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The Life and Times of Me and Mine
Tell you about me, well that is quite difficult. There are about a billion things about me and I discover new ones every day. A new friend wrote and asked why I invited her to my friend's list, well I wrote her a letter very similar to this one (I have taken out the personal connections to her and added a few ideas I wish that I had shared with her.) and I thought later, "You know, that would be a great way to introduce myself." So for your pleasures or nightmares this is me.
Let me tell you a little, or maybe a lot, about myself. I cannot tell you exactly how much I will share at this point, because as you will discover my writing controls me more than I control it. Luckily for me, I can type faster than most people can read, but that is sometimes an unlucky thing for them.
But first, my name is legally something closely resembling Monica, it is not and never was meant to be Monica, but our governement does a poor job of acknowledging accent marks and other distinct markings in names when giving birth certificates. For this reason, I have been Moon since I was born. Truth be told I am Rising Moon Over Wild Roses, but if my mother had used that whole tag, my supper would have been cold before I got there. The rest of that is another long story reserved for another stolen moment of time.
I paint in oils and watercolors because I am a rebel, to use acrylics would be to quickly lose control of the paint. Yet that cannot be true, because I like to play with the paint until it gets on the canvas just the way it prefers to lay there and I never try to control it at all.
I also write poetry and short stories. I have my novel about half done, but it does not desire to be finished at this time and I am waiting for it to decide what it cares to become. I also dabble in one-act plays, but the only one I have ever found fit to be read is The Missing Nutmeg. My poems tend to lead me around by the nose until I get them to a piece of paper. Never know what they are going to be, they usually tell me about 5 seconds after I finish writing them. I refuse to get my nose pierced because they do not need something to grab on to, they do a good job with just my nose for anchorage. Just last week, a dashing rendition of Joshua at Jericho lept onto the paper, which was immediately followed by a nice juicy little piece of erotica. I have just finished a challenge here on MySpace where I let my readers give me the titles and I wrote poems to go with. I am also currently working on a project of putting together a book of poems and poetry written by MySpace poetresses titled "True American Women." Any poetesses who consider themselves American women are invited to contribute to this project. The directions can be found through the link in my blog listings. I suppose there is a good reason for all of this writing I do. My mother's live report from the scene of my birth stated that I was born with a pencil and pad in hand. I do not know, I was not old enough to store knowledge in a schema at that time and said reported pad has since forth been lost, so I cannot check for notes I made of the experience. I do not give much credit to it as she also reported that I was found under a bush.
I have only to finish my student teaching semester and I will, at this ripe old age, have finished my teaching degree. I have chosen to teach language arts at the middle school level. I believe that as I begin treading down some new trails, I would prefer to have a challenge along the way, thus I chose the prebuessence of middle school children. I also love them because they are just beginning to discover the world at that age. I decide that they would be great company as I also discover the world. I have taken this semester off because despite how deeply I want to teach, I felt I was losing touch with who I am amongst all the professors trying to shape me into a perfect teacher AND I wanted to spend some time with my kids before they leave home. (15 and 17). I have been at it for 6 years now and once I start teaching I want to be able to give it my all.
Music - like everything, just depends on my mood. Perhaps some rap this afternoon and a symphony tonight. I play piano, guitar, clarinet, (B flat, bass, and contrabass), and sing. I also shoot nature photography, and would follow my husband to the ends of the world photographing it as we went. People are always and forever telling me I am funny. I do not understand why, I have never tried to be funny, but if they perceive me to be so, then there must be something to it.
I am 1/4 Scottish and 1/4 Iroquois, carried down as a 50/50 combination for several generations on my maternal side, until my mother decided to mix it up and marry a man whose genetics determined that my other 1/2 would be Eastern Cherokee. I know this is a kind of strange combination, but it works well for me. Anything else and I might be expected to begin acting like a setting on the washing machine. (AKA-normal)
I believe that stars really are the best roof over my head, can think of nowhere I would rather be and cannot think of anywhere I wouldn't like to be. A thunderstorm is an adventure not something to cower from. The only thing in the world I flat out refuse to do is bunji jump. The reason for this is that I have not yet got up in the morning and declared that it is a good day to die. When that happens, I may consider spending that last day bunji jumping. I am stubborn, shy in person-but as you can tell I am not shy in the written word. I am also outspoken when the need calls for it, love to dance to both the music of the world and my own beat, fish, hike, camp, and ride my horse. I do not kill living creatures (including those fish I love to catch, my husband quickly claims any I catch or I throw them back in the lake.) I refuse to fill my body with medications and other such junk, despite the fact that I do suffer from fibromyalgia. It is my life's goal to prove that doctor's do not know my future. I rejoice in my pain and simply use it as a reminder that I am not dead. I have also adopted the notion that if I get up in the morning and my butt does not meet the floor, it is going to be a great day, other wise it is a day that I need to work on improving.
I also believe TVs should all be burned at the ever burning fires to the gates of Hell. They are the biggest waste of time and destroyers of families and marriages that have ever been created. I do like to go out to a movie with my husband or family, but seriously have little time for sitting around the house watching them unless we are making a family night out of it. Even then, I would prefer a nice game of some kind, but teenagers being what they are, I take whatever time they will give me and do what they want to do together.
I am not into vampires, I do not deny their existance just am not fascinated by them, but like all other creatures I feel that I can dwell in harmony with them on this planet as long as they do not develop a taste for the blood that I am still using. If I make a donation to a blood bank and they decide to feast on that, I do not believe I have any serious objections to it.
I whole heartedly love all other mythical creatures including dragons, fairies, and unicorns. The only problem with all these "Mythical Creatures" is that I am not even 50% convinced they are mythical at all. I have been known to lead my children on fairy searches and I am always on the look out for a good dragon scale. You just never know when you may have the need for one.
As far as theology, I am still at my age trying to find a way to merge the Pentacostal beliefs of my father, the Methodist beliefs of my mother, and the Native American beliefs of all of my grandparents into something that fits with what I have discovered along my path of life.
Philosophy- oh gosh, that is another thing I am still trying to work out. One thing I do know is that if this world is ever going to learn to live in peace with each other we have to all reach out and learn about others and other cultures. Thus, it is my current mission in life to travel around the world through my cyber connections and make friends with people from every nook and cranny. It is my belief that if this world is ever to dwell in peace and harmony the healing will have to begin with us, the individual people. For this reason, I want to embrace people from all walks of life. Building friendships on similarities and differences.
I constantly ponder the universal question of whether we are insignificant specks in this massive universe or if we are significent specks in this magnificent world. My greatest quest is to discover if any one of us were not here, if through the ripple affect, the universe would be a completely different place.
Now if you have not determined me to be thoroughly nuts by now, which I assure you I am not, I will sign this... ~Your friend, MooN~
Nobody in particular, but I can't wait to get to Heaven and meet up with some people, like Momma, Daddy, and my granddaddies. Some of those I want to hug and some I want explanations from, but I suppose it is also because I miss them no matter what they did here on Earth. I really am not the type to idolize people that I do not know and probably never will. I prefer to spend my time and emotions loving and admiring those that are a true part of my life.
I suppose that if you forced me to say who one “star-type†person is that I admire and would not mind sitting down and having a conversation with, I would say Walter Cronkite. He has been so many places, done so many things, and spoke with so many people that it would be a great conversation. (Not to mention the good juicy gossip that he is probably privie too.)
Here on MySpace I would like to get to know some fellow writers and make a few good friends. I am not out to collect little thumbnail pictures of several hundred friends which I never hear from and do not have time to contact. If I wanted to collect pictures of people I would take my camera and go out into the city.
My Five Favorite Peops in the world that have MySpaces!
Thomas: My Hubby
Talia: My Daughter
Uriah: My Son
Rhonda: Bestest Friend
Teresa: Beloved Friend
Yepper doo dandies!! Music is good!! Nothing a whole lot better if you ask me. Well maybe one or two things. Why limit yourself to one type? Personally, I like music of all types. It just depends on my mood at the moment.
Where oh where would we be without books? There are those that say I love books because I am going to be a teacher. I disagree! I believe I am going to be a teacher because I love books. Why else would I be studying to be a language arts teacher?
They not only take you anywhere that you want to go, they also allow you to be anyone that you want to be. They let you learn anything you want to know including how to solve problems, cause problems, or just plain old be the problem. There really is not much a book cannot do!!!
If a person says that they do not like to read, I automatically assume that they have difficulties doing so. There is only one other reason for not liking to read--that person has absolutely no interests in life and I refuse to believe that there could be anyone that shallow.
I have a lot of heroes, but none that you would know. My heroes are all real people who do real things to struggle through day-to-day living. Those that work two jobs to survive, those that overcome sickness and injury to lead normal lives, as well as those that fight bravely and do not win the battle. My heroes also set their eyes on a goal and work until they have achieved it, but once they arrive my heroes tend to set an even higher goal for themselves.
I have many of these heroes in my life and I am sure that all of you do too! Hug your heroes today!!
XXX
Moon's Favorite Quotes
7/27--I am more and more convinced that our happiness or our unhappiness depends far more on the way we meet the events of life than on the nature of those events themselves. ...Wilhelm von Humboldt
7/30--A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous. ...Ingrid Bergman
7/31--Yesterday I was a dog. Today I'm a dog. Tomorrow I'll probably still be a dog. Sigh! There's so little hope for advancement. ... Snoopy
8/1--"Bring me a bowl of coffee before I turn into a goat."... Johann Sebastian Bach
8/3--"One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words." ...Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
8/8--"A human being is a part of a whole, called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest... a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty." ...Albert Einstein
8/21--"In waking a tiger, use a long stick."...Mao Tse-tung
8/25--"Every experience in life, everything with which we have come in contact in life, is a chisel which has been cutting away at our life statue, molding, modifying, shaping it. We are part of all we have met. Everything we have seen, heard, felt, or thought has had its hand in molding us, shaping us."...Orison Swett Marden
8/27--"I don't know the key to success, but the key to failure is to try to please everyone."...Bill Cosby
8/29--"Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake."...Napoleon Bonaparte
8/31--"Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you.... The one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her.'"...Author Unknown
9/05--"See there's this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It's the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me."...~Gretchen Kemp~
11/06--"If you want to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first create the universe"...~Carl Sagan~