I awoke this morning hearing the noise of construction going on in the neighborhood Still I can hear the birds chirping their messages Funny how incessant they are as they become background sounds we have learned to relegate to a lesser ear. I think of the many sounds we do that with,it's a wonder we can think at all.
I couldn't help enlarge on this theme since I realized I was listening to my radio, hearing the outside sounds, and writing in my journal. Awesome how we take for granted our ability to multi-task, while we absorb things around us A dog barking, a cat meowing,all just part of the life sounds we have accustomed ourselves to.
It is bright and sunny at 6:00 am and I'm ready to get up and out this morning with my friend. I didn't make an entry last night, I was too tired. I'm remembering a conversation I had about the negativity in every facet of life these days. It seems so different by light of day. We allow too much of the worlds problems to creep into our psyche,keep us stressed. Off with the TV!
Getting out of bed, enough journaling! There's a body yearning for a shower,and an empty stomach waiting to be fed. Not to mention, the many matters awaiting my attention. On second thought I should go back to sleep for another half hour at least~~~Yawn~~~~
What a charmingly comfortable write Eileen...I love morning and the things that go through my mind when waking up...I've never journaled my thoughts except in poetry...so I'd best keep a journal by my bed from now on...sure beats running for one when the words hit. Ahh the luxury of that extra half-hour...
Just so easy to identify with...
Taylor
I loved reading this, Eileen because I felt that I was right there with you. Getting a peep into your daily routine. We have been thinking along the same lines. For about a month, Ed and I have been sleeping on our large screened in "cabin." I have become so much more aware of the beautiful bird sounds. I sit there up in the trees and wonder why I never heard them before. They are delightful little creatures. I heard one say, "video" over and over :>)
I really enjoyed this one Eileen, sounds like a beginning many of us have each morning...haven't heard about the challenge, but this is a winner
love and peace, Carole
Reviewed by A. Santo (Reader)
Reviewed on June 9, 2006
A day in the life of... :) Thank you for the 'peep' show...lol.. you are a treasure no matter what you write.
HA HA,I love the cute ending most,just beautiful!
Love and best wishes always to you and yours
from
Kay.
(no yawns ever when I read you Eileen.)
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on June 9, 2006
Well tomorrow get up at 7am your time 2 pm mine, so you can watch England play our first world cup game.
Then you can write.
Woke up at 7.
england is heaven.
they won in a great way,
unlike the USA
You captured the challenge well with an insightful write.
Reviewed by Nicoletta Poulakida (Reader)
Reviewed on June 9, 2006
Lovely write, so personal and universal at the same time..
Nicoletta xx
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on June 9, 2006
Eileen, it appears to me that you did write in your journal, except you did it in poetical form and shared it with the whole world. And, by the way, that ain't a bad thing. Maybe you should do it more often. Yeah, confide in us, tell us your innermost secrets and fears and . . . Whoops! Maybe that isn't such a good idea. Loved this one though. Sometimes just a few lines about mundane things are interesting. Haven't heard about the challenge.
Such realism in your entry; well done! I actually slept in this morning, after years of getting up around six AM, I slept in until 8:OO! Shocking!! LOL But, oh, do I feel rested.
I love this entry, Eileen; very well done! Always helps to get in another hour's worth of sleep, doesn't it?? Snooze away!! :) (And have sweet dreams in doing so! :) )
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
I'm with Linda below on this excellent response to her challenge...
It is indeed a privilege and honor to partake in your journal, and you give us a close up view of a day in the life...
It leaves you with that unsatisfied feeling, you wish there was more Eileen !
Peter
Oh Eileen, much wisdom to be gleaned from these entries! So true that we allow too many of the world's problems to intrude on our psyches. Negativity? Amen to that! Many references to sound, here. But that's to be expected as you're a musician. You know, you would have made a very fine music therapist, I think, due to your sensitivity to sound and vibration and insight into human nature. Thank you for responding to the challenge. It's a priviledge to read your journal...
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Just so easy to identify with...
Taylor
love and peace, Carole
Love and best wishes always to you and yours
from
Kay.
(no yawns ever when I read you Eileen.)
Then you can write.
Woke up at 7.
england is heaven.
they won in a great way,
unlike the USA
Regis
Nicoletta xx
Such realism in your entry; well done! I actually slept in this morning, after years of getting up around six AM, I slept in until 8:OO! Shocking!! LOL But, oh, do I feel rested.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Love, B&R
Xxx dove
It is indeed a privilege and honor to partake in your journal, and you give us a close up view of a day in the life...
It leaves you with that unsatisfied feeling, you wish there was more Eileen !
Peter
Love, Lin