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I was asked on BlogCatalog … “Do You Blog For Money?”

My first response was this:

“I write because I am passionate about it. I blog because I must communicate and sometimes it pays off.”

Then I was asked:

“Yes, being passionate about blogging is the key feature in sustaining the ever-growing community “but” what do you see in it? Money or passion or passion and money …”

To which I replied:

“I see a way to sit comfortably in my chair and by touching the keys of my iMac, I may join in conversations with people from around the globe. People whom I would never have connected with. I see a way to have my voice be heard without ever leaving my home. My mind is engaged and something inside myself … much bigger than I AM … transforms and is awakened. By blogging and interacting in cyber space, as I like to call it, I am a part of an electrifying energy of The Universe. Do you not feel it also? We might sit alone but we are never alone. It’s a big beautiful world with lots of different souls. Collectively speaking … we have it in us to encourage others and to improve the world by becoming aware and conscious of what is in the minds of others. We can reach out and hug someone or congratulate them. We give relevance and appreciation, which to me, is a fantastic way to share my life. I love the world.” 

** Please stop over to read my latest interview with talented author, Kathleen Maher.

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Sensitive people out there, you know what I mean when I explain the movies, television shows we watch, everyday life and what we read on the Internet, sometimes play havoc on our nighttime slumbers. Just yesterday, Joe changed the movie channel and “Deep Impact” (click to watch this scene) was being shown. We tuned in at the part where father and daughter are hugging one another on the beach just as the meteor hits the Atlantic Ocean. The humongous wave envelopes them and the rest of the shore lines over half of the planet. I incorporated this scene into my dreams last night. I convinced myself I needed to shut down my body (no breathing), until the wave subsided. You see … I had secured myself in-between some pylons that were embedded with tons of concrete, deep into the Earths’ surface. This baby wasn’t going anywhere! I promised myself that I could go into suspended animation (a trance-like state), while the world was being turned topsy-turvy. I would survive sans air for hours. And I did! I lived to tell the other characters in my dream the way I survived. Apparently in dreams one can do this. I conquered my fears by resisting possible world destruction.

Next, I dreamed about the character in the BBC television series, “Orphan Black”. Not about the women but her friend with the dyed jet-black hair who is flamboyant, handsome in a strange way and the her side-kick. What a team they make. In my dream, he was running away from a copper. He was being chased in circles. Just as the policeman rounded one corner, Felix would dash round the next bend (almost out of sight), allowing the police a glimpse of the direction he had taken. Round and round they went while we onlookers watched the comedy unfold. Soon our amusement could be heard, much to the chagrin of the officer in pursuit. Down an alley Felix dodged out of sight by hiding behind one of those old-fashioned silver trash cans complete with a lid. He covered himself with a piece of burlap that conveniently lay atop the can just before the policeman ran past him … running onward, all the while jerking his head back and forth fervently searching for the bad boy he chased. We all had a good laugh. Felix stood from his crouching position and took a bow. We applauded him and then the dream was over.

The next dream was about a man wearing an oxygen mask and inhaling the air. He had been caring for dozens of cats he had found languishing in an old home. And it goes on and on these dreams, until I shake myself awake. I toss and turn and sometimes think Thank God that’s over. I never know what dreams will come once I close my eyes. How many of you have frightening or comical dreams that are influenced by what you are watching or reading?

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dscn2559-copy.jpgEnough! I have had it up to here with people, especially those serving the public, tout these two ill-used words. “No Problem.” When I attempt suggesting they try other more positive and appropriate ways to enlist and engage the customer or person on the other end of these tidbit exchanges, I get understanding nods (up and down movement) of their heads accompanied by blank stares. I suppose they think they are being criticized or simply do not care to make the effort to improve the way they tell a customer that they are not a problem, or a task is not a problem. Whoever said a request was any type of problem?

When a person says these words they are indirectly indicating that there is, might be, or could be a problem. Wow. I am in your restaurant yet you tell me my order is “No Problem”. I ask politely for a glass of water or a bottle of A-1 Sauce. What do I hear? “No Problem”. It’s cavalier to say the least and the world, mostly Americans from the USA, are touting these negative words and telling us that the service is in fact a problem … even when it really isn’t. Well, I have a problem with this because it conveys they are not glad and happy to see me there and to offer me the service for which I am paying. And most handsomely most of the time, too.

In a final attempt I ask the public to pass along these phrases (hopefully to spread quickly) and for us all to use them in place of the ever-popular and negative speak, “No Problem.” No matter what cost the meal or service we are paying for … it should not matter. We should be allowed to expect the best from anyone serving the public. Just remember to be polite, good customers and on your best behavior, too. Servers want to be treated well. Respect people … respect.

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“It should only take a few moments/minutes to do this for you madam/sir.”

“How glad I am that you chose to have me serve you today.”

“It is my pleasure to add value to your stay.”

“You are most welcome.”

“I hope your meal/stay will be everything you wish it to be.”

“I look forward to bringing you the best service today.”

“What a good selection you have chosen.”

“May I be of service to you?”

“Today we have something special to tempt your appetite.”

“Might I suggest an appetizer or cocktail?”

“The pleasure was mine.”

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The call I received this afternoon is the reason I decided to write on this topic. After everything I explained the voice at the other end of the line thanked me and ended with “No Problem.” To which I repeated “No Problem.” It’s time to let this phrase go … forever.

Remember … You may have just given the best service of your life but if you tack on these two words … “No Problem”, then you are leaving your satisfied customers with a bad taste in their mouths. Pamper them with one of these phrases and see the delight reflected in their smiles.

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Spring is in full swing with the trees presenting themselves with inciting revelation. One minute they were puffy, cloud-like blossoms and after they threw themselves down with utter abandon, the shiny green leaves were waving a familiar hello world. Gone is the winter’s snow … unless you live in Michigan (Snow in mid-May!) to awaken us who love to hunker down inside over the winter months. Time to venture out again. For those of you who are doing spring cleaning, take heart. It’s a good thing to do. You are preparing space for new things and before long summertime will be here. The party’s over … or is it?

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my magic wandI’m casting good spells on my world and yours, too. Should you have a need or want then close your eyes and bring into your mind whatever it is you want (as long as it is good and kind), and I will wave and wave my wand. The sparkles, moons and stars encased within it will swirl and spin until their magic echoes throughout the wind and into the magical sphere, to grant your wishes. Good luck everyone!

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5b85ec990fd3402391aa56759ff4739dMarch is one of those months where most of us are ready to hear the lilting songs of the birds and to see the budding of the trees. Washington, D.C. offers lots of events and hosts the Cherry Blossom Festival in support of the new season, in honor of the cherry trees lining the tidal basin. The monuments are highlighted by their delicate blooms. This weekend most of our area was drenched with rain accompanied by sleet and snow. Joe exclaimed yesterday afternoon, “Can you believe it … it’s snowing … again!” I gently reminded him it was just a light dusting and he could retire the snow shovel for the next seven months. Personally, I love it when it snows and feel delight when the weatherman announces the impending arrival of the white stuff.

I look forward to spring, but with every new year, I feel a stronger pull toward the cooler months rather than the hot summertime, that is just around the bend. Springtime reminds me of girlish whispers, fervent looks, of first dates and young love. I can easily recollect those days of looking out schoolroom windows and wishing the ticks of the clock would go faster. I’d long for the ringing of the dismissal bell as it signaled the freedom of my escape to the outdoors to hang out with my friends. I would walk home with a group of my friends. We’d talk about the days events, about any activities to do in the upcoming days, but mostly we talked about boys. Ah … the good old days when we were blissfully unaware of the world as it is now.

The theory of ‘In like a lion … out like a lamb”, or ‘In like a lamb … out like a lion”, seems true. So far this year we experienced a colder than normal winter with lots of beautiful snow. March usually has a large display of tulips and jonquils, but it’s the last day of the month … and I can only see the beginnings of the flowers as they shyly break through the rich soil. Happy spring everyone.

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February Pics

Posted: February 25, 2014 in Thinking, Writing
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potato onion gruyere galette cheesy pasta shells w:garlic stuffing crumbs cherry pieWhatever you might think about my not being very talkative lately, well it is the way I am. I simply retreat and like a shy bud on the outstretched limb of a tree, I slowly unfold and awaken in the morning light. Blame it on my romantic inclination and tender poet’s heart. I am not faint of heart, but rather a sensitive soul who awaits the end with more trepidation than yearning. In my mind I see life for the beauty and intrigue it holds but I wish the horrid, frightening things, the harsh ugliness would evaporate. It makes me question why we are here in the first place if some are only here to bully or mandate the way the rest of us live our days. It makes me sad I ever came to this blue jewel of a planet. Yet in the next breath I am shaken out of my silence to bask in the wonder of life. I am torn between yes and no, between gorgeous and horrendous. Why must there be those with hardened hearts looking only for the meanness and debaucheries from the dark hole of evil? If we were entirely truthful, many people would not comprehend thriving and creating and being generous. They suck the life right out of the rest of us who give, give and keep giving. My question today is this: Why have we been brought to a beautiful planet if not to protect and admire it? What’s the point?

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