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Listen, Listen. . .

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So today was kind of all over the place for me.  The Universe sent me a Final Notice on something I had been tangling with for a long time, and I guess either I was prepared for it, or it was the right answer, because while I did get a bit numb for a while when I was processing it, I dealt with it just fine and it doesn’t upset me.  It’s incredibly freeing, in fact – both in the literal sense and the figurative.  No details for you, my lovelies, because there are actually some subjects that I will not breathe a direct word about, here, or to anyone I know face-to-face (or online, or in any capacity).

Actually, my day was filled mostly with things of that nature.

But I am not hallucinating, nor am I going into some crazy place where I believe an entity is speaking to me (despite the second sentence of this post).  I just really and truly believe that I am allowing the ephemeral and ethereal that exist in and around all of us, in our every day lives, to direct me more, and I am very alert to signs and serendipities and signals.  And living my life in harmony with all of these has made everything so much more peaceful inside of me (for now – I’ve got a big something to deal with very soon, so we’ll see how that makes me feel).

So, highlights of the day -

My mother gave me these,

and while we’ll have to see how they sound on a continuous basis (soothing or irritating), they sound beautiful in the moment, and as soon as I hung them, all I could think was that they were perfect, and how much they belonged in my bedroom – that spot was meant for them.  As they were meant for me.

I’m trying to get back to reading and commenting on blogs, but there are so many that I love and I wonder how I ever had the time to keep up with them before!  I’m working on the balance thing. ;)

This I like – I uploaded my pictures from Pensacola!  You can find them here:  Pensacola, FL.  I love looking through them, and I so want to go back.  Right now!

Other blog revamping:  I tweaked my Further Contact page, which of course has my Facebook link, if you want to check it out.  And I killed a whole section, ‘People And Things I Love.’  It included the drop-downs ‘Inspirations And Influences,’ ‘Philosophers,’ and ‘The Writers, The Poets.’  The pages were lists, and while I do want to include that information in some way, I realized to give it due diligence I would have to write a very long explanation on every individual and why they were on every list – there were 47 of them, in case you care.  I did save the lists on my computer, hopefully I might figure out how to incorporate them later.  So I guess I didn’t kill them, I put them into a sort of cryogenic storage to perhaps be taken out at a later date.

And holy wow, I just realized I didn’t put a moral on yesterday’s post!  I have never failed to do that, to the best of my knowledge.  I have published a few without copyrights lately, so you know I have been a bit scattered.  Here is yesterday’s post, moral added:  A Million And One Things To Do.

Today’s moral is easy.

Moral of the story:  Listen to the things all around you, but don’t get so caught up that you lose your focus.  ;)

(Canon digital)

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And Now For Something Completely Different

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Okay, so not completely.  I’ve done this kind of thing before, I’ve just done it sparingly and never devoted and entire post to it.

This is what Ruby needs to do when she gets so off kilter that she starts referring to herself in the third person and making people who love her worry.  Hi, I’m back living in my own head, in my own life, first person again.

Incidentally, I think the third person thing is a protective measure.  I just get too shell-shocked or depressed or severely upset and I can’t live in my head and process all of it, so I talk about myself in regard to it almost as an other.  It isn’t some odd, mild form of DID, I know exactly what I am doing when I am doing it, and it’s only specific to the stressor I’m trying to process.  I don’t go around saying things like, “Ruby is hungry.  Ruby cannot find anything in the fridge, so she has to go to the store now.”  Y’know.

This came about in a very odd, roundabout sort of way, as many pretty much all of my blog posts do.  This evening my mama and I finally went to see the last Harry Potter movie.  We both love the books, and have enjoyed the the movies as well.  I took my girls to some of the book release parties at Barnes and Noble, even though they were mostly too young to have any idea what all of the fuss was about.  My oldest especially enjoyed all of the hoopla involved (thanks to their parents for dragging their small children out w-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-y past bed time and keeping them up, by the way).

In any case, Mom and I meant to see the movie right when it came out, then life happened and we were just happy we had a chance to see it while it was still playing in the theater.  I won’t give you my two on the movie (yet – quite possibly ever), but in discussing it with my mother, I realized something interesting about the way I watch movies based off of books – especially really incredible books – that even four years and sixteen shocks to the brain didn’t alter in the least.

I watch these movies as a writer, a perspective which is – or was, until tonight – completely unconscious and to a degree involuntary.  The only way I can go see such a movie is to put time and distance between reading the book and watching the movie, but in this particular case I found so often I would say to myself as something happened on the screen, That’s not right.  That’s not how it happened.  That wasn’t in the book.  They put that in the wrong order.  And I know I’m right, because – well first of all because I just do, but also – certain scenes I described from the book to my mother afterwards and she said things like, “Oh, I remember that now.”

Now I read this particular volume once, maybe twice, and most recently four years ago – when it was released.  And I’m getting to the point of this post.

When I am in that place, the third person place, the best thing to get me out of it, even temporarily, is to list the good things in my life and especially about me.  So here goes.

I see things differently.  I see everything differently.  I recall the minute differences between the book and the movie, and much as I hate some things (because my medium of choice is the written form), I also see why they did what they did in the movie, why some things had to be changed, why some could have and should have been done differently or better to fulfill the same necessity, and why a book and a movie cannot be arranged identically.  It must be done that way, because the elements that make a successful book do not always a successful movie make.

Which of course is why the book is always better.  ;P

Wow, I’m suddenly very exhausted (mentally and emotionally).  In a good way.  I have no more need to list my good traits right now, that one will do nicely for tonight.

Moral of the story:  Ask and ye shall receive.  Sometimes in an instant.

A last note for all of you lovelies.  In the days, weeks, months, years to come (never can say with me), I’m going to be doing some revamping of this blog.  Adding, subtracting, rewriting, redesigning – all because I have some better notion (after six months) of it and of me and of how I can best and most honestly share myself with you.  So I’ll be keeping you posted on all of that as well.

Kisses,
Ruby

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