This is my last post in response to Gwen Bell’s #best09 blog challenge
I just could not keep up with this challenge of a daily blog post responding to specific prompts. It’s not that I don’t think it’s a great idea and plenty of bloggers have kept the faith. I’ve enjoyed reading what others have written, even if it does at times leave me wondering if I’m just old or don’t have a life anymore!
What can I say? I’m a Gemini. Yeah, that’s it. I’m a Gemini and I am a freedom lover. I don’t blog every day. I don’t stick with plans. Besides, it sounds better to say that than have to answer nearly every one of the prompts with either “I didn’t have such a moment” or “I can’t remember. Let me get out all my journals and look it up.”
Still I have this desire to complete this challenge and so, with apologies for bad meter and iffy rhymes, here is my response to prompts for Dec 12th through Dec 31st. To help your orientation, I’ve used italics to indicate Gwen’s prompts.
Except for the cactus I had in November
I’ve eaten no new foods since way last December.
I keep my meals boring to control my weight
But offer me chocolate, I won’t hesitate.
Changes I’ve made to my home have been
The absolute miracle I keep it clean.
I moved some boxes to the shed
And off to Goodwill others led.
I got a rush each time I spied
A hawk or deer or when I cried
For knowing I am so well loved
By Goddess and the moon above.
Best packaging, I’d have to say
Are new notebooks that came my way.
Punch Studio is one I’ll name
Makes Staples stuff look pretty tame.
Tea of the year I can’t vote for.
I am allergic to all tea, so
I drink hot water, with a dash
Of honey and a lemon splash.
A word or phrase to give the gist
Of 2009 without a list;
A picture, poem or epitaph
I’d have to say it’s Full Moon Path.
Where did I spend my cash this year?
What shop is irresistibly dear?
I spend my cash on staying well
With massages from Jennifer Eisele.
My camper van’s my only car
I love to drive it near and far
The best of drives is HWY 1
Until into Big Sur you run.
Pamela, Carol, Julie and Lisa
Lori and Annie, Mom and Alicia
These are some of my newest friends
My mom, because we’ve made new amends.
The project I started this year was my blog
It helps me to write my way out of a fog
Out of the shadows and into the light
Of dancing with love, and freedom and life.
I cannot seem to bring to mind
A new startup business of any kind
That I came across in 2009
Other than what I plan to do with mine.
A web tool I don’t think I can live without?
If they ever make one, I’ll give you a shout.
So far this web thing has only served
To suck up my time and leave me unnerved.
What lesson did I learn this year that changed me?
That I control nothing and that I am free
That Love is the answer as is often said
That my heart knows plenty that’s lost to my head.
The gift that keeps giving that I gave to me
Was to love, love myself unconditionally
The insight or aha! or epiphany
Was that I am the drop and the entire sea.
My social web moments were blissful and fun
But my isolation, it has run its run.
The time of my healing is over and done
I’m about to become a more outgoing one.
I’m not a paper fanatic and so
I can’t vote for stationery although
I do like a slick blank page and a pen
That is purple and flows evenly when
I lay on my back with my journal upended
While the latest adventures of the day are appended.
Three more entries before the conclusion;
A big laugh, an ad and an old resolution.
I laugh with delight every time that I see
A sign Trickster Universe has sent to me
The giggle zone is where my bro and I went
When an evening of good times and teasing we spent.
Advertizing on TV and in mags make me scream,
All lying and shouting and promising dreams
Underscored with disclaimers that spell it out clearly
Any meds that you take you will pay for quite dearly.
And so here we are at the end of the line
There is one more question before Auld Lang Syne
What did I resolve on last New Year’s Day
That I wish I’d stuck with and had not delayed?
The gift of forgetting is I can’t remember
What I might have promised myself last December!
So this year I decided to give it a rest
And not put myself through this challenging test
Which I know all too well I am bound to fail.
I’ll just pay attention and keep trimming my sail.
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