The more I write the more windows open. I am starting to see potential for my skills everywhere (what skills? ha ha). Honestly, the amount of typos and incorrect use of grammar is just mindboggling to me. While its okay to write the way you speak in casual emails, its never okay in business email...well, maybe Zaadz is off the hook on this, but the site does work hard at making this an informal community.  And don't get me started on print ads!! I used to get marked down for using sentence fragments that win awards in copywriting. Hmmm. Maybe I missed my calling! I should have walked away from the philosophy degree and gone into journalism...I kick myself over that sometimes. Not a hard kick, but a "I wonder what my life would be like?" kind of kick.

Oh well. Here I am now. Writing. Writing. Writing. Harry Shearer said on the radio yesterday that he was suspicous of anyone who says they enjoy the process of writing, because he enjoys the finished product, but not really the act of getting there. I love both. I love the challenge of getting the grammar correct and choosing my words to accurately get my point across clearly. Its like a crossword puzzle to me. Sure I make mistakes. But I still do it in pen....

I was greeted by a blind spot & migraine this morning. Two blind spots actually, one migraine. Doing all right after taking some pain relievers. No longer really care about the pain. I can push through it. Thank G-d for chemicals! I am not a big believer in allopathic medicine or chemicals. I try to stay away from them as much as possible. But honestly, allopathic medicine is excellent at treating acute issues. And bleach is awesome for everything it does.

I am awaiting confirmation for my new writing course to begin. Writing for children is something I have wanted to do for a long time, but I haven't studied it at all and am not really sure how to go about writing something deep for little people. I believe kids can handle just about everything that adults can...just not as deeply. They get death, love, g-d - the works...they just don't have the capacity to understand them all at the same level that adults due - I think this is due to wisdom gained by experience.

That said, I wish Sesame Street still treated kids in that manner. They used to. Stevie Wonder singing his own songs plus some kid stuff. Not dumbing things down like they do now. Again, stated as such, I really want to write somethings about life, the universe & everything (thanks Douglas Adams) for kids. But I need help in making it entertaining at their level..not at mine. Hence the class.

That's all for now...     

I heard someone on the radio ask a great question - how do you conceptualize time? How do you think in time? For example, I have always envisioned time in a circle, like a clock. September is #1 and all months follow around clockwise. Similarly, I think of time in terms of the Jewish year and the American school year - ever notice how they begin at the same time?? So to me it's the dawn of a new year, whether its 2007 or 5768. Thus I am full of creative beginnings and am ready to move forward with many projects. Organizing & decorating the house, writing classes - children's and novels, volunteering at school, teaching my kids french and re learning it myself, as well as learning more about our universe and g-d's place within it.

Happy New Year everyone! Blessings to you all.
elisabeth

It seems that every website I frequent has a site of a blog. All are free. They only ask to be used, to be frequented. That seems fair. So then, why is it that I resist and cannot consistently use said blogs?? Because I forget. I get in my own way and stop myself. I let the kids stop me. Stop.

I have signed up for two writing courses. They may be my undoing. They may make it possible to get more things accomplished, although that is one of the greatest mysteries of the universe. Why is it that you can get more things done when you have more things to do ?  Or why is it that when I have more things to do, I do less?? Or so it seems.

I am writing 2 knitting patterns, going to start two writing courses (one short, one long term), schlep the kids around to a couple of classes, find time to knit, read, and somehow also manage to clean the house up and get the laundry done. I am skeptical. Where in there is the time to think? To meditate? I have some anxiety. There is much work to be done and I fear I am just not that good of a worker. I need spiritual guidance. I want to take the kids to temple so they can learn some aspects of formalized religion - why don't i teach them myself?? I don't know. Oh yes, and we are all trying to learn french.

I love life. I am terrified of it going away from me someday. I want to life in the here and now forever - with my kids growing up and learning and playing and expanding. I cannot get my head around the enormity of my universe. It is immense and is there something outside of it?? Are there more? Can I experience those too? Can I bring my kids with me? I love them so much and never want to let them go. I am too attached this life and that scares me.