tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40022780244938948432024-03-05T08:10:40.008-05:00a * l i f e * a l o u dCarolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-18433415396274584052012-06-22T22:27:00.002-04:002012-06-22T22:33:15.798-04:00Who you are...My gut said to call this one, "Who you are in a world you do not understand." Hm, she ponders generously. My last six months have been a bit topsy turvy. I know I am not like everyone else in the way I connect with people. There is no buffer. I am who I am at face value.
I would claim openly to be a chicken-shit adventurer. I house within me some sort of a wild heart - Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-72887932965200432262011-12-11T01:02:00.001-05:002012-01-01T15:58:19.208-05:00My intended favoritesMusic. Music moves me. If you could make an analogy for my life it would be an endless playlist and it is indeed my constant. It is no surprise to those who "know me by heart". I am the keeper of the playlists and you may have indeed received one from me as it is one of my favorites to give. My playlists are not accidental. They are well thought out, reviewed and Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-50867343694360071352011-11-25T16:51:00.001-05:002011-11-26T22:27:32.723-05:00Longer than it takes the red nail polish to dryThanksgiving is a bit of an odd holiday. Wedged between the excitement of Halloween and the anticipation of Christmas, it does not always get the attention it very well should be given. Why? In my humble opinion, being grateful for what surrounds us is the most important aspect of living a filled life. I don't mean filled like on Friday night you have a place to be, or a Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-83036053833462748462011-10-06T21:04:00.000-04:002011-10-06T22:42:26.222-04:00Move
In recent weeks there has been a few themes that have blossomed in my own little corner of the world. I often think of them the same way my Mom makes her infamous popcorn... old school style. As the oil sizzles on the bottom of the pot, you never know which kernel will suddenly burst in its glorious white goodness. Things are always percolating below the surface and then Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0Hilliard, OH 43026, USA40.0090897 -83.229186239.9117927 -83.3871147 40.106386699999995 -83.0712577tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-37923485221731677272011-09-11T22:53:00.000-04:002011-09-11T22:54:01.168-04:00GlowBlinking cursor, white page...again.. write.
There is a Sharon Van Etten song with a line in it that says, "One day I'll be a better writer, I'll make every face that I never perfectly phrase." This is one of those "ooh" songs that get you right in your gut. Simple sweet melody - big lyrics in an unconventional way... Give me a new perspective, change my vision, my view of the Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-85016940463148853152011-07-14T18:02:00.001-04:002011-07-14T19:49:16.111-04:00Love, among other things...The things we don't talk about... I almost never mention the "L" word and whether or not I am in or out of it. It is a taboo topic in some respects, I would say most specifically within the realms of social media. It's like PDA if you see too much of it on the book of faces... for some, it's like heavens, hold back the up-chuck reflex. God bless the lovey-dovey; they are the others Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-22470904997620253202011-05-31T23:08:00.001-04:002011-05-31T23:18:26.288-04:00Even in the DarkWhat is your story? Is it written already? Let me ask you again - is it written already? Dear God, I hope my story is less of a story and more of an-in-the-process-of-being-written song - give me some gushy lyrics and a couple good b-flat minor resolutions. My ear is much like my perspective..
How do I write this and not make it sound like the most boring cliche analogy Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-39517827685333628702011-05-22T00:35:00.000-04:002011-05-22T00:35:43.962-04:00True stories of Judy & RobbieI started writing to tell stories and it started when I left for Hong Kong. Every moment was heightened, every feeling was intense. I was 17. Overseas I took a creative writing class and it hooked me... I don't think my words have been the same since.... why go for boring words like "great" when you can say luscious or scrumptious or exhilarating... make it a little interesting,Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-54516347246021031582011-05-05T23:28:00.003-04:002011-05-05T23:40:43.130-04:00You can't sit on 2 horses with 1 ass, sugar bean...So, how will you choose? I am the worst decider in the whole wide world.. I used to think I was really good at it. I would make a decision and Boom - it was set. I had decided. Neat, tidy, uncomplicated and complete. Next. I was decisive. I knew what I wanted - I knew where I was "supposed to" be and I did it because of what was expected of me. "You should makeCarolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-25290442549158331012011-03-28T23:04:00.004-04:002011-03-28T23:10:37.754-04:00"For a moment I thought I saw your eyelids rise"I have sat looking at this page several times throughout the last few weeks. The result has been a white page with a blinking cursor, winking at me as I ponder... I have found most of the time I too just need a little time to process... gleaning through a mind that works too quick for its own good.
Lately I've been reading a stack of books - mostly to help curb the apnea that Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-84138990661268067072011-02-27T16:13:00.001-05:002011-02-27T16:32:52.859-05:00InspiredI've been itching for a few days to sit down and write. Typically the words need the time to fill the space in my head and spill out naturally. I'm a thinker - reflection is a part of my day whether I like it or not and when there are big things going on, I typically need a second to let this mind of mine catch up and wrap itself around it.
My last 6 months have been a bit of a Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-58697484269550951482011-01-21T23:29:00.000-05:002011-01-21T23:29:43.168-05:00Set your sightsThis year was a big year. I have learned quite a bit about who it is I am becoming, what I want and the direction I am headed. I have set my sights. I will be (fill in the blank) - happy, strong, healthy... You name it, I want it. All the good stuff, anyway. No, seriously, you can fill in your own blank too :)
Direction is a funny thing - just like the Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-86199448882105235072011-01-06T23:38:00.001-05:002011-01-06T23:44:16.762-05:002011, lessons & a box o' chocolates...It is always an adventure to write a blog. It's a bit like Forrest Gump's "life is like a box of chocolates" analogy - I never quite know how what I'm thinking is going to spill out of my head... there is typically something at the back of my mind gnawing at me. I haven't written yet about the transition of the year. 2011 - woo! I tend to try and wait until I have a Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-56231355026895059392010-12-26T11:20:00.000-05:002010-12-26T11:20:50.692-05:00Love, love is all around...When I was a kid, Christmas was quite possibly the most exciting day of them all. Anticipation would build up in my half-pint insides as the prospect of our family Christmas party and open house would draw near - oh, and did I mention... Santa would definitely be making an appearance. I knew from experience how special the celebration would be and what was in store for the evening's Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-36390118300299794402010-12-12T23:45:00.002-05:002010-12-12T23:49:01.153-05:00The first big snowToday Ohio got its first big snow of the year. The world outside is frigid and cold, but perfectly painted all in white. Days like these, filled with a little more quiet, gives me more time to reflect on what is coming and what has gone. So I think about my year - Surrounded by grace and then some. love. joy. peace. patience. kindness. gentleness. faithfulness. self-control. &Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-32016889800349400452010-12-05T22:35:00.000-05:002010-12-05T22:35:23.109-05:00On LockdownWhat do you have in your life that you keep on lockdown? Is there a certain part of your life, an insecurity, a miriade of hurts, a feature you would rather not display in public? What about you do you hide away?
The Beatles said it perfectly - Hey, you've got to hide your love away... just one of the many examples I could list, because I have a list... My insecurities Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-29472519651506781722010-11-21T22:42:00.005-05:002010-11-21T23:04:45.684-05:00Clarity with a side of oatmealIt is funny the things we rely upon for our sights to be set. Is there something that tells us it's right? Some earth shattering, scientific or mathematical theory we could wrap our heads around to proove that our gut was right? Is it something that moves within our hearts and minds to indicate the conviction of whatever it is we're deciding on? What brings you clarity? &Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-26251403976657086152010-11-03T21:34:00.004-04:002010-11-03T21:42:18.361-04:00i’ve been singing so much softer than i did back then...This is one of the first times I have sat with my computer and don't have real direction as to where I'd like this little ditty to go. The mind and heart connecting and driving my life is what my posts tend to revolve around.... music, perspective, inspiration... Captivating tid bits aaand song lyrics..
Try this one... 3 a.m. by Gregory Alan Isakov
... the last bit is my favorite if Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-37022546122668939222010-10-24T22:45:00.001-04:002010-10-24T22:47:00.023-04:00The wanderings and ponderings of a 13 hour driveListening to: Miscellaneous James Taylor
I can say without hesitation that Minnesota is the state that is my home away from home. But I can also say that living in a place does not make it home. Home comes with love and affection, growth and triumph, change and hard times and a support system that will not fail you. If you have come to call a place home do it alone, it Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-63816361947855519052010-10-13T23:49:00.002-04:002010-10-13T23:53:13.156-04:00A little bit of perspectivePerspective is a funny thing. It is one of those independent aspects of your personality and varies from person to person. I have found life altering, shattering, moving and shaking truth in one's view of the world. Mine is different than yours and the vision I see will be all its own.
"In your picture book I'm trying hard to see, Turning endless pages of this tragedy,&Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-85003772715491913152010-09-27T22:32:00.001-04:002010-09-27T22:37:16.815-04:00Unmistaken
Every once in awhile I wonder what God is up to... Like I could wave a flag and call a penalty - Delay of game - What are you doing? ... This is not in the sense that the universe is being altered in some other solar system far away or how a shooting star does exactly that - and - how magnificent it is when I catch it. I have no doubt that the "God reach" can alter theCarolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-10687437666203942062010-09-12T16:25:00.004-04:002010-09-12T16:34:35.676-04:00Tell me my story...I am a relate-er. Always have been. My outlook will never be like my sister's or that of my closest friend. It is entirely my own. And it is how I choose to view the world. If you've ever read my blog before, you know that the musicality of my life is unique in itself. There have been many occasions in which I have encountered music that has cut to the core - maybe Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-23320698218981205552010-08-16T23:10:00.000-04:002010-08-16T23:10:19.433-04:00A World of PerspectiveListening to: Love and some verses - Iron and Wine
Safely settled in my niche in the world I tend to see the same things over and over again. Smack dab in the middle-o'-the-road-Ohio, I have my life relatively routed. I could draw red lines on the roads I travel most often - Work and home- Gym and home-to Mom and Dad's and home- grocery and home - you know, the standards... &Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-86897947012267838112010-07-22T23:11:00.000-04:002010-07-22T23:11:58.789-04:00a little more love make it right...
Listening to: Abba, Lay your love on me (via Mama Mia)
So I'm not sure if you are familiar, but, my Dad had Olivia Newton John's Greatest Hits record (circa 1980). By approximately 1986 this record could have been heard on a loop - complete with scratches made by the ultimate child fan who happend to figure out how to coerce the record player. ...You should have seen my Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4002278024493894843.post-27657340648464179362010-06-26T00:43:00.002-04:002010-06-26T09:22:35.623-04:00"Always trying to find the perfect rhyme for heavier things..."My Myers Briggs has had me pegged (since I was 16) as an ENFJ. The better part of 10 years later, I'm still an ENFJ (Extrovert, Intuitive, Feeling, Judger) - say that 4 times fast...
In my college days, I consistently pondered anything ponder-able. My Junior year, while completing an assignment on Modern American Poetry, I stumbled upon one of John Mayer's lesser known songs called "Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06305726068675791862noreply@blogger.com0