurt by another, take heart. Wounds heal with the passage of time to make way for a new love.

Have an excellent weekend filled to overflowing with love!

Penny.

The Perfect Predator – MAN and the Killing Concept!

Evolution of the “Brutality and Killing Concept”.

Is there a justifiable rationale for violence? Humans have evolved enough to come up with numerous reasons. Reasons that sanction cruelty. Reasons that explain the need for brutality. Reasons why it’s “okay” to use excessive force. Reasons to KILL.

What gives this cruel concept it’s lasting power, a force and life of it’s own … 

… Fear! Hatred, Prejudice, and Greed feed those who seek Power! Those who also seek monetary wealth which fosters Corruption. Our own individual weaknesses give those who would profit from same their ability to control, maneuver and use whatever and whoever is necessary to achieve their private goals.

Intensive research (statistical data of the numbers killed in our world’s history, up to present day) point to two reasons for these deaths:

Number One: Religion (wars and persecution)
Number Two: Controlling others: the need for Power

The above two reasons are facts not an opinion!

Over the years, we humans have perfected the “Brutality and Killing Concept” by accepting an animalistic belief that it is unfortunate but somehow “okay” to either take a life or at the very least misuse, abuse and ignore a life’s need to survive. A rationale that “the end does justifies the means” because of … “pick a justification”! And yes we hace accepted this as a ‘sad but true’ fact in our own lives. But is it hardwired into our physical make-up? I hope not. I hope it is something that can be reprogrammed because honestly, right now, it’s not looking so good.

Too many of us seek selfish and personal, petty self gratification at the price of others, safe in our artificial world of “okayness”. So what’s happening to others is viewed at a distance, (starving, brutality and death) is just not our problem, until the day it happens to one of us or ours, close up and personal and then it becomes our problem too. But when we (humans “en masse“) finally realize the wrongness of cruelty and brutality as an unresolved problem for everyone – will it be too late?

Killing for ANY reason is wrong. BRUTALITY for any reason is wrong. IGNORING for any reason is wrong.

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Can all mankind learn the “saving lives” concept? We most urgently need an “app” for that – to be downloaded into our consciousness or more specifically … our “conscience”!

Thank you for reading,

~ Penny

I … in my aloneness – reach for the event horizon!

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For those of us solitary souls, we often find ourselves reaching inward, into the unknown. Not for respite, nor solace but for the unraveling of mysteries.

And when the magic of who I am encounters an unknown, there is a blossoming in the moment.

An event horizon. Not for an ending, but a beginning of the “new” – for further exploration.

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… And I revel, finding myself in that moment, most gratified to be … me!

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Wishing you a magical and wonderful day and an even better tomorrow!

~ Penny

Dark Nights, Sunny Days and a Thank You!

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Are you afraid of the dark? When I was a little girl the dark terrified me. With a hearing impediment (from which I recovered) it wasn’t the sounds of the night that scared me, it was the shadows. My overactive imagination made up for those things I couldn’t quite visualize. It was terrifying.

My father said to toughen up, so no night light for me. My mom would wait until my dad was sleeping and then turn on the hall light. She truly meant to help me; the problem was that everything I could see had an accompanying shadow to go with it. My imagination knew no bounds. Some nights I’d stay awake until the first rays of sunshine shown through my bedroom window. Then I “knew” I was safe and I’d sleep.

I grew up and overcame my fear of shadows – a good thing.

And then in my late twenties I had one of those “close call” experiences that gave me a renewed and much greater love for sunshine. I was attacked, brutally raped and beaten. But I escaped from the men involved and most importantly I survived. As I made my way to freedom that morning, the sun was just rising. In spite of the pain, I was so grateful to see and feel the morning light (knowing I’d get to see my children grow up), that in that very moment, the shining sun became a beacon of hope and renewal.

My children are grown now and my love of the sunshine is stronger than ever. Sunshine is a wonderful thing. The day is always a little bit brighter (both figuratively and literally) when the sun is shining. Many many songs, poems, quotes and sayings have/are being written about sunshine.

Today the sun is shining for me (once again both ways) but primarily because of the amazing bloggers I have connected and shared with online, these past several years.

As I work towards completion of my book, I give thanks to you for supporting me, for caring, sharing and being uniquely you…may the sun shine brightly on you wherever you may be today.

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“For every negative thing that happens in our life I believe there is a positive.
A golden beacon just around the corner (like the sun) waiting to guide us to a better place.”
~ P.L. Howe, 2014

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Bless you all,

~ Penny

 

Nothing is more Energizing than Crafting Creativity!

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Name your format. It does not matter an iota which thing you fancy when it comes to exploring creativity. There is room for all kinds of imaginative inventiveness. No limits actually – if one thinks about it.

Isn’t that a most wonderful thing? There is simply nothing more fun and energizing than being creative, with thoughts, with ideas, with words, with music, with paint, with clay, with wood, with cameras, with building things, with technology, with inventing, modifying, improving, changing and all the time being creative in the process.

Creativity by its very definition is to bring into being, to make, to fashion, to build, to contribute a piece of you is being creative. The essence of the thing. You and your amazing imagination.

So to all you creative types out there (basically that would be just about all of us, I’m thinking), I wish you a most prosperous day, week, month, year, lifetime of creative expression and accomplishment.

Just doesn’t get any better than that, when you think about it!

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Thanks for stopping by,

~ Penny