everyday p♥ssibilities

Follow the Indigo Girl...

2011-03-08T13:04:00.000-05:00

I'm back...and I cannot believe it has been almost one year since I have written in this blog.

I have a new address and I hope you will discover me there....

Indigo Girl

A Miraculous Milestone...

2010-05-04T08:14:00.001-04:00

*photo originally uploaded to photobucket by nchauma

It's been over a month since I posted here on this blog. A hiatus that seems to be lengthening and expanding and taking on a life of it's own. That's a good thing.

Change happens quickly even within one month. As I sit here penning my thoughts and looking for an image to include with my thoughts, I realize how blogger has once again added and changed, taken away and revised. It took me a few minutes to figure out how to do something so simple, something that I was once able to do very easily, without needing to think. Blogger has now made it a little more difficult to upload photographs. Good news for copyright on people's images, especially for those who are remiss in giving credit where it is due. Not as good for those of us in a hurry to accomplish what we need to, want to do in a short period of time. It does, however, remind me that life is filled with complications and stumbling blocks and little road blocks set up from time to time. The challenge can keep our minds sharp and our skills sharper. Or it can weaken us, and allow us to walk away, to leave the challenge and stay with what we know and hope for the best. I prefer not to stagnate and to move with the challenges.

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I've reached a miraculous milestone today. Five years ago today I wasn't sure I would be sitting here, able to write these words, and yet I am. And I give thanks every day for that.

It was 5 years ago today that I had the mammogram that changed my life. It rocked my world and opened doors and windows to possibilities I had long forgotten I even desired. It shook me to my core and roused me with a rude awakening from the life I was living to the one I was meant to be following. I was complacent and looking for change. I had no idea what change was in store for me that day. Would I have chosen it? Never. It reminded me though that many of the changes that are presented to us are unwanted, unlooked for and chosen for us. Why, we don't need to know. We only need to recognize them as lessons of life.

Cancer is not something I take lightly. Ever. And I never forget that it's somewhere just over my right shoulder, watching me, waiting for me perhaps to stumble or lose my way. But I'm ready for it. I know what it looks like now and I know that if it ever comes ringing my doorbell again, I'll be ready and know exactly what I need to do.

Reaching the 5 year mark changes the statistics of survival in my favour even more. I had an aggressive form of breast cancer and I took my aggressive nature and pummeled it and let it know I wasn't taking this lightly. I learned my strengths and I accepted my weaknesses and forgave myself for those. Then the weaknesses began to turn to strengths and my spirit grew and my soul began to swell and I knew that I was ready to live like there was no tomorrow. No more "wishing" and "hoping" and "some day" for me. It's now. This is what I have, this day, each day. Quite a gift.

"Healing may not be so much about getting better, as about letting go of everything that isn't you ~ all of the expectations, all of the beliefs ~ and becoming who you are." ~ R. N. Remen

I'm ready to move on now, back into the mainstream of life. To be a "big girl" and know that I can cross the road by looking both ways and don't need to have my hand held for safety. My oncologist is letting me go in January. My surgeon will be there every year to make sure I've remembered "the safety rules".

It's time for me to take this bittersweet experience and allow it to change me into something more, something new, something unknown. I'm not afraid of the dark. My friends and loved ones have flashlights...they'll guide me along the way if I can't see.

I'm stepping away from the world of blogging as well. Moving into my life that is outside these four walls and this computer. To leave my mark in the wide world of where I am right now.

I’m no longer afraid of the storm for I am learning how to sail my own ship.

Louisa May Alcott

Until We Meet Again....

2010-03-28T19:17:00.003-04:00

The Noticer...Are You One?

2010-03-28T09:32:00.000-04:00

A few weeks ago while following this woman's updates on facebook, I was introduced to this amazing "little" (as in only 153 pages) book by Andy Andrews. I began to read it just before bed, thinking I would read for a few minutes and by 2:00 a.m. I was closing the book on the last page.

Interesting. Inspiring. Dynamic.

From the flyleaf:

"Your chance to regroup, take a breath, and begin your life again awaits in the simple wisdom and heartwarming story of a man names Jones."

As much as I enjoyed the book, the philosophy and the many quotable phrases, there was something "off" about this book...for me. I believe in the unseen and the possible. I believe in the "could it be, might it be" of life. I know I don't have all the answers and I know that I will never have all the answers. It does come back to perspective, the running theme of this book. Even with my "questioning" and finding something "off" about this, I still recommend the read. What I question, you might not. But I do believe in perspective and how looking at life with a different lens can make all the difference in the world.

A Thought...a Quote

2010-03-27T10:17:00.002-04:00

In twenty years you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.

Mary Schmich

Eye Candy Friday From Du Buh Du Designs...

2010-03-26T03:02:00.001-04:00

Take a little trip with me...to visit Du Buh Du Designs...

Christine Alvarado makes the most incredible one of a kind art dolls. Life like. Beautiful. Stunning. Out of my league with price unfortunately, however, Christine has now made it possible to "almost" own one of her designs...in the form of museum quality prints in an excellently affordable price range. From Frida to Trilby to gypsies...all are proof of this woman's talent.

You can see more of Christine's work on her blog (more outstanding eye candy!) and in her etsy shop.

*as always, these images are the property of Du Buh Du Designs and are not to be copied

Little Bee...

2010-03-23T11:08:00.000-04:00

The mother of a friend of mine recommended Chris Cleave's Little Bee to me a few weeks ago. Yesterday I had a moment to start the book. A moment turned into a few hours. I'm so glad that I read this book.

What's it about?

This is from the fly leaf...

"We don't want to tell you too much about this book. It is a truly special story and we don't want to spoil it. Nevertheless, you need to know something so we will just say this: This is the story of two women. Their lives collide one fateful day, and one of them has to make a terrible choice. Two yeas later, they meet again. The story starts there. Once you have read it you'll want to tell everyone about it. When you do, please don't tell them what happens. The magic is in how it unfolds."

One Photo To Say It All...

2010-03-21T14:07:00.001-04:00

Where I am today. Tomorrow. For awhile...

*image from dietsinreview website

Swinging Into Spring

2010-03-20T10:28:00.000-04:00

Love this season. More than any other. Hope, possibility, renewal, shedding and lightening of the heaviness of winter...Lake Ontario still on the cold side, bare branches coming into bud, sunlight glinting off the water...

A time to be outdoors to play with good friends, no matter what our age...

to swing forward and feel the sunlight that makes us say, "I'm so glad to be here!!"

Eye Candy Friday From Silke Powers...

2010-03-19T08:54:00.001-04:00

painting that was gifted to me by Silke Powers - March 2010

A few weeks ago I was thrilled beyond belief when my friend Silke Powers told me that I had been one of two winners for the giveaway she was doing of her work. The painting arrived the other day and looks amazing on the antique secretary desk I have in my living room, and when I look at it I can't help but smile and think of Silke.

There is something about Silke's work that captures my sense of beauty and wonder and fills me with a sense of strength and soul power. My own invention I believe, "soul power" (no play on her surname either!)...that feeling of growth and depth that comes from the centre of the body and emanates outward.

It may be the eyes...what Silke sees when she is painting is reflected in the eyes of the women in her work. The eyes that tell a story.

best friends

dreamer

wrapped in a gentle breeze

Silke is not only a painter, she crochets and knits and makes beautiful scarves. These two are examples of the different styles she creates. The bottom one looks more like a field of ribbon or a field of flowers, but yes, it is a scarf!

All of these photographs are from Silke's etsy shops and are not to be copied or used without permission.

For Silke's paintings please click here.
For Silke's scarves please click here.

Constantly Evolving...

2010-03-18T08:28:00.000-04:00

I could use hundreds of words to describe Caroline and her blog "Constantly Evolving". But I'm not going to. There's really no need. Her photography speaks volumes...her art, her talent and her inspiring spirit do the work for me. "Nowordz Photography" is Caroline's self explanatory website. As for "Constantly Evolving" this is exactly who Caroline is and what she is doing...aren't we all?

Caroline's zen spirit is fully and completely evolving. Her conversations are open, honest, real and deep...to the bone. She shares herself in raw expose that carries with it a softness, a vulnerability that says "this is who I am, who I can be and I am enough." I adore this photograph.

Photographs that speak inspire me and leave me feeling "full".

And this, my favourite of Caroline's self portraits...Finding My Way she calls it...this is what our life is about...finding our way, our own unique way, often working our way through the fog and the mist...I love how Caroline shows others how to find the way...

Please take some time to read through Caroline's blog, and visit her Nowordz Photography for more visual intoxication. Caroline also creates incredible custom blog headers. Worth a look.

*please remember that all of these photographs are the property of Caroline and Nowordz Photography. Not to be copied or used without permission. Also, photographs are available for purchase if you are interested through Caroline.

Laying Down the Anger....

2010-03-17T07:55:00.001-04:00

...I took my anger ... and laid it down...

I love this song by Theo Tams, but more than the music or the sound of his voice, is the one line, "I took my anger and laid it down" ... it hits me like a blunt force object every time I hear that. The truth of what that means...to lay down anger, as in laying down arms.

I've carried my share of anger around like a bag of heavy rocks more times than I care to remember. It weighed me down physically, emotionally and mentally. Yet even knowing that it was doing so, another situation would arise that would bring forth that anger once again, and I'd add it to the satchel and continue on. At some point, I laid the bag down because I couldn't walk another step, and said "enough." Did it happen overnight? Not at all. Do I continue to experience anger? Of course I do. It's a necessary emotional response to specific situations in life. It's what we do with the anger that is important.

I was faced with a situation on Monday, where yes, I admit, my anger flared. I had purchased some collage sheets from a vendor on etsy to use in my art. Vendors who sell their collage sheets generally do so with the purpose of others using them in their art for sale and are fine with that. What they do not want is someone to purchase the sheet and then resell it or parts of it for their own profit. Understandably. It's theft and not only is is wrong and a crime it lacks integrity. I have never, nor would I ever, steal someone else's idea or their art and claim it as my own. Taking away the fact that it's wrong (and I do know wrong from right!), I don't want what someone else did to be "my" work. I have my own creative talent thank you. I may not be able to digitally create the bits and pieces I use (not from lack of imagination...lack of photoshop elements!) but I do have the talent, ability and creativity to design something of my own from the elements I purchase (or images that are offered free of charge for that purpose).

I made my cards and listed them in my etsy shop, quite pleased with how they had turned out. I had even sent the vendor a message on her blog complimenting her on the fresh style of her collage sheets before I made my purchases. We exchanged emails and chatted on facebook. The vendor even complimented my avatar which was one of the cards. Imagine my shock then on Monday morning to receive a message on my etsy shop, asking me to stop selling what I had made. The vendor "assumed" that I was simply reselling bits of her collage sheets as my own collage sheets and she kindly, but firmly, asked me to stop doing that. Angry? Yes. About her request? No. About the fact that she hadn't even bothered to "look" at what I had done. She jumped in with both feet and made a snap judgment, without the facts, and then quickly rifled off an email that put me in a corner. Or so she thought.

There was a second message after that...saying "oops" that she had made a mistake and was sorry and please carry on and sell your "little cards". Now THAT made me angry. Calling my work "little cards". The arrogance! The cheek, the gall and the implied superiority that jumped off my computer screen made me see RED. In the first message this woman asked me to be respectful of other artists' work. Yet she hadn't the kindness to do so herself.

I handled it all politely and I removed the cards from the shop and let the vendor know that I had. And I will not be using her collage sheets or her business again. I could keep selling the cards and perhaps make some money from this and yet, I'd rather not. It disturbs my integrity. I no longer wish to do any business with this vendor and my feelings are such that every time I see this work I will feel it "tainted". My mother would tell me that I am "biting my nose to spite my face" (she said that to me a lot!! Of course I'm sure she was correct each time, well, maybe some of the time!). I'm good with this decision...this nose can stand to lose a few millemeters so it's no loss really. I see it more clearly than that in a choice between how I feel and what I want. The few dollars I might make on my work is insignifcant compared to the fact that I value the quality of what I make and what it represents to me.

I had a follow up message from this vendor saying that she realized she had overstepped and hoped that I would continue to befriend her on facebook and that I would continue to do business with her but she would understand if I just wished to move on. I didn't respond to the email. I am moving on...I've laid the anger down. I've moved on not because she misjudged me, or because she sent the messages without taking the time to know what she was talking about...I've moved on because of "who" she is and what kind of person she has shown herself to be. Might be a one-off, but I think not. This is not the kind of person that I want to include in any part of my life. Do we benefit by embracing others' negativity?

Many years ago I had a similar experience with a woman who I did not value for her beliefs, her values or the choices she made in how she interacted with others. We knew one another through our children and their hockey life. It came to me through a third party that this woman wanted to enter into a business relationship with me and a few others (the third party being one). My immediate reaction was a very vehement NO. Which shocked the third party. He was of the opinion that you could still do business with someone even if you didn't share their values. Perhaps this is male vs. female. I have never been able to grasp his concept of this so we agree to disagree. And I did not enter their business arrangement. I carried some anger about that for awhile. Misplaced anger I came to realize and I laid it down too.

Similar situations and my reaction remains the same. We are tested often in our integrity and our values. We learn as we go; we grow, we change and we hopefully gather wisdom. Being true to ourselves. Maintaining our values. And laying that anger down...feel the burn and move on.

The Dreaming Press...

2010-03-16T08:47:00.000-04:00

For a long time, when I first stumbled upon this delightful being, Gillian was known (for her blog and for being known) as "Indigo Blue". There have been a few changes along the way, some redesign and fresh outlooks and over the last few months Gillian has resided at the dreaming press. I can't think of a more appropriate title for her blogging journal, because this is everything that Gillian is, and aspires to be.

Gillian has an open heart and a generous spirit which is evident in everything she talks about, everything she writes, the photographs she shares and the positively uplifting manner in which she does these things. A sense of humour, a joie de vivre and a "come on, throw me what you've got world", wide eyed wonder about everything there is to know, from books to films, to travel to just sharing ideas. It's all there.

There are recipes for delicious meals that she has made and shared with her family; talk of tea (chai perhaps, with extra cinnamon?) and cupcakes or muffins; music, sweet, sweet music; dreaming with her camera and her thoughts; travels shared and all of this given with hope and possibility. Gillian never says "I can't" or "you can't", she says "I did" or "I will" and "won't you?"

Gillian recently travelled to Jordan with a group of other women and a very handsome man (!) and explored, shared and photographed her way through her all to brief time there. The choice of photographs, the journal of what she saw, what she felt and how she was captivated leaps off the pages of her blog.

The possibilities that Gillian sees in the world, in each day...like the winter's day when she made a special trip to photograph this chandelier that was out in the snow...an incongruous combination perhaps, and yet, when Gillian does it, you see how it works.

What inspires me about Gillian? The fact that I never leave a visit with her (her blog, her facebook page) without feeling the day is good, the day has had some magic added. I feel my own spirit swell just a little and then a little more and I embrace my life with wonder and fulfillment.

Now, if we could just get that cup of tea and sit down and really have a girl's gab! We've met once...all too briefly, but it is part of our spring plans to get together and spend some "real" time together.

Don't be shy...wander over to the dreaming press and bury your senses in this beautiful place.

*please note that all of these photographs are the property of Gillian da Silva and are not to be copied or used without permission.

Which Way From Here...

2010-03-15T09:28:00.000-04:00

Every now and then, as I travel through my life, I come to this point. Left? Right? Straight ahead?

Something will be nagging at me, grinding away and I try to maintain the silence of listening so that I can truly hear where it is I'm meant to go.

Unlike Alice I have never met a cat I could ask (not that he was much help, the point being, no one else can tell you which way to turn)....and once again I'll just have to trust my instincts.

While I'm questing about for my "passion", my direction, my next move on the chessboard of life, I will be running a series about inspiring women. I hope you will take the time to read about these incredible women and discover their talents and philosophies of life. Each one has given me something intangible in their own way. And if you don't see your name in any of these features, don't believe that you aren't inspiring. You are. Incredibly.

The White Garden...

2010-03-14T10:00:00.007-04:00

I enjoy Stephanie Barron's writing. I started with her Jane Austen mystery series which combined my love of Austen, mystery and the Regency period. Stephanie made it all seem possible...that not only was dear Jane an author, but a sleuth as well. There are nine books in this series.

I then discovered "A Flaw in the Blood" which took me to Victorian England...Queen Victoria, her beloved Albert and a mystery surrounding a female doctor (unheard of at that time), a rogue Irishman...part suspense, part mystery, part love story...taking fact and creating fiction.

Ms. Barron has done it again with "The White Garden", a novel of Virginia Woolf. I love anything about the Bloomsbury group, that period...Virginia Woolf, Vita Sackville-West, Vanessa Bell, Duncan Grant, Leonard Woolf, Harold Nicolson (Nicolson was not an artist. His marriage to Vita SV put him on the perimeter but he was part of the Bloomsbury period)...an artistic group who lived their lives without license.

The death of Virgina Woolf is taken to new heights with a different approach that is typical of Stephanie Barron, and done to "perfection".

*Stephanie Barron also writes as Francine Mathews.

Alice and a Rainy Day...

2010-03-13T13:18:00.002-05:00

A somewhat "lazy" Saturday...dull and grey, raining off and on and quite windy. What else is there to do on a day like this but read (finishing a Tasha Alexander novel, "A Fatal Waltz" with another John Sandford ready to go...and I've got the latest Sue Grafton, "U is for Undertow" which I'm itching to read...).

And drink tea...

Shall I pour?

And make more art cards about Alice, like these which are now in my etsy shop.

*edited Monday March 14th...these cards have been removed from my shop. I used the images I purchased with the understanding that I could make cards with them. Received a message from the vendor today telling me that she would prefer I not, according to her policies. She jumped the gun and hadn't realized I was making "little cards" as she called them so it's okay. She thought I was selling the sheets she had made without really looking at my product. That said, I'm not comfortable selling these or using her product. So my choice is to remove them as pretty as I think they are. Message here...always read the fine print, know who you are doing business with and never fly off the handle unless you have all your facts because it might cost you in more ways than you expect.

Eye Candy Friday from The Barn House...

2010-03-12T08:21:00.000-05:00

I talked about the Barn Boys (Joe and Jermonne) earlier this week when I was sharing about Flea Market Style magazine. They have a blog and an online shop called Barn House Marketplace which houses some of the most amazing finds.

Please note that all the photographs I am sharing here are from their blog, Barn House, and are not to be copied and used for your personal or financial benefit.

A Little Alice, A Little Boho...

2010-03-11T09:53:00.001-05:00

Alice in Wonderland via Modcloth by Esprit d'Art on Polyvore.com

Items in this set:
Holiday Weekend Dress in Saturday-Mod Retro Indie Clothing & Vintage..., $55
Sweet Tea Cup-Mod Retro Indie Clothing & Vintage Clothes, $20
Glam Gam Tights in Pewter-Mod Retro Indie Clothing & Vintage Clothes, $20
In the Bow Heel in Chestnut-Mod Retro Indie Clothing & Vintage Clothes, $100
The Question Authority Tote, $33

Had a little fun this morning....the above is my interpretation of "Alice in Wonderland" using items from Modcloth. Giovanna at Boho Market is having a challenge contest on her blog. I had to play along.

With my love of collage and my love of fashion, this seemed like an excellent way to begin my day. I can't tell you how much I enjoyed playing with items, adding, deleting and then finishing saying "this is it." It's not about whether or not I win the giveaway from Modcloth...it's more about using what I have and being pleased.

I looked back through some of my other sets on Polyvore and realized how I much I enjoyed doing those as well. This one is just "me".

Je Pense by Esprit d'Art on Polyvore.com

Items in this set:
Myrtle Tree print by ACEE - Framed Art, Canvas Art & Art Prints Online..., 54 GBP
Scrapbookgraphics.com :: Backgrounds :: Flitting Fall Faeries Fall...
2.0 Butterfly MySpace Layouts and Butterfly MySpace Backgrounds###
Stock Photo of black and red love heart, white background

And this one?? My favourite of all...

Weekend Fun by Esprit d'Art featuring American Eagle Outfitters shoes

Items in this set:
Silk-blend T-shirt, $63
View All - Barbara Hulanicki - Topshop USA, 125 GBP
2Wayで使える! ハイウェストシャーリングスカート－eruca.[エルーカ]－アイテム詳細
Twist Flip Flop - Medium Brown, $25
minaminova 中目黒店－eruca.[エルーカ]－ファッションアイテム一覧

What's On Offer for the Inspiration Avenue Auction

2010-03-10T08:28:00.001-05:00

The Inspiration Avenue Etsy Team Charity Auction is now up and running. Click on the link to be taken to the page that includes each item that is waiting for bids.

For more information about the auction, please click this link.

Remember, the auction is over on March 14th. Still time to place your bids. Care to outbid me??

*photo from the Inspiration Avenue Etsy Team Blog

How DO They Do That?!?!?

2010-03-09T08:41:00.000-05:00

I am always blown away by people who have the ability to not only be creative but entertaining at the same time. The amount of time it takes to create something like this -- the Maths, the Science, it all just blows me away, especially as I'd never have the first clue where to begin. The music is kind of catchy but it's really the process that fascinates me!

Flea Market Style

2010-03-08T09:00:00.019-05:00

There are times when I could consider myself a magazine junkie, a "paper whore" of sorts. I go through spells where I buy every one that I see that looks like something I want to know or learn or just gaze upon. And then there are spells where I buy nothing, don't even venture by the magazine aisles in Chapters, grocery stores or pharmacies. Many years ago I never had to buy my own magazines. My sister was the ultimate "crack head" junkie of magazines. If there had been a title or an award she'd have won it hands down. When she passed away so did the lure of the glossy paper. And yet something strange happened. As if perhaps she had left that part of her soul to me, to realize that while I may have disdained magazines as frivolous reading because I was the more sophisticated sister who preferred to have her nose in a book, I am actually someone who does enjoy magazines...but really for the pictures, not the words!! Honestly? I look at the pictures more than I'll read an article but there are some articles that will capture my attention because I do want to know more about the subject.

One of my more recent finds, is "Flea Market Style" which I had been hearing about on other people's blogs and made it a point on Friday of going to find. And I did. And I sat and read it cover to cover and then dozed off on the couch thinking about more ways that I want to change the look in my home and more ways I can scavange for "junky finds" to bring new life to.

(I love this living room done by the Barn Boys - Summer 2010 issue - more on the Barn Boys on Friday)

Many of my friends love flea markets and find some gorgeous pieces (don't you Renate?) so I'm always aware of what is possible, of what can be done with a treasure left behind by someone else.

(with this being an American publication, I was thrilled to see that they include Canadian designers and collectors)

Flea Market Style has a blog which is filled with more ideas and behind the scenes information. Repurposing vintage to create something interesting and unique. And even if I never do...I have the vicarious pleasure of looking at what others have done.

(all photographs are from my copy of the Summer 2010 issue of Flea Market Style magazine)

1, 2, 3, 4 = springaliciousness...

2010-03-07T09:31:00.001-05:00

This song just makes me feel "springalicious"!!! Like I want to skip down the street, run to the swings and pump as I high as I can go...reaching up to the clouds...care to join me? It's always more fun with a friend!

Wee Angels...

2010-03-06T09:00:00.001-05:00

A wee angel card, I made for a wee angel who is donating her hair for cancer research.

(graphics from Paper Whimsy)

♥

Eye Candy From Glamarella Junk...

2010-03-05T07:31:00.001-05:00

Sometimes I like soft and dreamy. Sometimes I like bright and bold. Sometimes I like bold and frilly, feminine and masculine combined.

There are times when I love the boho/cowboy/distressed/feminine look. Odd bits and pieces put together, of old vintage finds and more recent materials. Who does this well? Glamarella. Even the name of this shop conjures the image I can swoon for.

Come, sit back, relax and spend a little time venturing through the joy of Glamarella.

First, there is the blog, Glamarella Junk and the sister blog, La Maison Rustique. The Barn, in Temecula was one of the places I had hoped to visit on our last trip to California. Sadly, we really hadn't enough time on that trip. I'm saying "next time"!

As for what is available in the Glamarella shop on etsy, here are a few teasers...

fabulously glam belt buckles

rusty jewels

beautiful necklaces

vintage slips (which look amazing with the belt buckles!) worn over jeans or skirts

graphic tees for jeans and skirts

Sizes are varied in availability and t-shirts fit "large" so if you wear XL you would want L.

Glamarella is having a sale on specific items right now and the sale will continue until the sale items are sold. Perfect time to think of glamming up your spring wardrobe isn't it?

*all photographs are property of Glamarella Junk and are not to be copied

Inspiration Avenue Charity Auction

2010-03-04T08:40:00.000-05:00

A number of my friends belong to the Inspiration Avenue etsy team and I have been hearing about the charity auction they are running from March 7 - 14, 2010. The monies raised will be donated to benefit young girls with facial disfigurement through the Angel Faces organization.

From the "About" page at the Angel Faces website:

Established in 2003, Angel Faces is an innovative healing retreat for adolescent girls with facial disfigurements. This unique retreat focuses on the healing process within a holistic framework of mind, heart and spirit. The end result is a new and hope filled start for the girls who leave the retreat with skills and tools to create the life they want and to over overcome the challenges of living with a facial disfigurement.

Adolescent girls with facial differences often live a life of rejection, staring, teasing in school and unwanted questions? Many children with facial disfigurement are socially stigmatized, ostracized and shamed because the disfigurement in their appearance.

With so much emphasis in today's society placed on looks, on fitting in, on beauty and with the already skewed conceptions young women already place on themselves (starting from very young ages), imagine if you can, dealing with facial disfigurement? Most young women deal with the idea that they do not look like the "ideal" image they wish for themselves. That alone is more than enough. Coping with disfigurement compounds the issue of image. Being able to help these young women discover their spirit, their strength and most importantly, their beauty is a worthwhile undertaking. I can't help but think though that more educating needs to be done to the rest of society.

Please take 5 minutes to watch the video which is from the Angel Faces website. The speech by this young woman who is a student at Wellesley College is touching, moving and inspiring.

I asked my friend Charlotte Littlejohn, one of the artists who will be donating to the auction, to share with us something about how the auction will work.

Items will be listed on the Inspiration Avenue blog and each person donating will start the bidding for their item(s). Bids will be left on the comments for each post of the item(s) you are interested in bidding on.

The auction will run from the 7th to the 14th of March, so you will need to check back often to see if the item(s) you are interested in is being bid on by others.

When the auction is over, a member of the Inspiration Avenue team will send a paypal invoice to the highest bidder. The winner will have 72 hours to make a payment. Failure to do so will mean that the winning bid goes to the next highest bidder.

Bookmark the Inspiration Avenue blog so that you can return on the 7th to check out the items being offered and place your bids. Good causes are worth sharing and supporting, and good luck to all who decide to participate.

On Becoming An Imperfectionist

2010-03-03T09:11:00.001-05:00

It seems to me that every week when I receive my Christine Kane newsletter I'm bubbling over with enthusiasm because it always sounds to me as if Christine is looking right at me, like Miss "Whatzername" from Romper Room did with that mirror (though I must admit, she never did see me which left me disappointed and disillusioned each morning...but I digress, as I do....), and saying, "yo, Sherry...this one's for you..." I realize that most of us can see ourselves in what Christine talks about, but today, I saw myself clearly in this sentence: "an imperfectionist is a recovering perfectionist." I almost ran to the mirror to see if the word "guilty" was imprinted on my forehead!

For all the false starts and the inability I've found lately in being unable to complete projects I've started or get to projects I want to begin, reading this article made me feel incredibly...human. And better. Does it strike a chord with you?

Why Becoming an Imperfectionist Makes You Successful and Happy
by Christine Kane

"Anything worth doing is worth doing badly."
~ Julia Cameron

How much stuff do you think about doing?

How many things would you love to try but stop yourself because you don't know how to begin?

Do you avoid projects because of the pressure to do them well?

If so, feel free to join me and some of my most successful friends in our exclusive club of very special and talented people:

We call ourselves the Imperfectionists!

What's an Imperfectionist?

• An Imperfectionist is often a recovering perfectionist.

• An Imperfectionist knows that getting something done is better than sitting back and waiting to do it perfectly.

• An Imperfectionist knows that being a Perfectionist is simply an excuse NOT to take action.

• An Imperfectionist congratulates herself for taking small steps.

• An Imperfectionist buys herself flowers when she accomplishes something - even if it's not quite up to her ego's high standards.

• An Imperfectionist knows that getting a scary thing done IS the reward. Not the kudos or adoration.

You Might Need to Become an Imperfectionist if…

• You tell yourself you need to get "just a little more information" before you'll try something.

• You have a case of the "Used-to-Be's." ("I used to be so good at this!" Or "I used to be so thin!" Or, "I used to write everyday and now look…")

• Your mantra to the world is: "I'm just so overwhelmed! There's too much to do! It's so hard to be me!"

• You call friends and co-workers to get sympathy for how hard it is to accomplish your goals and dreams. They often agree, citing how special you are because you have been given so much talent – and how it must be quite a burden.

• You spend more than one hour per day on Facebook, watching television, or not fully engaging in other addictive activities.

• At the end of every year, you wonder why you never seem to move any further towards your dreams.

• You are waiting for your POTENTIAL to finally kick in.

Why Becoming an Imperfectionist Makes You Successful and Happy

Being an Imperfectionist is an Intention.

When you become an Imperfectionist, you finally recognize your ego voice exactly for what it is: Your own personal Success Prevention Expert.

When you become an Imperfectionist, you finally realize how many Success Prevention Experts exist in the world.

When you become an Imperfectionist, you lower the bar – or better yet, remove it altogether. You can then create in the moment without any grade or standard. Ironically, this allows for such freedom and joy that you might end up doing a great job. (Or at least having a great time!)

When you become an Imperfectionist, you place your creative attention on the project or activity itself. You don't waste it on obsessing about the outcome. (This paradoxically leads to a higher chance of greatness, and a definite outcome of happiness!)

When you become an Imperfectionist, you get things done imperfectly. You then learn that you can tweak and fix and try again. This process makes you Unstoppable.

When you become an Imperfectionist, you finally understand that there are no mistakes. Just judgments.

Becoming an Imperfectionist doesn't mean you don't become a master of your craft or your passion - but that's not the starting goal.

How to Become an Imperfectionist

1 - Imperfectly pick one thing you keep telling yourself you want to do.

2 - If you read #1 and think, "I can't possibly pick just one! There's too many!" then do not proceed until you have picked just one.

3 - Get a timer, and set it to 55 minutes.

4 - Walk away from your computer right now and spend 55 minutes doing that very activity.

5 - Repeat #4 again tomorrow.

6 - Repeat #4 again every day after that until the item is complete.

7 - Celebrate the item's completion with chocolate, flowers, or a manicure.

8 - Go back to #1 and start over.

An Imperfect List of Things You Can Do Imperfectly

• Imperfect Writing

• Imperfect Meditation

• Imperfect Yoga

• Imperfect Romance

• Imperfect Hiking

• Imperfect Vacations

• Imperfect Scrapbooking

• Imperfect Cooking

• Imperfect Dinner Parties

• Imperfect Bowling

Add your own items to this list as needed. Find a way to let yourself experience them without judgment. And listen to this recovering perfectionist when she tells you that your success is guaranteed when you live by this principle!

Disclaimer: The preceding article should be ignored by the following people:

Brain surgeons.
Commercial airline pilots.
Skydivers.

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Please do! Just be sure to include this complete blurb with it:

Performer, songwriter, and creativity consultant Christine Kane publishes her 'LiveCreative' weekly ezine with more than 11,000 subscribers. If you want to be the artist of your life and create authentic and lasting success, you can sign up for a FRE*E subscription to LiveCreative at http://www.christinekane.com/.

WANT TO SEE HUNDREDS MORE ARTICLES LIKE THIS ONE?
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A Spring in My Step...

2010-03-02T13:19:00.000-05:00

spring in my step originally uploaded to flickr by miss valda

I love the "feel" of March. I love the "smell" of March. There is something about March that fills my heart with the first breath of spring. The promise of what is to come.

The air feels different. The sky looks different. The birds are returning and singing their joyful songs.

I swam a little harder today at the pool and I left feeling the need to shed my winter coat, my scarf, my gloves. Oh true, there is still time, a few weeks yet before we can properly greet spring, but there's no doubt...I can feel a little spring in my step as I move about today.

May it be as glorious today where you are.

Beautiful...In My Own Eyes...

2010-03-01T10:00:00.002-05:00

Last week I was graced with this lovely award by both Leslie and Tery, and on the same day no less. I'm honoured as always and now I must share with you 7 more things about me. What more could there be to tell you? As I sip my coffee, let me see if I can just rifle off 7 things, right off the cuff...

♥ I'm a hockey girl. Going waaayyy back to watching "Hockey Night In Canada" on Saturday nights and being able to see only the first period before bedtime. I spent a lot of time at arenas while my dad coached (no sons, only daughters, so he did what many did and still do for the love of the game), or neighbour boys played. I watched boyfriends play and my husband played until he tore his ACL playing soccer. My sons play and I've been the total "hockey mom" -- up early to drive to practices and games, managing their teams, encouraging them, cheering them on. And oh yes...I was a VERY proud Canadian when both the Women's and the Men's teams won gold in the Olympics. Especially after yesterday's game. I AM CANADIAN!

♥ I don't like gossip. I find it disturbing. I flip through "gossip" magazines at the hair salon mostly to look at fashion, hair styles and smiling faces. I dislike reading who did what to whom and how. It isn't my business. Or yours. Or anyone else's. I dislike it when people want to tell me what they think of someone else. If it's something very positive or flattering or complimentary, I'm all ears. Sadly, how often is that the case? I'm a firm believer in, "if you have nothing nice to say about someone, don't say anything at all." That said, if someone asks me "why would so and so do this?" or something that is meant to shed light and I can then offer something positive rather than negative, I'm all for that.

♥ I absolutely adore children. Children fill me with hope and promise and joy. When I see a child in tears, my heart wrenches just a little and I want to console. I often (probably all the time if you ask my sons!) offer a smile or empathy to a crying child and a frazzled parent. If we've had children, we've all been there. Good heavens, we were those children ourselves "once upon a time"... I always knew that the only thing I really wanted to "be" was a mother. And I have been blessed to have been able to do that. Obstacles? I had a few to reach this point, but I'm tough and I'm determined and I delivered two of my four pregnancies. I was and am very blessed.

♥ I had pen pals as a teenager and at one point I'm sure I wrote to more than 150 people. It wasn't something I particularly set out to do. There had been an announcement at school that there were letters in the office from students in Louisiana if anyone was interested in having a penpal. I didn't even hear that announcement but my friend Roxanne did and she wanted a letter. She thought she might write to a boy. "Whatever", thought I (though I don't think we used that expression then..it might have been more of a roll of the eyes!). I went along and because I was there, the Principal thought I wanted one too. Feeling uncomfortable about saying "no", I took the letter. And polite as I am, I wrote to the girl..Elodie was her name. She was disappointed that I wasn't a boy and our correspondence lasted all of one letter. But something about that tripped a latent desire to write. I found more people to write to through magazines, comic books and other outlets. And many years later, I met my best friend, who is more like a sister to me. Twenty years ago I wrote to Lois and introduced myself. The rest is history. I no longer write to penpals but I have continued making friends through blogging.

♥ Still with me?!?

♥ I love wine. I started drinking wine on a school trip to Italy when I was 16. It was cheaper than milk or Coke and it was legal. What was served in the hotel where we stayed probably wasn't the "best" wine in the world, but up until that point, the only wine I'd ever tasted was Mogen David or Manechevitz. My parents weren't wine drinkers (they preferred beer or spirits) and these were the only two wines they knew and most likely there weren't many varieties of wine available. It wasn't the beverage of choice at that time. I gave up alcohol for Lent...and I will be very much looking forward to a glass (or two) at Easter!

♥ I had an imaginary friend called Peter. He arrived when I was 3 and left shortly before I began kindergarten. My mother insisted he wasn't real and that I had invented him out of jealousy over the birth of my sister. Maybe. Or maybe not. I've come to believe that "Peter" was really my spirit guide. Neither of my children had imaginary friends, certainly not that they ever mentioned to me.

♥ and finally....

♥ I'm not really an award sort of person. You won't see any displayed on my blog. I've never displayed trophies or awards, and never wore my "ribbons" of achievement to school assemblies as we were asked/required to do. Why? It's not so much that I don't believe in promoting myself or patting myself on the back. I do that. Often. But quietly. In some ways I think that's a private thing. But at the same time, I'm not one to make others feel "less". I'd see other students who had worked hard but hadn't quite achieved the marks necessary for an honours ribbon. Or their attendance hadn't been perfect. Or they were too shy to join clubs. And there we would all be, in the auditorium for more ribbon and awards presentations. I chose to be there just as I was, not proud of what I'd achieved for others to see, just proud for myself. If the person sitting next to me had no ribbons to display, I knew that I hadn't made that person feel any worse or any less. We do what we do because we can, not for what we will get. Or we should. Does this mean I don't believe in honouring great deeds or tremendous achievement? No. There is a time and there is a place. And when we reserve those accolades for the special, magnificent moments they mean so much more. It's what we know inside ourselves that matters most. Too often we point out a failing or a failure but we don't acknowledge all the attempts that went before that...those are the moments that have value. I value a compliment and a kind word. And if you've stayed with me to this point, kudos to you for listening to me blather on about myself! And thank you for being interested enough in me to come here and spend time with me.

American Savior...

2010-02-28T11:58:00.002-05:00

What if.

What if Jesus came to you and told you to quit your job?

What if Jesus told you he was going to run for the office of President of the United States?

What if Jesus told you that you were going to be his head of security?

What if Jesus told you to recruit your family to join you on the campaign trail?

Would you be skeptical?

Would you feel a shaking of your faith?

Would you do as you were asked?

This scenario could play out anywhere in the world in any circumstance, but this is the premise for Roland Merullo's "American Savior". There is more to this novel than simply the posits of "what if" and if you know your Bible you will recognize the many parallels and the many layers of this book.

I'm a fan of Roland Merullo. He has the rare gift of being able to string his stories out little by little. At the beginning of a novel I'm not sure. He hasn't quite sold me on what he's telling. But I don't stop. I keep going because at just that point...he lets out a little more string and then just a little more. By the middle of the book I'm hooked and by the end? I know I've been treated to something very few authors have the ability to give me.

It started for me with "Breakfast with Buddha" and then I read "Fidel's Last Days". I have "Revere Beach Boulevard" waiting on my nightstand and I fully expect to be lured in and teased and tempted and pulled forward with each page I turn. Happily for me there are a few more of his works for me to enjoy.

Gifts of Jewels...

2010-02-27T14:53:00.001-05:00

Another round of "Gift of Jewels" hosted by Se'Lah at Necessary Room. Another wonderful opportunity to connect with others throughout the world. A post card, a card, or something you wished to send, just to reach out from cyberspace to the actual mail box of someone else. Se'Lah chooses the pairings from all who wish to participate.

This time I sent my gift to Marilyn (forgot to take a photograph!), at Delights of the Heart. My gift came from Jax in Suffolk, England.

card made by Jax of Making It Up

I was also blessed with a card in the mail from Se'Lah, sent simply to rejoice at my good news from my visit to the oncologist a few weeks ago. The message on the front (a card made by her friend Beth), speaks volumes to me and I'm so blessed to have such caring friends in my life.

What gift of jewels are you blessed with in your life?

Eye Candy from Coco's Greenhouse

2010-02-26T08:21:00.002-05:00

soaring swallow bracelet

If you know me well, you know I love jewelry of all kinds...with the exception of rings. I've never really been a ring person...I haven't the fingers for them. But bracelets, earrings, necklaces....mmmm, yes.

There are many wonderful jewelry artisans I've encountered and I will share many of them with you. Today I will take you to Kristy at Coco's Greenhouse. Kristy's creations are inspired by a love of nature which is evident in each piece, not only in the charms used, but the colours of stones and beads and the names of her creations. Excellent prices and shipping charges make shopping with Kristy a pleasure. See for yourself.

moss garden bracelet

pearl and swarovski lariat (there are matching earrings as well)

boho birds earrings

flutter locket

snow owl trinkets necklace

opulent flowers bracelet

please note that all photographs are from Coco's Greenhouse and are not to be copied or used without permission.

Kristy is having a special in her shop this weekend, which will end at midnight, February 28th. Normally this sale is reserved only for those who are on her mailing list, but Kristy has graciously opened this for readers of my blog for this special only. If you would like to be eligible for other sales and specials, please click here to leave a message for Kristy through the contact/conversation section in order to be added to the Coco's Greenhouse mailing list or to follow her on twitter.

Here are the details for the BOGO Sale...

Buy any item get a second item of equal or lesser value free. Oh, and this
also works if you would like to buy multiple items. Buy 2 get 2 free, buy 3
get 3 free, you get the idea!

Here is how to redeem:
Purchase your highest priced item(s) and proceed to
checkout. In the "Notes to Seller" section tell me which piece(s) you would
like for free. You must also mention that "I am a reader of Sherry's blog".

The Value of Kindness...

2010-02-25T14:15:00.000-05:00

On Tuesday I had a conversation with an adminstrative assistant at my younger son's school. Her first words to me left me at a loss and coloured my perception of "who" this woman is, her ability, her personality. I will say she spoke without thinking but it was inappropriate and disheartening. Nothing negative or bad about my son at all, but her ability to deal with her job left me questionning. Put me in a bit of a frustrated funk.

Yesterday this same son played in his school hockey championship game. A game that went into overtime...a 5 minute overtime period, followed by 5 minutes of 4 on 4 hockey, then when it was still tied, 5 minutes of 3 on 3. Still tied. Into a shoot out which is no one's idea of how to end a game. In the end the other team scored the winning goal. But it was a heck of a hockey game, lots of action, and considering our school had a short bench of players to the other team's full bench, and my son played all but probably 5-10 minutes of the game (a total of 60 minutes) and he was sucking air by the end, it was an excellent match.

At the end of the game, one of the students who had come to watch approached me. I don't know this boy, although he knows my son. This 17, almost 18 year old boy approached me and said "your son is an amazing hockey player and he played an excellent game." Proud? Oh yes. I was. I am. But I was so very touched that this young man would be comfortable enough to come and say that to me. A true kindness.

A few minutes later, one of the teacher coaches approached me and one of the other mothers and gave us medals! There were 3 extra and he felt that the mothers who have attended all the games all these years, driven players and been so supportive were as deserving as the players on the ice. Very unexpected but an extremely thoughtful gesture.

Today I saw a young mother and her 3 year old son in Starbucks. As I waited for my beverage they were laughing and he was giggling over his hot chocolate. He had chocolate all around his mouth and kept diving for the whipped cream, hoping to catch it with his tongue. They made me smile. And as I left, I stopped by their table to comment on how wonderful it is to see someone enjoy a treat and how lovely that they were enjoying their time together. Mother told me that they do this once or twice a year and he so looks forward to it. I remember those days with my own sons.

I see my own young motherhood and my motherhood now of the time spent with my children and how much we've all benefitted from shared experiences. I'll miss these opportunities as this one gets ready to leave the nest. But I know that kindness will continue...it costs us nothing. The return is priceless.

Clinging to Clutter...

2010-02-24T12:13:00.001-05:00

I have been in an incredible "slump" this winter. Not just my usual ennui that drops over me like a veil, I'm talking total depths of slump where being, and staying motivated is a trial and one I usually just accept and slink off with, like my tail between my legs and say "I surrender."

Reading my email from Christine Kane this morning struck a very deep nerve with me. Clutter. Keeping things. Being unable to toss and surround myself with less. Oh I want to. Really, I do. Every day I look at piles of things and say "that's got to go." I don't want these things, yet I find myself unable to do anything permanent about it.

Today I came home from my swim at the gym (and talked to the people at the front desk about the nude bathing in the hot tub and nude drying in the sauna...no health regulations about this...the policy is "come as you are" however you are comfortable. Joy said I to myself. Whatever floats your boat...just keep what's floating out of my face...I'm not really thrilled with a wide load backside in my face as you exit the hot tub...but I digress), and I felt enervated and a little more enthusiastic. Perhaps reading Christine's email nudged the part of my brain that was resisting arrest! See what you think.

9 Seemingly Logical Reasons We Cling to Clutter
by Christine Kane

"Perfection is not when there is no more to add, but no more to take away."
– Antoine de Saint-Exupery

A retired man once told me he loved going camping with his wife because camping showed her how simple life can be "without all that bloomin' stuff she keeps everywhere!"
He's right!
Our lives are meant to be simple. Our intuition and creativity thrive when given freedom and space. Clutter is a disease. Each moment we ignore the reasons we hold on to things we don't want, those things rob us of energy, health, and clarity.
If you're a clutter-clinger, be kind to yourself. Begin with an awareness of your thoughts and excuses. For starters, read over this list to see if you can find YOUR excuse!
Clutter Excuse #1: "I'd be a bad mean horrible person if I…"
Guilt is heavy gooey energy that convinces us we're bad people if we let go of heirlooms, knick-knacks, unwanted clothing, or unwanted gifts.
These items clutter up our lives and keep us in a comfortable – but draining – place. And conveniently, we never have to decide what we actually do want in our environment. We become environmental victims. Often, that spreads out into other parts of our lives too!
Clutter Excuse #2 - "I spent so much on it!"
Do you punish yourself for having made a bad choice by keeping the item around? Or convince yourself that you're going to get your money's worth – even if it drains the hell out of you?
You won't. And it will.
We've all done stupid things. And we've all had to let them go. Now it's your turn.
Clutter Excuse #3 - "I might need this someday."
I often wonder how many idle telephone cords exist in the world. Way in the back of old desk drawers. Stuffed on closet shelves. They can't be gotten rid of.
Why?
Because we might need them some day.
Evidently, some day - in spite of technological progress - you're going to need that particular grey phone cord that came in the box with a phone you bought in 1989.
Throw it out. Now.
Same thing goes for: The broken fax machine, switch plates from your first house, and every glass flower vase that came with deliveries.
Clutter Excuse #4 - "I might do this someday."
I know. I know.
Someday you'll take those broken pieces of china you've collected and create a beautiful mosaic birdbath. And you'll go through those stacks of magazines and make that collage for your sister's 30th birthday party. (She's 51 now.)
Now – I don't mean to deny you your plans and dreams. However, I urge you to consider experiencing the infinite relief that appears when you let old project ideas go.
Call your sister and tell her the collage ain't gonna happen. Buy a mosaic birdbath from an artist who makes her living from creating such treasures.
And then, make space for what you want to do. Don't fill your space with what you should do.
Clutter Excuse #5 - "I gotta look good to my guests."
CD's. Books. DVD's. Are these items treasured? Or are they simply a prop so your guests will be impressed by your intelligence and diverse tastes?
Remember this: we are motivated by two things: Fear or Love. Which of these keeps you clinging to items because of appearances?
Clutter Excuse #6 - "I Don't Know Where It Goes."
When items don't have a home, it's harder to determine whether or not they are clutter. Some things may seem like clutter - like the cute card that your daughter made that floats around from drawer to drawer - but they're not clutter.
They're homeless.
Once you start defining spaces for items, then it's easier to see when something doesn't fit anywhere and should just get tossed.
Clutter Excuse #7 - "My thoughts don't have any power. Do they?"
Everything has energy. The thoughts you have about the things in your home CREATE energy. If you are surrounded by stuff you keep out of guilt, then your environment holds guilt. If you hang on to stuff given to you by your ex, and you still feel bitter – then there is bitterness in your home.
Get it?
It's either fueling you, or draining you. Some things might be neutral, of course. But if anything triggers you, then that is your barometer. Let it go.
Clutter Excuse #8 - "But I never wore it!"
See Clutter Excuse #2.
Clutter Excuse #9 - "There's too much stuff!"
Overwhelm can stop us in our tracks. If this article makes you aware that there are lots of items in your life you don't like, then go slow. Schedule small chunks of time each day. It takes time to be clutter-free! But the new found clarity and lightness are worth it!

Performer, songwriter, and creativity consultant Christine Kane publishes her 'LiveCreative' weekly ezine with more than 11,000 subscribers. If you want to be the artist of your life and create authentic and lasting success, you can sign up for a FRE*E subscription to LiveCreative at www.christinekane.com.
WANT TO SEE HUNDREDS MORE ARTICLES LIKE THIS ONE?
See Christine's blog - Be Creative. Be Conscious. Be Courageous - at ChristineKane.com/blog.

This...Is Me...

2010-02-22T08:22:00.001-05:00

A few weeks ago Kate at The Queen of Creativity graced me with this Kreativ Blogger award which touched me very much...that Kate would think so highly of me and what I write.

The rules are that I am to tell 7 things about myself and then pass this award on to others.

Here are a few little nuggets about me....

I'm finding it harder as I get older to stay committed to things I've started;

I've just read this

And this

And I'm listening to this

I'm not a fan of the Olympics, summer or winter and never have been...not into the hype at all. Happy for all who do well but I'm not a "rah rah" sort of person and athletics don't excite me;

I don't like being put on the spot or told to "calm down" (the latter especially by men);

and

I'm tired of all the women at the gym who feel the need to come into the hot tub in the nude...I don't get into hot tubs with naked people I know so why would I want to be in there with naked strangers??

As for passing this on...so many I know through the world of blogging do not want awards or have been given these awards so I shall offer this to all who read my blog who would like it and want to share 7 things about themselves. I suppose that's another one of those things about me...I bend the rules from time to time.

Eye Candy from Marley and Lockyer...

2010-02-19T08:39:00.000-05:00

Vanessa Lockyer writes a blog of beauty entitled, "Marley & Lockyer". With over 800 followers it is evident that Ness offers something deliciously appealing. And oh yes, I am one of the 800.

Quoting Ness from her "about me" description on her blog:

I am a Designer, Stylist, Artist and lover of all things white, French, beautiful and a Home. This is a journal of all things I love. I hope to inspire all that beauty can be done on a budget.

This is a blog that is all eye candy, top to bottom. With images from her own home in Australia, as well as design and style that Ness has discovered on her travels through the internet and hard copy publications, it is truly a bit of bliss to spend time at this blog with a cup of tea or a coffee and dream a little dream.

Ness also has an etsy shop of the same name...this is a little of what she has to offer.

*all images are property of Ness Lockyer and are not to be copied.

Alice, She Was...

2010-02-17T08:09:00.000-05:00

Reading Melanie Benjamin's "Alice I Have Been" was a little like falling down the rabbit hole and not being in any hurry to come back up.

The story of Alice Liddell, the "real" Alice in Wonderland and Rev. Charles Dodgson, aka Lewis Carroll, has been woven with truth and with artistic license to create a portrait that is magical, palpable and so very captivating.

I knew very little about any of these characters prior to reading this novel so the part of me that enjoys biography and learning about the past blended beautifully with my love of fiction. A dash of romance, some Victorian madness and the taboos of that time period (some of which are still taboos today) kept me enthralled to the last page. Closing the book for the final time I felt a little bereft that I had reached the end.

It isn't just the story that enthralls and pulls you in...it is how Melanie Benjamin has written the book...her words and her prose do justice to this classic subject and bring to life a time and it's people.

What little girl didn't want to "be" Alice and have those amazing, incredible adventures? The book reveals the difficulty of one little girl and her struggle with being the "real" Alice.

You needn't be a fan of "Alice in Wonderland" to enjoy "Alice I Have Been" but I daresay if you read the novel, you will be curious to re-read "Alice in Wonderland" and will look at it in a new light.

Link from Melanie Benjamin's webite about the world of Alice

Grace and Love in a Package...

2010-02-15T09:00:00.056-05:00

I was most pleasantly and delightfully surprised on Friday. The mail arrived...a solitary brown padded envelope waiting for me. I knew I wasn't expecting anything I had ordered so I was quite intrigued to discover who was sending me something.

I recognized the return address and hurried inside to tear into the envelope. My sweet, lovely friend Kathy Maximo had sent me a little something. The little something made me smile and then it made me cry. It was the note you see. What Kathy had written that brought on a few tears. The tears were of joy of course.

Kathy told me that some time ago I had written a post about "Grace" and that post had stayed with Kathy. When Kathy knew she wanted to send me something she asked her sister Patti to make a candle wrap for me and Kathy wanted the word "Grace" to be part of the stitching.

Kathy made me the tag that you see in the photograph which I will keep in my studio as a happy reminder of the friendship that we share.

What really hit home for me about the timing of this gift arriving is that on Friday morning when I was talking with God (in the shower...we have the most amazing conversations there), I asked that I not only be a blessing in someone else's life, but that someone be allowed to be a blessing in mine. Hours later the mail was delivered. But the gift was not delivered by the mailman.

If you are interested, both Kathy and Patti have etsy shops. You can find Kathy at Vintage Snaps and Scrap and Patti at Primitivelvr.

Kathy also writes at her blog Kathy Maximo Designs which you can find on the link.

It Is All You Need...

2010-02-14T12:21:00.000-05:00

Eye Candy from Olive Rue

2010-02-12T09:00:00.001-05:00

Crystal is the talent behind everything at Olive Rue one of my favourite shops on etsy. A purveyor of things French, Crystal carries a wide variety of goods in her shop, as well as image transfers that are sure to delight.

a little something to hold those special photographs, notes or papers

For those who do not wish to create their own beautiful items, Crystal also offers merchandise she has collected as well as items she has created herself. Each of the images speak for themselves and I hope you will not only enjoy the eye candy offered here but will also make some time to browse through Olive Rue.

style for any drawer in any room

a touch of beauty for a gift or to hang from one of those drawer pulls

dish towels fit for a Queen

a touch of class in any home

*all images are from Olive Rue and are property of Crystal and Olive Rue. Not to be copied or used.

Scheduling a Routine...

2010-02-11T10:01:00.002-05:00

*image from google.ca

I'm sitting here typing, browsing blogs I love to read, checking the news online, flipping through etsy shops and here it is going on 10:00 a.m. and I've done very little else. I haven't even made it to all of the blogs I love and it's been that way for a few weeks. Just when I think I'm catching up, I start to lag a little and then a little more.

Time. It's so fleeting and so precious. There are all the things I "need" to do (you know, those boring household chores that if I wait for the maid to get around to, I'll be fossilized like Norman Bates' mother, given that there IS no maid...) and the things I "want" to do like paint (not just art but the walls of my living room and dining room), work in my journals (both written and art), read (which I always manage to make time for, even if it's at 11:30 p.m. when sleeping would be the more sensible option) and more. You get the picture.

I'm not alone in this. Kerry was talking about it today and I believe each of us has gone through these moments in time when we feel that even though we enjoy what we are doing with the computer, it's sucking up time in a way that isn't productive. I'm talking productive as in completing something and saying "here is what I have to show for my time." I do believe that visiting with friends and learning about what is going on in their lives is productive but it's more along the lines of entertaining me and making me feel connected.

There is a family history I intend to write so that my children have something concrete to hold in their hands about their history. Charts and genealogical trees are excellent and wonderful for quick reference, but I'm talking about the people that lived long before they did, those who made it possible for them to be here and enjoy life. Much of this information I didn't know so I've been digging and putting the pieces together like a puzzle with not all of the parts. Some I might have to speculate about and use creative license, but that's half the enjoyment for me.

There is a book waiting in me to come forward about my breast cancer experience. One that I think would benefit others. There are many books already written on this subject that are helpful and inspirational. I want to share emotions and feelings, attitude and philosophy.

So as I sit here at the computer typing this I realize I am just postponing and delaying and procrastinating on the things that I feel driven to do. Which means I need to make some serious shifts in my routines.

I've started adopting routine and habit and as much as I have never been one to like being held to a daily routine of Monday is laundry, Tuesday is ironing, Wednesday is groceries, etc. I feel I might need to organize a schedule of computer time. Posting only so many days per week will be one way to do that. Reading blogs and commenting will fall into that routine as well. For those I haven't been by to see for awhile do know that I haven't forgotten you and I feel badly when a day has passed and I realize I didn't get to all of the places I wanted to go.

Eye Candy Friday will continue because I have so much that I want to share about where I go and what I've discovered. If you've found somewhere that you think others might like, please drop me an email to let me know so that I can include your find.

Cimmanin....

2010-02-10T09:47:00.000-05:00

I've been eating these constantly since the middle of last week. I'm a fiend for my cinnamon hearts...mmm..cimmanin as I'd have said as a child.

These have been a favourite since I was a little girl. I love that first bite of cinnamon and then as I keep eating, I love that "burn" you feel on the tongue. The tongue turns red...the heat intensifies and I find my hand continuing to dip into the bag. As a child I loved how my fingers would turn red from the dye in the hearts. I'm much more careful at this age!

Sometimes I eat a handful all at once. Sometimes I'll take 3 -- it's either a handful or 3, never 2 or 4 or 1, it's 3. I wonder what that might mean?

Sometimes I suck on them slowly until they turn into a chewy paste (and then I need to get them out of my teeth!), other times I crunch away and feel that bite as I go. Even typing about it I want to have some!!

Is cinnamon addictive? I wonder.

These candies are only available at this time of year. I've been advised that a sensible thing to do would be to "stock up" and make sure they last me longer than the early part of February. I bought this bag last Thursday and it's nearly gone (I just popped 3 in my mouth!). Time to stock up!

Blessings and Art...

2010-02-09T09:35:00.001-05:00

A wait of one and a half hours to see the oncologist, spent pleasantly reading the lastest Anne Tyler novel, "Noah's Compass", glancing at the television and being in the moment. Finally my name was called. I rubbed the talisman at the end of my grace necklace one last time and followed the doctor to her office.

A little chat, a thorough going over (I'm still feeling twinges and little aches this morning) and she pronounced me "excellent". The right breast is still tender even this many years later but I told the doctor that I didn't mind. Feeling the tenderness reminds me of what might have been and how blessed I am to still be here.

We've left it that I will see her once more, next February and as I will be just past my 5 year marker, that will be it for the two of us. I will still see the surgeon every year but I will no longer need to be followed by oncology. A double edged feeling on that...happy that I will have graduated, but a little nervous at being left without one of my "crutches". I have to say though that the feeling of happiness and joy far outweighs the feeling of loss.

I want to thank each of you who sent lovely, positive thoughts and prayers my way. It makes such a difference to know how blessed I am.

♥

Something I would like to share is a journal workshop that Connie Hozvicka of Dirty Footprints Studio is offering. You'll notice the badge at the top, right side of my blog. Click on that if you are interested and it will give you all the information you will need.

Connie is offering the workshop for $25, but there is an earlybird special for $20 if you register before midnight EST February 14th.

Connie believes in creating "juicy" art and if you have ever been to her blog or watched any of her videos you can't help but be inspired to pick up a paint brush, crayons, pastels...I hope you'll consider joining us if you are an art journal lover..or even if you are not but have been thinking about trying this.

A Gift of Grace...

2010-02-08T09:00:00.011-05:00

Last month Deryn Mentock held an auction for one of her creations, with all funds raised being sent to relief in Haiti. Deryn held this auction hours after the earthquake struck.

Kecia Deveney is also a reader of Deryn's blog and was so touched by Deryn's efforts and her generous heart that Kecia offered a giveaway on her blog for those who had taken part in the auction. I left Kecia a comment to say how touched I was that one act of generosity would set off another (life is like that I think you'll find...generosity and goodness simply begets more and more, like a wildfire, one you don't want to contain). Imagine my surprise when I learned that I was the chosen name for the gift from Kecia.

I was asked to choose any word I wanted for the necklace and as you will see, I chose "grace", a word that holds a great deal of meaning and holds much weight with me.

I'm wearing the necklace today as I go for my annual check up with the chemotherapy oncologist. It will give me strength and hope and faith. And while I expect that all will be well because of my mammogram in the summer, there is always some level of anxiety around these appointments. I will hold myself with grace and give thanks in my silent prayers that I am still here to make these annual visits.

Thank you to both Deryn and most especially to Kecia for their loving, caring hearts.

Irrigation...

2010-02-07T09:00:00.000-05:00

Following the ideas set out by Christine Kane for morning rituals, I decided to get myself a neti pot and give this irrigation idea a try. I do suffer with seasonal allergies and have for many years (as far back as my early teens) suffered with sinus problems, infections, headaches, etc. It seemed worthwhile to try this and see if flushing the sinus cavity would make a difference.

This is what I purchased yesterday. It's not as fancy as some that are on the market but I was in my local Shopper's Drug Mart, checked the shelves and discovered this little Aladdin's Lamp (my husband asked when the genie would come out if I rubbed it...no rubbing, please, look at that spout...is anyone else seeing what I'm seeing?!). Bonus score for me -- it was on sale!

Early in the evening, following the instructions, I gave my nose a bath. And can I tell you? It felt wonderful. It looks weird, but it feels wonderful.

I'm breathing better through my nose and while it's early days to tell, I'm going to make this part of my morning ritual to see if I do notice a difference with my sinus.

Word of warning: If you are doing this and someone else is watching, don't let them make your laugh or laugh yourself....do so at your own risk!!

*images found on google.ca

My Gift of Jewels

2010-02-06T09:35:00.002-05:00

In December Se'Lah of Necessary Room organized an amazing gift of jewels in which a number of people offered items that they had made -- jewelry, art, photography, or goods that they sell in their etsy shops. All that was required was that you leave a comment on each of the items being gifted as they were posted and winners would be chosen on January 6th.

Everything that was offered was indeed a jewel and I would have been delighted and blessed to have been the recipient of any of them. You can imagine my delight when I discovered that I had been chosen one of the lucky winners.

This beautiful necklace was created by my lovely friend Tracy of Pink Purl (you can also find Tracy at her photography blog A Certain Slant of Light and her new (and delicious!) food blog, Savour) and I was so excited when I learned it was on it's way to me from Norway!

I've already received a number of compliments on this necklace (naturally!) and if you would like to see more of Tracy's beautiful work, please check her etsy shop, Pink Purl. I believe there is one just like this in the shop right night, as well as one in cream/white and with a little more detail.

Thanks again to Se'Lah for organzing this wonderful worldwide event and to Tracy for the beauty of her talent!

*edited to add after Tracy's comment...this does look lovely on me..the colour is perfect for me and the style is so very me. I feel special when I put it on and that's the way any jewelry (or clothing for that matter) is meant to make you feel....extra special! ♥

Eye Candy from Sadie Olive

2010-02-05T09:00:00.002-05:00

Some of you may be familiar with Sadie Olive from her blog, her photography, her online shop or her etsy shop. You may also know her from her design services or have seen blogs that have been designed by Sadie Olive.

cream and sugar set from Sadie Olive

This young woman (whose name is not really Sadie Olive, this is the name of her business), has a style that always fills me with joy. I think I am not alone in saying that I would love to "grow up and be Sadie Olive". Alas, there can be only one and I content myself with being able to enjoy what she does and how she does it.

Warm Whispers is also a Sadie Olive etsy shop which features her beautiful photography. Sadie Olive has an eye for detail and an eye for making the ordinary, everyday come to life.

Some of it boldly beautiful

red linens by warm whispers

Some of it softly serene

whispers of white by warm whispers

clothespins by warm whispers

clothesline by warm whispers

I hope you will take a few moments to click on the links to enjoy some of the other delights on offer through Sadie Olive.

Please note that all photography shared here is property of Sadie Olive and is not to be copied or used for your personal use.

What's In the Giveaway?

2010-02-04T10:07:00.000-05:00

As promised, I am sharing what is in the February Giveaway packages..although this is only the part that I didn't create myself. All of it has been purchased by me for the giveaway, some from local shops, some from etsy vendors.

I'm still not saying who gets what because I would like the packages to be a surprise when they arrive. At a later date I will share the part that I have made.

I do want to share the etsy vendors with you and I hope that you will visit their shops to see what other incredibly enticing work they have to offer.

The mushroom print is by Julie Fillo

The lilac earrings are from byemma

The dainty dragonfly earrings are from Coco's Greenhouse

The fabric heart was purchased from Kristen Robinson

The paper swallows are from A Spoonful of Charm

I am heading out of town for a couple of days but will be pre-posting my Eye Candy Friday feature. Be sure to come back tomorrow for that!

Morning Rituals

2010-02-03T09:23:00.001-05:00

As a believer in ritual and living the best life I possibly can, I know that when I deviate from my ritual or slip off the path a little, I feel that imbalance in my life. I'm a morning person, usually at my best in the early part of the day. Starting the day on the best foot possible has always been a key ingredient to my well being.

As I read this newsletter article from Christine Kane this morning I realized that for most of January I was off the path and very much off balance. There are some excellent ideas in this article and the most important reminder comes at the end...actually putting good ideas into practice.

How to Create a Powerful Morning Ritual
by Christine Kane

It is said that your habits create your destiny.

I'd add that your habits also create your confidence, courage and even your creativity!

In other words, your daily choices, routines, and seemingly insignificant moments make all the difference in your results.

One of the best ways to generate great results is to create a morning ritual. A powerful morning ritual sets the tone for your entire day - and your entire year!

A ritual is personal. A ritual is creative. (Not reactive!) A ritual is what gets YOU on track to create your best day. (And subsequently, your best life!) It can be as simple as a 15-minute routine, or as intense as long-distance running. The important thing is that it becomes a HABIT.

My morning ritual combines a mixture of physical, mental and heart-centered activities to engage each of these human power centers!

Here are some ideas to help you create your own powerful morning ritual.

Hydrate First

Many Eastern health practitioners recommend chugging down at least a half-liter of filtered room-temperature water first thing. (Yes, before your coffee!)

Upon waking, your body has spent hours without hydration. Drinking pure water at this time triggers a series of physiological functions that keep your body super healthy. Some report that this one practice can actually heal many diseases. (I'm not a scientist – but I can attest to the amazing results!)

Get Moving

Exercise is called "The Number One Form of Preventive Medicine."

It is also a prescription for happiness and a cure for depression! Getting exercise first thing sets your day off right. You can do a simple stretching routine, yoga or an all-out heart-pounding hour at the gym. Pick something do-able and do it.

Meditate

Many people don't meditate because they find it intimidating. I say, start with just 5 minutes. Meditation connects you to your center, and to the deep silence that surpasses any drama that might be happening in the world of your personality. Don't worry about doing it right. Just allow yourself the time to BE.

Set Intention

"Intention rules the earth," says Oprah Winfrey.

It's true! Your intention is a powerful force to engage.

Remembering your intention puts you back on track. You become focused again.

Reflect for a moment on your Word of the Year. Read a goal you've written down for yourself. Remind yourself of a financial dream. (If you're one of my new students in Uplevel Your Business, read the intention you wrote down on the first day of the program!)

You don't have to know the HOW. You just need to set the intention so your inner GPS can stay on target!

Be Grateful

Before I get out of bed, I silently create a morning gratitude list. When I begin my day remembering my "gratitudes," (instead of my "anxieties") my heart fills with extreme joy and deep awareness. I then bring that energy into everything I do - and to everyone with whom I connect.

Use a Netty Pot

(This one's a little weird!)

For years, my acupuncturist told my husband and I to use a Netty Pot. We laughed at him. Then, in the face of acute sinus problems, my husband tried it and became a convert. He converted me.

A Netty Pot uses warm water and a special salt to cleanse your sinuses and clear your breathing. Google it, and let the idea sit with you for a while. (You might be a convert too!)

Eat Creative

Your choice of breakfast foods can set up your success with other meals as well. Start your day off in the healthiest way possible for you - and make it a ritual, not a chore.

Be Prepared: Create a Not-to-Do List

Everyone needs a "Not To Do" morning list.

Suggestions here include anything that brings up a "reactive" state: Turning on the local news. Checking email. Answering texts. Answering the phone.

Let these things wait until AFTER your ritual has been completed!

Your Assignment:

After reading this article, don't just think, "Wow. Those are some good ideas. I should try one or two."

Instead, deliberately create your morning ritual now. Take about 20 minutes to think about and write down what your ritual will be each morning. Start simple at first. Choose one or two items from this menu. Or come up with your own. Write out your Ritual in detail.

Begin first thing tomorrow morning, and let your habits create YOUR destiny starting now!

THIS is February?

2010-02-02T08:51:00.001-05:00

I looked out my dining room window yesterday afternoon and marveled that this is what February 1st, 2010 looked like. THIS is February 1st? In Toronto? In Canada?

Stepping outside without my coat, my body could feel that it was February 1st...a cold day indeed and one where a coat, gloves and a scarf were necessary when I did go out later on in the afternoon.

What's missing? Snow. And plenty of it. The fact is, this is what winter has looked like in Toronto this season. We've had the odd dusting, we've had intermittent snow that doesn't last or really require removal (I think I've used the shovel once and at that I was only pushing it along). This kind of winter is an anomaly.

I was talking with my friend Colleen yesterday and we were enjoying this gift of winter. No complaints from either of us -- a true gift this is. Just as she was about to say the dreaded words...and I'm not saying them here because I don't care how much of winter is really left...I stopped her in her tracks...am I superstitious? Not really. But I also don't believe in tempting fate.

Mirror Mirror....

2010-02-01T11:19:00.001-05:00

It's not really coming from a mirror and it's not really going to tell me "who is the fairest of them all?" I did, however, use a random number generator to choose the winners of the giveaway.

Before I do that (oh the suspense!!), I wanted to let you know who the lucky recipients will be for the tags I have made...

and while I said I was only going to take the first five, there were 6 and I am not leaving anyone out, so one will be winging it's way also to

Beverley Baird.

Thanks for playing along and remember please to play it forward on your own blogs.

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There were 68 entries for the surprise giveaway and I love that everyone is excited by a surprise rather than knowing exactly what the gift is. This shows trust and faith indeed! At this moment as I'm typing this I have no idea myself who the winners are or which gift you will receive. I have typed the names in order, I then fed the information into the random generator and I know that the winning numbers are: 13, 39, 14, 47, 49 and 63. Rather like seeing the balls come out of a lotto drum and strange (just as with the lotto) that some of them are so close together.

That means that the winners are (I'm doing a drum roll in my head...)

Thank you to everyone who played along. Ladies, watch your mailboxes for your surprise packages. I am not sharing the photographs just yet of what is inside each pacakge...I will do that later this week and of course you won't know exacty which one is coming to you. Keep the faith just a little longer!!

*edited to say my thanks to Kamana who pointed out that I had inadvertently added an incorrect link to her blog, which has since been corrected. Apologies Kamana!!

The Heart of a Child...

2010-01-31T07:37:00.002-05:00

Isaiah 11:6 - "The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; and the calf and the young lion and the fatling together; and a little child shall lead them."

This is not a religious post, however, this passage from the Bible seems to be appropriate for the story I am about to share.

I had an email from my cousin Heather yesterday, sharing the fact that her granddaughter will be doing a fundraiser in late February, early March for the Canadian Cancer Society. I was so deeply touched by this girl who has decided to have her hair cut off to raise money for cancer research. Very touched indeed when you realize that this is a 7 year old girl with lovely long hair and she has made this decision all on her own.

The Cancer Society wanted to be sure that this was truly the child's decision so she and her mother went for an interview and all was worked out to everyone's satisfaction. They are happy to endorse this fundraiser which will be done at the school my very young cousin attends.

Where did the idea originate? Well, her father suffered with testicular cancer in his early 20s and there was question as to whether or not he'd be able to father children. He has and he and Heather's daughter have 2 beautiful little girls. And I suspect that hearing about and seeing others offer to do this put the thought into the child's head, proving once again that children are very aware of and open to what they see, hear and are surrounded by.

The joy and the hope that fills me is the evidence once again that cancer affects so many, at so many levels. Cancer is the wolf and the lion and it lies down beside the innocent, taking them unawares. And here is this child who is leading the way to show courage and spirit and wanting to do something to protect the innocent.

A blessing indeed.

*edited to add: Deidra asked if there was a way to contribute to the fundraising. If you are interested, please send me an email. I will be happy to discuss this with anyone who is interested.

Eye Candy from Jolie Marche

2010-01-29T13:28:00.002-05:00

I've been thinking that I would like to dedicate one day a week to "eye candy". Things, places, people, blogs that I have come across in my internet travels that I would like to share with others.

I'm going to start today, by sharing an etsy shop I discovered. Jolie Marche (which means "pretty market" in English), is a shop from Tennessee. The owner also has items in brick and mortar stores in Franklin, Brentwood and Nashville.

I love the fabric of these towels as well as the vintage pattern.

I'm not sure I have the windows for panels like these but they would be lovely in a little corner to add a touch of olde world charm.

a simple table runner with an elegant pattern would make any meal special.

and this pillow would make a beautiful addition to any room.

Sometimes it's not about "having", it's about dreaming.

*please note that all photographs are from Jolie Marche and are not to be copied or used in any way.

A Little Housekeeping...

2010-01-28T09:00:00.047-05:00

Some lovely things...

The giving, generous, open, warm hearted Se'Lah is doing another Gift of Jewels postcard exchange...the joy of sending and receiving something in the mail from someone in a different part of the world...maybe from your own country, maybe not. So many have already signed up. Last day to join the party is Saturday the 30th. Hope you'll make your way over to Se'Lah's and join us.

My wonderful friend from "over the pond" is Spreading the Love...as only Carolyn can. Check out this post to see how Carolyn thinks we can progressively spread our love to one another.

I will be doing this -- creating tags to share with those who would like to participate. The first 5 people who tell me they would like to have a gift of love from me will receive one. I haven't created my tags yet...but I will over the next few days. One again...you have to trust me that you will like what I make.

I like Carolyn's rules for playing but I'm bending them a bit. The idea is for 2 to sign up -- one to get my tag and one to send a tag to me. But I'm going with 5 who will receive from me and if any of the 5 wish to send one to me in return that would be delightful.

If you play though you must offer tags on your own blog to keep the love going!!

*****

And speaking of things I'm giving away...did I mention that I am giving away more than one surprise? No? Well I am....something more to look forward to!!

Remember to leave a comment here by midnight (est) January 31st if you wish to be entered.

Kicking January's Butt...

2010-01-27T08:58:00.002-05:00

Allrighty then January, stand up and take it like a man....I'm ready to give it to you with both feet...and be glad that there are so few days left in the month. I see February on the horizon and while it's still "winter", it's a short month and somehow it seems so much more bearable than January. Especially since we have had so little snow this year.

In keeping with Christina's desire to think about the simple things in life that bring us joy, here are a few things that I love at this time of year...

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long scarves that I can wrap around my neck more than once to keep me toasty warm

being able to smell whatever perfume I've used on those scarves when I take them off or put them on

my green Land's End gloves gifted to me by my friend Colleen ♥

warm sweaters

finding great warm sweaters at thrift/charity shops like Value Village

the Sketchers boots I bought on sale this summer (so warm I don't even need socks!)

Jack Frost patterns on the windows

a heater that works in my car

being able to use the car rather than having to walk on those really cold mornings

a cup of hot chocolate with crushed left over candy canes

my decaf Americano from Starbucks with a shot of gingerbread or pumpkin syrup to make me feel festive

red velvet cupcakes from Starbucks which they only have at this time of year

homemade soups (like the broccoli/cauliflower one Gillian gave me the recipe for)

crock pot meals like chili or stew

French onion soup that tastes better in January than any other time of year

crusty French bread to tear into and sop up the juices for all those meals

the new high efficiency furnace we had installed last winter which works beautifully and has cut our heating costs considerably

afghans and throws to curl up under

burying my nose in book after book after book

this January it has been John Sandford and Georgette Heyer, as many as possible

watching my son play hockey

photo from last season's team - my son in the middle after scoring a goal

having a beer or a glass of wine in the bar before or after one of his games with other parents

swimming in the pool at the gym and then sitting in the hot tub afterwards and pretending I'm somewhere south

this January being grateful for a roof over my head, food on my table, heat in the vents and ground beneath my feet that is solid and firm

and being able to donate what I can where it is needed, when it is needed to those who need it most.

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It's a little harder to think of things that bring me joy at this time of year. Perhaps it's because I'm taking things slower, being quiet and conserving energy and warmth. Those simple things are there and I feel lighter in my heart for having searched them out. Gratitude goes to Christina for suggesting we do this.

The Simple Things -- Part 3

2010-01-26T09:00:00.011-05:00

The Simple Things...Part Three - Wednesday, January 27th

Will you join us? Once again the beautiful soul that resides at Soul Aperture, is hostessing another round of "The Simple Things". Christina creates the most amazing lists of things in life that bring joy, bliss, happiness and peace and she encourages the rest of us to do the same. And believe me, once you know Christina, you will never be the same!!

Part 3 is Christina's way of first of all, "kicking January's butt" (which you know I love!!) and doing something to help in the efforts taking place in Haiti. This time around, for every blogger who participates in "The Simple Things" Christina's family will donate $1.00 to the relief fund.

Something as simple as making a list of things that you are grateful for and make you happy. Check out the link above or simply go here for more information and indicate that you will be participating so that Christina can link to you on her blog. I hope you will join us tomorrow.

For today, I want to thank everyone for your heartfelt sympathies and comments on my post from yesterday. It may be "a simple thing" to offer words of comfort, but the intent is large and the thanks and gratitude are immeasurable. ♥

Misty Memories...

2010-01-25T09:36:00.001-05:00

The little one on the right, the one who is trying to get up out of that chair and make a run for it? My sister Arlene.

Don't let that fool you though. For years she tried to keep up with me. Followed in my footsteps, wanted to be with me, to play with me and my friends, to tag along, to be included in my world. At times I think she wanted to be me. For much of that time I hurried to get away. Older sisters do that. We have our own lives, our own friends, our own world. Most certainly I played with her and included her, but there were times when I remember saying to our mother as Arlene would be getting up from her nap, "please, please, please just keep her in for a little longer." Try as she might, that little bull (she was all Taurus) would come charging out the door yelling "She She, where are you?"

She's been gone 10 years today. Maybe yesterday if I'm honest. I don't know exactly what time she died, but I know I couldn't reach her on the phone on the 24th and found her on the 25th. It's hard to imagine these 10 years without her as part of my life. What I'd give to have her squeezing her way in, to not be left behind or left out. I wish I'd shown her more love and understanding when we were children. Our childhood was so mixed up and troubled and it is only in retrospect that I've learned just how much so.

I've long made my peace with our childhood, our lives and her absence. But there is no doubt that I miss her every single day.

While I Am Gone...

2010-01-22T10:14:00.001-05:00

*image eco gift wrap originally uploaded to flickr by tomate d'epingle February 2009

I have been very blessed over the last few months to be the recipient of other people's giveaways.

It is now time to give back.

While I'm away, please leave a comment on this post for a chance to win my giveaway.

This one is a surprise -- I'm not telling what it is. You'll have to trust me that it will be lovely.

I'll make the drawing for the winner on February 1st. A lovely way to start a new month.

A Little Break...

2010-01-18T22:34:00.000-05:00

Having a slow winter and things are getting away from me.

Time to take a little break from the computer to attend to business.

Remembered...Never Forgotten

2010-01-18T09:00:00.005-05:00

In the name of love...

In Our Own Backyard...

2010-01-17T10:54:00.003-05:00

*image "love thy neighbour" from art.com

This has been on my mind over the last week as we've moved forward from the actual earthquake itself, into rescue, relief and clean up in Haiti. As we know from other natural disasters such as the Tsunami in the Indian Ocean in 2004 that claimed over 300,000 people, to Hurricane Katrina and the damage done closer to home in Louisiana and Mississippi, the relief and clean up endeavours can take a great deal of time. There is an urge to "help" and do something that is immediate, and the rest of the caring world swings into action to give that relief. And then it stops and we move on. We've done our part and feel good about that.

Is it really "over"? No, not really. There are people in the Indian Ocean islands who will never recover what has been lost, who will struggle even more than they did before. Just as there are people in Louisiana and Mississippi who are worse off than they were before Katrina. Those who were existing below the poverty level in any country are always hardest hit when disaster strikes.

But this is not meant to be a social commentary ... as such. I'm thinking more in the vein of how quickly we look out towards others who are far away and yet we are often ignorant of or blind to the need that exists in our own backyards.

I'm not for one minute taking away the validity or the value of human kindness towards others and the doing, giving and sharing towards those who are in need this moment in Haiti. Not at all.

The other day I spoke about putting my own concerns and worries into perspective. I was talking about things that I cannot change or have no control over which are worthless to concern myself with in the first place. And how easily we fall into that in our daily lives until something much larger, with a much bigger impact makes us realize how blessed we really are.

There are, however, personal circumstances and situations that are valid and must be given attention. Anyone who is facing potential loss of income, or a house foreclosure, serious health issues that are affecting themselves or someone they love. Those are not trivial and while care and love and concern for others is there, it is not and must not be the focus. Our own trials, tribulations and disasters take precedence with our hearts and prayers going out to others. We give what we can within our means.

As the world turns it's attention in these next weeks and months towards Haiti, my heart goes out to others who have suffered in this world. Many of them in our own countries. Those who face daily trials and see no hope to a future -- they live below the poverty line, they are homeless, they might even be our nextdoor neighbour who has lost a family income, feeding the family from food banks and wondering how the next mortgage payment will be made.

Please, in all of our compassion and caring and sending money and aid, please remember this,

Love Thy Neighbour.

For every dollar you are sending to Haiti relief, why not match that donation to the Salvation Army or United Way programme in your own city?

If you haven't the funds to do that, remember to include those who live closest to you in your prayers for those in Haiti.

Putting Things Into Perspective

2010-01-15T10:24:00.000-05:00

Earlier this week I was struggling with my feelings on a particular subject. Something that had happened that had annoyed me, disappointed me and brought out my "mother bear" instincts. It was all about something I wanted for my child, because it was something that he wanted to happen for himself. And it didn't. Not because of something or anything he did or did not do. Simply because of someone else's (or a few someones) perspective, objectivity or subjectivity. And politics. And a few other variables that are not possible to control. I believe we all have days like this. Times when life hands something down and we react emotionally. Perhaps we try to make sense of something that cannot be made sense of. And waste precious, valuable time "worrying" or "stressing" about something that in fact is a non-issue.

Whenever something like this happens and one of my children is disappointed, I listen, we talk and I try to point out the value in the experience. Where can we find the lesson or the good points. How can we take those feelings and create a different outlook. Sometimes I need to do this with them to remind myself. Like "giving my head a shake" as one good friend is fond of saying.

My mind is filled with compassion, concern, worry and heartache over the crisis in Haiti. Seeing so much loss and destruction. And I've been thinking about Marion's comment from yesterday's post, about talking about situations like this with children...how to explain what is happening. Marion talked about Mr. Rogers and his recommendation to parents that we talk about hope and the good that others are doing in situations like this. So simple really. Where we put our focus. Not on "what happened" but "what we can do about it". It isn't only children who need to hear this -- we all do. How can we ever make sense of natural disasters like this? We might know why they happen scientifically but we need to make sense of things like this in our hearts. And it is by doing and hoping that we can achieve that.

Given everything that has happened this week, the tragedy that happens everywhere, every day to lesser or greater extents, it has helped me to put my own concerns into perspective. To realize the many blessings in my life and to once again give thanks as I ask for blessings for those who are so much less fortunate, especially in the aftermath of an earthquake where real terror and need will become apparent.

Making a Difference In the World...Won't You?

2010-01-14T08:29:00.000-05:00

*image originally uploaded to flickr by espressoDOM August 2008

We can all make a difference in this world.

Every single day we have the opportunity to do that.

I start every day with this as part of a prayer --

I ask to be blessed so that I can make a difference.

I never know how that difference will come about or what it will be.

I just open myself to the possibility.

By today, there isn't a single person in any civilized part of the world who hasn't heard about the destruction and devastation in Haiti.

Some of you will have already made your financial donations to help through the Red Cross in your own country, or perhaps through some other goodwill organization.
Perhaps you are still looking for somewhere that you can do something in a way that is right for you.

Yesterday I was reading Deryn Mentock's blog.

An incredible artist and a very faith based soul, Deryn immediately went into action when she read about the disaster in Haiti.

Please read this post of Deryn's.

Make a difference.

Please.

If you are unable to bid on this beautiful piece of jewelry, please make a donation through paypal.

*image from Deryn Mentock's blog and is not to be copied.

If you are unable help financially

then praying,

sending positive thoughts,

whatever it is you do,

please do it.

As Gandhi said:

"You must be the change you want to see in the world"

Comfort...

2010-01-13T10:28:00.000-05:00

It's a grey day

without sunshine

the sunshine

that feeds my soul

and warms me right through

It's a cold day

so I wear an extra sweater

and my furry slippers over socks on my feet

and turn the furnace up just a notch to take the chill out of the air

It's a perfect day to have my coffee in a bright yellow mug

the one that fits perfectly into my palms

and warms me like toast

or to create art using only yellow and orange

It's a perfect day to drink white tea flavoured with raspberry

and dream of the wonderfully healthy beverage

I'm sharing with my whole body

It's a perfect day to lose myself in a good book

this one that I'm reading right now seems fitting for the day

It's a perfect day to dream...

as I begin the new journey

with

Mondo Beyondo

Find your comfort where you can

You Are Loved...

2010-01-12T10:47:00.003-05:00

And it is so.

YOU

ARE

LOVED

How easy it is to forget that. Or to feel it and truly believe it.

Sometimes we need a friend to remind us. To share that love with us.

A friend to whisper those words and to send them winging their way to you for the times when you just need to hear their softness and their echo. To know that who you are is enough.

I was blessed with this message and these wings of love by my friend Christina. We haven't known one another very long, and yet there is a connection of spirit and soul and humour (she knows what I mean when I say I'm "facety"!) and love that flies back and forth.

This was part of my birthday gift from Christina and I will cherish it always. Made by artist Susanna Gordon who believes in spreading love through her Winged Messengers.

Christina shares her love through her blog, where it is a delight to be warmed and hugged by her words and her photography. A place to have your soul comforted and to rejoice in life.

We are all loved. We are all graced with the ability to give and to receive love. How blessed am I to know this and to have received such a heartfelt and heart warming gift.

Who will you tell today that they are loved? Will you look in the mirror, or simply wrap your arms around yourself and remind yourself that you are loved?

Meet Lynda Naranjo...

2010-01-11T10:00:00.000-05:00

Enter through this door into the world of photographer and fellow Canadian, Lynda Naranjo. I first met Lynda when she was writing her blog "Among the Hedgerows" and selling at etsy through her shop of the same name. Increasingly we were treated to more and more of Lynda's beautiful photography and at one point I remember asking when she was going to begin selling her beautiful work. "Sssshhh" was the response (I'm paraphrasing!), as Lynda let me in on the little secret that she was shifting gears and moving in the direction her heart was telling her to follow. Photography was her muse and it could no longer be ignored or denied.

I asked Lynda if she would grant me the pleasure of allowing me to interview her as part of my fresh start in this new year and she has graciously agreed. Please join us as we learn a little more about Lynda and her art.

♥

You started blogging and selling on etsy at Among the Hedgerows and then moved into the photography. When did you notice the shift in your focus as to where you wanted to concentrate and focus your artistic creativity?

When I opened “Among the Hedgerows” on Etsy, I planned to sell note cards featuring my photos along with vintage items (buttons, ephemera, etc.). A problem with printing the cards sent me in another direction (tags) but early last year, I realized that I wasn’t following my heart. Opening a new shop was a huge decision but I felt that I needed a new venue solely for my photography.

How long have you been interested in photography and what drew you to this form of art?

I’ve always wanted to paint but could never put on paper what I saw with my eyes. While studying Interior Design at college, I took a photography elective and fell in love with the camera. It took me over a dozen years before I followed that path but thanks to my camera and Photoshop, I’m finally “painting”!

What usually inspires or motivates your decision/desire to capture a particular photograph?

I love still life photography. That probably goes back to my interior design training, but I love to arrange vignettes and photograph them. My garden is another inspiration … especially my roses. Some days the light will shine through the window in a certain way and I just have to grab my camera.

Are there any designers and/or photographers who inspire your particular style of photography?

Toshi Otsuki from the old Victoria magazines. I still flip through these magazines when I’m looking for ideas and his style continues to inspire me. Michael Skott is another favourite and I’m constantly inspired by the amazing photographers on Flickr.

What kind of camera(s) do you use?

I’m a Canon girl and use a Canon Rebel XSi. My 50mm lens is my favourite.

Lynda Naranjo can be found on her photography blog, on her everyday life blog, From the Heart, on her website, flickr site, and her etsy shop.

Lynda is having a 25% off sale in her etsy shop during the month of January. Please take a moment to view more of her elegant and vibrant photography.

*please note that all photographs are the property of Lynda Naranjo. They are used here with her permission and are not to be copied.

Feeling Blue...

2010-01-10T18:17:00.000-05:00

*feeling blue originally uploaded to flickr by Grant Hamilton, July 2007

I'm feeling blue. Not sad, not depressed, perhaps a little melancholy and definitely blue. It's nothing unusual and nothing that will last. I've learned over the years that this January lethargy is quite the norm for me. I'm really not a winter person and find that I'm happiest when I'm cocooning and finding ways to pass the colder days without having to venture far.

I've learned and continue to learn to trust myself. To know how I function, how I roll, how I swing from side-to-side and rise up and down in moods and emotions. I didn't always know this. Knowing it now is a gift.

I'm reading M.J. Ryan's "Trusting Yourself" this weekend and it's making me nod my head repeatedly, in agreement and in affirmation. Sometimes in surprise about knowing what I didn't know I knew.

Sometimes you've just got to go with the flow and accept it all for what it is. And remember that no matter what kind of day it has been, it has been a good day because I was here. I can't be any more grateful than that.

Ready, zEtTi, Go....

2010-01-09T09:00:00.003-05:00

I'm having a little bit of fun creatively. After reading Caroline's post yesterday where she talks about "getting uncomfortable" and "breaking through", I felt a little "nudge". I knew something like this was brewing and percolating in my imagination because I have been so constantly drawn to art of this type in the last few months. And I realized it wasn't enough to just enjoy looking at what other people have created in this style and it was time for me to "break through" my own boundaries of what I see myself doing and just do what calls. I can't even begin to tell you how much fun this has been!

*zEtTi Girl art available at Bella ♥ Rennie - do not copy

There is what we "think" we are meant to be creating and then there is what we "are" meant to be creating. I realize that within my own creativity I've been holding myself back and creating from the place of "who I was" and "where I was" and hadn't realized that there had been a "shift". I noticed it in how I was starting to dress and the styles of clothing I was drawn to, but I hadn't yet made the connection to how this change was affecting my art. That isn't to say that I don't enjoy what I have been doing or dislike what I have been doing. I'm just realizing that there is a part of myself that I haven't opened the door for. Having done so, I feel an increased sense of delight and joy as I am designing, and creating. Having cracked the door, I eagerly anticipate what else is ready and waiting in the wings to shine through.

*zEtTi Girl art available at Bella ♥ Rennie - do not copy

Thanks for the nudge Caroline....now if I could just figure out all the details on this new camera of mine....

For more information about zettiology, please click here

Meet Mae Chevrette

2010-01-08T08:08:00.000-05:00

*image from Mae Chevrette's blog - do not copy.

Not long ago, while browsing around on etsy (one of my favourite pastimes), I came across the wonderful art of Mae Chevrette.

This young woman has an interesting and engaging style of both paintings and mixed media work. In her short time being open on etsy, Mae has already had 50 sales.

Mae also has a blog and she is having her first giveaway in conjunction with her birthday. Check out this artist's work and enter her giveaway...you have until this Sunday, January 10th. I could have kept this to myself, as I'd very much like to win some of Mae's art, but I'm all about sharing and giving and I like to spread the wealth!

It's Birth Days

2010-01-07T09:00:00.002-05:00

18 years ago today I was up bright and early, showered, and then wheeled into the operating room where my son was born, by a c-section shortly after 8 a.m. He had a head of curly dark hair and was so quiet, placid and easy going. He's come a long way in these 18 years, with many changes (especially the hair which fell out, came in blond and curly and is now light brown and kept short), and he has a long way yet to travel. Here's wishing his road is smooth and all the challenges he meets will be easily overcome.

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

And then there is my sweet friend Carolyn over in Leeds, England (whose birth I was not present for!) who is celebrating her birthday today. Carolyn is hostessing a virtual party and asked those who would be attending how they would dress, who they would be bringing as their date and what they would be gifting the birthday girl.

Since we're into the realms of fantasy here, I would of course be accompanied by Robert Downey Jr.

I will of course mention that this is a somewhat dressy affair and that as much as Carolyn might enjoy his physique, a shirt and tie usually go a long way to making a good first impression. And please, lose the cigarette. It does nothing for your style. Filthy habit!

Not only did he dress very nicely, he managed to grow a little facial hair very quickly. Virile men can do that I'm told!!

As for myself, I decided on something red, to brighten up the dull, dreary winter. This dress also complements Robert's tie so very well.

*with thanks to Jessica Alba for being my body double

I do hope Carolyn has the heating on as I've forgotten my wrap and my nylons...bare legs send such a draft up your skirt! The sacrifices we women make in order to be fashionable!

It's always polite to arrive at a party bearing gifts for the hostess so a bouquet of flowers is a lovely gesture,

and a bottle of bubbly puts guests in a festive mood. Robert won't be having any -- he's behaving himself these days.

A birthday isn't complete without cake, and this one a la Cath Kidston is perfect for Carolyn.

Before the party is over, Carolyn will certainly be opening her gifts. I truly hope she likes what we've chosen for her....

A little place we thought she might like for spending her summer weekends.

HaPpY BiRtHdAy CaRoLyN!!

*photo credits: both of Robert Downey Jr. from google; Jessica Alba's body from google; flowers from redribbongifts.co.uk; champagne from freefoto.com; cake from cakejournal.com; castle is caerphilly castle and is an istock photo from google.

The Beauty of Cath Kidston

2010-01-06T09:00:00.004-05:00

Many of my friends in the U.K. are fans of Cath Kidston. Then again, I'm sure many of my friends outside of the U.K. are Cath Kidston fans. Her fabrics are bright, bold, romantic and vintage. She evokes a feeling of warmth, love and creates that feeling of specialness in these fabrics which can be used in so many ways.

I've been reading through her book "Cath Kidston's in print, brilliant ideas for Using Vintage Fabrics in Your Home" and more than anything just salivating over the photographs. I'm not a sewer or a seamstress but I do love looking at beautiful patterns, colour and fabric and imagining how lovely it fits within a home. I don't necessarily have to be able to "make" it as much as enjoy it and I can always shop to find things that are made for those like me who are "needle challenged"!

This ironing table really caught my eye. I don't iron (as much as I don't sew!) but just looking at this photograph I can't help but think how beautiful something like this would be in a large laundry room...even if it was never used but only for display.

This linen cupboard is beautiful...and I could most certainly do this -- line the cupboards in fabric or perhaps wallpaper or patterned contact paper, and then add more beautiful fabric. An easy way to bring beauty into the home. My towels and linens are "old" and well used and how often do I think of replenishing and replacing these items? Perhaps when I'm having overnight guests and want to "impress". And I think...do I not deserve, does my family not deserve, to have beautiful linens and towels to use every day? Of course we do. January is "white sale" time...I think it's time to hit those sales!

*all photographs from Cath Kidston's "in print Brilliant Ideas for Using Vintage Fabrics in Your Home"

Valentine Love - From Valentine, Texas

2010-01-05T09:00:00.001-05:00

Brenda Seaholm-Wampler is a wonderful friend of mine from the great state of Texas. I love to visit her blog and we share some mighty fine laughter on facebook. When I was reading her blog yesterday Brenda was talking about Valentine Love and how to have your mail to that special someone or those special someones, postmarked from Valentine, Texas.

*photo from Brenda's blog, "Memories & Treasures"

This would be such a wonderful touch to whatever you decide you would like to send. How much fun for a young child in your life. This will not work for those of us who live outside the United States....the idea is to address and pre-stamp the card you are sending (requiring a U.S. postage stamp as it is being mailed from the United States), then enclose it in a larger envelope and mail it to:

Postmaster, Valentine, Texas 79854

I suppose if you live elsewhere (as I do) and know someone in the United States you could send the mail there first and ask them to attach the appropriate postage (offering to reimburse of course!).

It may seem "soon" to be talking about Valentine's Day but if this is something you would like to do, you'll need to giddy up and get organized now so there is plenty of time to have your love notes delivered by February 14th.

Thanks Brenda, for sharing such a unique and entertaining idea!

Random Rambling...

2010-01-04T10:02:00.003-05:00

As I sit here on this frigidly cold morning, sipping my cup of Starbucks decaf Christmas Blend coffee (the last of the bag), freshly pressed in my Bodum, I'm thinking about so many things, thoughts almost falling on top of one another. Top of the list of course is how cold I am, having already been outside in the -13 celsius temperatures (-20 with the wind chill...what exactly IS that anyway? We say "wind chill factor" like we know so much about it, like it's really going to make a huge heaping difference to just "how" cold it really is! We never used to refer to "wind chill factor" when I was a child -- it was just "x" temperature and that was that...no one cared how much colder it really was compared to what it said on the thermometer!) to drop family members at the places to which they must return today. I've shoveled the little bit of snow that was on the driveway (first time the shovel has touched the driveway this winter which is quite remarkable!) and though I was wearing gloves, the tips of my fingers are still cold. The hot mug is doing wonders.

As for these thoughts that are dropping like domino tiles...I realize how completely random I am being today. Might have something to do with regular routines of work and school resuming today. Or it might not.

I'm thinking about kindness...how we can't possibly be kind to others if we are not kind to ourselves. And that's a topic for another day. However, today I resolve to be very kind to myself by lathering on lots of extra moisturizer to quench my dry skin. I won't critique my hair today. I'm just going to like it as it is. If I eat one of those last cookies in the box, I will refrain from chastizing myself and calling myself some wretched name like "cow" or "fool" or "her fat highness". I will also not grab the roll of flab around my middle and jiggle it. I do that far too often!! If I do not venture back out into the cold and choose instead to savour the blessed, peaceful quiet of having this house all to myself today, I will not feel a "failure" or a "cheat" for not making the effort to take my buns of cinnamon to the gym to start back into my exercise programme.

I'm thinking about leftovers. I'm thinking about packing up Christmas, of the bareness of the rooms and the walls. I'm thinking of the boxes that are still here on the main floor of the house that have yet to make their way downstairs (I keep looking, but don't see any legs sprouting on the boxes that will carry them to their destination...maybe a second cup of coffee..). And from there they must still be packed away in the crawl space until next year. It's so hard to say "good bye". I'm thinking about how "bright" it all looked when the house was dressed up to the 9s in all it's fancy, glittery glory. And how past the first of January if left up, it begins to look a little tattered, shabby and disheveled, like a tart's boudoir in the daylight.

*image from google.com

I'm thinking about how forlorn and unappetizing those boxes of chocolates and cookies look by this point. When first opened, there are rows of choices...so much wealth and opulence. And how by this point in time, the boxes have been picked over, the best choices taken in the first round and all that is left is the fat kid with glasses and knobby knees still sitting in the box, waiting and waiting and hoping to be chosen at last. And how many times we take the last one or two and eat them "just because"...because they are sitting there and even if they look like Aunt Tilly's dried out, rock hard Christmas cake (the one she didn't make with rum or brandy because she probably drank it all while baking...which is why she has always been known as Silly Tilly...). And you know you've eaten Christmas cake after Christmas is over...you have, no hiding it (although you know you've eaten it secretly not wanting anyone to see). Even if we can't stand the taste, it's there, the last bit of the holidays. You actually think it might even taste "okay". But you're only fooling yourself. It still tastes like it would have tasted the first week of December. The stale factor adds a little flavour though I will admit. Desperation and boredom do the rest. There is nothing so sad as the party being "over" and picking at those leftovers because we are desperate to maintain the memory of how wonderful it all was. No one likes a "hanger on".

So I'm looking at those boxes and trying to decide if there is still one in there that I'd like to have "on my team" (which translates to on my hips) or if I'm just going to pluck up the courage and dump the lot in a garbage bag. Cleaning up means "cleaning out". I think it's the kindest thing to do.

Beautiful Art -- Generously Given

2010-01-03T10:55:00.005-05:00

Light flakes are falling, the wind is stirring them as they drift. It's certainly cold enough for snow and I wonder if this will accumulate to anything. We have yet had need to shovel anything this winter. No complaints...I'd be quite happy to pass these winter days without having to do that. What I do know is that it will be whatever it is going to be and no amount of my wishing or hoping won't change that. It really comes down to just accepting what happens as far as weather and making the best of it.

For those who like to create art journals, collages or mixed media art, I have found a few bloggers who are happy to share their graphics at no cost. There is a lot to be said for generosity of that type. If you are interested, please check out these blogs and let them know how much you appreciate what they do for other artists.

Marie-France Dalloz from Paris is simply known as "Marie's Freebies" where she shares some of the most beautiful images of all kinds.

Blanca from California offers her images individually and in collage format. Blanca's generosity can be found at Magic Moonlight Free Image

Julia Van Der Werf of the Netherlands is the artist behind Cemerony. Julia creates beautiful digital collages which she also sells (some of which are ideal for the art journaler) on etsy and is kind enough to share other work with artists on this blog which she calls "Cemerony Share"

Beth Neumann of Tattered Chic offers collage that is ideal for those who love shabby chic, vintage wallpaper and tattered edges to their work. Soft and romantic, I am a big fan of Beth's work. A seller on etsy who is very generous and amazing to work with (♥ thanks Beth!), Beth occassionally offers some her creations on her blog.

Please visit these generous women, view their work and visit their shops. It makes you stop and think doesn't it? What are you giving today?

Breakfast With Buddha...

2010-01-02T08:53:00.000-05:00

A cross country road trip from New York to North Dakota...a busy, married with children book editor makes the trip back to his parents' farm in North Dakota to settle their affairs, accompanied by a monk wearing a maroon robe.

An unlikely combination of travelling companions and yet it is a delight to watch how these two blend over their time spent together. Otto Ringling is a good man with bits of armour and mild anger that he has learned and developed throughout his life. Volya Rinpoche (RIN-po-shay) is a spiritual man who guides Otto towards his true self and his spirit centre.

The Rinpoche is wise and irritating but he is also a funny man and there are times that I laughed at the absurdity and at the genuine humour in this story and in Roland Merullo's brilliant telling of the tale.

The resistence to accepting our spiritual self is common. So many people do not or will not believe in what they can't see or can't "know". What they lack is the trust in themselves and the trust in something bigger.

The Rinpoche speaks a number of languages. When one obnoxious character asks him which languages he speaks and to say something to him in one of the languages, Rinpoche answers calmly and sincerely, "kindness is a language." How often we forget that.

The Best Is Yet To Come...

2010-01-01T09:30:00.005-05:00

I've always liked this song. My parents had many Tony Bennett albums which I remember listening to, and yes, singing along with. I was introduced to a wide variety of music and musicians as a child and teenager which I'm always grateful for. This rendition by Tony Bennett and Diana Krall is a lovely stylization.

Why choose this song today? True, it's a love ballad of sorts, but I think it's so brilliantly perfect for kicking off a new decade and the first page of a new calendar year..."the best is yet to come..." and why wouldn't that be so? It's what I believe every day -- the best is yet to come in so many ways. The thought fills me with hope and quenches my spirit.

Have you chosen a word to live by for the coming year? If not, not to worry. Perhaps this isn't something you feel comfortable doing. Perhaps it isn't for you. Not everything is right for every person and isn't that wonderful? But if you are thinking you'd like to do this but have been having difficulty settling on just one word, Christine Kane has offered a download which might help you to make this decision. Worth a peek if you are interested.

Are you grateful? Every day? This is a large part of my life, especially over the last few years. An appreciation and a gratitude for the large things, the small things, the in between things in my life. I'm grateful as well for many of things that I don't have. Rather than just "talk the talk" about gratitude, this year I've decided to make it a full intention. When I read Kim's post about this intention I knew it was something worthwhile that I wanted to add to my platter for the year. Might be something you are interested in as well. Again, worth a look if you are interested.

Putting the right foot forward, maintaining balance and beginning to take the steps towards whatever lies ahead. I'm excited and hopeful as I press out the crease in my new calendar and tack it up where I can see it's beauty every day.

*image from Stampington.com

Raising A Cup As One Calendar Closes and Another One Opens...

2009-12-31T09:33:00.001-05:00

long sleeved arm cuff purchased at KatWise on etsy

With wishes for a bright, prosperous and brilliant new year filled with every kind of promise that fills and overflows a cup of cheer. May you meet this coming year with purpose, courage, strength and hope for any and all challenges that come your way.

Not Through the Rear View Mirror...

2009-12-30T10:03:00.001-05:00

*image found on google.com

I've reached a point in my life where I am not particularly interested in looking backwards. I've learned that I can't change what has happened, although I can certainly learn from what has happened and carry that forward with me. I do use my rearview mirror when I drive so that I'm aware of what is coming up behind me, and yet I drive facing forward so that I can see where I am going. As I hope everyone does!! The point I'm making is that we don't travel very far or very well if we are only looking in the rear view mirror.

As each decade I have lived has passed, I used to think of it as "these 10 years" and not as "10 of 20 or 30", a group of numbers that continue. For some reason it seems we lump our lives into these decades...our twenties, our thirties, forties and so on. I've made a conscious effort to stop doing that. Which I know happened to me during this most recent decade. I want to think of all the years as a continuous flow, one just blending into another. I've never been hugely interested in New Year's Eve and all the hoopla about ringing out the old and bringing in the new. Makes me realize I've probably always felt this way about numbers of years just continuing without the demarcation of 10, 20, 30. If I had to highlight one aspect of this particular "decade" as being profound for me, it would be that of having had my eyes opened so that I was truly seeing and not just "looking" at life.

How much real change is there in the world? There is change in technology and advancement in how we live our lives, but is there any real change in people and events? It is people who need to change. How we think, what we believe in, how we live our lives with morals, values and ideals. I don't see a lot of that changing as we put an "x" through another decade. However, I do live with the hope that it will one day happen.

I'm not one for summarizing events..I could do it but wouldn't do it well. If you would like an interesting read about the first decade of this century, please read this post at "Awareness". Dana has written a most incredible essay that is well worth reading.

Fresh Start...

2009-12-29T17:39:00.000-05:00

There's a feeling of freshness and possibility brewing inside me. I can't put my finger on any one thing that is leading me to this feeling, but I'm embracing it and welcoming it and waiting to see what pebbles I'll pick up along the path.

A new look has been brewing within me for awhile. Time for more change. I purchased this template from Smitten Blog Designs a few weeks ago, knowing that it was "how" I wanted the face of my words to be presented. The cover if you will to whatever thoughts, discoveries and possibilities will be shared within these pages over the next few months.

Hopefully the new format, new design and new direction will be as pleasing to you as I expect it to be for me.

Looking Ahead

2009-12-28T13:56:00.002-05:00

Forgive me if my words seem to ramble or be a little incoherent. I started today with a wicked back spasm, the like of which I don't think I've ever had before. I've taken a couple of muscle relaxants and while they aren't completely relaxing the muscle, they seem to have relaxed everything else!!

I've started looking ahead to the new year. I'm finding it hard to say "2010" -- it seems almost sci fi to me in a "2001 Space Odyssey" sort of way! But the fact remains, here we are, entering the second decade of this century. I think of those I loved who are no longer here to see this occasion, and at the same time I gave thanks that I am, when four years ago I wondered if I would be.

What I'm looking at is not resolutions or promises to myself. I'm not talking about setting goals and dreams, though I will certainly have those. I'm talking more about the way in which I will choose to live this year, with what intention I will proceed.

Many of you who read this blog have already participated in these yearly events, of choosing a word that will be your talisman or beacon to help you live with that intention. I've seen this and I've admired it and thought it such a wonderful idea, yet I have never taken part. The idea has been planted though and begun to take root.

Last week Gina was talking about this and today Jakki was talking about it. The idea had begun to take shape after reading Gina's post and seeing Jakki's today was my reminder that I was going to do this.

Gina links to Lisa at Sacred Circle for her inspiration on this idea and Jakki to Ali Edwards for her inspiration. I think there may well be more who have initiated this idea and if you know of anyone, please leave a note in your comments.

Choosing a word isn't as easy as it seems it might be. I've given this a good deal of thought and decided that of all the ones I like, the word I will be living with and by for 2010 is:

SHARE

I wanted something that would encompass as much as possible in what I do, how I live, what I care about, and who I am. This one seems to be a good fit.

What word would you choose and will you take the challenge to find it within yourself to pledge a year to living within one word?

A Little Light...A Little Heavy...

2009-12-27T16:06:00.000-05:00

A late dinner last night and then the late showing of "Sherlock Holmes" was a lovely way to end the day. We all enjoyed the film (though youngest still says "Avatar" was the best movie he's seen in a long time), and it was quite in keeping with the way Conan Doyle has portrayed Holmes and Watson. It's been produced in such a way that you know sequels will be in the works! As long as Robert Downey Jr. continues as Holmes, I'm sure I'll keep watching!

Three of us are fighting colds here which is not unusual at this time of year. Plenty of sniffling, sneezing, and coughing going around. 'Tis the season to share your germs, fa la la la la, la la la la....

I did get a new camera for Christmas from the men in my life...this is it. I haven't done anything with it as yet...I'm still reading and familiarizing myself with it. It's a "mighty impressive" piece of equipment!!

I'm happily passing the time with reading (nothing new there!). I finished a nice light novel by Kristin Harmel called "Italian for Beginners" which was charming and delightful. A little travel, a little romance...

And something very "heavy", not just in content but in weight and number of pages...I mentioned this yesterday, but if you like historical novels that are well written and informative, Edward Rutherfurd's "New York" would be the one.

And for Christmas I was gifted this book by one of my sons...761 pages...I'm thoroughly looking forward to delving into and losing myself in this one!

Novels and films...a relaxing and enjoyable way to spend holiday time!

Happy Boxing Day

2009-12-26T14:18:00.001-05:00

The day after Christmas and all through the house could be heard snoring and snorting much louder than a mouse....

Hope everyone had an enjoyable holiday, no matter what you celebrate at this time of year.

Boxing Day in the old tradition was where the well to do gave gift boxes to their employees and household staff. A lovely tradition. But gone are those days.

It's still a statutory holiday here in Canada and it used to be a day when stores, businesses, services where shut up tighter than a drum. Now of course, things have changed. The malls and stores are open, early even, for big 50% - 70% off sales and we even had garbage collection this morning!! Merry Christmas to the sanitation engineers who will have made time and a half I'm sure!

Things are very quiet here today -- a perfect pj lounging kind of day -- it's dull and rainy outside so perfect to be indoors. Some are sleeping in, some are having naps, some are reading...I myself just finished reading Edward Rutherfurd's "New York" which was incredibly good...but long! 860 pages of incredibly tiny print!

The first game in the World Juniors Hockey tournament will be played this afternoon and my household will be glued to the television for that. Then we'll take in "Sherlock Holmes" at the cinema and grab a bite to eat.

Given that Boxing Day leads into the week of sales, I decided to have a Boxing Week Sale at Bella ♥ Rennie. Prices on all holiday items have been greatly reduced and there is still no shipping. Sale is in effect until midnight, December 31st.

Best of all, with online shopping you can stay in your pjs and not worry about having to battle any crowds!

Peace on Earth

2009-12-21T08:15:00.001-05:00

Wishing you all the joys of the season.

Please enjoy this selection of Christmas music if you like as a background while you bake, wrap gifts or enjoy time alone or with family and friends. I'll leave the music up until December 25th.

Taking a much needed break to enjoy my own Christmas celebrations.

That's What Christmas is All About...

2009-12-20T08:00:00.001-05:00

Differences...and Similarities

2009-12-19T08:30:00.002-05:00

How lovely...a post that begins with fibre!! I like to get things moving around here! But what I'm really talking about are the differences between Canada and the United States. True, there are differences between Canada and other countries as well, but Canada and the United States share the same land mass and given that, you might expect that things would be "the same", yet they aren't. Personally I think they've kept it different because we refused to allow them to make us one of their states!! We really let 'em have it in 1812!

Our spelling is different for one thing which you will notice in the above photographs. We spell fibre with the re at the end and Americans spell it with an er. We say programme and they say program. We say colour and they say color. And like that. We've stayed with the British spellings whereas after that fateful tea party, the Americans decided to switch it up and turn it around! Out with the old and in with the new.

But back to the fibre. Not only is the word spelled differently, the packaging is different. We have many similar products because U.S. companies have subsidiaries and divisions here in Canada. But all is not equal my friends. Weights are different (our litre is different from their gallon for example) and size is different. American products are bigger than their similar Canadian counterpart. As for "content"...well...here's a little story.

When I was in New Hampshire last month and having a field day in Target, I picked up a couple of boxes of the Fiber One bars. My doctor has told me that I am to eat fibre every day for my cholesterol and the nutritionist recommended that I have a bowl of Fibre One cereal each day. I can't always manage the cereal but now that we have the Fibre One bars in Canada I can have one of these as a snack and feel like I'm on track. I was excited to purchase the same product at the same price (even with the slight difference in the dollar...Canadian being slightly lower than the U.S. as usual) but with no sales tax. Kim told me that she found these "a little too much" for her but I scoffed and laughed saying, "oh I've had no trouble with these at all". Ahem. That was before I got them home and before I ate any and then before I compared the boxes. The lady knew of what she spoke!

Not only are these different in packaging, they are different in the fibre content. Check the photos please...Canadians get 20% of their daily fibre from one of these. Americans get a whopping 35% of their daily fiber from theirs. Trust me...that 15% makes a BIG DIFFERENCE!!! And why I wonder do the Americans NEED 35%??? Is there a message here??? I tell you, it gives a whole new meaning to the expression, "blow it out your..", well you get the idea...

This body wash that my sons like -- the one on the right is what I buy here...the one on the left is what I purchased in New Hampshire. Same product, but the one on the left was the same price as what I pay here and it is that much larger. As well, we can't even get the larger size here in Canada. Is this fair? Is this right? Who do I complain to???

I won't be complaining about the fibre -- trust me on that, nor will any of the people who live in this house!! You'd think an elephant had landed!!

Aside from our differences we do have many things in common and I give thanks for that!! As for differences, could anything have been more "different" than Bing and Bowie singing together? I still remember when this aired on television...it was quite the surprise. But they created beautiful music together by bridging that generational gap. And that...being able to bridge differences...is what creates the peace on earth.

Celebrate the Season...With Heart and Soul...

2009-12-18T08:59:00.003-05:00

My friend Yiota of Shells and Bells Flowers and Showers, in conjunction with her friend Scattering Lupines, is hostessing a bloggers Christmas Party today, to which I have been invited. The theme of the party is to share with others what warms your heart and soul at Christmas.

*image from rachael ray.com

There is nothing that puts me in the mood of Christmas quite like a cup of egg nog, generally with a shot of dark Jamaican rum, a dash of nutmeg on top and a cinnamon stick to blend it all together. Ambrosia!

Melt in your mouth shortbread is a must in this house. The only time of the year this delight is made is at Christmas. I'm not sure it would taste quite the same at any other time.

*image from how to make

Candy canes for the trees or sitting in a white mug or bowl add beautiful colour to Christmas decor. They're lovely to eat while watching Christmas movies or specials on tv and even when Christmas is over they are a lovely reminder of the holiday season...crushing any broken ones during Christmas weeks or after and adding them to a cup of hot tea is so refreshing!

A poinsettia or two (placed high up away from pets or small children...even something as beautiful as this plant can be fatal if ingested) adds colour and the gift of nature indoors. Pine cones and a tree...nature creates its own beauty for us to enjoy.

Candles are a must...singly and in groups as they lend a feeling of warmth, calm and peace throughout the house.

As for what, other than these necessities, warms my heart and soul at Christmas, I'm not sure I can capture everything ...it's a little like trying to catch a sunbeam! As I sit here, in this moment, this is what is on my mind...

children's concerts at school and watching them sing or perform

seeing paper chains that have been made by children's hands

the sound of a Salvation Army bell being rung and a bright red bucket

being able to drop some money into one of those buckets when I see one

so much music...to hum to, to sing along with, to simply sit quietly with

the smell of gingerbread

filling stockings on Christmas Eve

reading Clement Moore's "The Night Before Christmas"

hearing Linus' speech in "A Charlie Brown Christmas" because it is spoken with such honesty, purpose, love and solemn respect

shiny stars

holiday lights

old fashioned Santas

and angels...being heard on high

but if there is any one song that fills my heart and soul to brimful of bursting it would be this one...

I Wish, I Wish, I Wish....

2009-12-17T10:20:00.002-05:00

Wishes. And Dreams. And Hopes. What child has not made wishes whether it be on that first star seen at night, or plucking a dandelion and blowing the pods to make wishes for dreams to come true? How many birthday candles have been lit over the centuries with the wishes made as the candles are blown out -- and all candles needing to be blown out all at once for the wish to come true? How many still in our advancing years still make those wishes on birthday candles?

Where would we be if we had nothing to look forward to? Nothing to dream about or hope for. Or if you will, wish for? Do wishes come true?

I finished reading Noelle Oxenhandler's "A Year of Wishing" the other night and over the course of the few evenings it took me to read the book, I would spend some time, pondering Noelle's thoughts and experiences with wishing, and the thoughts and experiences of those she had come in contact with. I began to question some of my own thinking about wishing, or more precisely what to call what it is that I believe. I tend to vacillate on my choice of what I call experiences I have. Perhaps I'm just indecisive. More than that, I believe that I leave doors open. I have an opinion on something, but that doesn't mean it is written in stone and can't be changed.

One of the people that Ms. Oxenhandler was introduced to during this year of wishing had an interesting approach to wishing. Carole called it "putting it out there" and I found myself feeling connected to that idea. Putting an idea, a thought or a dream "out into the universe" to see it becomes reality. In truth, I've had these experiences throughout my life without ever taking particular notice or being mindful of them. I've trusted that all will be well, that what I have needed will come to me and I've projected that in some way. I'm not sure that I need to label it as such, but I do believe very deeply that if we project that desire, that wish if you will, that dream we would like to see fulfilled then we are putting ourselves on the path to making that possible. I'm not saying that you just sit back and wait for the riches or whatever it is you're desiring to fall into your lap. I'm saying that you project it as a reality that you wish to see come to fruition. That in putting yourself on that path you are opening many windows that will allow opportunities and experiences to come your way.

My mother often said to me to be careful what you wish for (and Ms. Oxenhandler touches on this as well). You'll know of course that I continued and still do, to put my hopes, dreams and wishes out into the universe. I can't imagine a time when I won't.

♥

I love this Christmas song and I love figure skating. I had visions of being a figure skater at one time, but I didn't wish for it...there is a difference. That was not my calling but it hasn't stopped me from enjoying others who can do this so beautifully. Like ballet on ice. I have one son who is a beautiful skater. He's never taken lessons other than when he was 4 in a learn to skate program where he ran on the ice..he didn't glide, he ran. We were concerned but only briefly when the young lady teaching the program reminded us of how difficult it is to run on skates and she said he'd be gliding in no time. He was and he continues to "run" on the ice. He's played hockey since he was 5 and while I love the game itself, more than anything I enjoy going to watch him create his own ballet on ice.

What are your wishes for this season?

It's Beginning to Look A Lot Like...

2009-12-16T08:45:00.000-05:00

You most likely thought the next part of this post would be "Christmas", however, in truth, it is "chaos".

We have a tree that has only half the lights on it as two of the strands are "done". There are boxes of ornaments sitting on the floor and the table waiting to be opened and poured through and then somehow magically transferred from those boxes to those branches once the lights are up. We have a gate outside that still requires one strand of lights...the light show "stops" as if it is half a thought...ah, all in good time! Somehow it always manages to come together.

To that end the other half has taken the day off work...oh, not specifically to finish doing the lights (though that will be done)...youngest son has a school hockey game and once a year his father likes to go and watch, which is lovely for me as it means I'm "off duty" and I've got the afternoon to do as I please (read...do as I need!). The first born will be home from University some time this afternoon now that exams are d.o.n.e. and he can relax. Which means mother needs to transform her art studio into a bedroom again. If I manage to get all this done before needing to leave here at 12:30 then I'll go to the game as well. I do love me some hockey.

First stop, before hitting Home Depot, or Lowe's or wherever we end up is a visit to this place, to purchase a gift for someone very special (and he already knows about this shop because he saw me talk about it on facebook!), and hopefully a chance to pop in to the shop next door to meet and say hello to this fabulous woman.

I'm waddling a little today..that's right, waddling, like a duck, or a rhinestone cowboy who's been in the saddle just a might too long. I went to my first cycle/spinning class yesterday...and I must say I loved it. I did well for my first time in the saddle, though my posterior is a little sore today. Those seats are NOT comfortable at all. Perhaps next time I'll pack a little extra padding!!

*image from google

The benefit to this spinning? I may not have gone far in miles but I'm hoping I worked off a little weight so that the shortbread cookies I've been eating aren't making an extra dent in the cellulite of my thighs. I'm a firm believer in you've got to have a little "give and take" in everything!

For those who might be interested, Beth has agreed to me sharing this very easy, simple recipe. One thing to keep in mind -- shortbread is best baked on a day that is not damp. I'm not sure if this is a truth or a fiction or an old wives tale. My Scottish grandmother firmly believed this as passed on to my mother who passed it on to me. Case in point -- it was quite damp the day I made this batch and they were very "crumbly" and hard to make into balls. I rest my case. If you make these -- enjoy to the fullest!

Quickie Shortbread

Preheat oven to 350 degrees

1 3/4 cups of flour

1/2 cup of icing sugar

1/4 tsp. of salt

1/4 tsp. of baking powder

1 cup of butter - creamed

Sift (or mix) dry ingredients into a bowl. Mix the butter into the dry mixture gradually at low speed with a mixer. When all the ingredients have blended together , mix at medium speed until fluffy.

Roll mixture into balls, place on a cookie sheet and flatten with a fork.

Bake for 10 minutes or until golden brown (please note the recipe says 5 or 10 minutes...both Beth and I have found that this requires 10 minutes or a little longer so watch the cookies closely).