Time to Jump

I’ve racked my brain these last couple weeks trying to figure out why the muse has left the park and the carnies have picked up and packed away the games whose prizes used to fill my virtual toy box with fun and imaginative bits and bobs, but are now just cheap trinkets and sad, stuffed critters gathering dust.

Have I gone deaf? Or have the barkers stopped barking, the ringers stopped ringing, the poppers stopped popping?

Why can’t I smell the smokey, the sweet, the salty aromas that used to make my nose smile and my mouth run with meaty ideas and sweet and savory anecdotes?

Has my mind’s eye gone blind to the flash of the Ah Ha light bulbs, the story weaving fabrics of the neon rainbows, or the strange and beautiful oddities on two legs and four, that once teased a tale worth telling?

Yes, these last 6 months (plus the 12 before that if I’m honest) have been some of the weirdest of my life.
And yes, most of that time was spent in The Heartbreak Hotel or The House of Horror or for that matter, The Halls of Magic Mirrors.

While I did share those tales from the crypt, once the telling was done, the park went dark.
The tent spikes pulled, the manure cleaned up, the coming attractions came and went.
And once loaded, the train hit the rails and headed for someone else’s parking lot.

What am I waiting for?

So what’s next?
Do I stand by the side of the tracks like a hobo with my life filled bundle-on-a-stick?
Do I then jump on the next box car that passes by, hoping to find “it” down the line?

Or…do I drop yesterday’s bundle, step over the tracks, and begin a new leg of my journey?

I believe so.

I’ve been standing here waiting for too long now.

Time to scrape what’s left of the elephant shit off my shoes and get moving.

Synchronize: 6.1.2014 at Now O’clock
Starting Point: West of There ~ North of Then
The New Heading: East to Here ~ South to Now
The Destination: Unknown ~ Anywhere ~ Everywhere

Take a walk with me…let’s talk

Walk with me...
Walk with me…

First Step…trading shit-kickers for walking shoes.
Next Step…trading four walls for open space and the keyboard for the camera.
Each Step Thereafter…we’ll see what we see and share what we feel.
I want to know…and I want to hear it.

Snap. Crackle. Pop.

I see it…SNAP
You see it…CRACKLE
We tell it…POP

A word, a sentence, a poem, a memory, a feeling…
No matter how short or how long…
Be it funny, sad, truth, lie, fact, or fiction…
I want to hear about it.

This is the path for now…
The idea is Show and Tell
The questions are…

Do You See What I See?
Do You Feel What I Feel?
Do You Hear What I Hear?

It’s where I’m going and it’s how I’m hoping to re-open the amusement park that once thrived in the ordinary and mundane being anything but.

I look forward to welcoming you along.
And who knows? You may just find a junction of your own.
An inspiration that leads you to hop on a new train, or off the one you’re on.
Anything’s possible on the road to Anywhere.

See you soon and I’ll bring the ordinary…

You bring the extra.

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Hi everyone! Welcome to 50 Shades of Gray Hair. 50 Shades is my blog of life over the hill, where each day is full of delicious opportunities to earn another gray hair. I stopped declaring war on the gray when I began this blog years ago. Instead, I embrace and celebrate them along with whatever life decides to throw my way, with (sarcasm forward) humor and an optimistic eye to the future. I think. I hope? I don't know. At any rate...it's real, it's honest, it's full of 4 letter words, and it's me...on a platter. I sincerely welcome you all to my porch....♥♥Rhonda

14 thoughts on “Time to Jump”

    1. I must admit, I’ve missed your particular crazy train. Let’s see where it goes…at the least, it’ll get me out taking snaps right? Good to hear from you Tink.


    1. Thanks SK, maybe a little in that sometimes I do see more than meets the eye. But truly, it’s the differences we each see in the same thing that tickles me…hoping for a bit of that. And…I’m hoping to get back into the groove of actually seeing what’s not commonly seen…has been a while yeah?


  1. I always feel like you are my other ‘me’ or something like that (but you express yourself better!) I have been off blogging for awhile due this and that, and yours is the first one I’ve read for ages! I adore you for your wise wit and your witty wisdom and for being Rhonda xxxxxxxxxxxx


    1. I know exactly what you mean jules (except the expressing oneself comment…not better at all, just differently). Getting to know someone on and from the inside, before ever knowing the outside (which I won’t give up hope that it happens) has resulted in some pretty remarkable connections here…but the ‘twinner’ is definitely you. xoxo


    1. Thank you Yvonne…I’ve missed this side of life too, I have to admit. It may be a slow start, but that’s okay because I’m hoping it’s a long journey…xoxo


    1. You are so sweet. Don’t you know it’s what you all bring with you when you sit on my porch that is the extra? Without you guys, it’s all just pictures and words. And I knew you’d be traveling with me, so pick your spot (no need to mark the territory though). Barking and purring is allowed…in fact, encouraged!


  2. brilliant,! love this post rhinda as i love them all but this one i feel along with you
    ahh rhinda my darling you know what would make for an excellent adventure? you +me travelling to all the far away places we would have such fun! – india china and oh my the maldives, you would take the most amazing pictures and i would waffle on about how amazing it all is ^^ i have always wanted to go to malta and of course there would places you would want to go we would could take a turn each first you pick then i pick ^^ if i ever win the lottery rhinda my lovely then i am knocking on your door and dragging you round the world with me ^_^ love and hugs my friend xx


    1. What a fantastic idea Kiz…and yes, there’s a place or two I’d add to that list and I’ll make you a deal…if ever I come into a windfall, I’ll be coming for you! xoxo


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