Kitty Cats Christmas (A Poem For Amber And Jet)

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This Christmas the two household cats decided to celebrate in their own special way.  Amber and Jet are two-year old black cats of the rare Bombay Breed.  This poem is dedicated to their very “unique” personalities. 

The Christmas tree was brought in sparkly in all of its winter pine needle finery

Ready to be decorated with heirloom ornaments, to celebrate the season with favored adornments

White crystal bells along with wooden treasures and red and silver balls were hung with pleasure

The family was pleased with this site, especially, when the tree was strung with all of the lights

Sister, brother, mother, father and grandmother too, admired their beautiful Yuletide view

As they knew that Christmas was started now, they stood back to look at each lovely bough

They talked of the past, shared stories together; Hugged, sang and laughed with each other

While merriment and joy filled the room, almost forgotten, idly batting at some very loose cotton

Two family members sat in the corner away from the rest; Plotted and planned their big midnight zest

Amber and Jet curled up, black tails wrapped around paws; Stared in rapture at what they saw

They waited patiently til all were asleep to begin their much anticipated holiday treat

Soon darkness surrounded the beautiful tree; Amber and Jet set out on their spree

They nibbled the needles, deftly batted colored balls, red and silver rolled all over the halls

Oh what a fun time they had, chasing ornaments to and fro; Never admitting this was naughty or bad

In the morning their adventure was found; The house awoke to the tree brought down

Amber and Jet sat patiently on the floor by its side, dreaming of pine needles broken and dried

Two sets of golden-colored eyes filled with wonder, recalling their marvelous night of plunder

©2015 Merriam Kathaleen

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OH, THE LESSONS WE LEARN FROM JUST LIVING LIFE

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Oh, how I would like to write about this wonderful experience or that awesome one.  But, instead I’m going to write about how two days last week just when I thought that life couldn’t be any better the bottom sort of fell out.  My Gosh, life is pretty amazing.

The first day, all was going along merrily.  I was working on my post, “The Journey Of My Vintage Navajo Necklace Takes Me To Old Mesilla”.  Then all of a sudden my internet connection went dead.  I spent over an hour trying to figure out what was wrong with my computer when I finally gave up.  I don’t know why, but, when there is something wrong with my internet connection I always go into “fix-it” mode with my computer.  I usually go into this “fix-it” mode because invariably the problem is with a glitch in my computer.  So, of course this time I figured the problem was going to be computer related.  Nope, I was completely off base.  Everything that I tried to “fix” on my computer did not fix the problem.  Try as I might I just could not get a solid connection to the internet.  I finally gave up and shut down my computer and then I found out that it was not my computer that was having problems it was the ISP (internet service provider) that was offline.  At that point there was nothing I COULD do.

When it is my computer that is having the problem even with my limited technology ability I can usually figure out the problem and correct it so that I can continue on my computing way.  Only this time I wasn’t able to fix the problem, especially when I finally discovered the reason I was sans internet was due to the ISP being down.  The problem was completely out of my control and hands.  So, I had to resign myself to spending the rest of my afternoon without being able to do anything online.  At first, I was frustrated then as I realized that my being frustrated would not change the situation I R-E-L-A-X-E-D.  I gave over to the higher power.  I surrendered, relaxed, breathed deeply and had a very enjoyable and stress free rest of the afternoon.

That night as I looked back on my day it became very clear to me that if I had let my frustration about losing the internet run me I would have been miserable the rest of the day.  It also became very clear that I had lived an example of letting go and letting be and letting God.  I smiled as I drifted off to sleep.  For, just a silly experience of losing my internet became truly a further great eye-opening and heart-opening education for me in the greater understanding of surrendering and letting go.

The next opportunity I had in this letting go process was just a few days later when I walked into the kitchen and there on the floor was a puddle of water.  At first I thought one of the cats had peed on the floor.  I know the cats would not do that but that was the only explanation that made sense to me until something told me to investigate further.  No, it wasn’t because a kitty cat peed it was because the dishwasher had peed.  The dishwasher was leaking water all over the kitchen floor and the water was running into the family room like a rushing river.  Needless to say I sprung into action.  I grabbed paper towels to sop up the rushing water and to make a dam against the onslaught of the rushing dishwasher river.  (tile floors instead of carpet is definitely a lifesaver.)  With a paper towel dam in place I quickly dashed to the linen closet and grabbed big thick towels to take care of the standing water.

It was a good idea I got the thick big towels because the problem was not just a little leak.  Apparently, the water was not draining from the bottom of the dishwasher and it was seeping out through the dishwasher door.  I was happy I had figured out where the water was coming from.  The river on the kitchen and family room floor was sopped up by the towels and now I could turn my attention to bailing out the inside of the dishwasher.  As I was bailing it occurred to me the dishwasher had not been run for several days and the last time it was run it worked fine.

I first discovered the leak on the floor around 9:30 in the morning and by the time I sopped up the rushing river on the floor and bailed out the dishwasher it was close to noon.  But, I was happy because the water was gone.  Or so I thought.   Within an hour there was another river of rushing water on the floor and the water culprit was dripping as fast as it could from the unhappy dishwasher.  I had been smart and left dams of towels on the floor just “in case” the water came back.  I opened the dishwasher door and once again there was standing water inside.  I again sopped up the water from the kitchen and family room floors and bailed out the dishwasher.  By now it was past 3:00 in the afternoon.  I had spent almost my entire day wrestling with this leaking water problem that was continually coming back.  I realized I could sop up and bail but that was not going to stop the leaking problem.  I now called for help and by 5:00 the problem was stopped.

Ok, the leaking water problem was solved but, my entire day and especially my afternoon time I spend writing was gone.  My day had turned upside down.  As I was sopping up the river of leaking water earlier in the morning I said to myself “This is what happens in life.”  Yep, life is full of these little surprises.  You wake up thinking all is going ok and then, out of the blue (astrologically speaking this was definitely a Uranus happening moment.) a river of leaking water happens and the next thing you know is your whole day disappears from you as you sop up water and bail.  All I could do was laugh at the situation.  So, I laughed in between sopping, bailing and thinking about how this is what happens in life.  Yep, laughing certainly helped me to not go into frustration mode.  Laughing also helped me to realize this was yet another example of me needing to surrender. Because, once again, everything that happened was not as I had planned for my day.  After I took care of everything I could at last sit down and I treated myself to some yummy chocolate.  Ahhh!  Everything was now better.

There is nothing better than letting go and letting God and of course, not to mention, celebrating with yummy chocolate how I managed a chaotic day.

These two unexpected experiences have set the tone for me of relaxing into a stress free existence at least for now anyway and until the next “life happens” event comes along.

His KARMA (CARMA) Will Get Him

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Today I finally went to the Las Cruces Police Department to file a report about the jerk in the car who stopped and made lewd remarks to me last Monday 6/30/14 (See Tuesday 7/1/14 “Where The Heck Did That Come From?” post)

My angels were with me as I walked into the police department.  The policewoman who took a report from me on 6/13/14 about a similar situation but with a different jerk was at the reporting window today.  I was not looking forward to making another report only because I was concerned about the police thinking I’m making this up.  After all this was my second report in less than 30 days.  I was completely wrong about this nagging worry.  The policewoman remembered me and she was as compassionate as the first time I made a report.  She told me she did not think I was making this up and was quite concerned for my safety if another situation happens.  She told me that it is best that I say nothing and just continue walking while I ignore the man.  I am sure this is very sound advice and I will take it to heart.

I am pleased that I followed through and walked myself over to the police department to file the report.  This is now behind me and I can move on in my life.  In order to move on I feel that I must tie up the loose ends that are dangling in front of me.  As I walked out of the police department I realized there is no way the police will be able to do anything about this jerk and that the report is really about getting the incident on the record, nothing else.  I also realized that if there is to be any action against this jerk it would come through his KARMA (Carma).  I said to myself I guess his KARMA (Carma) will get him.

 

Crying May Be The Answer But Maybe Not Today

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I thought I was going to cry about the situation of the jerk who made a lewd proposal to me as I was walking on Monday.  (See my “Where The Heck Did That Come From?” post)  I haven’t cried as yet.  I’m not saying I won’t, I’m just saying the strong feeling has not taken over me right now.  Instead, the skies opened up and poured down much needed rain on us here in sun-parched Las Cruces.  I guess nature decided to cry for me while I build up to the emotional release I need.  Nature got quite emotional and handed us large quarter-sized rain plops that dropped on us for about twenty minutes.  This is monsoon season here in Southwest New Mexico.  The result of a monsoon is large rain plops the size of nickles that rapidly grow to the size of quarters drenching everything in site for a torrential 15 to 20 minutes.  The torrent is so raging that the plops hit the parched ground and have no where to go but run off in rivers of rushing water.  For some reason the plops do not soak into the ground they just hit it viciously and collect into a rushing mound of H2O that is pushed and shoved by supremely heavy gusts of wind.  Yep, that is our monsoon.  Try walking in it and carrying an umbrella over your head to keep you dry.  It doesn’t work.  You have an umbrella that turns inside out and you get drenched, soaked and dripping wet.  At least the temperature is hot, like about 98 degrees, and as soon as the monsoon plops stop you start drying out.  My dripping clothes dry within 20 minutes as I continue walking.  The one thing I have come to realize I have to look out for is the lightning and of course it is important to watch out for the flash flooding. (I have only lived here in Las Cruces for about two years and I am still getting used to our weather tantrums)  Such is the daily experience of our rainy season.  I guess with all this water pouring out of the sky, the heavy gusts of wind, the fingers of lightning looking like they are ready to strike the earth in a firey blast, it is no wonder I won’t be crying for a day or two.  Nature seems to have shown all the emotions I was feeling.

Back to the jerk who propositioned me from his car as he drove past me on Monday while I was walking to the store.  I did not go to the police station today to file a report about the incident.  I had intended to go there this afternoon but instead I walked to the Pic Quik to cash in the winning scratch off ticket my roommate gave me.  Guess What?  The scratch off ticket was not a winner.  While I was there I decided to buy my on $1 scratch off ticket.  I felt I needed to buy the Lucky 7’s ticket and when I asked the clerk who I have come to know what ticket he thought I should buy he also said the Lucky 7’s.  That was it.  My intuition and his intuition combined gave me a winning ticket.  I won $7 by scratching off 3 7’s in a row.  I then decided to buy a Power Ball ticket even though I did not win last week.  Don’t get me wrong I don’t go crazy over the Lottery.  It’s just that years ago I decided to use my own #’s and buy Power Ball and Mega Millions tickets once or twice a week.  I buy the tickets weekly for about a year or two and then I stop for a month or two before I buy again.  Is this a winning strategy?  I don’t know, but, it works for me.  I get to rest my frustration at not winning and then I start up again fresh and ready to go.  Besides you can’t win if you don’t play.  Come to think about it that is a great metaphor for life.