Just My Imagination…

This morning…I woke up in the dark…now…most mornings I wake up while it Jane Todayis still dark…but this was the…real…DARK…meaning that the power was off and there was absolutely no light coming from anywhere…

I found a flashlight…got my cell phone…and although it was pretty much time to get up…I did what any rational person would do…I went back to bed…I mean…what else could I do…

So I lay there in bed…imagining how the day would play out…if the power didn’t come back on in time for me to get ready for work…would I attempt makeup by candle light…or would I take it to work and apply it there…what would I have for breakfast…would I still carry my lunch or take a chance on the school cafeteria…

You got it…many life changing things went through my mind…

Thankfully the lights returned…and I didn’t have to make those decisions…well…I guess I still could have made them…but…I already put my makeup on…so…too late…

But…since I was already on a creative roll…I wondered…what if there was a cataclysmic event…that made the power go off…instead of the rain storm I knew we had…and…what if…I’m the only person left…what if I look out my door…and all the other houses are gone…mine is the only one…or…what if…like Dorothy…I’m not in Kansas anymore…what if I blew to another dimension…

And…my mind was out in left field before I knew it…

Thankfully…Bertha…reeled me back in…before the Zombies started ringing the doorbell…which makes me wonder…if the Wizard of Oz was written today…would the Wicked Witch of the West have a Zombie army…in addition to flying monkeys…

Hmmm…

Well…at this point…Bertha…is threatening that if I can’t control my imagination…she will be forced to find another…imaginary friend

Whatever…maybe I’ll let the Zombies get her…now that should make for an interesting sequel…she’d probably just jump on her soapbox and teach them a thing or two…Bertha and the Zombies

Jane

Until that sequel is available…why not check out…Bertha-Size Your Life!…and…Where the Joys Are: Bertha’s Guided Journal

 

Just My Inspiration…

Bertha…just…coined a new word…inspirationist…of course…she was describing herself…who else…

She was responding to a Twitter friend…who gave…Bertha…credit for inspiring her to create a website…featuring the wit and wisdom…of her elderly grandmother…I’ve read her tweets…and I promise you…I’ll be sharing the link for the website when it’s ready…because…Granny…always has something to say…and…she’s not afraid to say it…and…I want to hear it…

Anyway…being known…as an…inspirationist…must have gotten her to thinking…because…she started…reminding me…that…inspiration…often comes from the most unexpected of places…when…I’m busy doing something else…like…yesterday…I was driving to work…and…the plot to a psychological thriller…came to me…and…that’s not my genre…not by a long shot…so…I’ll probably never use it…although…just this minute…she turned it into a comedy of errors…

Hmmm…

But…whatever…she went on to say…inspiration…can be about anything…from the color to paint the living room…to what to cook for dinner…to the next bestseller…to coming up with extra money…to…well…to…anything

She said…the best way…to allow inspiration…into my life…is to remain…open…to it…that…I close the door…when…I worry…when…I look for solutions…instead…of…allowing them to find me…in the form of inspiration

Of course…she reminds me…that the…ation…ways of…allowing inspiration into my life…are…appreciation…meditation…contemplation…affirmation…vacation…celebration…imagination…visualization…

Okay…looks like I’ll be spending some time in the contemplation chair…or…Granny’s rocker…or…just riding down the road…I’m feeling inspired already…

Jane