A Summer Rerun: Lavender Bicycle Blues

As i read this wonderful post today, I thought, “This is perfect for my Thursday Treasures Series on SCAN.
I am re-blogging it, Alice. It brought back so many memories for me, of learning to ride my Schwin bicycle on a little neighborhood road in western Pennsylvania around 1949-50. My big collesion was with the Uncle Sam wooden statue that held our neighbor’s mailbox. He remarked that they wouold need to take out insurance on me soon if I kept running into that mailbox. Eventually, I did “get it” and I was off to explore for miles away as I was growing up.

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NOTE:  Besides having to contend with regular bicycles, Bublr (correct spelling) Bikes, skateboards, joggers, runners, and construction on the sidewalks of Milwaukee–Willow and I report that as of late June, Bird Scooters have landed in Milwaukee to provide an additional challenge as my Leader Dog Willow aptly and confidently guides me through my neighborhood.

If I had grown up in a city the size of Milwaukee where one is not really allowed to ride a bicycle on the sidewalk, I doubt I would have ever learned how to ride a bike.  However, having grown up in a rural area of Indiana, I did learn to ride a bicycle.  Since this week has been such a busy one, I am sharing with you one of my favorite bicycle memoirs which I posted on WORDWALK almost five years ago (August 7, 2013).  I hope you enjoy the following  summer rerun.

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Learn Fun Facts’ Blog Party: Share Your Blog Here (July 2018)

Re-Blogging this today. July is the month for sharing your BLOG with everyone. What a nice opportunity. Thank you!

 

I posted my blog, SCAN, on this site.  Thanks so much for checking these blogs out.

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This is another edition of LearnFun Facts’ Blog Party. If you want to promote your blog or post, this is a great place to do so. The blogging community here is friendly and supportive so don’t be shy to join in.

Also, to those of you who had joined in the previous blog party, feel free to leave your links here again.


Growing a blog isn’t simple. It takes time, patience, and dedication before others would begin to notice your blog. While I can’t offer you a magic formula that would increase your blog’s popularity overnight, I can at least help you to promote your blog and find new readers.

Here’s what you’ll need to do:

Share a link to your blog (or blog post) that you want to promote in the comments section. To attract more attention, you may include a short and creative description of your blog.
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Saturday is for Sharing – Abbie Johnson Taylor, Author

 

July 14, 2018

SCAN is hosted by Lynda McKinney Lambert.

If you are NEW to SCAN, I recommend:Just SCAN it!

 

Guest Author

Abbie Johnson Taylor

Author of  4 Published Books

 

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Abbie, It is wonderful to have you here today as our Guest Author.

I first met you on an internet  writers group, Behind Our eyes. At that time  you were serving as the group’s president.   You were, and still are, are really the “Energizer Bunny” of this international group of writers., You are a role model and inspiration  to many of us who are writers with sight loss or blindness. You model for us all what we can do if we stay focused and keep on going on the writer’s path.

Miss Opal and I are glad to have this opportunity to share your life and your books with our readers today. 

Abbie’s Story

 

Q_What do you think about your name? Do you use your own name for your writing?  

My full name is Abigail Louise Taylor.

My middle name was that of my paternal grandmother, but I’m not sure how my parents came up with my first name. Taylor is my married, or should I say widowed, name. Johnson is my maiden name. I like the sound of Abbie Johnson Taylor, so that’s why I publish material under that name.

 

Q_Who would you like to see walk in the door right now?  

 I would like to see my late husband Bill

walk through the white door to my office

right now. Although he has no vision, he would know exactly where I’m sitting. He would saunter up to me and start massaging my shoulders, as I’m sitting here in my chair, typing away. Then, I would stop, turn around, stand up, and we would embrace. Of course Bill hasn’t walked since January of 2006 when he suffered the first of two strokes that paralyzed his left side. Now, he’s in a better place, so I know he’ll never walk through my door again, but I can dream, can’t I?

 

Q_Tell us about the books you authored. What is your most recent book?

I’ve written 5 books.

My latest published work is a memoir about how I met, married, and cared for Bill after he suffered two strokes that paralyzed his left side. Here’s the synopsis. You can learn more and find ordering links at http://www.abbiejohnsontaylor.com/memoir.htm

 In September of 2005, Abbie Johnson married Bill Taylor.

She was in her mid-forties, and he was nineteen years older. Three months later, Bill suffered the first of two strokes that paralyzed his left side and confined him to a wheelchair. Abbie Johnson Taylor, once a registered music therapist, uses prose and poetry to tell the story of how she met and married her husband, then cared for him for six years despite her visual impairment. At first, there was a glimmer of hope that Bill would walk again, but when therapists gave up on him seven months after his second stroke, Taylor resigned herself to being a permanent family caregiver.

She discusses learning to dress him and transfer him from one place to another, sitting up with him at night when he couldn’t urinate or move his bowels, and dealing with doctors and bureaucrats to obtain necessary equipment and services. There were happy times like when she played the piano or guitar and sang his favorite songs, or when they went out to eat or to a concert. She also explains how she purchased a wheelchair accessible van and found people to drive it so they wouldn’t always depend on the local para-transit service’s limited hours. In the end, she describes the painful decision she and Bill made to move him to a nursing home when he became too weak for her to care for him in September of 2012. He seemed to give up on life and passed away a month later.

 

Q_Do you have a favorite dance partner?  

 My father was my favorite dance partner.

When I was a teen-ager, he taught me to waltz. My family often went to establishments where there was live music, either old standards or country and western. If there was a dance floor, you can be sure Dad and I were on it. My father passed away in 2013. When I met Bill, he could no longer dance because he had some infused limbs. Now that he and Dad are both gone, I still go to dances, but I sit on the sidelines, watch others, listen to the music, and remember.

 

Q_Do you have a favorite song that brings back good memories?  

 My favorite song is “I Want to Spend

My Lifetime Loving You”

from the movie, the Mask of Zorro. When Bill proposed to me in January of 2005, he was living in Fowler, Colorado, and I was living here in Sheridan, Wyoming. We’d been carrying on a long-distance relationship for two years. For Valentine’s Day, he sent a care package which included, besides the obligatory chocolates and other items, a cassette tape of love songs he’d downloaded from the Internet. This song was one of them. I found it amazing that a man wanted to spend his lifetime loving me, and I finally got to the point where I wanted to spend the rest of my life loving him. Here’s a link to the song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yo4AWDELNiY

 

Abbie Johnson Taylor

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My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds

Abbietaylor945@gmail.com

Facebook: http://tinyurl.com/ybmouz5y

Website: http://www.abbiejohnsontaylor.com

Abbie, Miss Opal and I agree that your  story

is encouraging and inspiring to our fellow authors and to the readers. It was fun learning so much more about you! 

We know our readers will be inspired and encouraged by your journey and we thank you for being m first guest here at SCAN on “Saturday is for Sharing.”

 Abbie’s final Comment – a Poem for you!

 

THE RISE AND FALL OF MY ZORRO

With cape, hat, mask, rapier,

he rode out of the darkness.

“Take my hand. Dance with me,” he said,

“I want to spend my lifetime loving you,”

but happily–ever–after was not to be.

My hero fell and rose many times.

I felt the glory

until he fell for the last time.

Where there’s love, life begins again.

When life dies, love goes on.

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More about Abbie:

Abbietaylor945@gmail.com

Facebook: http://tinyurl.com/ybmouz5y

Website: http://www.abbiejohnsontaylor.com

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Lynda McKinney Lambert. Copyright July 7, 2018. All rights reserved.

Saturday is for Sharing

is a weekly series coordinated by Lynda and Miss Opal, her feline writing partner.  Lynda and Miss Opal live in rural western Pennsylvania in The Village of Wurtemburg. 

Lynda is the author of 4 books:

Concerti: Psalms for the Pilgrimage Buy it!

Walking by Inner Vision: Stories & Poems Buy it!

Lynda has just completed her 3rd book

Star Signs: New & Selected Poems

AND… her FIRST CHAPBOOK

first snow, 16 Poems with a Wintry Theme.

Both new books  are now available for publication. Editors, please contact Lynda for the manuscript.

 

Thank you for visiting with us today.

Miss Opal and Lynda McKinney Lambert

 

 

Contact Miss Opal and Lynda at:  riverwoman@zoominternet.net

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PLEASE share Abbie’s story and buy a copy of one of Abbie’s books!

 

If you are a published AUTHOR or an actively exhibiting ARTIST – Miss Opal and Lynda  want YOUR STORY for our “Saturday is for Sharing” blog features. We spotlight one outstanding author or artist a week.

Right now, we are scheduling into the month of September.

E-mail us today: riverwoman@zoominternet.net

 

 

Tuesday Travels #4 ~ Venice

Tuesday Travels  #4: Venice, Italy

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If you arrive by train you will have an amazing view of the Grand Canal immediately. The sights & sounds of Venice are spectacular.

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Your travel in Venice will be by walking and by water taxis.

It is an exciting experience and you will want to return again, and again, once you have been there.

I recommend you visit a concert while there! They are spectacular.

Photos are the property of Lynda McKinney Lambert. Copyright.

 

 

The Architecture

 

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The Music of Venice.

Listen to The Mandolin Concerto:  Listen now!

 

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Lynda stands in San Marco square  on one of her annual visits to Venice.

 

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Lynda McKinney Lambert.

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Thursday Treasures #5: Reading

July 12, 2018

Post #106

Thursday Treasures #5,  by Lynda McKinney Lambert

 

Note: For today’s Thursday Treasure, I went to my other blog, “Walking by Inner Vision,” Read it here!

I looked into my Archives at Walking by Inner Vision.  I started that blog in December 2009 because I wanted to find a way to communicate with others after my 2-year struggle to be able to use a computer again.

I was trying to recapture my life, after an unexpected  life-altering event.

Today, I’m  publishing an article I first published on February 19, 2010.  I’ve revised that essay  for my readers here at SCAN.

 

Reading: The Stuff of Life

I am reading

 The Power of Myth

by Joseph Campbell and Bill Moyers.

This book was on my book shelves for a number of years. It is a larger book that is easily noticeable. I often picked it up and looked through it, waiting for a time when I could sit down and really learn from these two remarkable men.

 

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During my teaching years at Geneva College,

I often thought about what I would do

 

“When I RETIRE”

 

My profession required extensive reading. I loved to read and

I devoured books and periodicals like there was no tomorrow.

However, the reading I did for my courses was always centered around what I taught in my courses.

I longed for more  time to read outside my course materials and requirements.

I thought ,

Someday I will  be able to do that, when I retire.

I began working  towards that magical future time when I could read to my heart’s content with no goal of ever teaching the material. I wanted to  read  just for me. I would read to satisfy my inner longings. I would read for myself alone. I would read for the sheer joy of reading.

I prepared for my retirement, for years!

My book collection was a treasure  trove of books  gathered  & put on shelves in my home library.

The book treasures  awaited my day of liberation when I could begin reading them. I could spend my retirement days with a precious book in my hands, and have no concern about time or interruptions.  I imagined this new freedom, every day.

I anticipated the time when I no longer had to spend time on the road, traveling to classes, or taking trips for business purposes.

I would not have to organize classes or  take students on international study trips. And, no more endless meetings around a table, talking about strategies, evaluations and future plans for student development.

In my envisioned retirement, I would no longer write conference presentations, faculty reports,  or attend  professional development sessions.

I would merely be reading my accumulation of books from my library shelves. I’d be content.

 

My retirement collection contained books of poetry, art, and great literature  – many of the books are by authors I was not teaching in the classroom.

Some are by my favorite poets, and some are poets I want to read but never had time because of my intense teaching schedule. Of course, I had a collection of hundreds of books from which I created courses. But, my treasured books for retirement were different.

Each book, a treasure, carefully  selected and collected.  

 

What I did not  know was  that a CATASTROPHY  would STOP me COLD!

 Ischemic Optic Neuropathy

  changed my plans. I experienced sudden, permanent, and profound sight loss.

 

All of my  reading is now through technologies either on my computer or on a special machine provided to Blind and Handicapped  people. While I am thankful to be able to read this way, it is certainly not as satisfying as holding a real book in my hands – feeling it’s heft; its unique smell; and the sense of touch from my fingers on the binding or the page edges. And, listening to someone read the book takes away almost all of the quiet and personal imagination that is so much richer.  I will never get used to a professional voice reading a book to me. The voices inside my head, in my imagination, have been abducted by those voices on the machines. I hate it!

 

Despite all of my personal emotions at the drastic changes in how I read, I am still very thankful for  books provided as sound recordings by he National Library of Congress.  I am able to order a variety of books I would like to read, but the books by contemporary poets are quite few. I still love academic books by academics and in the poetry section they simply are not there!  The books from NLS come directly to my house and are sent through the postal service to  my mailbox.

 

Because I love the feel of a physical book, some days, I struggle to read one of my books by using a CCTV (Closed Circuit Television) which is a magnification device. I can only read a very small portion of text at a time, but I am grateful that I still have a small amount of vision so I can actually SEE some text.  I still love the feeling of a real book in my hands, even though my ability to read it as I sit on a comfortable sofa in my library is no longer possible. I’d give anything to snuggle with a quilt on a winter’s day with my book in my hands  and my mind and imagination taking flights of fancy.  There is no replacement for those delights. No machine can do it.

I am thankful for this retirement time  away from the bustle and frenzy that was my professional life up until ELEVEN  long years ago.

However, the loss of eye sight brought new vision to me and I can see some things I would never have known existed if I had not lost most of my sight.  My daily walk is quite different now. But, it is a precious life, nevertheless. I can hear nuances in a voice that tell me exactly what a person is thinking – not what they are saying. I am not distracted by their  expressions now.  I am far more aware of perceptions than I ever was when I had full sight.

As I edit this essay, my two dogs lay nearby and my 2 cats come into my office to sit in the open window each morning. We greet each day together, and it is a good life. My retirement is satisfying and I have even had the time to write books and poetry.  I just completed the work on my 3rd book,  a full-length book of poems,  (Star Signs: New and Selected Poems) and my first chapbook, first snow, is ready for publication, too.

As I write. my 2 dogs  are asleep nearby.  Our 2 cats spend a lot of time in my writing office and like to sit in the open window to survey their world.

Good books and contented dogs & cats bring joy to my life.

READING  is the stuff of MY life.

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Thursday Treasures is brought to you by the author, Lynda McKinney Lambert.

Copyright July 12, 2018. All rights reserved.

SCAN is the sole property of Lynda McKinney Lambert.

Guest writers may not always reflect the opinions of Lynda Lambert, but this blog is designed to feature authors and artists who have a positive world view.

SCAN is a QUIET PLACE of Inspiration. We love all things ART, NATURE and Literature.

 

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Blogging: Good News & Bad News

July 8, 2018

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Blogging; Good News & Bad News

Which do you want first?

 

I’ll give you the bad news first:

I am not new to blogging. In fact, I started my blog, SCAN, in November , 2014. I ’d love to tell you how successful I am as a blogger, and how many dedicated “Followers” I have. But I really cannot do that because I have been far from success in my blogging life. I am beginning to figure out why this is the case. Let me explain some things that I’ve been learning for the past 2 ½ months.

 

 

Here’s the Good News!

I am learning why I have not been successful and how I can take some steps to turn it around.

First, I need to have a REASON & a FOCUS for my blog.

 This is the backbone of a blog. I didn’t have that structure that is necessary to build on.

In November 2014, I had the IDEA to create a blog and call it SCAN.

Why? I don’t know. I just had a feeling – you know, intuition.  The name for the blog just came to me one day, and I went to the computer and opened up a WordPress Blog and called it SCAN.

Because I had no REASON and no FOCUS for the blog, I simply wrote random essays and poetry.

If you have no set expectations for writing your blog, you will find that you really never have much success with it. How did I change all of this?

Under Patty L. Fletcher’s guidance, 2 months ago, in MAY,

I realized I need a clear FOCUS on a THEME.

I needed a REASON for my blog to exist.

My FIRST JOB was to figure out my FOCUS & my THEMES.

 

Patty told me to limit my postings to no more than 3 topics for discussion. Well, that was easy for me to do.  I chose 3 topics or themes that I have a passion for.  Art, Nature, and Literature.

I knew I wanted SCAN to be “A Quiet Place of Inspiration” for my visitors. It is not a place to be contentious or to debate issues or to rant or to promote apolitical agenda. It was not about taking action against anything or anyone.

 

I wanted to create a quiet place where my readers and I would celebrate the best

of everything and a LOVE for all things Art, Nature, and Literature.

 

What did I CHANGE?

My blog now announces my intentions as soon as you get to the front page.

SCAN – A Quiet Place of Inspiration:  We Love Art, Nature, and Literature.

 

Next, I had to ask – WHO is my intended audience?

That is easy, too.

I want to attract readers and creative people who are searching for inspiring articles that lift the spirit and nourish the soul of my readers.

 

Finally, I needed to begin SHARING

with other bloggers, writers, artists

 

 

To do this, I wanted to begin a series of articles and interviews by authors and Artists who also feel this way. I intended to present them as real people, in their own voices, telling their personal and professional stories.

“Saturday is for Sharing.”

Each Saturday morning, I will post a Guest who tells a story about their life, dreams, goals, and creative work in writing or art. I posted my first Guest Author yesterday, July 7, 2018.

The response has been overwhelming. I presented Patty L. Fletcher’s story first because I wanted to pay homage to a teacher who has changed my way of thinking and opened new doors of discovery for me, a retired college Professor. In this case, the teacher (me) became a student. Patty became MY teacher. I trusted her to guide me through unknown territory and I did as she instructed.

 

At the Christian college where I taught, our mission was to create “Servant Leaders.” We were to model what it means to be a servant leader, in order to help our students to understand our faith and our life mission.  I could see Patty as a servant leader of the people she helps in marketing, blogging and promoting. I recognized her spirit of humility in leadership and I simply followed whatever advice she offered me.  Why? Because I trusted her and it works!

After only 2 Months of learning from Patty…

The statistics that WordPress provides for our blogs tell the truth of what Patty’s assistance has meant to my blog’s visibility.

 

From January through April, I averaged 60 visitors per month on SCAN.

In May and June, I averaged 229 visitors per month.

Math is not my expertise, but even I know that this is remarkable.

New Followers of SCAN are coming on board nearly every day.

 

 

Already in the first WEEK of JULY

132 visitors came to my blog, SCAN.

This number of visitors makes me excited to think about what the total for July will be.

 

Beyond that, I begin to imagine where my blog is going in the next year – or more.  And, I feel a surge – Upwards bound!

 

Note For more information on Patty L. Fletcher:  Click Here!

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Lynda McKinney Lambert. Copyright July 7, 2018. All rights reserved.

Good News & Bad News

by Lynda and Miss Opal, her feline writing partner.  Lynda and Miss Opal live in rural western Pennsylvania in The Village of Wurtemburg. Miss Opal has a sister-cat named Miss Bessie.  Lynda is married to Bob Lambert and the couple share their home with 2 rescued dogs;  Miss Mitchell and Miss Dixie Tulip. Lynda is a retired professor of fine arts and humanities, and she is a fiber artist and author.

Lynda is the author of 2 published books:

Concerti: Psalms for the Pilgrimage Buy it!

Walking by Inner Vision: Stories & Poems Buy it!

 

Lynda has just completed her 3rd book

Star Signs: New & Selected Poems – 60 poems

AND her FIRST CHAPBOOK

first snow, 16 Poems with a Wintry Theme.

Both new books  are now available for publication. Editors, please contact Lynda for the manuscript.

 

~Thank you for visiting with us today~

Miss Opal and Lynda McKinney Lambert

 

 

Contact:  Lynda & Miss Opal at:  riverwoman@zoominternet.net

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Spread the LOVE of ART, NATURE and LITERATURE.

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Saturday is for Sharing – Patty L. Fletcher

Welcome

Saturday is for Sharing

  Patty L. Fletcher, Author

 July 7, 2018

SCAN is hosted by

Miss Opal  and Lynda McKinney Lambert.

If you are NEW to SCAN, we recommend: Just SCAN it!

Guest Author

Patty L. Fletcher

Author

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Patty is the Owner of

Tell-It-To-The-World Marketing.

Email: patty.volunteer1@gmail.com

 

Patty, It is wonderful to have you here today as our First Guest Author.

I first met you on an internet writers group some years ago.  I have watched you create a remarkable career through your publications and your many accomplishments through the blogs you write and manage and the authors you promote. That includes me, and It’s great to work with you.

I’ll begin our interview with this question:

Patty, What is the most important thing you want people to know about you?

 I am kind, caring, and honest.

That is important because, to me,  being kind, caring and honest is a large part of a person’s foundation.  It’s important for others to know these things about me because people need to be assured that those they keep time with are decent people.

It is important to others because the world in which we live today can be a cold cruel place to live sometimes.

People can be unkind but I think people must feel safe, cared about, and loved.

I simply want to project the type of person I want around me.

I treat others how I want to be treated, and make sure they know that whether they’re someone who is important to me or someone I’ve just met they will be treated well.

Q_ How do you decide what really matters in your personal and professional life?

I decide what really matters according to my values.

I think it has a lot to do with how we grow up and what our family values were. Things we are taught as children stay with us for a life-time and learned behaviors are hard to unlearn. I’ve had many in my life who were not so, and the scars will never go away.

Q_Do you have a handicap of some sort? If so, how does it affect your life and what you do?

Yes, I have multiple disabilities. I am totally blind; have Fibromyalgia; suffer from Bipolar Disorder; and Short-Term Memory loss.

Being totally blind affects how I get from place to place, how I dress, cook, clean my home, and even my writing.

As a totally blind person I must rely on others to drive me. If a person who doesn’t drive doesn’t live in an area where there are accessible forms of public transportation they are left to the mercy of friends and family.

No matter how well-meaning folks are when they say, “Call if you need anything” they cannot be expected to drop everything they’re doing every time someone needs to go somewhere.

Sometimes a person just wants to go out for the heck of it. Maybe run out and grab a bottle of wine or a burger.

People aren’t just going to drop what they’re doing to come get me at 2 o’clock on Tuesday afternoon all because I have a craving for a cheese burger, fries and bottle of wine.

Luckily, I live in a town where there is a public transit system and decent taxi services.

Even when I moved into an area where I could not walk easily to a public transit stop, I found our Dial-a-Ride services well run and easy to use.

We have same-day-service, unless the system is extremely booked, should I suddenly decide I want a burger or bottle of wine I can get a ride.

Our taxi service in the area is not bad either. If  I want to go out and about on the weekends when our busses are not running, I can still go out.

 

Fibromyalgia is a horse of a different color.

Sometimes Fibromyalgia  causes so much pain and discomfort I have trouble doing the simplest of tasks.

There are mornings when I can barely get out of bed to take my guide dog out for his first walk of the day.

I find that having the dog does lots more for me than providing safe travels to and from all the places I want to go.

Campbell keeps me going and helps me push through days that I might simply choose to give up and stay in bed all day.

Having to get up and be active whether I feel like it or not most times makes it easier to deal with the pain I sometimes experience.

Bipolar is the worst disability I deal with.

Being an emotional person can be a problem all by itself.

Being a person who suffers from wildly swinging moods, and at times what is considered to others strange behaviors can really cause problems in my every-day life.

It causes problems in relationships with family and friends. It causes problems with dating and it for sure has caused me to lose people in my life.

 

Short-term memory loss is just,well, a pain in the tail.

Imagine not being able to remember where you sat something down. Then compound that problem with being blind and not being able to sweep your gaze around the room and see where it is sitting.

 

That, friends is problematic in the worst kind of way.

When I was working in the public sector and needed to be at work on time I had to be absolutely certain of where everything was the night before and sometimes even take notes about it so that in the morning’s rush to get ready and leave for work I did not waste time hunting here and there.

People advise putting things in the same place all the time.

That does not necessarily work because if the memory loss kicks in that place where ever it was, is forgotten.

 

Q_How can a person overcome a handicap and what would you want that person to know?  

 

Overcoming handicaps like mine takes arduous work,

perseverance and patience.

I don’t mind the challenging work, and persevering is something I’m getting better and better at but I’m still running very short on patience.

As far as how my handicaps affect my writing, well as I say I am totally blind. I use a screen reader or voice over technology on my computer. The sighted world forgets about blind persons a lot of the time so lots of times things do not work for me as they do for the sighted computer user.

Examples are:  screenshots, memes and info graphics are not readable for screen reader users.

The world is full of them and no matter how many times I remind people of that fact, many do not take those things into consideration when they put their works out for the world to “See.”

 

This is a topic I am quite passionate about these days.

In fact, just today, I’ve been involved in a Facebook conversation about this issue.

A friend was really in a tizzy over an update that changed the fact that when the background colors are changed on a post, a  person using a screen reader or voice over can no longer read it.

The comments on their posts ranged from mild annoyance to downright rude angry and childish.

So, I got onto my own timeline and wrote how I understood that it is annoying when sites like Facebook update and our needs are left out of the mix. I, too, lose my cool at times and rant on it but if we have educated conversations with people about it we would find that people would listen to our side of the situation. Many times things would get resolved.

A friend of mine commented that the old saying was true and that we would most assuredly get more flies with honey.

I wrote back the following.

I love this way of looking at it.

I hated to be in such a snit about this, but it just gets so old reading people’s puling on and on about how the sighted world just gives us no thought at all.

It’s simply not the way of it.

 

It’s no different from the fact that I don’t have a clue what it takes to drive a car. I have no idea how tiring it might get driving from place to place, how much strength it might take, how uncomfortable it might be for someone who has a back issue whatever.

 

My point is:

People simply cannot know what they don’t know, and they don’t put into the forefront of their minds something that they do not deal with all the time.

 

Just a little while ago I clicked onto a page of someone who had shared a post. I like the stuff they write and say or share from others so of course I wanted to see what they had to share. Well, when I got there it was a darn photo and all I got to read was, “Photo may contain text “Well it disappointed me. I really wanted to know what it said. So rather than go into a rage rant snit about it I wrote.

“Shame it’s one of those pesky pictures

that only says to me photo may contain text”

Then the poster and I had a chat about it.

People today want everything right now. The youth of today knows nothing of what it was for blind people even ten and twenty years ago. They’re covered up in technology that makes their lives easier than those who grew up in even the 80 and 90’s knew. And we’re not going any further back than that because they could not possibly comprehend it. I get so annoyed when I read someone griping about a book that has not yet made it to Bard.  (Bard is the National Library Services For the Blind and Physically Handicap)

See: That All My Read

First, I want to know why they cannot spend $4 and buy an eBook that is one-hundred percent accessible with voice over and Amazon even has a free Kindle app for their computer, so they can read it.

Second, I want to ask them how they’d have liked it if they’d had to sit around and wait on the mail to bring cassette tapes or records that might or might not play when they arrived. (I’m dating myself here, but the youth of today is soft spoiled and plane out nerve-racking.)

 

Not long ago I wrote a blog post called “Challenges of a Disabled Writer”

POST URL:  https://campbellsworld.wordpress.com/2018/02/07/challenges-of-a-disabled-writer/

 

I felt it was time to start raising awareness on a higher level. Sometime later in a different post the subject came back up yet again so I re-shared the post link into that conversation’s comment section.

 

I spent the remainder of that day having a ton of magnificent conversations with a whole bunch of bloggers on the subject and by the end of that day, more people had an idea of what they could do to make things easier on those of us who do not see.

Blindness does not define who I am. None of my handicaps do.

They are a part of me, I must live in this world and like it or not,  persons who are disabled are the minority.

 

I obviously cannot walk around angry about it all the time so, to me,  the best thing to do is to talk about it in a polite rational informative manner.

We, all of us, have issues that we deal with. If people really stopped and thought about it everyone in the whole wide world is handicapped in some way.

I have a saying…

“There is no right way. There is no wrong way. There just is, a way.”

 

Q_Patty, can you talk a little bit about how and where you do your writing?

Do you write in solitude or in public places?

I mostly like quiet solitude when I write.

There are times when I toss my Laptop in a backpack, grab a set of headphones, my phone and Bluetooth keyboard and all other necessary writing tools and head off to a favorite bar or coffee-house.

I usually do this when I find myself running low on inspiration.

Sometimes I don’t really need to engage with others. I just need to be able to listen to conversations and activities going on around me while I write.

It seems to help my writers’ block when I change my environment.

When I wrote my first book,

Campbell’s Rambles:

How a Seeing Eye Dog Retrieved My Life,

I wrote a sizable portion of this first book sitting in the phone room where I worked.

We would get quiet time sometimes on the phones and I had to have something to do to fill that time.

I found I could write my book there because people I worked with loved hearing the stories of things that happened during my time at The Seeing Eye so while I told stories I wrote them down.

Final Comment from Lynda and Miss Opal:

Patty, Miss Opal and I agree that your interview and story is encouraging to us.  We appreciate your honesty and courage and how you described  your daily battles & victories as a person with multiple disabilities. 

We know our readers will be inspired and encouraged by your courageous journey and we thank you for being our first guest at “Saturday is for Sharing.”

Q_Patty, please give us a final thought about your book,

 In this magical and love filled tail, King Campbell (AKA Bubba) travels to the puppy nursery at The Seeing Eye to help ready a group of puppies who are just about to embark on the fabulous journey of learning to become Seeing Eye dogs. Just as he is about to finish his tail, a wee pup becomes very frightened of all that lies ahead, and one frightfully stormy night she runs away! Will King Campbell hear the urgent call from the puppy nursery in time? Will they find her and save her so she can fulfill her destiny?

The use of “Tail ” instead of “Tale”  –  and – “Magik” instead of “Magic” is intended for these short stories. A great play on words from King Campbell

Buy Link

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0765BWDJF

The use of “Tail”  instead of “Tale”  for story and “Magik” instead of “Magic” is intended for these short stories. A great play on words from King Campbell

 

Patty’s final comment:

I’m very grateful for having had this time to share a

bit of myself with you and your readers.

 

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Lynda McKinney Lambert. Copyright July 7, 2018. All rights reserved.

Saturday is for Sharing

A weekly series coordinated by Lynda and Miss Opal, her feline writing partner.  Lynda and Miss Opal live in rural western Pennsylvania in The Village of Wurtemburg. Miss Opal has a sister-cat named Miss Bessie.  Lynda is married to Bob Lambert and the couple share their home with 2 rescued dogs;  Mitchell and Miss Dixie Tulip. Lynda is a retired professor of fine arts and humanities, and she is a fiber artist and author.

Lynda is the author of 2 published books:

Concerti: Psalms for the Pilgrimage Buy it!

Walking by Inner Vision: Stories & Poems Buy it!

 

Lynda has just completed her 3rd book

Star Signs: New & Selected Poems – 60 poems

AND her FIRST CHAPBOOK

first snow, 16 Poems with a Wintry Theme.

Both new books  are now available for publication. Editors, please contact Lynda for the manuscript.

 

~Thank you for visiting with us today~

Miss Opal and Lynda McKinney Lambert

 

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Scan Presents: Christmas in July

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July 6, 2018

Christmas in July – a Song and a Poem

Every year  my sister, Patti, tends her flower gardens from early spring  to the first frosts of late autumn.  

As she took me on a tour of her flower beds  one afternoon, she grinned with pride when she pointed out her roses.  Every flower gardener I have ever known has loved their rose bushes and each one has shown tremendous pride in the beauty of the flowers on a rose bush.

 

Last  August, Patti  brought me a birthday bouquet she had created from her flower beds – and the prize flower in the bouquet was a very stunning pink  rose! I think no matter how much a gardener loves all the flowers they have blooming, it is the rose bushes that seem to elicit the most pride and happiness to them.  Roses are the dazzling queens of the flower bids.  They  seems to be the proverbial “icing on the cake.”

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***Photo by Lynda McKinney Lambert:

Patti’s Flowers on my Dining Room Table

Ah, yes, I contend that the rose is Queen of all Flowers!

I am certain of it! As you begin doing some research on the “rose” as an iconic image,  you will soon   find references to

Mary, the Queen of Heaven and Earth.

She is often depicted with a rose in her hand, or surrounded by roses.  Roses are used as garlands in art and sculpture and roses are used to encircle  the Queen of Heaven. Roses are a halo at times in Christian lore as well as in pre-Christian mythology.   Mary’s  son, Jesus Christ, is  symbolized as a rose.  King Solomon described Jesus  as  “the rose of Sharon.” You can find this particular reference in The Song of Solomon, 2:1. There are many other such references as well.

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 In a popular  German Christmas song,

these  words are from an Eighteenth Century  poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe;

 “es ist ein Ros entsprungen.”  

This can be translated in English to

“A Rose has sprung.”

You may recognize this Christmas song as “Lo, How a Rose E’er  Blooming”  or “A Spotless Rose.”  This song is a Protestant  Christmas  Carol and a Catholic Marian hymn that originated in Germany.  I remember it from my childhood  when we all stood to sing carols together at the small  Methodist Church  in my village.

Listen to this song in English:

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Click here SING ALONG with the music:  Yes, I want to sing a long!

 

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I sat down to consider the pleasure of

a visit with my daughter, Ilsa

Below you will read a  poem about her visit and something we did together. Sometimes, it is unusual when we think of a child teaching a parent a lesson of some sort.  But, here in my poem, a daughter teaches  me a lesson  in a unique way.

This poem, “When My Daughter Cuts the Roses,”  marks the beginning of Advent in our home.  The bouquet of flowers on my dining room table today  reminds me  that now is the Season of Hope.  As I listen to the latest news from around the world, it feels like the  whole world is longing for hope right now – Oh, I know! It does appear the the entire planet is in deep distress.   The EARTH could be laboring  for the birth of HOPE.  Perhaps there is a longing for hope   in the souls of Earth’s people and all of NATURE.

On the First Week of Advent we can choose to keep our thoughts  and our  eyes focused on HOPE as we light that first candle.  

There is great beauty in the  symbols  of the weekly lighting of the Advent candles.   When the FIRST WEEK OF ADVENT comes this year,  we can pause to embrace the message  of the ROSE  and the  coming of the LIGHT, who  is promised from ancient times.  

 

Ah, yes!  As  I complete the writing of this essay, I am hearing a tune in my mind.

 This Flower, whose fragrance tender with sweetness fills the air,
Dispels with glorious splendor the darkness everywhere;
True man, yet very God, from sin and death He saves us,
And lightens every load.

(Final stanza of “Lo, How a Rose E’er Blooming)

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  “When my Daughter Cuts the Roses”

My daughter looked

At the bouquet of fresh roses

noticed two of them were drooping.

“Let me show you how to trim the roses

so they stay fresh and strong.” she said.

Her hands held the roses firmly

one-by-one, trimmed off extra leaves

“These will make the water stink,” she said.

She found scissors in the drawer

put the roses in a bowl of tepid water

held each stem under water

sliced them all, diagonally –

“As I cut the rose under the water,

little bubbles of air come to the surface.

Now, when the rose inhales

it will only breathe water into it,

it won’t fill up with air.

The living water inside the stems

gives longer life to each rose.”

She carried the freshened flowers

In the tall glass vase

back to the center of the dining room table

darkest crimson buds, sunny yellow petals,

deep green fern leaves

and a frilly white carnation.

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This essay & poem is brought to you by the author, Lynda McKinney Lambert.

Lynda is the author of 4 books:

Concerti: Psalms for the Pilgrimage Buy it!

Walking by Inner Vision: Stories & Poems Buy it!

Lynda has just completed her 3rd book

Star Signs: New & Selected Poems

AND… her FIRST CHAPBOOK

first snow, 16 Poems with a Wintry Theme.

Both new books  are now available for publication. Editors, please contact Lynda for the manuscript.

 

Thank you for visiting with us today.

Miss Opal and Lynda McKinney Lambert

 

 

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Thursday Treasures #4 – Reasons

July 3, 2018

Thursday Treasures #4: Reasons

What is a  TREASURE?

 How do you define a treasure?

What is your reason for calling it a treasure?

How do you recognize something as a treasure?

Do you have something that is your treasure?

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My first thought is that a treasure is something precious or important to me.  Different things feel like treasures to me for a variety of reasons.

 My REASON for calling it a treasure is because of the 

human touch and creative spirit that is

embodied in the object.

Each item is unique and one-of-a-kind. 

Each item holds a memory for me. They are reminders of people I care for, the artists who created them, and even memories of trips and events.

Fine Art is a Treasure.

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View from the Fombell Bridge, Acrylic on Canvas.

by Lynda McKinney Lambert.   Portrait of the Artist’s father, William J. McKinney (1916-1988)

 

Paintings, sculptures, pottery and fiber arts  fill my home and give me pleasure.  Each is hand crafted by an artist. Unlike commercial products  and mass-produced objects.

Why woldn’t anyone want ” the real deal” that bears the fingerprints of the person who created it?

There is a reason that I drink my morning coffee in a hand-thrown mug created by a friend. I love to feel the surface of that mug as I drink – I can feel the hand prints in the clay and feel the energy of the masterful hands that made it.  It has a human touch and it connects me with another individual who cherishes the act of making beautiful things.

 

Art works remind me of a variety of creative people I have known throughout my life.

 

I consider the works that surround me as my friends. Each one touches a special place in my heart – I know this person and I think of her every time I look at the painting she did. Each of the artisans who created the objects in my home-made the pieces with love and passion. Those things are treasures that cannot be found in a big box store where everything is made by machines and mass-produced.  There is a reason that Treasures cannot be mass produced. They lack the human touch of the artist.

Books are a treasure. 

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Photo by Lynda Lambert.  Art & Books in a corner of my studio. 

I love books of poetry. \Each of them are works of art. Each volume of poetry I have collected is a treasure. I keep my treasured poetry books all together in my library where I know they are safe.  I have them arranged alphabetically, by author’s last name. I can find exactly the book I want, when I want it.  I like to think about the books sometimes, and I like to go to the library and pull a book off the shelf to read.

Books  feel good in my hands. No technology can replace the feeling I have when I touch a real paper book.  Reading a book through an audio recording can never replace the imagination I have when I read with my eyes.  For me, it is the sight of the words on the pages and the cover of the book that thrills me. I’ve had to adjust to experiencing a book totally by listening to someone read it  and it is not the same. It never can be. Something is missing.  There is a reason that we read a book that we hold in our hands.  It is the personal contact with the author’s mind that we experience.  I miss that more than anything else I can think of since I lost my sight almost eleven years ago. For now, listening to it being read to me, will have to do.

Music is a treasure.

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I like to begin the day with Mozart sometimes.

Songs and melodies come to me through the day and night. II wake up in the morning with a song in my heart.  I seem to have an internal radio station that never turns off. It’s a wonderful feeling to be so filled with music and song – and I’ve heard that each person has a unique song placed inside of them by the Creator and it will be revealed when meet in person one day.  We will be recognized by God by the song we are singing when we meet Him. He wrote the music that is inside each of us.

This song  by Alison Kraus is a  Tuesday Treasure.  

Listen Now!    “There is a Reason.”

HOPE is a treasure.

It’s hidden in my heart.

Hope is in every cell of my body. 

Hope is the reason for everything I am. My hope is in my Creator, who placed in us  all the capacity to love because we am loved. We are his treasures.

 Peter 3:15 English Standard Version (ESV)

15 but in your hearts honor Christ the Lord as holy, always being prepared to make a defense to anyone who asks you for a reason for the hope that is in you; yet do it with gentleness and respect,

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Oh, Monday Me! Lotus

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Oh! Monday Me!

Listening to the Lotus Flower

 

I  saw a magnificent photograph of a Lotus blossom.

I was searching to find where I could buy such a plant for my garden.

The unguarded, wide-open petals of the Lotus flower looked majestic and vivacious because she was attired in shades of bluish purple, lavender, sprightly shimmering greens, and perky periwinkle blue colors.

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An idea for a poem came to me

 

I paused to contemplate this snapshot.  I had the strong feeling that I was  actually there, with the Lotus.

I imagined what the Lotus might whisper to me: 

 

Slow down!

Close your eyes so that you can see the beauty all around you.

Set your heart towards the sunshine that dwells inside of you.

Listen with your heart for the sounds of the Universe.

Do you hear the music of Eternity?

Together, we can hold the hand of God.

Lynda McKinney Lambert. Copyright, 2018.  All Rights Reserved.

This reflection  was inspired by the quote below:

 

 The lotus flower sits upon one of it’s leaves, having risen to the surface as the sun, held in the hand of God, invites it upward to the light. This unique plant is rooted in the mud and muck at the bottom of a body of water, it’s stem reaching up to the surface, where the leaves rest quietly. At night, the flower closes and sinks below the surface, only to rise with the daylight and once again, gradually unfold it’s petals. 
What we learn from this amazing plant is how our own spiritual path unfolds and opens to the light, then at times gently folds in on itself for a proper rest when the daylight fades. 

Your spiritual unfoldment is occurring at all times, whether or not you are aware of it. It is inevitable as long as you put your trust in the hands of the Creator, the One who holds the Light.
Like the Lotus, your soul is always reaching for the light to fulfill its karmic destiny, but even in that process, there are periods of darkness and times to rest. It is a natural cycle, one that cannot truly be coerced or halted. 
It has an innate rhythm of its own, one that is unique to the Being that is you!

~ from, Earth Magic,  by Steven D. Farmer, Ph.D

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Photo of Lotus Flower and where you can purchase seeds to have one in your water garden.

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