Posts Tagged ‘Facebook’

First Rain of Autumn


14 Oct

Claudius - no red-eyeIt’s raining today. Although it’s been feeling like we completely missed Fall and dropped right into Winter, this rain is an autumn rain. It’s chilly outside, but the house is nice and warm. As soon as I left my bed, Claudius shot like a dart to the warm spot and snuggled himself down for the day. Unless something interesting happens in the kitchen.

Panda and Marcus have just finished their breakfast and both are fast asleep; one of the dog bed, one on the couch.

MarcusMarcus, our eldest dog, is really showing his age these last few months. It’s mostly his back legs. They get stiff and it’s harder for him to get up as smoothly as he used to. He’s more wary about the steps in the house, and the staircase down to the backyard. Of course, if there are evil birds invading our yard, all bets are off and he’s screaming down those stairs like a youngster.

One of Marcus’ favorite spots to sleep is our leather couch. He does pretty well in the morning in getting himself up there, but in the evening he can only get his front end up. If no one sees him, he squeak/whistles (an ear piercing, very soft sound) until either Richard or I gather up the back end (of course, the heaviest part!) and lift him. He’s thankful, though, and always licks the hand, or the face if its too close!

On another topic, I am beginning to awaken from my summer hibernation. No matter that the cold weather is coming early, mentally I’m stretching and cannot wait until the first snow comes down.

What I do find interesting is that all this socialising I’ve been doing (Facebook, Twitter, now LiveJournal) was begun several weeks ago. It just means my meds are doing the job. Without meds, I wouldn’t have my first bout of cold induced euphoria until the temperature really dropped.

Tis good, and so far today I actually feel like I’ve accomplished something.

The Details, or Who is Geminiani?


11 Oct

I don’t skim when I am reading. If I want to have any chance of my swiss cheese brain retaining what I’ve read, then I must take in all words. That, coupled with my curiosity, sends me one some interesting searches when I read a small tidbit that catches my eye.

Francesco Geminiani

One thing I’m always looking for is new music that touches me. A mention of the composer Geminiani by Logospilgrim at Facebook led me to Google the composer’s name: Francesco Geminiani, which led me to Wikipedia to YouTube, which is a good place to find some of the most obscure music around.

The Inchanted Forrest [First Part] – IX. Allegro (I fabbri cacciati dai mostri)

Very beautiful music and I was pleased to see so many videos at YouTube that featured his music. Of course I’m going to Amazon next to see if I can find a CD. Lastly, I’m going to ask my husband (the classical music collector) if he’s heard of Geminiani. I’m always hoping to stump him.

A small fact about Francesco Geminiani:

He also had aristocratic pupils, among them the Earl of Essex who in 1728 tried unsuccessfully to arrange for Geminiani to become Master and Composer of the State Music of Ireland. It was also the Earl of Essex who had to rescue him from prison after he ran into debt through his consuming passion for art-dealing and collecting. This may have led him to leave London for a period in Dublin in 1733, where he rapidly built up a fine reputation as a teacher, performer, concert promoter and musical theorist. In that same year, he opened a Concert Room in Dublin, using the upstairs premises for music and the rooms below for trading in pictures. However, he was soon to return to London to make it his permanent home, although he did pay another visit to Dublin a few years later.

Signs of Trust


07 Oct

This has been a curious, and rather enlightening week, so far. I feel like I’m being gently guided, encouraged, to confront fears I have long swept under the rug. Part of this I think comes from the pain I’ve been dealing with that still continues to trigger panic attacks.

I’m not just physically exhausted, but mentally, too. That’s when thoughts of suicide find a way past my barriers (mental and medicinal).

Even though this has been the toughest week I’ve faced, I’m rather happy in a contented sort of way. I hesitate to speculate that this may be due in part to a resurgence of my social self. I’m not hardcore, but I check in at Facebook and Twitter a few times a day.

I understand Twitter a bit more than I have the previous three times I re-activated my Twitter account for one reason or another. I don’t, quite, understand how folks follow things like news, etc., yet, but I’m sure to suss it out later. As for Facebook, once you ditch all the games and extra crap and just deal with the basics, it’s not bad. I’ve met two people from high school days. One PMs me now and again. Another has yet to even say a regular “hello” because he’s busy playing all the games. It’s all right. He always used to be on another plane anyway.

On Facebook I have more ‘friends’ than I really know. I would guess about ten are folks who have stuck in my mind and not slipped through my sieve of forgetfulness.

place of healingOn both social places I like to leave my status. Sometimes serious, sometimes silly. It isn’t roleplaying, I’m not hiding behind an alias, I’m just me.

What sparked all of this was an amazing article by SnarkyPants. I met her through a meme that we both participate in once in awhile. I haven’t read a lot of her blog, but I do like what I read. From her post Blue Balloons:

“Can you just trust us?” and I replied (out loud because I am alone in car) “I’m afraid to. Afraid that it won’t be what I want.” and again I heard the word “Trust”. Grudgingly, I said “okay okay okay”.

For me, has really been about trust. I lost that a long while back. Oh, I had it in a few places, but that was the comfortable sort of trust where you really don’t need to take a risk to trust. Risky trust is a lot harder and it takes some work. It’s scary, too. However, I think I’m ready to do this. After all, what do I have to lose?

How does Trust work in your life?

We can fly because two brothers trusted their vision

We can fly because two brothers trusted their vision

I Have Been Here Before

I am seeking a question.