Demanding My Own Happiness

Cat by artist Breton 2012. Etched in wood oil paintingYou’d think it’s a private matter, not something one debates or discusses. Understanding the fundamentals of achieving happiness or joy is paramount unless you enjoy spinning your wheels. No one else can ever be responsible for our joy. I am speaking of the inner glow. This is where we come in. We must take responsibility for our feelings, whereby we practice and train ourselves to think the right thoughts. Most things around us or surrounding us are little exercises in life we must sift through, in order to figure out what it is that we do want. It changes moment by moment, thought by thought.

It was explained to me that we cannot be against anything. I wondered how this could be the truth. The Universe is based on quantum physics. It includes the much preached about Laws Of Attraction. It is relevant. What we send out, like a boomerang, we draw back to ourselves. Especially those self-righteous beams of thoughts. Not be against violence? Exactly. For when you are against a thing it provides instantaneous momentum. We need rather to be for self-improvement, the clean environment, people’s rights, spreading goodness, etc. What we focus on makes it more powerful.

Taking my own advice, I have decided to focus on the kind of world I want, which equates to my curtailing my reading and listening to the horror show that has been unfolding right before our very eyes. Like a snowball rolling downhill, it is compounding and we can no longer afford to continue allowing the negatives to grow bigger. It is a distraction and we need to collectively stop giving these persons, our energy and attention. We need to do the exact opposite. Promote all good things. Only the good stuff. No matter how so and so, has been spewing on and on, or what the news channels are hi-lighting, because it has brought our nation to its knees. It is time to wake up and smell the roses. In the meantime, pick some flowers, send out good vibrations and let’s focus our attention on them in order to see how quickly things  improve.

The first matter is to understand that only we can make ourselves happy. No one else has the power to do this, so we may now all stop depending upon others because they only turn into the excuse when we are miserable. We can take the pressure off of them. We need to accept our energy and our connection to The Source, in order to move things along. I like that I am in control. I won’t give away my power ever again. I Am demanding my own happiness from myself. Being the responsible party … it’s so much easier.

I’m Just The Caretaker

"African Violets 4-12-16"

“African Violets 4-12-16”


I feel my parental chest swell whenever I notice new blooms

Taking pride in proving to the world … I have not killed this plant

Although I know I only play a small part in this arrangement

The joy I experience knowing that my flora skills are developing

Exceeds the simple truth that

I’m just the caretaker

I water … I prune … I set the pots in sunlight

I speak to … dance with … and sing to them

I’m just the caretaker

But I feel like the mother

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It’s Still Working

my African violet

It’s still alive. My thumb must be turning green. These blooms are perfect and strong. HooRay for me.

I’m Having Babies

Buds on my African VioletWell … my African Violet is getting ready to have babies, lots of purple ones. This is the first time I have ever been successful with nursing along my plant, and its bearing the fruits of my love. I am thrilled! I know Mama, my Grandmother, is looking down from above and smiling. She had such a green thumb. Her violets would bloom year round. So pleased!

And speaking of green, Happy Saint Patrick’s Day.

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Out With The Old … In With The New


I can see it, hear it, feel and smell it as well. Spring is in the air. Here in Washington, D.C., our cherry trees are stretching their branches, lifting their buds up to the sky. The warmth of the sun’s rays stirs all those glorious, pent-up emotions inside the tree. I expect the life-energy to be teeming with a flurry of action and buzzing with accelerated vibrations. Each limb has its job to perform so the tiny blossoms will burst open against the blue skies … and when they do, it’s almost as if it happens overnight. The waterways and parks become magical.

Along the Tidal Basin, cherry trees line the curved waterways, gracing the entire area and pathways. The blooms are almost ready to puff open thus releasing their fragrant perfume. It is a wondrous sight once the stage is set for throngs of people to visit our Nation’s Capital. Truly, it is one of the most popular times to come to Washington, D.C. Some of the trees on either side of the paths are so mature they touch each other, creating a romantic archway or tunnel of blossoms overhead.

Springtime also inspires us to deep clean our homes. What a good feeling it is to throw open the windows, clean between the nooks-and-crannies, sort through clothes and delegate whatever is no longer necessary or desired, into bags destined for donation or the annual yard sale. “Out with the old … In with the new”, was what Mother used to say. So freshen your homes and expect good things to come. Spring is just a week away. High time to welcome a fresh start … a new beginning.

Here is a link for 2016 Cherry Blossoms Update. And another: D.C. Cherry Blossom Guide.

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Artistic Inclination

Painting by Pablo Picasso

Painting by Pablo Picasso

Artistic Inclination


Woke up today with my mind

Brimming over with ideas

Watched a Picasso video

Thanks to Julian

A colleague


A friend really

He shares with us

Historical stories and facts

To keep us coming back

For more


So back to my story

About how I have

Stayed in the background

Until now for such a

Long time


It’s just my artist’s inclination

Lying quietly while my brain

Produces dreams and such

Feeling terrific vibratory joy

A rush


It’s my artistic inclination

Painting in my head

Poetic license

Scripting words for the living

The dead


My artistic inclination

Singing favorite tunes

Visiting musical days past

And yearning for what is

To come


Theresa H Hall

February 9, 2016 @3:33 PM

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Lift Off

Wow … this sure looks exciting! One of the first things I shall do after I win Publisher’s Clearing House Sweepstakes, is to learn how to sky dive. This suit is closest to those bat suits they use when gliding off the sides of mountains. I feel this would be a great and much safer way to achieve freedom when flying. I can imagine the dizzying trills fizzing around inside my brain and getting to see the world from as birds do. Most likely I would want a small oxygen tank with a tube for my nose, so I wouldn’t pass out. Doesn’t this look wonderful? Would you ever do this?

I have dreams, but only occasionally, where I am actually flying. No apparatus. No strings attached. Just I floating, stopping mid-flight and taking a look around, then rolling over and lounging on thin air. That is why they are called dreams. Sky diving seems the next best thing.

The PCH rules state that only 1 in 1.7 billion entrants is chosen to be a win. Sounds like it could happen to me as well as anyone else.