Private life of me

Public life is easier with an anonymous identity. In real life, when I meet people face to face, and then sit down at my blog, I become acutely aware that that person may be looking at what I write! Reality is that they may not ever read a word I write.

Sooooooo……. (looks up at ceiling) I have to get over this self-consciousness.

Could crawling back into my shell cure the problem? (laughs)

I am also aware of my family quietly checking in on the latest news (waves – “Hi Mum!”)

All those things that come to mind to write about are quickly discarded, such as trauma, health, relationships, business progress, religion, my emotional life – especially through poetry, and pretty much everything.

The colouring book is fiiiine, it doesn’t seem to get affected by self-consciousness.

Perhaps I could don an anonymous personality purely for my writing, and start afresh! This blog actually has become pretty quiet lately, and seems to have lost a definite focus. It’s been a bit all over the place since I started to get serious about earning an income online.

If you are visiting for the first time, or a regular follower, pleeease share any tips on what you might do to get over this sort of self-consciousness. Is the anonymous way the best bet do you think?

Or would it work to dedicate this blog to a certain thing, such as poetry, and make every post a piece of poetry? I appreciate your input!

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Pack-rape not pre-meditated?

Does judgement

reflect the culture

of our community?

http://sunlive.co.nz/news/36028-pyes-pa-pack-rapists-sentenced.html

The Honourable Justice

http://www.alta2011.com/keynote_speakers.html

An appeal to Justice

http://www.sunlive.co.nz/news/57374-convicted-rapists-appeal-case.html

How do you judge young “respectable” high achievers with jobs and future prospects?

http://www.nzherald.co.nz/bay-of-plenty-times/news/article.cfm?c_id=1503343&objectid=11084147

Does commercial law give a good background for judging cases involving sex offenders?

Is hitting someone worth greater punishment than raping someone?

 

Does judgement

reflect the culture

of our community?

 

Who is teaching this culture?

Short poems

Anyone keen on doing some poetry? I’m finding it hard to get started, so here is list of prompts to choose from. Be my guest, join in and grab a prompt.

 Life          Harrowing      Near
 Death         Watermelon     Freezing
 Love          Left           Right
 Loss          Perfect        Window
 Grief         Sorrow         Next
 Sadness       Pain           Healing
 Friendship    Fear           Happiness
 Hope          Dazzling       Blind
 Joy           Radiant        Shining
 Peace         Beauty         Anaphylactic

It makes an unusual poem in itself, with “near death watermelon freezing love…”

1. Okay. Throwing some words together to start with, to see what they do…

Getting angry stops me
going into anaphylactic
shock

Harrowing fear
Perfect loss

Dazzling joy
of friendship
detained until further investigation.

Next
my grief –
stricken
by you.

Sorrow, the painful companion
strokes my heart
cools my head with sudden tears

2. Maybe try some shorter versions…

Life, the ineffable, unfathomable, ever-present, unspeakable beauty

Death, the sudden companion on a dark night, probing indiscreetly, and snatching away in an instant.

Love, the salt in my food, not in my wound.

Grief, locked door to hidden sorrows, masked by pain

Friendship, the doorway to hope, a hand to hold, while leaping across an abyss

Beauty, the silent wonder, ethereal grace, of a world beyond

Give me the key, the salt, and immerse me in what lays beyond.

3. With a rhyme this time…

Harrowing near death experience

brought watermelon tears to my eyes

What a surprise

Freezing love left quickly

before the warmth could melt a broken heart

into a puddle of tears

4. Can the rhyme / it’s time / to stop.

 

 

Homeschool work-at-home single parents

I am in search of moral support and a look into how others manage in a similar position. Here’s a few of my findings.

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Examples of types of work done by folk who work while homeschooling. There’s a wide variety!

http://a2zhomeschooling.com/main_articles/working_from_home_while_homeschooling/

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Some interesting statistics, and how to fit homeschooling into weekends and holidays.

http://a2zhomeschooling.com/main_articles/single_working_parent_family/

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Single, but not Alone. An article on the difficulties faced when homeschooling as a single parent, and how faith fits into the picture.

http://www.hslda.org/courtreport/V27N1/V27N101.asp

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Working outside the home full-time, while homeschooling. It was interesting to learn how this family took their child with them to work.

http://homeedmag.com/HEM/193/mjwork.php

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The Real Reason Parents Don’t Homeschool… And I will investigate this further a bit later on, as I see the writer has three startups under her belt. And lots of links to explore in her article.

http://homeschooling.penelopetrunk.com/2013/01/24/the-real-reason-parents-dont-homeschool/

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This weekend, I am actually going to have a “weekend.”

Hope you all enjoy your weekends too!

I will be up at 2.30am Sunday for Twitter @Artist_Chat on the #ArtistChat hashtag, for the interview with author/artist Arthur H. Browne of the Pouring My Art Out Blog.  Apparently that’s 7.30am Pacific Time, or 10.30am EST Saturday. Perhaps we’ll see you there!

A Story of a Minotaur, or “What a Lot of Bull.”

And this is how the story begins, with a letter, freshly written on rumpled lined paper, barely brushed free of sleep and hidden dreams.

Dear brother,

I walked down the maze,
and saw the Minotaur
eating human flesh.

His keepers wrapped a rope
around my delicate neck.

The stocks were for me
and my whole family.

And all that was left
of old Mr Plod,
was a cap
floating
in a cauldron of hot cat.

The Minotaur’s trainer
began the Appetizing Game,
Showing the wild monster
some blood
without screams.

(He did not wish
to put the beast off)

The stabbings began
and I was stretched on a rack;
The Minotaur slept
after a complex mating ritual.

What a lot of Bull.

The lid lifted on the maze.
The sun dried up the blood.
The mad Minotaur
screamed in pain
as the light shone bright
on all his mutated ugliness.

And his lovers
were shot, by a passing helicopter
of Armed Defenders.

They discovered the Magician
still clutching trembling wand,
curled up in the corner
repeating his own name.
They chopped off his fame.

Dear brother,
I saw
the mad Minotaur
as they turned him into mincemeat
and dug him into the garden.

Where now I sit.
Enjoy the sweet scent of blossoming Spring.
Dear brother,
It was a long time ago,
and I sincerely want you to know,

the madness of the maze
has been clearly exposed.

Your sister,
in truth.

===== Also on video courtesy of YouTube ====

Unbroken

Solitary, alone
Might unknown
She hefts the weight
with ease

Pushes forward
through heat and Storm
While others break
She must go on

(Too long for #TwitterPoetry @Wilder_Soul)

Transferable Skills

This is a huge list that wouldn’t really fit on a CV, so I will have to decide what to put on and what to leave off. Notably I left out the entire section on “Dealing with Data.” I pretty much burnt my brain out with analyzing data and facts, investigating, locating answers or information, classifying, comparing, inspecting, recording facts, counting, observing, compiling, research, detail-oriented… and it would not be a good job match for me at present. I can deal with it in the doses required in my home-life, and that is my limit.

Here goes – my transferable skills:

All of the Creative, Artistic section

artistic, music appreciation, dance, body movement, perform, act, draw, sketch, render, present artistic ideas, play instruments, expressive.

Working with People section

patient, care for, pleasant, counsel people, sensitive, supportive, help others, insightful, teach, anticipate needs, open-minded, kind, take orders, listen, serving, trust, working with others, understand, adaptable

Most of the Leadership section

Motivate people, plan, delegate, run meetings, direct others, explain things to others, self-motivated, get results, think of others, direct projects, team builder, solve problems, mediate problems, take risks, empowering others.

(Must note that this is the natural position of a homeschooling sole mother. Whether it transfers to any environment is the question. Those I direct and motivate are my own children.)

Some Key or Other transferable skills

Customer service oriented, accepted responsibility, desire to learn and improve, solve problems, team player, work independently, computer skills

Use my hands, assemble or make things, safety-conscious, follow instructions

And lastly, the Using Words, Ideas section

Innovative, logical, research, create new ideas, design, understand the big picture

I’ve bolded the skills which stand out to me the most. That is; artistic, draw, sketch, render, help others, adaptable, self-motivated, get results, work independently, computer skills, use my hands, assemble or make things, innovative, create new ideas, design, understand the big picture.

I will list the computer skills in a separate post. This is a different kind of CV than I have made in the past. Interesting process of looking at myself and seeing what is there which might be of use outside of the home. Apparently I can enter my CV into seek.co.nz and it will pop up with ‘suitable’ or ‘appropriate’ job vacancies relating to my skills and interests. I feel a bit weird about this, as it also puts my CV in front of possible employers, whom I do not know. This is different to what I am used to, where I have either been introduced to an employer by someone I know well, or I have searched for, and sent a letter with a CV to them, after doing some research, and choosing an employer within the field and position I wish to work in.

What seems to be overlooked by those who know nothing about homeschooling, is that it is a whole bunch of skills in itself.

The latest article I read on homeschooling: http://www.connectthethoughts.net/blog/2011/10/hard-questions-about-homeschooling-part-seven-%E2%80%93-the-world-seems-to-hate-homeschool-part-i/

Colouring books

~ an update ~

The last four days have been quite intense. I have a system for uploading colourful and colouring artwork for sale. (At wildersoul.wordpress.com) The mix of black and white, with colour in some of my previews appeals to me, and I have a feeling that this colouring book style is going to affect my paintings… Everything is set up for me to start painting.

The plan is to take Friday off from the usual routine, and spend some time perhaps painting, and following Job Leads. Or self-employed Artist leads… The blog may be updated with the next letter of the alphabet, U.

It seems like no problem at all to carry on producing a colouring book pic every day. Each one is hand-drawn and I think of it as my Artist’s Sketchpad. A place to show sketches that may turn into paintings.

The pain in my left shoulder/neck has disappeared. And some Playground Therapy yesterday did me a world of good. The stress had started to build up, and going for a really high swing helped to defuse it, and I found I could breathe properly again. Then a few slides down the bumpy slide for kids a lot younger than I, and I could giggle again… and again…

I highly recommend Playground Therapy.

It also does wonders for the self-esteem. Nothing like hearing you’re amazing, from the mouths of babes. I wonder how high they will attempt to swing tomorrow!

That’s the physiological de-stress. Here’s my mental de-stress technique: If I am pressured to desert my kids with the threat of losing half of our current income, then I will go bush. This is my mental “escape hatch.” It is my way of accepting the worst that could happen, and be totally prepared to face it. An interesting novel caught my eye, which has a colourful description of the slums of India. Shantaram by Gregory David Roberts. People made their dwellings out of whatever was on hand. And there was a huge community all living together in the same conditions. The “happiness” is found in everyone being in similar circumstances. It is harder living poor in among the rich. I remember Gandhi wearing his large white sheet, and it didn’t matter where he went, or what dignitaries he met with, he wore what he wore. A man in uniform asked him if he felt underdressed for the occasion. To which Gandhi asked if the heavily decorated and uniformed man felt overdressed.

Full steam ahead. I want to be earning at least some money from my colouring book, and other art, within the next two weeks. Then I have an appointment where I will need to bring evidence of the work and learning I have put in towards setting up this online business. As well as, at the same time, showing that I am looking for any suitable/appropriate work available.

That means writing a CV. I will post it, and link to it on all my blogs. And I will think up a list of things I could possibly offer to do for others for money. Sounds serious doesn’t it! I am required to be working part-time, or in some sort of approved training course, in addition to homeschooling. I am working and learning. The only missing ingredient is the money. Any tips are much appreciated.

I have been told that doubling my price and offering different ‘levels’ of product could work. My introductory prices for September are to get the ball rolling, and make sure that my system works. I intend to aim next for the Fine Art – Digital Art market, and get serious about painting. While retaining the colouring book theme, and the therapeutic angle. I have some leads for places to display or promote my work.

That’s my life update on colouring books for tonight. It’s been a long day. Hope you enjoy the splash of colour at the Wildersoul Colouring Book.

Ok thinking out loud

Ok I am going to think out loud.
Blogging is about community
Writers and artists of all kinds
meet daily with their audience
up close, in person, rubbing shoulders
noticing hairy nostrils and
smell
of deodorant

A writer sits in a well-lit attic
room with a view of a lake
for contemplation
typewriters stacked obsoletely

I got distracted with the words down the left side.
Start again.
Thinking about where to go next
First it was art, education and kids
Then work, and it is not necessary
to teach at a school, or have a degree to
work as an art teacher and yet is that what I want?

Psychology, philosophy, religion, spirituality
fits with thoughts of healing
the mind, the spirit, the soul.
Dream pictures create good artwork
says a counsellor
she knows her world and art is an investment.

Pure expression
creativity in motion
alive in many shifting forms
here is the opportunity
to choose a creative path to
stay on, to live with
for the rest of my
life

A long poem

with sweet breath
upon velvet skin
i breathe you in
hay and horseflesh

silky fur
static with sunlight
purring in delight
cat and meatbreath

fluttering beauty
fragile strength
hold my breath
butterfly sips nectar

rough and ready
panting hard
loyal eyes adoring
dog-roll and cow-pats

milky slowness
docile heaviness
maternity swells
cud-chewing bovine

playful antics
upon my warm bed
pouncing in mock attack
kitten chews my finger

budding blossoms
secrete scent
for sweet-seeking
birds and bees

Thought it was time for an animal poem. I love animals.