What is up with this Summer’s weather?

rainrainbowHas anyone else noticed this? This summer is not like any other summer. It’s been unusually rainy and cool up here in the Georgia Mountains. When we camped out the week of July 4th, it rained everyday. NO SUN! Except in spurts.  Needless to say it’s taken me about a week to wash all the laundry.  Everything was saturated, muddy and dirty. I think we’ve been on the lake twice.

It’s not only been the weather, but the mood. The mood has been sulky, like the tattered remanent of an old party dress that wants to come out and dance, but sits in the corner because it was last year’s fashion. I can’t shake the feeling that something large is shadowing the world and suffocating everyone in it.  I feel suffocated and I can’t explain why. My writing has taken on some somber tones too, mirroring the emotion.

I lay awake at night surfing youtube because I can’t sleep. The biggest thing now is the arrival of Comet ISON which everyone thinks is this brown drawf star called Nibiru.  There’s been speculation that a mini solar system surrounding this star is heading our way and between August and November the world is going to be turned topsy-turvy. (It’s already that way, what’s new?).

I can see why people might think that. You have to gather and analyze the weird and strange which has been happening for some time. 1. Mass killings of birds and fish in the midwest for no apparent reason, 2. Sinkholes popping up everywhere, 3. Weird weather patterns, 4. Massive coronal ejections, 5. Migration of the magnetic north pole, 6. The many comets and other asteroids passing through our solar system.  I could list out many more things, but I don’t want this post to be so long.

I had another one of those prophetic dreams. Kinda like the one I had about the Texas earthquake. Only this time I was at Clemson, getting ready to teach a class. My niece Kayla was there with me for some reason (she lives in California). All of the sudden, the whole earth began to shake. It did it three times, violently, and then water inundated the area. Kayla and I held onto a floating raft, and when I looked around, all I saw of our mountains were the peaks,  which were islands in a vast sea.  I cried in my dream because everyone I knew had perished.

The Earth is changing. As a historian I’m aware that written records show it’s a process that’s been going on since the beginning.  Our earth is on a 26,000 year wobble (means it takes 26,000 years for the axis to rotate in a complete circle) and much like the progression that our planet makes through the four seasons as it charges around the sun, I’m sure that in the 26,000 year wobble, the planet changes just like the seasons. Who knows what’s around the corner?  We should all prepare to go with the flow.  Things may get moved around, water-logged or whatever, but we can’t let this mood get us down. I think after finishing up the last few chapters of book two, I’m breaking out the paint brushes, charcoal and pastels and do something creative.  I need to take my mind off this summer’s weirdness and get back into a positive stance.

Enjoying Your Life – Knowing when to take a break from writing.

Tire swing in the back yard at the little yellow cabin.

Usually summertime is writing time for me as I take a break from school and studies.  The past couple of years it seems that my summer is progressing to being one of the busiest times of the year, making me wish for school to be back in session.  LOL! But I would not trade it for anything in the world.

My wonderful boyfriend’s two children come over from Oklahoma to visit as well as my daughter, Kelsey, from Texas.  Not only are we excited to have them, but since our little cabin is situated in the mountains of North Georgia, and we have a lake right down the road only ten minutes away, we are always doing something on the water, or at the ranch.  Our place has become a sanctuary for others in our family too.  We have had visitors since March this year, coming to enjoy the peaceful quality of Hiawassee, and to see us.

I remember when my children were younger, how stressful I would get when I knew I had much to accomplish, and never seemed to get anywhere during the day.  It would “freak me out” if I could not seem to get anything done on a timely basis.  I know my children thought I was very controlling about my schedule, and even told me so.  It was not until a few years ago when I had a mild heart attack that I realized they were correct, and I was not enjoying this life the way that it should be.  I always worked and never took the time to visit the simpler things in life.

I have always been the firm believer that the supreme being places us here on this earth to learn valuable lessons before we are graduated to higher plane.  This lifetime has taught me that I need to slow down and listen, look and ponder.  While my writing is very important, especially since I would like to finish Legends of Green Isle Series before I leave this existence, there are more important things that need my attention during the summer, and that is the children.  They are little only one time, and once they grow up, they will “freak out” about their lives and their children, and not have time for me then, until they need a babysitter.  🙂 And I am pretty cool about that.

Writing is very important to me, but now I look at it in a different way.  I write for my children, instead of wishing to be as famous.  I write to enjoy words like an artist enjoys painting colors on a canvas.  I write to give of myself, so that the future generation may see something of who I was.

Part of being a great writer is knowing when to shift your perspective, and taking a step back from the stress of everyday, to allow your soul to recharge.

Give someone a hug today just for the heck of it, and take a break just to hear the birds sing, the wind talk, and the insect call to each other.  It will do wonders for your mind, and your body, and give you a chance to be a little less stressed.