By Linda Robertson


In the old days, when people got together and shared ideas, it was called “conversation.” One guy would have a great idea and he would share it with his friend.


Now, in the 21st century, we network. We still share ideas with others, but now we can do it through the use of machines. We sit at a desk in front of a screen, and talk into another machine in which we dictate our ideas. Once that is accomplished, we save our brilliance with the push of a button, or in some cases, we just say the word “save.”

And that takes care of that.

The next step is to take what we have written on the screen, assign it a name, and share it on this thing called a “blog” –  (shortened from the words “web log,” in case there’s anyone in the universe that didn’t know this.)

What have we accomplished?

We have just networked.

This is only one possibility of how to network. We attend meetings, hold conferences, do “meet and greets,” socialize at parties, go to conventions, and have lunch with friends. Every one of these settings is a way to network; this is the power of prattle and chatter. We openly share our ideas with someone else, and in return, they share their ideas with us. We talk, converse, chat, discuss, verbalize, articulate, lecture, preach, show and tell, and all things in between. We can infer, deliberate, consult, confab, speak, utter, blather, chitchat, chew the fat, natter, jaw, interview, and share information. No matter how we convey an idea, it still takes at least two people to do it, but the result is the same. As they say, “It’s all in the details.”

And here’s the great part – through networking, we can talk to anyone, anywhere, anytime. It doesn’t take a face-to-face meeting, although those are joyful, but now we can sit in our living rooms with a laptop or an iPad, and hold a conversation with someone halfway around the world. One conversation, one discussion, and we can build an empire with just the right amount of networking.

If you’ve got a great idea, something marketable and useful, all you have to do is network. If you’re at a convention or a workshop, and someone catches your eye, extend a hand and meet someone new. Who knows? This person could become your business partner, your benefactor, your associate, your employee, your champion, or your new best friend.

It’s still acceptable – in fact, it’s essential – to utilize the methods of our ancestors, and talk to “the man in the street.” Not to take this too literally, but the underlying statement is quite true. Holding a dialogue with someone you’ve just met in whatever location, may well turn your idea into something amazing, viable, and profitable. We must verbalize our thoughts and opinions in order to get anywhere in life. In order to succeed in today’s world, we must communicate even more than we ever have in the past.

And this is easier than you think, because most of us fervently believe in ourselves and our ideas, and we enjoy sharing these inspirations with others, to bring them to fruition. 

So here’s the skinny on your success in the 21st century:






Leap forward with fresh innovations…

Allow your uniqueness to shine…

Let your imagination run wild…

Venture out into the world…







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An Unexpected Day of Wonderment

November 1, 2012

Hello again. It’s me. I’m trying to decide on whether I should give up the ghost and go to bed…but I decided to write my blog first – no, not my first blog…never mind.

My goofy day changed from the hope of utilizing the computer for several, several, several hours and went straight into the dumper when I wrote down all the places I needed to go today, then realized that I had completely outwitted myself and totally messed up my schedule. I left at 9:00 AM and got home at 2:30 PM. So much for a productive day at home.

I’m getting to the point, but for a moment, you’ll have to bear with me while I detail this out a bit. My circular trek around my hometown led me in complete opposite directions of the way I had written out my schedule. For a normal person, this could have stressed them out completely – but if you recall from earlier blogs, or even if you don’t, I tend to go where the road leads me. I don’t mind getting lost – I just consider it new country I’ve never seen before. Birds chirping, trees blowing in the wind, out of traffic – all this is good stuff. So if I had to go in the complete opposite direction of the way I had laid out my plans, so be it. By the time 2:30 approached, I was back in my house putting away groceries, talking to my cat, and kicking off my shoes.

So went my day.

But the evening turned out pretty well. And this is getting more to the point of what I wanted to tell you tonight. I watched the CMA Music Awards for three hours, following my nightly routine during commercials of going through the mail, refilling my tea glass, and finishing off my leftover lunch. (I don’t finish off leftovers everyday; it just so happened that today, I did. Point taken.)


Something clicked inside me watching all those beautiful entertainers sing their incredible music. I was cheering on the ones I liked and wanted to win, and amazed by those I’d never heard before – truly gifted people who have the amazing talent of writing and performing music. They brought tears to my eyes with every note. And when Willie Nelson came on stage to sing his own song, one of the immense accumulation of songs that he’s written for himself and for other singers, I felt breathless. Although Willie walks to the beat of a different drummer, or maybe to the beat of a different guitar, on a daily basis, I doubt if anyone could call him a lackluster musician. He was born to write and play, and enjoy his life the way he wanted it to be. To me, that man is a genius. Some of my favorite songs from singers I had idolized for years, I found out that Willie had written them. This 79-year-old man is all of the following: inspired, gifted, exceptional, accomplished, talented, brilliant, impressive, and he can keep up, and far surpass, some of the young ones note by note.

Anyway, here’s my point. I could’ve looked at today as a failure, because I was gone from the house so long, but if I didn’t accomplish all of it today, I would just have to go out again tomorrow and Saturday and Sunday, etc. If changing my schedule had ticked me off, I wouldn’t have enjoyed the rest of my day, complete with little rain drops on my freshly washed car. Not to worry… why should I? Life is going give you whatever is in your destiny and you can’t do a darn thing about it. If you try, by avoiding or creating an alternate route, even as far as what you’re going to have for breakfast, or if you’re going to gas the car up today or wait till the prices come down, your life is pre-planned. Are you going to change your destiny by suddenly deciding that you’re going to start jogging to get yourself in shape, or is destiny going to intervene by the very nature of what destiny is, and give you a massive coronary because you’ve gone from an inactive life to one of a constant vigorous routine?

This is my lesson for today, and you can take it for whatever it’s worth. Life is life, and you get what you can handle. So, on a day like today, when I got my errands run, and all my chores done, I found time this evening to sit down with my cat and watch the CMA Music Awards, listening to all that glorious music, channeled from the gods, and observe as Willie Nelson was honored with his Lifetime Achievement Award, I ask you to be reminded that, in every day, there is something beautiful close at hand…


If you just reach out and take it.





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“Hit and Run, Run, Run!” by Linda Robertson

October 15, 2012

Hello again! Part of the reason I set up this blog, with the help of a dear friend, was to get my name, writing styles, and personality known and hopefully appreciated by the world I live in. By doing this, I want to challenge myself to be a better person, a better writer, a better friend, and a better branch of my family tree.

I also look forward to discovering new friends along the way. As my readers, I hope you’ll find my work entertaining and enjoyable, and if you do, please pass the word, and my stories, on to your friends and families.

For starters, I’m publishing one of my favorite genres – humor – and I really feel that several of you will find yourself in my writings. This particular story is referred to as “creative non-fiction” – a true story written creatively. As you read it, you’ll see why. And please feel free to comment on any and all of the articles, poetry, short stories, etc., that I share with you on awakenings19.

Happy reading!




By Linda Robertson

© November 24, 2009


The thrift store was calling our names – “Brenda, Linda, come in! Shop here. Find my bargains and spend your money!”

To celebrate my sixtieth birthday on November 19th, my wonderful friend, Brenda, took me shopping at the Salvation Army thrift store in Clovis. She had already treated me to a spectacular lunch, filled with laughter and enjoyment. Now we were on our way to even more fun, spending a couple of hours browsing through new treasures that were previously someone else’s throwaways.

I had already filled up two large bags with my cache when Brenda suggested I put them in her trunk instead of hauling them all over the store. I have trouble walking long distances, and I knew we still had a lot to survey (and most likely purchase) so I accepted Brenda’s suggestion and took the heavy bags to her car. As I walked to the parking lot, she stood in the doorway and pressed the “unlock” button on her keychain.

Brenda’s car was in the second row of the parking lot, allowing room for a two-way roadway in front of the store. As I approached the road after putting the bags in the trunk, a mid-sized silver car came toward me. I took a step, then stopped. The driver stopped. I took another step, then he hit the gas. So, I stopped again. By now, I was in the middle of the road directly in front of his car.

He slammed on his brakes.

Just as he did, I got a good look at him.

Imagine the surprise on both our faces when I realized it was my ex-husband behind the wheel of that silver car. We shared a “deer-in-the-headlights” look. Everyone knows that expression!

I scurried across the road as fast as my aching legs would carry me, yelling in a loud staccato voice, “Brenda, Brenda, Brenda, Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God!”

She was just inside the door, having relocked her car with the remote, and hearing my panic, began yelling back to me in the same tempo. “What? What? What? Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God!”

I was breathless, but finally got the story out that my ex-husband was in the silver car, and must have come into town early to share Thanksgiving with our children.

Brenda had seen the whole incident, but now her eyes were huge with surprise, then hysterical laughter and excitement as she said, “I can see the headlines now:





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The Value of Friendship

October 10, 2012

Have you ever thought about the friends in your life – those certain individuals that stay in your heart even though you may not see them for days, weeks, or months – even years?

One of these days, just sit down and take a moment to think about them, and be grateful for having them, for knowing them, for loving them and knowing that they love you in return.

Some people will never know the value of that one special person… one who stands by your side when you ache, one who lifts you up when you’re not at your best, one who loves you for the person you are without judgment, without pause, without compensation.

They are who they are and they are beautiful to you.

My great aunt once sent me a birthday card that read : “Do you love me because I’m beautiful  or am I beautiful because you love me?” I got the message right away…she loved me and that made me beautiful in her eyes.

Many of us have more than one special friend, and for that, we are definitely blessed. I would ask, as you read my blog, to pick out one or two people in your life that are meaningful to you, someone you feel close to, and if you can’t tell them how important they are to you, simply smile at them or pat them on the shoulder. They’ll get the message, and you will feel better because you made the effort.

The mother of one of my best childhood friends told me about a poem called “Do It Now.” It was her favorite and she could recite it line by line. It soon became a favorite of mine as well. As you read it, look at it with your heart, and realize the importance of these few simple words.

DO IT NOW  —– before it’s too late.

Blessings, Linda


by Berton Braley


If with pleasure you are viewing any work a man is doing,
If you like him or you love him, tell him now;
Don’t withhold your approbation till the parson makes oration
And he lies with snowy lilies on his brow;

No matter how you shout it he won’t really care about it;
He won’t know how many teardrops you have shed;
If you think some praise is due him now’s the time to slip it to him,
For he cannot read his tombstone when he’s dead.

More than fame and more than money is the comment kind and sunny
And the hearty, warm approval of a friend.
For it gives to life a savor, and it makes you stronger, braver,
And it gives you heart and spirit to the end;


If he earns your praise – bestow it; if you like him let him know it;
Let the words of true encouragement be said;
Do not wait till life is over and he’s underneath the clover,
For he cannot read his tombstone when he’s dead.





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Linda’s Ponderings

October 5, 2012
My second blog entry is here! And will somebody please tell me where the time has gone? It seems like only a few days ago, I was sweltering in the summer heat. No, wait! That was just a few days ago. In fact, it’s still hot!
Anyway, I’ve been doing a lot of pondering lately and I don’t know why, but things just happen around me or show up on a TV screen. Or there will be a phone call and I’ll know who it is before the phone actually rings. Of course, I’ve been able to do that for years; I’m a bit of a psychic, y’know. I’ve freaked out my family and friends on more than one occasion by telling them to answer the door when no one knocked, or pick up the phone because I’ve heard it ring before it actually happened. They look at me, a puzzled expression on their face, and then the activity will happen and their eyes just pop with surprise and fear. I even predict earthquakes before they hit. It’s a tough job but somebody’s gotta do it, right? ROFLMAO!
Now, this week’s ponderings. I have been inundated with two words in the past week: “pitch perfect.” I’m very aware that there’s a movie coming out with that name, and I understand that those commercials are airing. So that explains why it’s in my mind once or twice a day. But I hear this and see it everywhere I go. There will be a huge billboard advertising some product as I’m driving down the road, and it’ll read “pitch perfect,” or I’ll listen to a radio station and out of the blue, they’ll say something about “Gee, that guy is pitch perfect.”
I’ve read it in books and magazines lately and it’s not that it isn’t a proper phrase, it’s just an old phrase. So…I’m wondering why it’s in my head at this point in my life. Usually having these thoughts will lead me to something else. I just wish I knew what I was, so I could get it, use it, and move on to bigger and better things.

And don’t you just love clichés? What a kick they are. Even though I enjoy a cliché once in awhile, I have more fun finding out where it came from and when it was first used. I’m not a history buff, but when it comes to the English language, I’m very curious, and love researching these little gems by going through dusty old books in libraries and book stores. I will explore these things when I’m writing a book or an article, until I’m satisfied with the definition of where that phrase originally came from.
So, here’s one for you: “Happy trails to you until we meet again!” I think everyone remembers where that one came from!
Blessings, Linda

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Welcome to my first new blog!

September 26, 2012

Well, hello out there in cyberspace. Let me introduce myself to all of you who have decided to take a chance on me and read my first blog – with more to follow.

I am Linda Robertson, a woman, a writer, a mom, an ex-wife, a grandmother of five, and a friend to a lot of great, wonderful people.

I plan to entertain you, enlighten you, awaken you, and possibly even educate you, while sharing bits and pieces of who I am with raucous tidbits, laugh-out-loud articles and true stories of my own trials and survivals, some written through heartache and tears. You’ll also read some of my truest loves – poetry – my own, and those of selected poets, favorite quotes, some of which are listed as anonymous. If you know the author, please feel free to send me the correct name and I will properly identify and give credit to them in the next blog. I hope to keep you amused, ponder deeply some articles I will send your way, maybe even challenge one of my essays, giving thought to an important social issue…but I will steer clear of politics and sports. These topics can lead to hurt feelings among those who choose to debate these issues, so I prefer to leave these out. But I do welcome good discussions, if you’d like to comment. I do, however, want to keep my karma clean and shiny! Hope you feel the same way!

I hope that my blog entries will encompass an audience from 1 to 100 because every soul on the planet deserves love, truth, and humor on every occasion possible. I don’t plan on writing every day at this point, but you just never know what the future holds for you or where it will take you. Some of the best days we have are spontaneously given to us with no forethought, no planning, no setting a date – just a quick phone call or a knock on your door can sometimes change your life.

Thank you for letting me share this part of your day. I look forward to your comments and welcome your suggestions as we all awaken to each perfect day with new dreams and possibilities. And if you’re having a bad day, I may just be the listening ear you need to connect to.

Blessings, Linda


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