Blasting through the block

Just do it!

Carpe diem!

Go for it!

He who hesitates is lost!

What’s your excuse?

I don’t have a good excuse.  It’s simply a case of a block in creativity.  When I feel like crap-o-la-ski (there’s my Polish again) for days on end, I do not “create” new and exciting things very well.  Even my writing gets a little bland and I start posting pictures of green frogs saying cute things!  You saw that one, right?

So today I have a jewelry order due and I’m stymied by this block thang.  So today I will employ the only strategy I have the energy for:  a little cleaning, a little organizing, a little reviewing of records, and a little blogging.  Then if I can get myself to turn around from the computer and linger over my home studio area, surely the creativity bug will start to buzz a bit . . .

Gratefully, the Lord placed some fresh ideas in my mind earlier today when I was laid up in bed recovering from some noxious symptoms.  Receiving a gift of some new ideas without even trying to make them happen is a blessing indeed!  I guess all that time spent wandering around Pinterest, a LinkedIn jewelry forum, and watching You Tube videos last month probably helped some too.

Yeah, that’s the ticket!  If you can’t go forward, go sideways for awhile.  Like dwelling in the grace of my Heavenly Father.  Allowing His love to wash over me prepares me for all He has in store for me whether good, bad, or indifferent.  Often these days there is no label for the hours that pass, they just pass as I lie on the bed recovering from this or that, looking out the window at the variegated dogwood bushes on a sunny day.  Maybe I’ll just focus on the soft leaves waving to me in the wind and woosh of their “hello, how are ya?”  I’m sure if they could talk, the crimson branches would say that to me.  No one else is around so they wouldn’t be talking to anyone else, would they?

Oh no.  Did you see what just happened?  The creative juices started flowing again as I continued to write!  Better turn around quick and find some pink hemp cord before the inspiration leaves again.

Let’s see, it was a Breast Cancer Awareness bracelet for my sister-in-law’s friend, right?  Gotta go.  Seeya later!  :J

Breast Cancer Awareness Bracelet
Breast Cancer Awareness Bracelet

Author’s Addendum:  24 hours later, we have this fun wrap bracelet now available at Trinity Jewelry by Design.  Feeling some better and love this new direction!  :J


When in doubt, take a nap!

Gotta Sleep Some More!
Gotta Sleep Some More!

I must apologize for the wacky edits on this posting!  I’m on a borrowed computer, borrowed time.

The Bible tells us that man makes His plans and it is the Lord who orders our steps.  Proverbs 16:9.  Indeed. I was hoping to do so much yesterday in my home to help my husband and myself.  Today marks 2 weeks of displacement from our home, first from a vacation then second due to complications of Lyme Disease.  Yesterday I had hoped to return home for a few hours wearing my trusty pink respirator mask and pack up the Christmas decorations with the help of a dear friend.  Er, no.   Instead my husband and I suddenly moved me out of the hotel and into the home of a sweet family and their baby.   I had to leave the hotel because the furnace wasn’t working and the maintenance guy triggered the spewing of burning electrical wires into my room trying to fix it.  We temporarily moved to another room in the middle of the night and 5 degree weather just to sleep.  Just seizure attacks this time, in both rooms, no neurological collapsing and a temporary headache.  I guess that’s good?  Still, time to move on again!

This family where I am is as sweet as it gets.  I am safely tucked away in the gun room with the worldly possessions of a nomad all around me.  We could make this work.  Only problem is that I woke up with a dozen seizure attacks this morning.  What could it possibly be now?  I had unplugged the electrical cords wrapping around the bed and it bought me another hour of sleep.  This is a newer home with no known history of water or mold damage.  Is it the smell of gun oil?  Or the new insulating drapes on the window?  Lord, have mercy.  I gotta live somewhere! Time for a nap then a Dr. appointment later this afternoon.  Maybe the Lyme Literate Medical Doctor (LLMD) can help me figure it out.  My husband and I are at ourwits end.  I have tasted relief for 36 hours a couple of times in a few of the ELEVEN BEDROOMS in which I have slept this past month until something noxious happened.  All I want is somerest.  Is that too much to ask?  Well maybe I really want to be well.  Maybe I want it all.  Yeah, that’s it. Must be time for a nap . . . on the couch!

Stay tuned.  By now this blog is reading like an action-packed work of fiction with just enough plot reversals to keep us all guessing — and you are my editors, gentle readers.  Let me know if you have any ideas, eh?  Seeya later!  :J