“Pop the bubble, pop the dice, pop the six and you move twice. Race your man around the track and try to send the others back. That’s…”(see above). Remember that one? Not sure why, but that has been playing in my head. Haven’t heard it anywhere lately, it just appeared (woo woo). Ear worm – now you’ve got it. (Sorry) Geez, that’s another one. 🙂 A fun way to spend a winter afternoon or evening is board games. Yes, in the world of computerized everything, they do still exist. Some of the new ones are pretty good and there’s always the classics. I’m guessing that this would be a popular cottage “sport”. I don’t know for sure – never owned a cottage or frequented one regularly. If I did, I would definitely have a puzzle/game table. I love puzzles, but once I get started, nothing else gets done. I don’t have a puzzle/game table at home – for that reason. But I do have a reading chair! 🙂
Anyone who has been following my blog here at Blue Roof Living might have thought of Ralph when you read the heading above – at least the “T-R-O-U-B-L-E” part – that is a fair assumption, however, you’ll be happy to know that he’s been a good boy lately and has temporarily learned his lesson. Incidentally, February is the month when coyotes start breeding. Enough said. Has anyone seen Ralph…?
Boing, boing, boing
I’m all over the place today – lots of stuff on my mind. (Better than the alternative.) A friend asked me what “woo woo” was. Glad to know you’ve been reading! Here goes: hope I don’t lose anyone…
Woo woo, in short, to me anyway, is a sort of spirituality, faith or belief that may be considered as “out there”, or different (by some). Being described as “different” is nothing new for me. 🙂 For example, some people attend a Church, Temple, Synagog, Mosque – whatever – they worship, or follow, the beliefs practised by the leaders of that particular organization or faith. Some people do not physically attend these places, but still carry that particular faith within. Probably, that was the way they were raised and they continue that way throughout their life. I was raised that way. I still have my little white gloves that I wore to Sunday School when I was five. I still remember going – I didn’t go for long (and didn’t like it), but I remember…
Other people worship, or follow, nature – their place of worship is outside, they pay attention to what goes on around them and the messages sent their way. Their leaders are the seasons, they believe there is meaning and things to be learned from other living things; the earth, fire, air and water and the night sky – and dreams. The cardinal directions mean something, colours mean something, numbers mean something, animals, birds, minerals and plants mean something. A different form of symbolism. Things happen for a reason. A different form of belief. Is one better than the other? No. Is one wrong and the other right? No! Wars are made of that stuff.
It’s a personal preference. I am of the latter category, if we want to categorize. (You’ve probably already figured that out.) To me, that’s woo woo. So when I write about something happening “out of the blue” (or under the Blue Roof), to me, nothing happens “out of the blue”, it happens for a reason. It could be good, or it could be bad – that’s the stuff that’s difficult to understand in all faiths. When I write about the meaning and/or uses of plants, animals, birds, nature; when I write about the night sky, the Moon phases, colours – that’s my spirituality – that’s my woo woo. I kind of “march to the beat of my own drummer”. 🙂
Still with me? Clear as mud? Good!
I could go on – and I will another time, if you’d like to read more. But today, I’ll leave you to think about that – this little bonus blog, because I’m feeling chatty and it makes me happy to know that you are reading and have questions! Who knew? Comments and/or questions are always welcomed.
Until next time,