3 Quotes 3 days Challenge – Day 2.

Again, I would like to thank PTSD Gal for nominating me for this challenge.
Quote Challenge Day 1: Havamal Inspiration
My Not So Chosen Path

My quote for today is from Maya Angelou:

I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel. 

In a way, this is a bit like talking to a dog. You can say, “You horrible mutt” but if you say it nicely, with a smile, it’s tail will wag and it will be happy with you.

Actions do speak louder than words. Body language and tone of voice are very important and If you want to make a good impression, Smile.

Today I am nominating Iain Kelly

http://iainkellywriting.wordpress.com/

All the best.

 

 

Multi-Collaboration: Smiles & Miles !!!

Please see this beautiful poem put together by floating thoughts from a number of people’s contributions, including mine. I think the final result is really special. Thank you.

The Floating Thoughts

Dear Readers,
Thank you for showering overwhelming love on the 800 followers !!! THANK YOU & Write with me … I am touched by the lovely and beautiful lines that you shared for the collaboration. 
I have compiled it into a final poem and your NAMES have been added at the end of the
lines that were contributed by you. The links to your blogs have been linked to your names.
I would also request my readers to visit the blogs of these FEATURED GUESTS. They have an awesome collection of stories and poetry.
Have a happy reading !!!


Mask my face with your smile

Until this bare heart remains fragile

Soon my path would be lost in many miles
With only your memories left to be called as mine                                    Roy & Dee Kay

I trod…

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3 Quotes 3 days Challenge – Day 1.

 

Firstly I would like to thank PTSD Gal for nominating me for this challenge.

Quote Challenge Day 1: Havamal Inspiration

My Not So Chosen Path

Nothing is impossible, the word itself says 'I'm possible'! - Audrey Hepburn

Ok. My Quote for today is Audrey Hepburn’s, Nothing is Impossible, the word itself says ‘I’m Possible’!

I like this because there are far too many critics in the world and not enough builders of confidence. Strictly speaking it isn’t true of course. As anyone who has ever tried to fly, or breathe underwater, will tell you, if they manage to survive. Going into something telling yourself you will fail, will become a self fulfilling prophecy. You have always got to tell yourself you can do it then you stand a chance.

Having realistic goals is the next step, of course.

Rules:

 

  1. Thank the person who nominated you.
  2. Post a quote for three consecutive days (1 quote for each day).
  3. Share why this quote appeals so much to you
  4. Nominate 3 different bloggers for each day.

 

I am going to break the rules, there are so many of these awards and things going around, and there is only so much time, so I am going to nominate just one person per day, and then of course they still have the chance to ignore me and not pass it on.

Today I am nominating : Denny McBride of the ceaselessreaderwrites

https://theceaselessreaderwrites.wordpress.com

Have fun.

 

 

 

Call for Collaborators: An Update

The Ceaseless Reader Writes

Unbeknownst to many but to the eventual delight of all, a powerful creative undercurrent has been churning through a collective consciousness…

On March 28th, my friend Em and I simultaneously posted a call for volunteers to help us write a short story.  We decided on a max 3,000-word story to be written by the two of us plus 8 volunteers.  We were thrilled by how quickly our fellow Bloggers asked to participate; in fact, within a few hours of posting, we each had our 4 slots filled.  The very next day, I sent part one to my first volunteer.  My team finished the first half yesterday, and Em’s 2nd volunteer is currently working on part 7!

As editor/curator, I have been extremely pleased with the quality of work submitted by every participant.  Today, one of our volunteers surprised us with a stunning cover to accompany our story.  In celebration…

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Song Off Music Challenge!!

🎶 Welcome to the Song Off 🎶

I have been nominated for this challenge by https://bitchininthekitchen.org/   – The Britchy One.

https://bitchininthekitchen.org/

I have copied and pasted the blurb below from her blog.

 This challenge was invented by the inimitable Swerve with help from her friends Ernest and Julio Gallo 😂 Who thinks “I get by with a little help from my friends” should be HER anthem?!

The Rules: I’ll start with three types of genres/styles. What song beats the nominators choice? Doesn’t matter if its a cover, its about performance, lyrics and feeling the groove! Name it!

Nominate 3 fellow bloggers (let them know you’ve challenged them).

Add the previous song choice so that bloggers can see how it compares to what you’ve picked to beat it.

Add a fourth genre to the mix (the idea is that the nominee picks three out of the 4 genres to song-off with you) adding to the variety. Delete the genre you didn’t use.

Genre 1. Soul

(previous choice: Joss Stone – You make me feel like a natural woman)

My choice : Harold Melvin & the Blue Notes – If You Don’t Know Me by Now

Genre 2. Love Songs.

(previous choice: Aerosmith – I don’t wanna miss a thing)

My Choice: Elvis Presley – Crying in the Chapel

Genre 3: Empowered

(previous choice: Pink – So What?)

my choice: Shirley Bassey – Get the party started

BONUS GENRE: Driving Songs

(Previous choice: Elvis – Burning Love)

my Choice: Roy Orbison – I Drove all night.

My Nominees:

  1. Ideas.Become.Words
  2. A Creative PTSD Gal
  3. Baffy Basics

I hope you enjoy this challenge.

Like mowing the lawn with nail clippers

 

I thought long and hard about this word prompt.

I think I must be a little whimsical today and not so prone to deep thinking as I hope I normally am, because All I could think of was Stan the Handyman.

Handyman Stan is a quirky fellow, with denim dungarees and a flat cap.

He has a small light brown moustache, rather like the bristles of a broom.

He is the very height of inefficiency, I’m afraid, but somehow we don’t mind because he is such a nice chap. A whistler. He whistles quite nicely while he works.

He uses an artist’s brush to paint our fence and mows the lawn with a pair of nail clippers.

Although he is an inefficient handyman, I rather like him.

He is a figment of my imagination, But I am fond of him all the same.

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 26/March/2018

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A Swallow on the wing.

The Swallow is a bird that, like many birds, has a fascinating folklore.

In Denmark, apparently, some believe that this bird tried to alleviate Christ’s sufferings on the cross by calling out “Cheer up, Cheer Up.”

In Scotland it was a common belief that the Swallow had the Devil’s blood running through its veins.

In England it was believed to be very good luck if a swallow flew into your house. (I would imagine not so much if you had spent all morning cleaning the floor.)

In France, if one lands on your shoulder, it means death is near.

In Germany if a woman broke its eggs she would become barren.

It was regarded as a weather predictor in many farming areas. If it flies high, this denotes fine weather. If it flies low, the rains are coming.

It is amazing that such a small bird has such a rich and varied folklore.

I just think of it as a beautiful bird. To me, it is always a good omen. Watching it fly free, just lifts up my spirits.

Long may it soar.

PS This picture was one I took in Pembrokeshire, I doubt very much it is actually a swallow, but it was the best picture I could find. 

copyright: Kristian Fogarty 25/March/2018

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Picture of the Day – Sunday thoughts

I am rather a spiritual being, it has to be said.

Although I do not go in much for ritual or doctrine.

I believe that there is more worth in a quiet prayer spoken from the heart than one read by rote.

I believe goodness comes from within.

Be kind to yourself. Be kind to others. Nothing else matters.

 

The face of the future – Fictional short story

The fortune teller bid me enter her tent. 

Her Cackling laugh gave way to a hacking cough. As I entered, the overpowering smell of the cigarettes told me the cause of her cough and gave me some insight into her future. 

She pointed at a stool and sat down in a velvet covered chair, the clattering of her charms and bracelets and the little golden ornaments woven into her headscarf was almost deafening. 

I was completely cynical about the whole thing, but this wasn’t my idea. I had been asked to visit Madame Zaritska and report back to the newspaper on what happened. It was for a light-hearted article on quaint customs. 

I handed over the pre-requisite coins, the palm of silver, before it could be demanded and I remained silent, not wanting to provide any clues on which this so called Psychic could latch on to. 

She leaned forward with a cacophony of more jangling and lit the large black candle on the table between us. It helped to burn away some of the cigarette smoke.

“So, I can tell you have come here with a spirit of some resistance. You do not accept me or accept what I can do. I will show you. Despite your disbelief, I sense you are here for a reason. What shall it be? The cards? The Crystal ball? Or a glimpse into my dark mirror?”

“Oh, I’d like to see your dark mirror.” I said. Well, in for a penny, in for a pound, so they say.

“Well, here it is, my dear, lean forward and take a look. You will see the future, the Man of your dreams perhaps?”

From the table she removed a purple and gold silk scarf, (gaudy, I thought it) and underneath was a gold framed mirror, but instead of the usually silvered glass, this mirror was shiny and black.

I lifted it up to look into it. I could just see a rough silhouette of a person. I started to feel very strange. My arms started tingling, like nettle rash, and I could feel a kind of trepidation rise up in me. I stared intently at this silhouette as it resolved into the figure of a man. A Man completely faceless

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 24/March/2018

 

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