Wheel

“Not the wheel ?!! Even the royal house of Hanover had the wheel, sir.”. This movie line quote from The Beatles movie “Help!”  is the first thing I thought of when I read today’s one-word prompt. As I thought about how to convey my response to this word, I had a visualization of the spinning wheel one sees while waiting for a computer to respond to a command. This visual resulted in the song “Spinning Wheel” by the band Blood, Sweat, & Tears coming to mind. Such random thoughts from a word I never really think about.

Wheel

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Cringe

As I begin this post I am struck by the fact that I set up a WordPress account a little over a year ago and only have 7 posts. I really had every intention of posting on a regular basis, but as the year went by, I found myself cringing each time I thought about logging on because of the self-doubt I had about what I would write about and putting those thoughts and ideas out there. I’ve come across a couple of articles which talked about how a person’s self-doubt can get into their minds and that it is a strong deterrent. So, I am definitely learning that a person’s worst critic may be his or herself.
Cringe

Discover someone new…yourself.

I started my WordPress blog because I thought it would be interesting to write about things or ideas that catch my attention throughout my days. And as anyone who may read this post can see, I haven’t done a very decent job posting.

What a coincidence, today I decided to watch an online presentation about “writing stripped to the bone” (Peter Nez), which discussed getting to know oneself to become an effective writer.

Perhaps the more I discover about myself, the better I will become at writing about new discoveries (i.e. ideas, concepts,  images).

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August 14th…National Navajo Code Talkers Day

August 14th is a date not found on many U.S. calendars. So what is the significance of this date? It is National Navajo Code Talkers Day. This day was proclaimed by President Ronald Reagan in 1982.

The Navajo Code Talkers were a group of 29 Navajo men who were recruited in 1941 and 1942 during World War II and helped to develop a code using the Navajo Language. The idea to develop and use a code in Navajo was proposed by a World War I veteran named Philip Johnston. The use of Native American language to transmit messages was not new but since he grew up the Navajo Reservation, he was familiar with the Navajo Language.

It is interesting that these men were punished severely for speaking their native language when they were put into boarding schools, yet it was this language that helped the United States win the war in the Pacific. This code was also never broken by the Japanese.

Here We Go Again.

I’ve felt nervous and anxious most of the day. I haven’t been able to concentrate, I’ve found my self pacing, and I feel like my stomach is in knots. I know these feelings have been building up because I am dreading tomorrow afternoon, which is the beginning of a retrial for one of the individuals responsible for the death of a family member.

Since this happened I’ve lived with the fact that my cousin died a horrible death, one which she could have survived if medical help was rendered sooner. Now this individual, who was convicted nine years ago, gets another chance at freedom.

Tomorrow our family has to listen to everything we had to hear in the first trial. We get to listen to the defense tear down my cousin’s character and all the horrible details of her death. How it was basically my cousin’s own fault she put herself in the situation because of the addiction she was battling at the time. Typical “blame the victim”. It was so hard to listen to the first time, but I know I have to be there to support the memory of my cousin.

Over the next week and a half, I may be using this blog as sounding board because I am the type of person who does not like to let my emotions show nor do I like talking openly about them. So, for those of you who read these posts, thank you for letting me write what needs to be written.

Struggle

Nicole…

She was a bright, friendly, 34 year old who was loved by her family and friends. She was well-educated, having graduated from Dartmouth University. But somewhere along her life journey, addiction took control.

In the end, this addiction played a role in her death by taking away her ability to realize the danger she was in. Her death was brutal and no one deserves to lose their life in this manner. This individual (“boyfriend”) and the two others he brought along, took advantage of her addiction.

This individual is getting a second chance at freedom while she is still dead. When her life was taken any chance of recovery and a second chance at leading a better life was lost.

June 7, 2007 – 9 years gone.

 

Did you remember to go to work today?

Yes, this is a 3-day weekend because of the Memorial Day holiday on Monday. It signals the beginning of summer. Schools are out for a few weeks unless you’ve just graduated. In that case, you could be quoting Alice Cooper’s lyrics, “School’s out for summer, School’s out forever”.

Anyway, my job requires me to work most weekends for a couple of hours. I work at a local radio station and my job is fairly straightforward. When the on air talent (which I am not) do live broadcasts outside of the radio station, I am one of two people who makes sure the broadcasts are aired at the correct time.

Today was interesting to say the least. I arrived 15 minutes early so that I could go over the times the broadcasts would happen. Well, today the monitor and computer I needed to use both completely shut down. I had to call the IT person, who was 15-20 minutes away and then had to tell the on air talent that he would be missing his first live broadcast of the day. I then get a call from the other on air talent, who is broadcasting from a different location, asking me if the other person who was supposed to be working with him is there at the station. I ended up having to run between the two broadcasts for the first 30 minutes until the station manager arrived to fill in for the “missing” co-worker, who casually strolled in a few minutes after the station manager.

So again, I put forth the question: Did you remember to go to work today?