Bipolar and Energy Levels

I’ve been struggling to write in my blog lately, and haven’t been able to read as many other bloggers’ posts as I’d like. I’m sorry! Initially, the struggle had to do with my inability to concentrate due to various levels of bipolar mania (high energy). Now I just plain don’t have sufficient energy. Continue reading

Sunshine Blogger Award

sunshine-blog-awardI’d like to thank Nel of Revolutionary Tales for nominating me for this award. Her blog and comments bring sunshine into my life, and I know into many others’, as well. I enjoy the wonderful variety of topics she writes about. She inspires me, and teaches me new things every day. Continue reading

The Versatile Blogger Award

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Huge thanks to Hussein Allam at https://hussein1987.wordpress.com/ who selected me as one of his nominees for the Versatile Blogger Award. I very much appreciate his kind words about my blog, and his interest in my posts. I always enjoy reading his posts. He seems to be a man of great humanity and deep thought.  He writes about a variety of interesting topics, which I believe definitely earned him the Versatile Blogger Award. Continue reading

Pregnant Walk in the Park

This is my favorite photograph in the world. No, it’s not the most visually stunning plein-air masterpiece, competing with those of Stieglitz, Sudek, or Ansel Adams. It tells a seemingly straightforward story, but on a closer look, it’s pregnant with the unseen and unknowable. What we see, is a photographer, his head hidden under a […]

via Pregnant Walk in the Park — Raising My Eyebrow

Please find the whole post by clicking the link above. If you like this post or wish to comment, please do so in Raising My Eyebrow’s blog by clicking the link above. I’m really excited about this new blogger, so have reposted his post “Pregnant Walk in the Park” here.

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MC, Day 5: Beethoven’s flight of ideas

Thanks go to Robert Matthew Goldstein of Art by Rob Goldstein for nominating me for the Five-Day Music challenge. I had a wonderful time writing these posts. To read my whole series of five day music challenge posts go to this first post. Links to the other posts follow.

Several months ago my husband and I received the annual music program from the local university in my town. We are very lucky that we live in a town with a university that attracts some of the best classical musicians and other artists in the world. This year the main focus was on Beethoven String […]

via Beethoven’s musical flight of ideas — Bird Flight

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My kluk (“guy” in Czech) and my nook

via Photo Challenge: Security

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I realize this is a photo challenge, but I could not resist responding to the word “security”, without a story attached.

When I was a young holka (Czech for “girl”) through perhaps 32 years old, I had very few fears. It didn’t phase me at six years old to walk two miles to school by myself. At 17, I didn’t mind walking four miles home. When I reached 21, I flew to Taiwan by myself and found a source of living. I went there again by myself at 23, then traveled throughout Asia. I wasn’t intimidated as a young woman. My parents weren’t scared, as many parents would be nowadays. That fact gave me confidence, as did my general fearlessness.

The first time I really started to experience major fear was when the worst of my mental illness struck. Continue reading

My therapeutic writing is on the cusp of a new period

via Daily Prompt: Cusp

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I remember the very first things I ever learned to write. My name, of course, then the days of the week and the weather. Miss Matuza wrote the day and the weather on the chalk board each day, and we had to hand write it in our little paper booklet. I guess my mom taught me how to write the letters of the alphabet by then. That’s been so long ago. Forty years ago! But those first words were definitely not the beginning of my love for writing. Actually, I don’t think I developed a fondness for writing until I was much older. I think it started a little bit in college, but I wouldn’t say I wrote for the true love of writing, or even therapeutic purposes, even then. I think that unlike many bloggers here on WordPress, I was a late bloomer in this respect. Continue reading