It’s Monday. SFW! (to quote an obscure movie title)

Good evening, morning, afternoon. Wherever and whenever your are, welcome. I am Girlie and this is my place for writing words. Except it’s been quite some time, years in fact, since I’ve posted anything other than a Ten Things of Thankful post ( excellent bloghop created by international traveler Lizzie Lewis, newly administrated by the prolific Josie Two Shoes) or the occaisional Six Sentence Story.

I went to the FB this evening (I try and go at least every other day or two). One of the features I enjoy (no really!) is the “hey! look what you posted this day” (insert year). And so it was that this date last year I posted a Six Sentence Story. It was a Friday. I clicked on the link, read it, thought “yeah, I still like it” and then played the music video. Twice. The second time I turned off the light and turned on my favorite Christmas gift of this year, a very delightful “kalaidescopic light show in glass cube” given me by a co-worker. Imagine it blinking all colorful like 😀 I love it.

Today is a day of birthdays. Famous people. Not famous people. Today, I was given a gift of time. 2.5 hours of time that otherwise would be spent at work. Work closed early today for inclement weather. Gift. So, what to do with this time? We can’t go back in time. We can’t move forward in time. We have only now. In spite of the weather, when I arrived back, where I live, I changed out of my work clothes and into… gym clothes. In no less than 15 minutes I was out the door and headed for the gym. What’s so great about that?

It’s wasn’t about going to the gym or anywhere else for that matter. It was about using time that otherwise would not be mine on a typical work day, and using it to do something…good, of my choosing, beneficial, fun, outside of routine. It was an opportunity to engage the world in time that, only hours previously, did not exist.

It’s a new year. Another day. Another opportunity. Whether it’s filled with blinking lights, safe and secure, filled with work deadlines, editor’s deadlines, chores or children’s activities, it’s still our time, rightWhy not accept the challenge and live outside of the box. 

4 comments

  1. Clark Scottroger · January 10

    hey! is this thing on?!!
    those ‘free minutes’? a total gift, even if they are no more (or last no longer than it takes to realize) than it takes to hear bits of the old Bill Blake joint, ‘Auguries of Innocence’ (sample a bit of it here):
    “To see a World in a Grain of Sand
    And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
    Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
    And Eternity in an hour”

    (blah…blah…blah)
    that some dope shit.

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge · January 10

      Dope shit fo sure. Not familiar with William Blake but will go postehaste to read Auguries of Innocence. Thank you.

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  2. Sageleaf · January 13

    Love the new look here. 🙂 And there’s nothing quite as special as the gift of time when it lands on your lap unexpectedly. I love that. And your writing…ah…so lyrical, it’s music to my ears, translated right from the screen. hehe.
    Hope you’re having a great weekend! Sending hugs! xo

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge · January 14

      Thanks Cynthia! You’ve got that right. Very special. Thank you today and always for your support and letting me know you enjoy my writing. For me, as it may be with others, if only 1 person enjoys my writing, well it might as well be 1 thousand. Truly 🙂
      Weekend so far so good although I missed you calling in last night. Perhaps next week, eh? 😀
      Have a wonderful weekend your own self Ms. Sageleaf!

      P.S. I love your mandalas btw. And the time elapsed vid! Excellent.
      Oh! and your intro vid to your site. What a natural you are in front of the camera 😀

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