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Invocation from The 13th Warrior~

Lo, there do I see my father,
Lo, there do I see my mother,
and my sisters, and my brothers.
Lo, there do I see the line of my people,
back to the beginning.

Lo, they do call to me.
They bid me take my place among them,
in the halls of Valhalla!
Where the brave may live forever.

I am so very tired. This is a beautiful prayer for the tired I think. I am not an expert on Norse or Viking history and do not claim to be. This prayer is from the movie the 13th Warrior so of course is probably fictional and not an accurate depiction of a Viking battle invocation. But it does hold strength for the battle weary I think. Lupus has greatly sucked my battle strength lately , I must say. The Vikings were great warriors , of that no one can argue, I think. They built their lives, culture , and even their idea of the after life about battle. To die in battle was their greatest idea of honor. So if that is true, then I shall certainly go to Valhalla. Perhaps I have not carried a heavy iron sword, but I have fought long. I have not worn a helmet of iron , but I have worn chains. I have bled, and sweat, and even been many times to the point of death and yet still I am here . The Vikings/Norse have an alphabet of their very own with symbols. One of them is a marking that stands for , Where there is a will, there is a way. What could be more true in this fight, than that?

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Night Things~


~ Just wondering~
What happens in the tree!
I’ve had the strange sensation,
thoughts swirling in my head.
Like , “Where do fireflies go at dawn?”,
“Where do they go to bed?”

“What do owls dream about, ”
“while sleeping in their tree?”
“Do they dream about their night flights”,
“and where the mice might be?”

“What fancies do the small bats see,”
“what memories do they keep?”
“I’d like to listen to their thoughts,”
“when they are fast asleep.:

Where might we all travel?
Which place would we be?
If we could know the night owl’s thoughts,
while dreaming in the tree.

Ruby Jeanette Woods

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All Three Channels!~

Old TV

The news page is a scary place to have your home page these days. I am seriously thinking about changing my home page from Yahoo! News to something more positive. It is depressing to open your browser to some new act of terror or violence every day. I don’t watch the news on the telly or listen to talk radio for this very reason. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not a stick my head in the sand kind of gal, it’s just that I don’t know that me knowing about all of that stuff helps in any way. I’m not in that city. I’m not there where I can do anything for those affected. I don’t mean that to sound calloused , either. But in today’s instamatic world, you are GOING to hear the news. I did hear about the Boston bombing. I am so sorry for those victims of that heartless act. I did and still am praying for all those involved. And now this Texas plant tragedy! It just becomes so overwhelming after a while, you know? When that’s ALL you hear you about , from EVERY source of media. Paper, digital, television, friends, FaceBook, your own inbox, it’s everywhere. I think sometimes we were better off 100 years ago when we didn’t have such “instant” coverage of everything. Think about it. There might be an earthquake across the world. We might not hear about it for a month or so, or even at all if no one we knew was affected, or was there to “cover” it. So we had one less thing to worry over. It just causes a kind of an overload after a point. And your brain just gets stuck in worry -town. Bombings. Terror attacks. Plane crashes. Explosions. Fires. Politics. Celebreties crashing their cars and their careers while on drugs. I get nostalgic for when I was growing up and we had 3 , count ’em 3 television channels. You knew if something was huge cause then it was on EVERY channel. If it didn’t merit being on all 3, then you didn’t have to worry! Ahhh,those were the days! 🙂

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No Make-up Necessary~


(Today is Restful Wednesday! Or Nap Day. 🙂 No dressing up, or application of make-up required. I have decided that on Wednesdays I am going to have a day just to rest. I will do my blog posting and FaceBook early if possible, and not worry about anything but rest, at least for Wednesdays. Because,I have decided that my health is like that L’Oreal commercial, it’s worth it! If you are tired, this is a public event, so get your favorite jammies and join in. Find your special spot on the sofa, and let’s just take care of ourselves for one day! )

Fatigue. It is probably THE hardest symptom of lupus to explain to people. Yes, I know , everyone gets tired. We’ve all had those days where we felt like we just couldn’t roll out of bed. And sure, we’ve all had those days where we COULD roll out of bed, and just didn’t WANT to…….:) But what my non-lupie (those without lupus) friends don’t “get” is that the fatigue of this disease is SO much more severe than anything they can imagine. I know that might sound harsh, and you can say I’m exaggerating if you want, or being dramatic, but it’s the truth. There’s nothing like it. The only way I know how to explain it to those who care enough to ask, is to say , Imagine the worst case of flu you ever had. Remember how tired having the flu makes you feel. How just making it from the bed to the sofa in the living room is so exhausting you think you might have to call the ambulance. Got that flu feeling/memory in your mind? Alright. Now. Imagine that it NEVER goes away. That every day when you wake up this is the first feeling to hit your body. That no matter how much you slept the night before , you are still NOT rested when you get up. But stuff still has to be done doesn’t it? Housework, taking the kids to their activities, being a functioning human being….etc…. When you have the flu , it just lasts maybe a week tops, and people understand. They’re sympathetic. “Oh, you poor baby. The flu is so awful!” But , when this becomes your life, people are a lot less understanding, let me tell you. They really start to get that whole, “Well, we’re ALL tired!” attitude with you. “Suck it up.” I’m not complaining, really. I know there are people who are never going to understand. These folks are never going to “get” it , so to speak. But, I just wanted to write, and let everyone know. The next time someone with lupus says , “I am exhausted!” or they make their joke / not a joke about needing a day just for naps, you might picture a flu day in your mind, and understand maybe a little bit better…. There’s also an awesome story in the lupus community called “The Spoon Theory” that I sometimes give people to read when they really WANT to understand…….it explains it so well, you can read it here……..http://www.butyoudontlooksick.com/wpress/articles/written-by-christine/the-spoon-theory/

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I’ve always loved to doodle, and I’m always looking for new and fun ways to express myself. I’m also kind of a Pinterest addict, so when I started seeing these doodle-type drawings there I couldn’t wait to find out more, and try it for myself. They call them Zentangles, or just tangles. They start off with just a doodle and kind of work their way out from there. Or you can draw a picture and use the tangles to “fill” the spaces of your drawing. There are tons of ways to do it, and it’s really relaxing. Some of them are really amazing, museum quality looking pieces. Of course, this one at the top of my post today is no where near that! But, hey it’s my first “tangle” , and I’m just getting started. I did find some books on Amazon about the “official” way to do these, apparently there is a copyrighted method, a website, tools, etc, with classes and everything, which of course they get paid to give, and the books are expensive. I’ve always kind of thought art should be fun, and available to everyone , so I looked on Amazon and found much less expensive downloadable books, and there is a neat website called http://tanglepatterns.com/ that shows you the way to do these also. I can’t wait to try some more patterns and see what other things I can doodle on ! If you’d like to give tangling a try , here is the website that I went to today http://tanglepatterns.com/ also here is the link on Amazon to one of the ebooks that I purchased as kind of a starter book with tangling patterns http://www.amazon.com/Fast-Freehand-Fills-Basic-ebook/dp/B00B09I8UE/ref=sr_1_25?ie=UTF8&qid=1366152277&sr=8-25&keywords=zentangles Plus , on Pinterest check out some of the amazing work that other artists have already done. Hope this gets you started to having fun with this neat idea!

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Use what talent you possess: The woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those that sang the best. ~ Henry Van Dyke

I like to sing. I don’t know that I’m any good at it, but I enjoy it. I especially like turning the radio up loud when I’m in the car by myself, and just letting it all go. I know the people at stop lights probably wonder if I’m cleared to drive, but hey, life is too short to worry about what the person in the next car thinks, right? Music is good for the soul, they say, and I have found that to be true. When I don’t feel well, I love turning the music channel on the t.v. and listening to depressing songs. Sounds weird probably, but it helps me feel better. Hearing other people sing about how their life sucks just kind of makes you realize that maybe yours isn’t so bad. I had never seen the above quote before today. I think it’s great, though. I wish more people felt like that. When I was little my dad used to take me out in the woods a lot. I loved sitting with him and listening to all the sounds of the outdoors. I hadn’t really thought about what the forest would sound like if only the best birds sang. You don’t really imagine one bird saying to another, “Geez, Bill, you are SO off-key! What is with you?!? Thinking you can sing and crap? Get real!” No, I guess they are probably all just happy with what the Good Lord gave them, and just happy with the fact that they didn’t get eaten overnight or anything. If we were more grateful for the small things in life, we might have more to sing about……..Hmmmmm…..well, I didn’t get eaten overnight……believe I’ll sing! 🙂

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Parachute Problems~

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Just because no one complains , doesn’t mean all parachutes are perfect. ~ Benny Hill

Do you know anyone with a perfect life? Or someone whose life SEEMS to be perfect? I’ve met a few people like that. You see the shiny varnished outside of their lives, and think, “Man. Why can’t my life be like that?” They just seem to have it all together , don’t they? The perfect house, children, job, spouse, clothes, vehicle, etc. , etc. You run into them at town , in the checkout line and they are picking up the ingredients for cookies for their kids , on their way to a ball game, looking impeccable in their totally matched outfit, with the bag that just “goes” with said clothes. Or, you’re reading on FaceBook about how they’re sewing their child’s costume for Halloween while baking two pies, and of course they take a photo with their iPhone of them in their coordinated hair and makeup, in their spotless kitchen , with their Colgate bright smiles. Meanwhile, I’m in my living room , on my sofa, in my sweats and workout top, (workout top ~ meaning, I worked out, walking from the sofa to the bathroom, without passing out) thinking I am perfectly coordinated all right, my lupus is coordinated with my fibromyalgia, my heart failure is coordinated with my nausea, it’s all coordinating to make my life a nightmare , at the present moment. UGh. But, then, I kick myself in the rear, and remind myself, that just because these people SEEM to have it all together, does NOT make it so. FaceBook is the Hollyweird of the everyday set , if you think about it. Not saying that everyone or everything that people post on there is fake , but a lot of it is “airbrushed” , so to speak, in order to show our best sides to the world. So, I’ve gotten to where I just have to tell myself, I am alright where I am. My kids are happy, healthy, and doing well. ( And on the days when I’M not well, they’re ALIVE…..:) And I’ll remind myself a little more often, I think, that just because no one’s complaining, doesn’t mean all the parachutes are perfect!