12.15.2008

let it fall

 
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“Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.”
 

 


 

 



**eating coconut almond bites from Trader Joe's listening to Fool's Gold soundtrack (great reggae sounds) with coffee brewing and the snow falling**...
My toes are still a bit cold from going outside and getting the pictures. My firewood got snowed on and last night it took about 10 tries to get it burning. But ahhh the smell and warmth of the pinon burning is so worth it.
So the current temperature is 23F but it feels like 13F according to MSN weather. Maybe I shouldn't be listening to the tropical sounding music right now! It's quite deceiving. But nice.

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“How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.”

12.04.2008

life throws a curve

 


I know I am strong. Circumstances can push you to be stronger.
As he says-


"Everything is going to be ok"


I'm trusting that right now.
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10.01.2008

8.05.2008

colorado

from the "Return of the Bird Tribes"

"Let the thickness of your skin be as thick as the bark of the great tree, but your heart as open as air, the sky, the universe; and understanding and love will come pouring in".


 
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from The Secret by Rhonda Byrne


"In the whisper of the pines, in the gentle call of the morning dove, in a child's sleepy yawn, the new world comes dawning through the façade of the late 20th century human world it shines, a world of shimmering potential, a world of beautiful light, a world where human beings do not behave violently toward one another in thought, word or deed. It is a world of understanding and cooperation, a world of abundance in which the human spirit, freed from the shackles of self-centeredness, flies on the wings of love, leaving a trail of joy, wonder and trust.

7.02.2008

the orchid

 



The orchid

There’s this exquisite plant in my living room. Every time I look at it I see a generous heart, and love from my dear friend Genaveave. It’s been 7 months since that was presented to me—the chocolates are long gone, but the orchid is sprouting green leaves once again. It’s quite appropriate. I have come to feel renewed, growing stronger day by day, sometimes feeling like 7 steps back, but always coming forward. Once where there was despair and uncertainty, now lies the sense of accomplishment and wonder, amazed at how life changes in a moment, teetering on the edge at times, blossoming wonderfully along the way.
I had a heartfelt conversation with a new friend about the doors that close and the new ones that open. How I wonder if we really could see our future—would we want to? Because when something is a risk to our heart, and we reach out and open it, the wonder and amazement of it all being unlike anything else in life—if we knew it was to be taken from us- would we still take that path to experience that surreal joy and ecstasy? It would be a shame and so regretful for us to reach the end of our life and realize that we never really lived at all, that we didn’t take that chance to experience the joy of love, of uninhibited being, of laughing with twinkles in the eyes, of sitting under the majestic stars, letting our guard down and feeling safe and secure with another…..to say it was all worth the wait.

6.22.2008

summer solstice


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This beautiful lady bug was spotted as I lay in the sun, half pondering, half napping... funny too was that there was a red bird that perched itself on a branch near me and began calling around for his friend... I began to feel like I was in a disney animation.

Two people in a weeks time said I looked liked the CIA agent's wife, Valerie Plame. I had to google her to see who she is.


I burned my thumb with water I was making tea with-- a workmate told me to put musterd on it-- and it made the pain go away. I always knew I had a green thumb. Not sure what a yellow thumb means...

5.31.2008

when all else fails

 

 



The week ended much better end than it's beginning. This is what life is at times - light and dark, sun and rain, joy and tears... I wore a fuschia orchid in my hair yesterday and it was just what I needed with the raspberry cotton top...

The butterfly picture was captured today. I was on a photoshoot, and while my clients took a break, I was able to capture these moments.

I got some new earrings today. They are aqua and blue with a shiny glaze over the top, encased in a circular silver circle, two on each earring, one above the other...

5.27.2008

back to reality







The district assembly was in Pueblo Colorado this year, held at the fairgrounds. These pictures are from this weekend while visiting Pueblo.





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4.21.2008

Wabi Sabi

[Photo taken in Santa fe]
 
Roger Housden;
"IN Japan there is an entire worldview that appreciates the value of the imperfect, unfinished, and faulty. It's called Wabi Sabi, where the first term refers to something simple and unpretentious, and the second points to the beauty that comes with age. Wabi Sabi is the aesthetic view that underlies traditional Japanese art forms like the tea ceremony, calligraphy, and ceramics. It's an aesthetic that sees beauty in the modest and humble, the irregular and earthy..... What are the mazes, or labyrinths, after all, if not a metaphor for life? We often find ourselves retracing our steps, getting lost, and even coming upon the exit sooner or later than we imagined. Life can indeed be a-mazing. And as in a maze, the next step can be much closer than we imagine, and often in a direction we would never have suspected...."
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4.15.2008

sunshine

 
 
 
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Perfumes are the feelings of flowers.
- Heinrich Heine

Micah tried the black bean burrito I gave him. His brother wanted a bite, and asked what he was eating. Micah replied "It's a blueberry burrito". Cute.

4.02.2008

3 days {inspiration}

 





 

{Chimayo, NM}




THREE DAYS TO SEE

What would you look at if you had just three days of sight? Helen Keller, blind and deaf from infancy, gives her answer in this remarkable essay.

“I have often thought it would be a blessing if each human being were stricken blind and deaf for a few days at some time during his early adult life. Darkness would make him more appreciative of sight, silence would teach him the joys of sound.

Now and then I have tested my seeing friends to discover what they see. Recently I asked a friend, who had just returned from a long walk in the woods, what she had observed. “Nothing in particular,” she replied.

How was it possible, I asked myself, to walk for an hour through the woods and see nothing worthy of note? I who cannot see find hundreds of things to interest me through mere touch. I feel the delicate symmetry of a leaf. I pass my hands lovingly about the smooth skin of a silver birch, or the rough, shaggy bark of a pine. In spring I touch the branches of trees hopefully in search of a bud, the first sign of awakening Nature after the winter’s sleep. Occasionally, if I am very fortunate, I place my hand gently on a small tree and feel the happy quiver of a bird in full song.

At time my heart cries out with longing to see all these things. If I can get so much pleasure from mere touch, how much more beauty must be revealed by sight. And I have imagined what I should most like to see if I were given the use of my eyes, say for just three days.

On the first day, I should want to see the people whose kindness and companionship have made my life worth living. I do not know what it is to see into the heart of a friend through that “window of the soul,” the eye. I can only “see” through my fingertips the outline of a face. I can detect laughter, sorrow, and many other obvious emotions. I know my friends from the feel of their faces.

For instance, can you describe accurately the faces of five different friends? As an experiment, I have questioned husbands about the colour of their wives’ eyes, and often they express embarrassed confusion and admit that they do not know. I should like to see the books which have been read to me, and which have revealed to me the deepest channels of human life. In the afternoon I should take a long walk in the woods and intoxicate my eyes on the beauties of the world of Nature. And I should pray for the glory of a colourful sunset. That night, I should not be able to sleep.

On my second day, I should like to see the pageant of man’s progress, and I should go to the museums. I should try to probe into the soul of man through his art. The things I knew through touch I should now see. The evening of my second day I should spend at a theatre or at the movies.

The following morning, I should again greet the dawn, anxious to discover new delights, new revelations of beauty. Today this third day, I shall spend in the workaday world, amid the haunts of men going about the business of life.

Atmidnight permanent night would close on me again. Only when darkness had again descended upon me should I realize how much I had left unseen.

I am sure that if you faced the fate of blindness you would use your eyes as never before. Everything you saw will become dear to you. Your eyes will touch and embrace every object that came within your range of vision. Then, at least, you would really see, and a new world of beauty would open itself before you.

I who am blind can give one hint to those who see: Use your eyes as if tomorrow you would be stricken blind. And the same method can be applied to the other senses. Hear the music of voices, the song of a bird, the mighty strains of an orchestra, as if you would be stricken deaf tomorrow. Touch each object as if tomorrow your tactile sense would fail. Smell the perfume of flowers, taste with relish each morsel, as if tomorrow you could never smell and taste again. Make the most of every sense; glory in all the facets of pleasure and beauty, which the world reveals to you through the several means of contact which nature provides. But of all the senses, I am sure that sight must be the most delightful.”

By Helen Keller


...brilliant reminders

3.31.2008

breezy

 
 

 
 

The wind was constant and warm. Although we hiked for 2 hours, there was no chance for a drop of sweat to form, as the breeze carried away any possible thought of perspiring. This morning I am not sore for the walking, rather I hurt from the sun kissing my arms just a little too long...
 


Spring cleaning comes naturally to me. It's a physical and mental experience, clearing away and making room for that which is fresh and new. I felt the need to delve into some theraputic cleaning last night, organizing and sorting that which I had not looked into for some time. I became so completely engrossed in my endeavors, that I did not notice the time passing and never ended up watching the movie I had intended on completing my day with. Instead, I laughed out loud, and ended up crying too. I became delightfully surprised when I found 200.00 in my stationary box that I had forgotten about.
Ahh... now I am ready for April to begin.

3.26.2008

these days

 
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(near Taos, New Mexico)

We all have big changes in our lives that are more or less a second chance.
- Harrison Ford

3.19.2008

green bananas

 
Spring will be here in just under two hours ;)







The elderly lady at the store looked over at me as we stared in dismay at the bunches of green bananas. Not a yellow one in sight. I joked, "Well I hope I am craving a banana in a few weeks!" She laughed and said an old man once told her to never buy green bananas! It took me a moment to understand, then she picked up the cluster of green bananas and with a wink placed them in her cart.....

Quote I heard and wrote down :
"Sometimes it's not until a storm comes that things get unearthed, we get to see what's underneath, but in time as we replant ourselves we will be thankful; because like the roots of a tree, it is what lies beneath that allows us to grow. "
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3.17.2008

Feb 08

Spring is : glorious lilacs 






My not so little brother (one of them) is getting married next weekend.
He's really happy and has known his fiance for some time now...
It will be nice to go to California for the wedding and see all
of my family. My brother who's been living in the Dominican is going to be there
with his wife and 2 children. I have never met them before -- she finally got her visa after 5 years.

I bought a cord of firewood the other day. The man said he would
deliver it and stack it for me --which I was grateful for. That
is until I got to my house 20 minutes after he did, and saw
him in the process of stacking the firewood at my neighbors!
I thought how happy they would've been to find out someone
bought them a nice cord of pinon) He apologized profusely
and proceeded to load it back into his truck and bring it
to the correct house.....
I decided to go venturing for some extra firewood around my
area in the deep dark backwoods and got myself some cactus needles too-- Made me
think about acupuncture-- wondered if that's how it was discovered?
An adventurer in the desert, walks into
some cactus needles, and subsequently his ailments miraculously disappear over
the next few days??