My Blizzard Walkabout

Just a little walk about on our property last night in the middle of the blizzard. I wish the tractor would start. I needed to be snow blowing tonight and again tomorrow: [youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Abw4dx-Q3k&w=480&h=270]

Am I Overdoing Productivity

“Productivity is S*&^*%&!” yes productivity. I’ve worked so hard at being more and more productive while at the same time adding to the time I invest in being productive. I spin on my head when I’m not “productive” just wanting to get back to productivity. I can smell the flowers but I don’t need to stop to do so. . . or do I. I must be addicted to productivity. Starting my day at 4:00 a.m. and never stopping. Someone tried to help me and said, you can play with the children for 20 minutes. It seems to work. It feels good. It connects us. Maybe it is the right thing. But I think it feeds the productivity addiction as well. Maybe it is a process to break the workaholism. I’m reading Clockwork by Mike the...

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Talking and Listening with God

Came across this statistical insight in my daily devotion from My Daily Bread recently: “Psalms are prayers to God from real people about real situations. In Psalm 16, David speaks to God about his hope and security. As if to underline the personal nature and heavenward direction of the psalm, David uses first person pronouns (I, me, my) an astonishing twenty-eight times in these few verses.  The book of Psalms has been contrasted to the rest of Scripture by suggesting that in sixty-five books God talks to us, but in one book we talk to God. To be sure, God also speaks to us through the psalms, but there is a special sense in which they are unique in their communication style. “–J.R. Hudburg in My Daily Bread 2019

I don’t have Time

I’ve got a hint for you (me). Take this phrase out of your (my) vocabulary: “I don’t have time…” and start telling the truth. To your(my)self. To everyone around you (me). Don’t be the victim of your (my) lies. Tell the truth: “I want to…” “I don’t want to…” The inspiring quote that led to this for me is from The Big Leap: “The moment you stop complaining about time, you free up the necessary energy to mount a similar campaign on the inner plane. You will need that energy, because it is one thing to stop complaining that your are the victim of time, but it is quite another to stop feeling that you’re its victim.” You (I) can do this!

I play D&D

I play D&D. Also known as Dungeons and Dragons. A long long time ago in a state far far away (MN) dad bought the D&D Basic Set for mom for . . . must’ve been Mother’s Day. It was the late 70s or early 80s and we began to play. Dad was the DM or Dungeon Master and the band of adventurers (me, my brother, and my mother) proceeded to the Keep on the Borderlands to pick up some supplies: armor, shields, bows. . . tools of mass destruction and personal preservation. Mom, or rather mom’s character kept saying thinks like “I don’t want a dagger. I don’t want to hurt anyone.” Shortly after that, the TV began spewing the negative propaganda regarding the game. We quit playing and the game disappeared. An unknown time span...