The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing.

I’m confused. Decision making is difficult.

Sometimes there are no right or wrong answers.

Finding a solution to a predicament creates different scenarios, each making perfect sense. The tricky part is choosing the right one.

Inspiring words about contentment are whirling around in my brain.

Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not.
~Ann Brashares

Just tell yourself, Duckie, you’re real quite lucky.
~Dr Seuss

 At some point, you gotta let go, and sit still, and allow contentment to come to you.
~Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love

Be content with what you have;
rejoice in the way things are.
When you realize there is nothing lacking,
the whole world belongs to you.
~Lao Tzu

But I’m also hearing words urging me to leap out of my comfort zone and take chances.

If you dare nothing,
then when the day is over,
nothing is all you will have gained.
~Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

A ship is always safe at the shore – but that is NOT what it is built for.
~Albert Einstein

Don’t be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson

But he’d learned long ago that a life lived without risks pretty much wasn’t worth living. Life rewarded courage, even when that first step was taken neck-deep in fear.
~Tamera Alexander, Within My Heart

Maybe I’ll spend time pondering Picasso’s words and see what transpires.

Everything you can imagine is real.
~Pablo Picasso







Some say that my teaching is nonsense.
Others call it lofty but impractical.
But to those who have looked inside themselves,
This nonsense makes perfect sense.
And to those who put it into practice,
This loftiness has roots that go deep.

I have just three things to teach:
Simplicity, patience, compassion.
These three are your greatest treasures.
Simple in actions and in thoughts,
You return to the source of being.
Patient with both friends and enemies,
You accord with the way things are.
Compassionate toward yourself,
You reconcile all beings in the world.

~ Lao Tzu – Tao Te Ching

Lost in the wilderness

Have you ever had an idea you desperately want to write about but the words refuse to flow? For a year I’ve tried to write a short story but all I have to show is countless discarded drafts.

To stimulate ideas for expression of my short story I’ve explored different writing genres including poetry, narrative and creative writing.

Reader feedback from my poetry writing attempts tells me my style is too obscure because my intended meaning is usually missed or misinterpreted.

My dabble in creative writing wasn’t much better than poetry and produced lots of chunky paragraphs containing over exaggerated description. When I read my creative writing it reminds me of someone trying to use superfluous words to appear more intelligent.

This led me to narrative style that better suits how I want to write, with characters and a plot woven into a story with a beginning, middle and end.

Recently my interest has peaked in folk tales because they appeal to my simple nature. Traditional folk tales use unsophisticated language and have a moral lesson as the underlying purpose of the story.

Usually folk tales have animals acting like humans, a problem and a virtuous message.  The setting is often in the wilderness, as the woods represent a source of mystery, danger and excitement.

“Writing original fables is a good way to use creative writing to develop critical thinking about ethical issues, consequently building moral reasoning within children”.

So what seems like a lovely simple form of expression is presenting more difficult than I thought. I’m not sure my story lends itself to animal characters nor the wilderness but let me mull it over for a while and I’ll come up with a new draft.

Somehow I will write this short story before I die, I promise.

No turning back

The way the human brain adapts to exposure  to infinite data within the online environment  fascinates me. Continual advances in technology must affect the way people gather and process information.

Sometimes I wonder how much time I spend searching and following online threads. Hours can go by and eventually I’m either satisfied with what I find,  get swept away to a different topic or become frustrated and give up.

Am I more knowledgeable or better off for my online experiences? My answer is both yes and no. I have a love hate relationship with my computer.

Yesvia the Internet I have access to

  • instant news about current major world events
  • accredited educational courses
  • plentiful information and multiple points of view
  • social connections through blogging, email, Facebook and Skype
  • music, movies, e-books,  photographs and images

Nomy exposure to the online environment has resulted in

  • information overload – my brain can’t absorb the volumes of information so I only retain scant detail
  • a lack of willingness to read articles more than 400 words
  • skepticism about the accuracy and validity of  information
  • an awareness of scams trying to extort money or private information
  • less time for face-to-face communication

I love having access to the online world but constantly remind myself that I existed for 40 years without it.

I think we should embrace the positives of technology but prevent it from becoming an obsession, which it has already become for many people.

Maybe one day per week (at least) we should unplug our computers, phones and I-pads?
I know I would find this challenging.
Would you do it?
What are your views about the online environment?

Confusing times

Followers of JennaDee blog might have noticed a lack of posts in recent weeks and I feel I owe you an explanation.

This dry spell isn’t due to diminished enthusiasm or effort, in fact sometimes I try too hard making matters even worse. I’ve lost touch with my word flow and temporarily lost my zest for writing. Several reasons for this situation spring to mind.

  1. I finally made peace with my past and (almost) always live in the moment
  2. I am content with what I have and (almost) always accept the way things are
  3. I learned how to stop worrying about things outside of my control
  4. I began a creative writing course

Sharing my thoughts and fears with others was therapeutic when I first started blogging. My online space created an outlet to write about things I’d never spoken about. It felt exhilarating and dangerous to tell my secrets.  Writing posts about mistakes, regrets and heartache flowed freely allowing me to face up to and deal with unresolved issues.

After a year of soul-searching combined with the support of fellow bloggers I learned how to make peace with my past and stop it negatively affecting my life. This shift in attitude  greatly improved my outlook on life.

The problem is now I don’t know what to write about. My life is wonderful, I am healthy, comfortable and want for nothing. I feel guilty that so many people are dealing with adversity in their lives.

Maybe that’s why so many songs and poems reflect stories about heartbreak? Maybe people more readily relate to sadness and difficult situations?

This leads to my last point about my blog drought that arose when I decided to try my hand at creative writing.  While I enjoy the intricacies of developing characters and plot I feel like it is corrupting my natural style of writing. I tend to overuse adjectives and when I re-read my drafts the writing is over-exaggerated and clunky. I seem to have lost my natural voice.

If anyone has any suggestions about how I can retrieve my blog writing vitality  I will be most grateful.

Yours in anticipation
Jenna Dee