THE BLACK MOMENT

Don’t you just hate it when this happens…

You go into a project with a friend…

Get all excited and plunk down some $$$…

Then spend months working on it…

Only to have said friend…

Back out of the project because…

      ** NEWS FLASH **

WRITER DIES AT WRITER RETREAT

OK, not a true news story…

But definitely a true story…

This wimp/liar/nutcase friend…

Who was going to do the retreat with me…

Looked me square in the eye and said…

“I just know if I do this retreat I’ll die!

The energy is wrong! It’s scary!”

I am not joking.

How do you possibly counter that?

You can’t, and I didn’t.

I told her she’s entitled to her belief system…

And I, mine.

e.g. I believe in keeping your word…

I believe in not letting your friends down…

Yada, yada, yada.
Was I hurt? Disappointed? Shocked? Confused?

Yes, yes, yes, and yes.

But when someone has a belief system…

So strong…

You have to concede that nothing you say…

Will change their crazy mind.

*sigh*

I know I’ll soften…

Because I don't hold grudges…

And I do plan on regrouping next year…

Because it will take several people to replace her.

She was that good.

* sigh *

But on the upside…
I have more time to work on my goals.
So?

How are you at getting over stuff? 
And not holding grudges?

Always,

Em-Musing

I DO, YOUR HONOR

Words…

We write them…

We speak them…

But do we honor words?

Specifically, when you give your word. 

I’m going to put my heart…

On my blog today…

Because it’s hurting.

I’ve been working with a writer friend…

Putting together a writer retreat.

She and I met four years ago…

At a dinner party here in Mexico…

Our host sat us next to each other…

We discovered we were both writers…

Both bought jungle lots in Rancho San Martin…

With the intention of doing a writer retreat…

Though we bought our lots at different times…

They are across from each other…

What are the odds, right?

Fast forward to a few months ago…

We say, “OK! It’s time! Let’s do this retreat! ”

First, upfront money from me ($2,300) …

For a website, & deposit for retreat location…

No biggie, though. I’ll recoup.

Then many hours putting the schedule together…

Imagining how our different workshops will be… 

The fun it will be… 

And then lo and behold - an editor agreed to come!!!!

YAY! 

But then… 

This past Saturday…

In an EMAIL no less…

My friend backs out! …

Saying… 

"My energy is in a different place…

Winds of change blew into my life…

I needs to honor it…

You can do this retreat on your own.

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I am hurt, angry, disappointed, confused…

How could she go back on her word?

The truth is – I can’t do this retreat on my own.

She was supposed to be doing energy workshops…

On things I'm not trained in.  

I don’t have that expertise. 

I haven’t spoken to her yet…

Though she wants to.

However, we’ve emailed back & forth some…

But before I meet with her…

I need to have my emotions in place…

And right now they're scrambled.

I have no clue how to regroup the retreat.

In her last email she said…

"I have to honor my new energy."

So…

I have a deep question for you… 

When it comes to "honoring"… 

How to you choose WHAT to honor? 

keeping your word on your committment to a friend?
Or…
Your "energy" whatever that really means?

Has anyone ever reneged on their word to you?

Always,

Em-Musing

P.S. If you or anyone you know does energy work and is a writer, or does energy work on writers, and would like to come and do a workshop here in Mexico, email me and let me know your fee and availability, june 14 - 19. 

UNDER MY THUMBS

When I learned to type…

My fingers fit the keyboard…

And I used all my fingers…

I could get a rhythm and flow going on…

Much like playing a piano.

But now I've had to learn…

To use only my thumbs or my pointer finger…

For texting…

And it’s driving me crazy!

My fingers don't fit the tiny keyboard!

Yeah, yeah I know…

I can “speak”  my comments…

But I don’t always want others to hear me…

And if I call that person…

They won’t answer!

What’s up with that?

Only their thumbs are available?

And then there’s the hassle of Skype or Facetime.

SFX: Video call coming through

Shit! 

“Be right there,” I yell off camera.

I then scramble and grab more to put on…

Because I'm in the tropics and it's hot here…

And my grandkids don’t need to see…

Barely clad grandma.

So? 

Ever have to dress or redress for video calls?

And what about long conversations via texting?

Thumbs up? Thumbs down? 

Always,

Em-Musing

FRANKENBLOG

Much like Mary Shelley…

Who wrote about a doctor creating a man…
From  body parts not yet cold in their graves…
I wanted to write on a cool blog…
But I didn't like any of Blogger's templates…
So I created one myself…
Piecing together bits of this and that…
Until I created… 
EEEEEEAAAAA!
FRANKENBLOG!
It looks like a real blog…
But doesn't behave like a real blog.

And if that isn't horrifying enough…

After months of my blog acting lifeless…

Not able to handle new changes…

EEEEEEAAAAA!

It's come alive again!!!

IT ZOMBIE-FIED!

I know this to be true because the other day…

I went to write a post and…

EEEEEEAAAAA!
My blog background was changed!

All by itself!

From black to white!

And I didn’t do it! 
It had to have been my zombie-fied blog!

And then for the last week…

Every time I open up my blog…

EEEEEEAAAAA!

I’ve lost followers!

But I don’t believe for a minute…

Thirty people have taken the time…

To “unfollow" me.

Because you know how it is…

You follow someone…

But you don’t always comment…

Nor do you “unfollow” them.

So my zombie-of-a-blog… 
Must have devoured those followers!
Or wait…
Do you ever unfollow someone's blog?

And… 
Do freaky things happen to your blog too?

Always,

Em-Musing