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Exploring – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – xp

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Exploring – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – xp

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS April 27/19

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “xp.” Use it as a word, or find a word with “xp”in it. As always, use any way you’d like. Enjoy!

Today for SOCS, we have the letters ‘xp’ to explore. We can write whatever we think of using these letters, or words that have the letters in them.

I want to thank Linda G. Hill, for continually motivating us to stretch our imagination by suggesting all kinds of interesting prompts.

To join in, and see other entries, just click the above link. 🙂

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Do you like to explore? I do. There’s all kinds of ways to go exploring, such as taking trips to interesting places, taking hikes, or even exploring caves.

For me, I’ve not done much of those, but I do like exploring locally. I go exploring most every Friday and weekend in the summer time…I go to yard sales. It’s fun to explore all the things people put out for sale in their front yards.

In the past, I’ve enjoyed exploring the new towns we’d moved to, by driving around getting to know where things are, and going along new roads. Most times I’d need a map for the first few times, but eventually I learned my way around.

It’s also fun to go exploring sitting right here at home, using your computer of choice. When you are curious about something, just look it up on the internet/google to find out all about things. The more you look, the more you find, and you could end up exploring for hours.

The word explore reminds me of a song (as most everything does).

Jana Stanfield has this one called, “I’m Not Lost, I’m Exploring.”

Here’s the song, and my remembrance of meeting her.

 

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I’ve had the pleasure of attending 3 concerts of the lovely Jana Stanfield. She hails from a small NM town not far from here, and every so often schedules a musical performance here. The venues are usually small, and friendly. The ones I saw were at a church, a swimming pool outdoor area, and a private ranch/restaurant. In fact, at the restaurant, Ms Stanfield sat at our table, to chat, and had  a BBQ supper with my daughter and me before her performance. She is a great humanitarian and motivational speaker, and travels the world speaking her message.

She describes her songs/music as “Heavy Mental”,  and music with a message, as she always has a positive message to deliver, with humor. I find that is so true. She is booked as a keynote speaker all around the world, where she is also an advocate for humanitarian and peace endeavors. If you ever get a chance to attend one of her concerts, you won’t be disappointed.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Spooky – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Organ

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Spooky – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Organ

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS July 21/18

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “organ.” Talk about an organ or base your post on the theme of them … or one. Have fun!

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So here we go, with the new prompt word of the week. It is ‘organ’.

I’ve been trying to think of something to say about this. I don’t want to write about organs, as in body, or organizations, or organizing, but I will.

Body organs = if they keep taking them out of me, I won’t have any left

Organizations = I don’t belong to any now, but I was a Girl Scout for awhile. That’s an organization.

Organizing = I can’t do it. I’m the most disorganized person you’ll ever know.

Now…oh yeah, I forgot about the musical instrument called an organ. I don’t play one. I do have a funny story about one, though.

Years ago, my friend and I were prowling around a big, historic local church. Just us. It was late at night. I don’t know why we were even in there, but we thought no one else was there, and it was dimly lit and spooky. We kept hearing strange and weird music coming from somewhere, so we started exploring. It sounded kind of pretty, but still spooky, when we didn’t think anyone else was there. We looked in all kinds of rooms, up stairs and down in the basement, into shadowy corners, and nooks and crannies. Finally, we found where it was coming from. Some person was playing a giant pipe organ. I guess they were practicing for church services, I don’t know. They didn’t notice us peeking at them, even though we watched for awhile.

At least we thought that’s what and who we saw. Could have been a ghost musician for all we knew. We got out of there, and didn’t speak of it to anyone else.

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS