2012 NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTION

This year my New Year's Resolution is to be more empathetic towards all living things. When I become critical or feeling superior of other beings, I hope that I see them as me. Their face will become mine, their dispair mine, their situation mine. Please, Lord let me open my heart and feel the other one's heart. Heart to heart, face to face and connection to connect. Let me stop and take each moment and each situation and own it as apart of me. Make me aware of all our connections together to form a better environment and peaceful world to live in. This is my commitment for 2012.

Joyce is Back!

Hell-o to all my faithful followers! Long time no see. I have returned and am excited about my next entries, I've decided to start writing the history and experiences of my life. I've thought about it for some time and have mulled it over in my mind on how exactly to tell my story, how to begin, and what kind of style to use. But then it seemed out of no where a volunteer from Extreme Prophetics appeared while I was in the hospital with Brian. As I began telling her stories about the angelic occurrences I have experienced around Brian I mentioned my dilemma on how to put it all together. She said simply, write it from "The Heart", I knew at that moment that it was God speaking through her to me.

So dear followers of mine, I will write my autobiography from my heart.

The Corner

I live on a corner in the country in a white house with wrap-around porches and windows.

On my corner I have seen many things, you might say this corner has experienced "The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly".

Neighbors on horseback ride by, accompanied by bicyclers, joggers and people walking their dogs. One weekend I had a parade of semis moving at a speed of 5 mph on my street diverted from an accident on the main cross road. The dirt roads that run through farmer's fields across from my corner provide raceways for ATZs, and one of my neighbors even uses it for his two seater plane to take off from. And of course, the fields provide their own entertainment with combines harvesting alfalfa bales, and workers diverting irrigation to the cotton and corn rows. At Christmas one of my neighbors rides in a surrey with his wife, wearing santa caps, pulled by his horse , they go jingling by waving and shouting "Merry Christmas!"

Cars have been set on fire, I think to collect insurance or hide a joy rider's evidence, a truck load of Espanic men standing in the back of their pickup truck moving up my road have shot at doves in the Cotton Wood trees along the irrigation ditch, lovers sit in cars behind the desert bushes and even an over-weight Pima woman and skinny Indian man tried to get in on in the back of a pickup truck under one of the old Cotton Wood trees across from my corner in broad daylight. Another very hot 100 degree day, another over-heated Pima Woman wandered down the dirt road where I found her on my porch in my rocking chair. After a lengthy conversation with the paramedics and sheriff who had arrived shortly after I called them, she decided not to take their assistance, and trudged back up the dirt road wiping her brow with the wet cloth that was given her.

There have been many beer parties thrown late at night on a Saturday, sometimes I don't even know until the next morning when I collect the beer cans and bottles that go into my trash. Also, on several Summer nights I have heard the screeching of tires and then a crash of metal and cement only to look out and see a vehicle that has missed the corner crossing of pavement and dirt roads to land in the irrigation ditch. There usually insues a scrambling of inebriated bodies running off to avoid an encounter with the law.

My corner has provided a dumping ground for unwanted pets of all kinds, from kittens, all colors of cats, even one that was de-clawed, puppies and their mothers, skinny and mangy dogs usually of mixed breed. I've had run-away pigs, horses and geese grazing in my open field. The wild life is to die for though, there are Hawks, and flocks of Buzzards, Cranes of all kind that follow the irrigation flow. You can see Hummingbirds, Sparrows,Finch, Mocking Birds, Road Runners , Quail and Dove (my list could go on and on because I've left out the many little rodents and other critters that live in the fields and brush along the irrigation ditches).

Yes, this corner of mine has provided a realm of great entertainment, sometimes good and sometimes bad, and sometimes a little ugly, but all in all, I've enjoyed it .

Thought of the day: No matter what corner of the world you live in, my recommendation would be to enjoy the moment because there is always something just waiting for you around the next corner.

Best Friends

I've been fortunate in my life to have quite a few best friends, but as I've gotten older some of my best friends have turned into distant acquaintances for what ever reasons, and two of my best friends died of cancer.

Having best friends has been very important to me, but as the years pass, acquiring new best friends has become a little more tricky. I've found that making friends is pretty easy but a best friend usually requires something a little more.

Previously, having a best friend meant having a history together, but obtaining a new friendship without a history between us, there then has to be a thread that binds this relationship. Looking back, this thread with my other best friends has been laughter. Humor seems to have cemented my former best friends and those friendships had longevity.

So in conclusion or my thought for the day is: If I could pick a new group of best friends to hang out with they would be: Ellen DeGeneres (everyone knows how funny she is), George Lopez (to keep it racially balanced), Ron White, also known as "Tater"(To add a naughty spice to each gathering), Laurie Notaro and Merrill Markoe (My two most fumiest writers), and Paula Deen (we would definitely need a good cook with humor when chil'n).

No Fuss Pets

If you have an enclosed back yard or atrium in your house, like I do, then the desert tortoise is just the perfect " No Fuss" pet for you!

My two tortoises, Harold and Maud, were given to me by my son's girlfriend, whoes aunt breeds them. So Harold and Maud were not captured from the wilds, which is unlawful to do. Harold and Maud hibernate 4-5 months out of the year, and when awake during the other months graze on cactus, flowers, and greens from my yard. They do on occasion drink water.

Here are some interesting facts about the desert tortoise: They can survive in temperatures that exceed 140 degrees (my atrium can get pretty toasty during the summer), 95 % of their lives are spent in burrows (during the winter I don't even remember that I have two "No Fuss" pets), Ravens are their primary enemies (Whew, lucky for Harold and Maud that I don't have a pet Raven!), and lastly, tortoises are known to hiss and make popping noises ( Harold and Maud are known to do this when picked up, they usually are not in real happy moods, infact, I could say that they seem to be down right grumpy)

So in conclusion, and my thought of the day is : If you want a no fuss pet, desert tortoises could be just the ticket for you, just don't expect a happy, cuddly animal to greet you every morning and can't wait to see you come home from work in the evening with a wagging tail.

Found Mocking Bird baby

Yesterday, during a wild and windy storm, I found a baby bird that had been swept from it's nest. Not knowing exactly what to do, I went to Google, where it described putting the bird back into some kind of container attached to the tree so the mother bird could continue feeding it, which my son did. He wired a cottage cheese container to an existing bird feeder, put some grasses inside and placed the bird, and WaLa, the bird survived through the night being feed by it's parents.

Thought of the day: How did we ever survive without Google!

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