I see two birds of paradise in this shot. One drinking the nectar of another. The drink will conclude in a mere second to two, with the hummingbird remembering exactly where he drank previously.
Do you see that bee (or other flying bug) hovering just behind the hummingbird’s upper tail? It won’t be in that position too long. It will likely be blown away by the fan of the hummingbird’s ultra-fast flapping wings. This whole scene is so temporary that it could not be captured by a person’s eye alone.
I have written almost 200 blog posts since the end of February 2017. Of those blog posts, 20 (10%) include a reference to my love and history of dancing. This love seemed to be born in me, and nurtured throughout my youth. Even as I get older, if I’m not dancing on the floor to music, my mind is dancing to the music I create with words. That dance performance can be spied through the brisk movements of my hands as they quickly move upon my keyboard. Continue reading →
Have you ever been so tired, feverish, or just perplexed, you couldn’t with certainty tell whether the postman at the door was real? Or, have you been extremely concerned when your wife declared that even though David Bowie is dead, she was singing the Marseillaise with him in the kitchen last night? Is there a scientific explanation for these moments? Am I just going bonkers? Is my wife ill in some way? Was it an illusion or hallucination, or in fact, reality? Continue reading →
In the 1970s, I was just a small girl going to elementary school in eastern Pennsylvania. Each class level had about two teachers, with the students divided between the two. Other than “library time” when we all got in a line and made the procession to the library (to see the librarian), all classes were held in the same classroom. A separate art teacher came to our class with a cart full of art supplies, and the designated music teacher came with numerous instruments, like tambourines, triangles, egg shakers, recorders and kazoos. You can imagine the “music” we created with that lot of instruments, but it was so fun! I remember the music teacher even having us dance around the room as if following the Pied Piper. Continue reading →
I think it was about two and a half months ago that I joined Weight Watchers for perhaps the fifth time ever. Unfortunately, after about two weeks, I was no longer going again. My husband encouraged me to cancel the membership, so we wouldn’t spend more money needlessly, like I had done several times in the past with the gym. So I did, and went back to overeating and eating the wrong things. It was as if this feeling of failure just made me resigned to the fact that dieting efforts were too tough. Continue reading →
I remember being at work, or somewhere else, and thinking over and over again that “I just want to go home.” The hours seemed like days. I’d watch the clock, and it would seem to have stopped. Two minutes before I was officially to be set free, I’d run around the corner and make an escape. I knew that those last two minutes would just kill me, so I had to make the run for it while I could still breathe.Continue reading →
For years I went to the same hair stylist at a rather upscale salon in my town. The stylist always did an outstanding job, even to the point where a few people on the streets complimented my hair. Even a French woman in a diner once walked up to me and said in her lovely accent “You’re hair is so beautiful! So French!” Even one of my doctors complimented my hair, and compliments from him are quite rare. Continue reading →
In my last post, I predominately wrote about a notable long-term daydreaming experience. It was one that I would actually call maladaptive. I also briefly mentioned one particular nighttime dream that had an incredible impact on me that lasted for months afterwards. That nighttime dream was one of the few that made me wake up very happy and satisfied. I mentioned that most of my other dreams, if I even remembered them, were usually scary or disconcerting. But I have had some other pleasurable nighttime dreams. I think ones that many readers may have also had, in some form or another. Here I’ll write about three main types of pleasurable dreams that I will never forget. Continue reading →
She could be the funniest, sweetest and most happy-go-lucky girl around town. She was constantly smiling, on the move, dancing in a field of flowers. She loved people, and most loved her, until the inevitable moment struck. There was a change in the moon, a single word misspoken, a plan suggested off her route, and BOOM! Goodbye angel girl, hello to the Tasmanian Devil! Continue reading →
Have you ever thought about some hobby, lessons, type of exercise, or similar that you used to do when you were younger that you suddenly stopped? Then years later you thought to yourself, “Dang! If only I had only continued that instead of quitting. I’d be so much better off now for X and/or Y reasons.” Continue reading →