Anything is Possible!

With Hope, Faith, and Perseverance


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One Letter Made a Difference

Avas Letter to Pizza Express about straws

Five year old Ava wrote this letter to a pizza chain asking them to stop using plastic straws, because plastic straws can hurt animals. As a result, Pizza Express, has decided to switch to bio-degradable paper straws.

Here’s the story:

https://www.goodnewsnetwork.org/heartfelt-letter-5-year-old-causes-restaurant-chain-swap-plastic-straws-paper/

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Clean Underwear and the OCD Octopus (Must be Stream of Consciousness Saturday)

SOC winner 2017

Occasionally, I get a little bit OCD, but only about certain things, like checking the stove before I leave the house. Off. Off. Off. Off. Off. And some might say I’m OCD about the order of my laundry items. Underwear, my underwear anyway, can only be washed after my towels and nighties which come after my husband’s white towels, which come after pants, which come after shirts, which come after the dog towels and floor towels which I just did which means my husband can wash his clothes now. Sometimes I’ll wash his clothes, but he is patient most of the time. I don’t think I’m OCD about anything else. Okay maybe recycling. Don’t want any plastics ending up in the ocean if we can help it.

Have you seen that huge field of plastic in the ocean? It’s awful. The ocean is not for plastic crap. It’s for kelp and fish and whales and octopuses or octopi. (Spell check accepts either spelling.) Have you ever seen those those videos of octopuses/octopi escaping from a jar or a small, like I’m talking tiny, opening? I’m not going to share those because I’m not quite sure if they are humane. But I remember one video about an octopus that lived in an aquarium and escaped down a drain to return to the ocean. So what does that tell us about the octopus? They are smart, no more than smart – intelligent, and flexible.

Sometimes humans think that if someone or something looks very different from “us” like an octopus for example, it couldn’t possibly be intelligent. Same with dolphins and whales. But don’t make that mistake. Their thinking, language, and cultures may be very different from ours, but that doesn’t mean they don’t have thinking, language, and culture. There is plenty of evidence to support the intelligence of marine mammals and octopi, none of which belongs in an aquarium. They all belong in the ocean.

Do you think the octopi that escaped were able to do so because they were OCD? That could be another story: The OCD Octopus.  But I’d rather they were free, like this one, than OCD.

Today’s Stream of Consciousness prompt is to start our post with a word that starts with “oc.” We get bonus points if we end with a word that starts with “oc.” So, I’m a happy octopus. 🙂

For more information, visit the blog of Linda G. Hill at this link:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/01/19/the-friday-reminder-for-socs-jusjojan-daily-prompt-jan-20th-2018/

Here are the rules for SOCS which I try to follow without being OCD.

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” “Begin with the word ‘The’,” or simply a single word to get your started.

4. Ping back! It’s important, so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours. Your link will show up in my comments for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top. NOTE: Pingbacks only work from WordPress sites. If you’re self-hosted or are participating from another host, such as Blogger, please leave a link to your post in the comments below.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read everyone’s! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find right below the “Like” button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. As a suggestion, tag your post “SoCS” and/or “#SoCS” for more exposure and more views.

8. Have fun!

 


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Charley Horses, Dogs, Chickens, and Bananas

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Today’s Stream of Consciousness prompt is “cramp.”

Do you even get a cramp in your foot, or your leg at night? They are the worst. I’ve heard some people, really old people, call them a Charley Horse. I wonder where that comes from? Should I look it up? Sometimes streams of consciousness get detoured for a look up…. Well, that took longer than I planned. There was a lame horse named Charley which I don’t want to think about, and the term was used a lot in baseball in the 1800s. Now, lets get back to the main stream of my consciousness.

Where was I?  Charley horses are muscle spasms or cramps. I’ve had some doozies and you probably have too. Mine are at night, not that often, but when they come, you lay there and think, can I just relax my leg/foot and it will go away. That would be nice, but then, Aaaagh! You have to get up and walk it out. For me, that often means pacing because my house is little. Some might say cramped. It’s not a tiny house, but two bedrooms and one bath is small. I prefer to think of it as cozy. My cozy urban cottage with the big back yard.

Having a big fenced in back yard has always been important to me, mostly for the dogs, and also, now, for the trees. Dogs should have room to run. Trees, not so much. All animals should have room to run if they want to. Or waddle, or scratch, or fly. That’s why when I buy eggs, which is not often as I inch toward veganism (often with three inches forward and two inches back) I buy free-range eggs. But free-range doesn’t always mean happy chickens if they are in a crowded area. Granted, it’s better not to be in a cage, but it can get cramped if you have to share your space with a lot of other chickens, standing wing to wing because you can’t fly…. Yeah, so I don’t buy eggs often. What did I just buy eggs for? I don’t even remember! Well, that’s nothing new. It was some kind of cake mix that required two eggs. The rest are now hard boiled.

I’d rather buy bananas and put them in my oatmeal. Aren’t bananas good for cramps? Potassium? Water is supposed to be good for muscle cramps. Water is good for just about everything. As long as it’s safe water without a bunch of bad chemicals in it. Water is life. Water flows though many paths in the stream of consciousness. If you’d like to travel along more of those streams, eat bananas so you don’t get cramps and visit our SOCS promptress, Linda Hill, at this blog post:

https://lindaghill.com/2017/12/01/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-dec-2-17/

Here are the SOCS rules:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” “Begin with the word ‘The’,” or simply a single word to get your started.

4. Ping back! It’s important, so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours. Your link will show up in my comments for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top. NOTE: Pingbacks only work from WordPress sites. If you’re self-hosted or are participating from another host, such as Blogger, please leave a link to your post in the comments below.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read everyone’s! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find right below the “Like” button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. As a suggestion, tag your post “SoCS” and/or “#SoCS” for more exposure and more views.

8. Have fun!


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The Elephant Rescuer

Today, I’m honoring a woman with a big, beautiful heart. Lek Chailbert started an elephant rescue program in Thailand with donations and volunteers. Elephants are some of the most intelligent, social beings on the planet, but they are abused and exploited in many parts of the world. Lek Chailbert is working to save them, and other animals, with dedication, patience, and love.

 

For more information, visit:

https://www.elephantnaturepark.org/

 

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The Turtle at the Chinese Restaurant

turtle at chinese buffet

Since my father died in January, I drive the hour to his house (which is technically my house now) once or twice a month to sort through the possessions he and Mom collected over the 47 years they lived there. It’s quite a process (physically and emotionally) which will likely take me a couple of years.

A mile from their house (I can’t seem to call it my house since I haven’t lived there in 40 years) is a Chinese restaurant with a buffet.  After mom died, we started going there for Christmas dinner.  Dad didn’t want to have a “family dinner” at the house without her. Since Dad died, my husband and I have gone to the buffet occasionally since it’s so convenient. In addition to it being strange without Dad, there was something else that bothered me about the place. They have one of those 6 foot long aquariums with large fish swimming back and forth in what seems like very little space for the number and size of the fish. To make matters worse, they have a turtle swimming around there too. The turtle, about the size of my open hand, would pull itself up on a corner and stick it’s head out, maybe  waiting for a treat. I always worried that the turtle didn’t have anywhere to rest other than perching on the corner of the tank. Didn’t he get tired from having to swim all the time? I worried that he (I’m using he because, from my human perspective, it looks like a he) might climb out and get hurt. So, I decided I didn’t want to go to this buffet anymore, because it upset me to see the turtle living in these conditions. That was until recently, when we were tired from all the sorting, and the buffet was just too convenient, so we went.

On this last visit, I noticed they  had put a piece of wood in the aquarium for the turtle to perch on.

turtle perch

I thanked the manager for this addition on the way out. He said he wanted to tell me a story about the turtle. He said that five years ago, a customer had found the turtle on the floor, just inside the outer door of the foyer.  He held up his fingers to show that the turtle had been about the size of a silver dollar when they found him. They put the tiny turtle in the aquarium where he has lived, and apparently thrived, ever since. The manager smiled as he told the story, like he was fond of the turtle.

If it had been me who found the baby turtle, I probably would taken the him to a pond or creek to swim free and hang out with other turtles. But then, he could have been eaten by an alligator.  And who knows if he was even born wild. He kind of looks like one of those store bought baby turtles, which is another problem altogether.

After hearing the story, I considered this turtle, and the restaurant, from a different perspective. In a way, the restaurant management had rescued the turtle from being stepped on. They gave him a home and took care of him. And who knows? Maybe he’s happy there, especially now that he has a perch to rest on.


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The fears are paper tigers.

There’s so much I love about this post by “Purple Rays.” In the painting, the woman is attending to an animal we usually think of as fierce, maybe even frightening. But she is loving, even playful toward the tiger with the flower necklace. Perhaps, instead of pushing them away, I will comfort my fears as I would a fearful child. Then I can take the action that is needed in my life as encouraged by the words of Amelia Earhart.

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“The most difficult thing is the decision to act,
the rest is merely tenacity.
The fears are paper tigers.
You can do anything you decide to do.
You can act to change and control your life;
and the procedure,
the process is its own reward.”

~Amelia Earhart

Artist~Frederick Stuart Church
Text & image source: Remember ღ Once upon a Time? https://web.facebook.com/RememberOnceUponATime/

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