This is National Handwriting Analysis Week. I don’t know why analyzing handwriting has always intrigued me, but it has. I’m the same way about dream analysis. But here’s the thing: the more I look into reading things in handwriting, interpreting dreams, and that sort of thing, the more the meanings seem to conflict with each other. Does an open ‘o’ mean someone is generous or just plain lazy? Does that squiggle on the tail of the ‘y’ mean reticence to conformity or someone’s just doing a happy dance on paper? I’m glad I’m not hand-writing this blog. My handwriting is a bit hard to read anyway.
I definitely think one’s handwriting says something about what he/she has experienced. Once, I had a boss who was a liar and had a terrible temper. All of my ‘s’s and letter tails began to take on swirls. The swirls began by going around once, and by the time I got out of that job, my swirls had three rounds in them. I never noticed it until I went back and found them in my journal. I’d never done that before, and I haven’t swirled my letters since. During that time in my life, I felt trapped. My frustration showed itself in that tiny set of rounds. In one handwriting series, a swirl is interpreted as being deceptive. Well, I can certainly stretch the idea of feeling trapped to the idea of being deceptive in the sense that I couldn’t be myself in that situation, but just think if my new employer had studied my handwriting and decided not to hire me because he/she thought I would be deceptive!
Part of handwriting analysis is context. When someone studies another person’s handwriting, already knowing his/her personality, it’s easy to pinpoint certain written characteristics to fit the person’s character. To predict what a person will do is more subjective. When it comes to revealing someone’s personality by the way they scribble their letters, it often feels like one is listening to a psychic. The results of an analysis are bound to touch on aspects that are true. “From his ‘m’s it’s clear he likes to be in control.” Isn’t that a bit vague? All of us have some need to control something in our lives, right?
Yeah, I’m a skeptic. You can tell it by the way I write my ‘s’ ‘k’ ‘e’ ‘p’ ‘t’ ‘i’ ‘c’.
It’s Martin Luther King, Jr. Day! MLK was an incredible public speaker. He had a profound influence on his community, his state, and his country. In my opinion, history textbooks don’t portray the essence of his message or his understanding of the innate rights God has granted to humankind. King rose up and spoke against cruelty and injustice committed against Black Americans. He believed in acting out of love, and he believed that meant never backing down when an innocent citizen’s rights or freedoms were withheld or taken away.
I’ve lived in southern states all of my life. King’s image in my formative years was that of a passionate man of hero status. Growing up, I thought everyone had the freedoms King fought for. I assumed everyone understood it is wrong to treat any man, woman, or child—created in God’s image!—as inferior to another man, woman, or child. Now I know that devaluing one innocent human life is the devaluing all of mankind as a worthless, disposable mass. King explained this within the context of society in a country: “Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.” We are all “tied in a single garment of destiny.”
MLK wasn’t a perfect man, but he didn’t let his mistakes stop him from using his influence for good. His Letter from Birmingham Jail is a chock-full example of his heart, his bravery, and his compassion. There was so much he’d seen and experienced in his life to make him bitter and angry, but he committed to acting morally in the face of injustice. His words inspired hope in his listeners, and they continue to inspire hope. It begs the question: If moral leaders inspire hope, what do immoral leaders inspire?
It’s Apples and Apricots Month! I made this cozy, healthy recipe for breakfast, replacing the sugar-free apricot jam it called for with puree canned apricots (adding a little agave nectar). I also replaced the apple juice with frozen apple juice concentrate to make up for the sweetness I took out by not including the sugar.
Making this was completely kid-friendly, but it doesn’t compete with Peanut Butter and Chocolate Puffs cereal. The consensus was that it was good, and that’s all. (One would’ve gone with ‘meh,’ but was persuaded to change her vote by the kinder votes of her siblings.)
My rating system is ever partial to foods that taste a little more real. So I gave it five stars, and my vote counts as ten. It’s a wonderful way to start a crisp January morning—warm and wholesome-tasting. And the aroma of cinnamon and apples that wafted through the house was incredible!
It’s Birth Defects Awareness Month, my friends. This is a heavy topic that leaves my heart sore. We all know families who’ve prepared for the birth of a child, who would enter the world to undergo a series of surgeries. I’ve been part of the number praying for a tiny one scheduled for heart surgery or surgeries to correct cleft palate. I remember crying with my dear friend when she learned her toddler had cerebral palsy. I’ve listened with my heart full to a friend’s confidence about the struggles she faces daily in caring for her child with Fragile X.
I’ve also been blessed to see the irrepressible glee in the smiles of friends with Down syndrome. I’ve witnessed the devotion and love shining through the eyes of parents who daily fight for the life and well-being of their precious, precious child. These children and their families inspire me with their determination, strength, and faith, reminding me that there is love to be found through heartbreak—and patience to be found through adversity. And hope. There is always hope.
Today happens to be Appreciate a Dragon Day. This tradition was started in 2004 by Dragonspell author, Donita K. Paul. No, you don’t have to appreciate all dragons, just a dragon. I’m not sure if I properly appreciate the grumpy, igniting ones.
Have you ever researched dragons? It’s quite fun. In one of my dragon-curious moments, I found a great book, How to Raise and Keep a Dragon. It discusses a few of the known types of dragons, their general temperaments, and the life expectancy for each dragon type. (It varies because, you know, some are land dragons and some are aquatic dragons. Some are social and some are reclusive. Some don’t like red meat, and some will eat nothing but.)
The Dracorex Hogwartsia got me started on dragonlore. (The original skull is flatter than the link above portrays, by the way.)
Dracorex inspired me to write about Kapyn, my wyvern-influenced dragon in Dragonfly Prince. From there, a whole world unfolded, and I’ve been exploring it ever since.
So I’ll be appreciating Kapyn today—his faceted eyes with ruby glow, his two sets of wings, and his craving for the Itra stone. Even if he is a grumpy, fire-breathing nuisance at times.
You know that whole clean your desk thing yesterday? It gets worse. January is a whole Get Organized month! Aaack!
Can’t I just use my bulldozer to push everything out of the house and start over again? Seriously, I just got rid of the Halloween and Turkey day trimmings. My Christmas tree is still up. (Hey, I want to get my effort’s worth out of it.)
You know what? It’s going to be Organize the Bedroom Month for me—which may turn into Organize the Bedroom Year. Hopefully by next January I’ll be ready to tackle another room.
How about you? Will you organize the sock drawer? That closet nobody wants to open? Or you could always organize that irresistible chocolate stash. Job well done, I say. 🙂
While I’m looking for my bulldozer, you might want to get yours out. It’s National Clean Off Your Desk Day! I am too embarrassed to post a picture of my messy, messy desk, but I’m working on cleaning it up. Who knows? Maybe I’ll find the desktop before the end of the day.
One thing that has greatly helped me quit losing things on my desk is my Google calendar, using the Gminder program. While my desk is still piled with paper, the pressing reminders are not hidden under the stacks anymore. That’s nice. And it might be why those piles are just sitting there. Tee hee