Random Thoughts of a Writer

• • Momming is hard work, even after my kids are all grown (maybe especially then)
  • Momming is still the most gratifying thing I’ve ever done (whether they believe it or not)
  • I’ve done a lot of stuff (like written a few novels – one published)
  • I’m old (better than the alternative)
  • Grandma Moses didn’t start painting until she was 70 (because her eyesight was too far gone to continue the needlework she’d always done)
  • She began with assorted leftover house paint on barn boards (work with what you have)
  • Now I know what to do with all that leftover paint taking up too much space in my very tiny utility room (there’s always a workable solution)
  • It looks like I’ll never be famous (not sure I ever wanted to be)
  • It also looks like I’ll never be rich (most days I don’t care, some days I think it would solve all my problems, other days I tell myself it would only cause more problems)
  • I am grateful for all I have (I could live with a lot less)
  • I could live alone (so easily done)
  • I would like to travel more (not so easily done)
  • I have never lived where I’ve wanted, in the kind of house I would like (a sad fact)
  • Life goes on . . .

I am of the nature to grow old.
There is no way to escape growing old.

I am of the nature to have ill-health.
There is no way to escape having ill-health.

I am of the nature to die.
There is no way to escape death.

All that is dear to me and everyone I love
are of the nature to change.
There is no way to escape being separated from them.

My actions are my only true belongings.
I cannot escape the consequences of my actions.
My actions are the ground on which I stand.

—the five remembrances – buddha

Sometimes I write about these things.

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I am participating in a blog post a day challenge with the awesome Effy Wild and her tribe. This is an example of a “purse dump” post, emptying your mental and emotional “purse” all over the table. I just did this with my real purse (autumn, change of season and colors) two days ago. It’s a good thing with purses and a good thing with thoughts. I always end up throwing a few useless things out, either way.