Pain & Peace

Ronovan Weekly Haiku Challenge

Ronovan Writes at came up with a great challenge this week.  Our two words are:  Pain and Peace

If you want to refresh yourselves on a bit of Haiku in English, although you do not have to stick to that particular style of Haiku, it’s just my particular style to use, click here.


Sorrowful memories –

photographs stuck in time

Old reconciliations.

Manic Mondays


I stumbled upon the above cartoon at Susan Cushman’s blog at and had to share it.  This is surely the truth for most of us writer types out there.  Our past experiences contribute to our writing in so many ways.  College professors will expound on the virtues of writing what you know because it gives a budding writer something to work off of with loads of experiences to draw from.  That is only the start, however.

I like incorporating a three-step writing process into my work called ethos, pathos, and logos, shown in the illustration below.


(Image courtesy of Christopher Altman’s blog called, “The Writer’s Toolbox,” at

If you write your blog, your poetry, or your novel in such a way as to suggest any kind of feelings to your reader you are using pathos.  We convey ethos by establishing credibility with our readers.  I always try to sound like I know what I am talking about when I write.  If the reader believes you they will follow your blog.  Logos is imparted to our readers by applying some logic to our writing.  In other words, check the flow of your work.  Does it make sense?

In the blogging world we tend to write what we feel; and that means sometimes those words come out in a manic mess.  To me, there is nothing wrong with that style of writing.  Some of my favorite blogs are written in the form of a letter, which is called epistolary.  That type of writing uses strong pathos to draw the reader in.  You feel close to the writer, as if you are sharing their deep, dark secrets.  Many times you are!

Writing with the 3 step writing process has helped to ground my writing in numerous ways.  If you are having a manic Monday with writer’s block staring back at you in the mirror, try using ethos, pathos, and logos in your writing.  It will help you to get back on that keyboard once again.


This post is in response to The Daily Post’s, “You Robot,” at  The instructions are:  Congrats — you’ve been handed a robot whose sole job is to relieve you of one chore, job, or responsibility you particularly hate. What is it?


(“Rosie,” image courtesy of

I sat at my desk clicking my pen back and forth, as I pondered what my next post would be for my blog, Silver Threading.  Occasionally, I added another item to the shopping list that I was also working on.  It had been a long weekend.  Chores dominated my days and they were beginning to interfere with my writing.  I had been complaining to my husband that I needed a magic fairy to come over daily to complete all these mundane tasks that I just did not want to do.  My husband just smiled and went back out into the garage where he had been tinkering on a project for days now.

Suddenly, he came into my creative room where I do all my writing with a huge grin on his face.  He said he had a surprise for me.  That usually meant that I would get some tasty tidbit he had prepared for his lunch.  He always shared with me.  The man is a God is all I can say.

Today, he pushed a small robot into the room and stood with his hands on his hips.  “Well, what do you think?” he asked.  I turned in my chair and there before me was the cutest robot maid I had ever seen.  Covered in shiny metal, she sported a starched white apron with a matching white maid’s cap perched on her shiny head.  She moved with wheels that seemed to glide across the floor.  So this was what he had been tinkering with in the garage I thought.

“What chore do you hate the most?” he inquired.  I hated laundry and he knew I did.  Just yesterday, I had ranted about having to do the laundry this weekend – again.  You would think they would have created disposable clothing by now, I had fumed.

My husband pushed a remote in his hand and “Rosie” slid across the floor and stood before me.  “I am Rosie,” she said.  “I am your laundry fairy!”  He pushed another button on the remote control and off Rosie went to load the washing machine.  She seemed to know the difference between dark clothes, white clothes, and colored clothes, as she sorted nice round piles on the floor.

Rosie added the first load of dirty laundry, the washing liquid, and she even added the right amount of fabric softener to the washing machine.  She waited patiently while the machine cleaned the clothes.  At the end of the cycle, Rosie promptly removed that load and put it into the clothes dryer with a dryer sheet to prevent static cling.  She chose the correct setting and started the dryer.  At the end of the drying cycle Rosie folded and hung the clothes.  Then she put all of them away in the closet and in our dressers.

I was in ecstasy!  I finally had my laundry fairy!  Now, I could write my blog to my heart’s content and not be bothered with the laundry anymore.  And to think that my husband made this for me!  I told you he was a God, didn’t I?  Now what was that idea I had for my blog…

Coffee with Hugh

As I was drinking my coffee this morning and catching up with all of my blogging friends at WordPress I found the most delightful post from my fellow blogger, Hugh of “Hugh’s Views and News at  Hugh is quite inventive and I always look forward to his posts.  Today’s was brilliant!!

Hugh said, “If you were having coffee…join your link to mine and over a coffee, tea or even a glass of wine, tell us about your last and next six months and what you would be asking.  If you don’t have your own blog, then you can tell us by leaving your comments on this post.”

What a great idea!

So Hugh, if you and I were having coffee I would have to say that my last 6 months have been busy.  My husband and I helped our daughter Amy, and her three children, our grandchildren to set up a new residence here in Pensacola, Florida.  Alas, after school was over the children decided to move back to Texas to live with their father.  Sometimes change is too hard.  Comfort is found in the familiar.  Although we miss them, we know that their moving was for the best right now.  Social media has made it easy to communicate with the kids as often as we like.

Gardening kids

Alexandria, Steven, and Savanna

In April we celebrated our first year living back in Florida.  The heat and humidity have been rough to get used to for me.  Nevertheless, I try to walk daily early in the morning.  I have experimented with various plants and have created several pleasant garden areas around our home.  I have learned a few things about the rainfall here in Pensacola, Florida.  The end of April we had a record 26 inch rainfall in a day!  It was like a hurricane without the wind.  There was damage to many of the roads in the area.  I do not remember the weather being this hot 30 years ago.  After all, I think our weather has changed drastically over that period.  You do not know what to expect.

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Our back yard at the start of the storm – April 29, 2014

One day in April I had an innocent conversation with my daughter Tabitha about doing a blog along the lines of what I did in college for my Environmental Biology class.  I set up a blog on Blogger to start.  The more I read and investigated which web host was the best, the more information I found that said WordPress was the way to go.  I jumped into WordPress and the blogosphere feet first.  I had a few things to learn about the website, but never one to be afraid of new things, I adapted well.  So here I am, writing up a storm every day!  I feel energized!  I was looking for a writing community to become part of my life and I have found it.  The many connections and challenges are making me a better writer!

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My creative room: blogging/book writing central

Hugh, I have found that deep down inside of me I do have what it takes to write that book that I dream of every night.  I feel like I have been enlightened by the wonderful interactions from other bloggers.  I feel right at home as if I found my calling – finally.  In the next 6 months I expect to work on this dream book.  In addition, I will continue to share my life and journey into retirement.  I feel full and content with life.

Autumn in Northwestern Florida is a pure joy.  The sea breezes return as the heat and humidity start to abate.  Suddenly, my neighbors will come out of their air-conditioned cocoons and experience life again.  I will see them walking now and be able to catch up on their lives from the summer.  The leaves will turn a brown color as the nights cool down.  The swamps that I walk to daily will begin to shed their leaves.  Naked trees will jut out from the green ooze at the bottom of the swamps.  The birds will begin to migrate and we will have visitors in the backyard.


The swamp – January 2014

Thank you Hugh for your wonderful company.  I look forward to many more of your coffee klatches.  In the meantime, keep posting your wonderful writing.  You touch many lives with your words.


Colleen from Silver Threading

50 Reiki Tips For Surviving Your 21-Day Programme

Great things to do for yourself everyday!

Healey Institute for Healers


After an attunement, the body goes through a transitional period of detoxification and clearing. Layers of the aura and biofield are shed like skin on a snake or like petals on a lotus. This can be a time for incredible insight, healing, and progression.

Allow yourself the time and space.

This is an incredible time for you to do some serious self nurturing!

The following list should help with the process.

Good luck and congratulations!

50 Tips for surviving for the next 21-days

hot tea

1. Honour your detox as a period of growth

2. Drink at least 6/8 glasses of water every day

3. Tea

4. Be kind and gentle to yourself

5. Give yourself a self healing every day

6. Take time to meditate every day

7. Violet flame and breathwork.

8. Run your hands under hot water if they get cold, cold water if they too hot.

9. Give…

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Out of Pocket

Today’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday post is: “Start with a preposition.”  That’s it! Have fun!  This post is response to SoCS at    Italics = prepositions! 

Without prepositions I would not be able to write.  Throughout my writings and poetry you will find that prepositions are some of my favorite words. Since I tend to use these words in a regular fashion, I find they help me deepen the meanings of my sentences.  Between you and I, some of my favorite prepositions are:  as, at, for, in, like, of, and to. 

Inside meanings are gleaned from many prepositions, and they tend to clarify other words in our writing so that we better understand the relationships that are being portrayed.  Before you shake your head in wonder, see if you use any of these prepositions by looking through your own writing.  Can you write without prepositions?

I have to share a couple of my favorite sayings from Montana,Out and About,” and “Out of Pocket.”  Perfect for our Preposition Saturday.  After my husband retired from the Air Force in the early 1990’s, we meandered our way up to Montana after a few other unsuccessful job locations did not work out.  My husband’s best friend lived in Great Falls, Montana at the time so we decided we would give that location a try.

It was a perfect fit.  After a couple of weeks, I found a job as a bookkeeper/administrative assistant to one of the State of Montana’s most wealthy ranchers and oil men, Michael Curran of the Dearborn Ranch in Wolf Creek, Montana.  He ran about 4,500 head of black Angus cattle on that ranch.  He was a small man in stature; however, he carried himself with authority, even though he was elderly at the time.

Black Angus Cows Dearborn Ranch

After a few weeks into my employment, I received a call from Mr. Curran one day at the office.  He said he was going to be “out and about, probably “out of pocket” all day!  I don’t know if you know where Great Falls, Montana is but, it is only about two (driving) hours from the Canadian border.  The Canadians pronounce their “o’s” more than anywhere else I had lived before and of course, in Montana they did too.  I remember chuckling at the way he pronounced the words.

I grew up in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, and I had never heard such great colloquialisms before.  I was a city girl, working for a ranch, using words and terms I had never heard before – I was a fish out of water.  I had traveled and lived all over the world, yet here I was still learning new languages.  I understood “out and about,” but “out of pocket,” that I was not sure about.

I asked Mr. Curran just exactly what he meant to be sure.  He chuckled too, and explained that when he was “out of pocket,” that meant he was going to be out of range of the phone!  In other words, he would be driving his truck somewhere out there on the ranch and no one would be able to get hold of him.  This was before we used cell phones like we do today.  Mr. Curran did have a car (truck) phone; however, signal towers were so far away it was practically useless.

I miss those days working for Mr. Curran and his breathtakingly beautiful ranch.  I have great memories of cattle, haying and calving.

Branding-Dearborn Ranch Company 1996

Dearborn Ranch Company Branding 1996

Expanding Your Happiness Day 8: Living Joy

This is an excellent blog. I love the positive messages!

Healey Institute for Healers


“Joy does not simply happen to us. We have to choose joy and keep choosing it every day.”  —Henri J.M. Nouwen

Welcome to the second week of our 21-Day Meditation Experience,Expanding Your Happiness. Last week we discovered that happiness is something we source inside us, not outside us. We experienced the sprouting of these seeds of happiness – joy, love, hope, peace, inspiration, wholeness – and felt them take root. This week our happiness will grow and blossom to enrich all aspects of our lives.

It is natural to express our joys, to share our happiness with others. Watch how young children innocently display their happiness and delight. As adults we have learned to be more guarded with expressing our emotions, even our positive ones, and this has the effect of limiting the positive influence of our happiness in our lives. We need to give ourselves permission to…

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Musings from a Glass of Moscato

Today’s daily writing challenge at is:  Captain Picard was into Earl Grey tea; mention the Dude and we think: White Russians. What’s your signature beverage — and how did it achieve that status?

My signature beverage would have to be Moscato Wine!  I love the sweet, fruity taste on my tongue.  Better yet, I love the way Moscato wine smells.  It fills your senses with its tangy peachy aroma.  Most other wines do not smell this fantastic!

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I enjoy both white Moscato and pink Moscato wines.  Both of them are similar; however, I believe pink Moscato is quite a bit more tart.  My sipping wine of choice is the white Moscato.  Red Moscato wine has an entirely different taste and smell.  It tastes darker to me – full bodied with a hint of cherry.  I do enjoy a red Moscato on occasion, it just is not my favorite.

I was introduced to Moscato wine from a bunch of friends (neighbors) when we lived in Great Falls, Montana.  I attended a wine and cheese party where there was every type of cheese and wine served that I could possibly think of.  We had a great time and I found my passion for Moscato wine.  I have been enjoying this wine ever since.

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Moscato wine became my favorite drink to share with family and friends.  Even though we have all moved on to other areas of the country, or even overseas, (many of my friends were active duty military) I am always reminded of the fantastic times we had in Montana every time I sip my glass of Moscato.  Good times and good friends along with a great glass of wine – it does not get much better than this!


Another great Montana barbecue