Archive for January 12th, 2008

A Cosmic Gift

is truly a gift for others…

God’s gift to me on my birthday was this, Funky Winkerbean’s 1-11-08 comic strip text from one bubble, “I don’t know where the comics collector market would be without little old ladies who never throw anything away.”

Who knew that by random comic selection the Lord would shower the world with great love…we continually take it in.”

Another anagram:

“You heard it, comics connect what matters, know you want to believe in Lord, all knowledge worthwhile with the Lord.”

What a way to start a blog…

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On my computer clock it is 11:11. Some will immediately understand the signifigance of that, while other may pooh-pooh the whole thing as spiritual or new age mumbo jumbo. It’s just a matter of time, a precept of man. I, on the other hand, am WOman, who has not worn a watch in a number of years and with good reason. God has a different timing than the rest of us, and I have a tendency to do things in “God-time”, whatever that is. I have been on another planet, more or less, for the past year/14 months…no phone, no computer, so like why bother now?
Sci-Fi channel is on and I hear one of the characters say (about 11:15) “…now is not the time”. So realistically, no, now is NOT the time. I am tired, it WAS my birthday, but the weblog clock is already telling me it is tomorrow, so I guess my birthday is over. 
I did get a special FedEx delivery today…my gift. Harold and the Purple Crayon, something else that came into the world in 1955, other than me, that is. This copy is not lovingly marked with a real purple crayon, as is the book my children read innumerable times during storytime. One of my daughters thought I should have an unmarked book for some reason. She spent 75 cents on it at a book sale, and $16.25 to send it. God love her. Happy Birthday to Me. I have had enough interruptions today.
So why did I start another blog? Oh yeah, because every day I try to anagram, and every day, well…you’ll see.


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Dont' stop with one post! This is one of those blogs where you need to go back a few entries in order to connect some of the anagrams, comics, or collages, as is often the case of art imitating life. Some of the anagrams are outstanding coincidences of that which occurs in daily life. Give it a try!

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Why I'm here...

A friend told me I should blog here. I use Cosmic Bubbles to make a connection between an inner and outer world, where comics anagram to a functional place in my life. I write in nexus form, (at least that is what I call it) because one thing builds on another generally. I am led to use my senses in ways most people might not, because I am aware of a natural presence, I guess I should say. I talk to God, Jesus, ET, the Big Guy, "them." Some may now say, OK, let's move on, find another blog, this woman is just nuts (something I may have said a few years back myself). But you might not...you might just find something else a little eerie, a little fun, spooky maybe in an Einsteinian way. Tying anagrams to daily life or a continuing series of concepts may just give you another perspective, allowing you to become a bit more aware of yourself in the scheme of things. It is always better to go back a few posts because one post alone doesn't really tell you what is going on here. What does go on is a connection, where sometimes I write a thought and I hear something on TV to clarify the thought I just had. Yes, I believe thoughts are real things, they manifest in ways I did not know about until the past couple of years. I used concrete examples, documenting as best I can as things occur, so people can see the synchronicity of the moment, the coincidence as it were, if you believe things are so random. Well, I believe all things are possible, and I show that every day in some small way.