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Beauty lives all around us.
Category Archives: Inspiration
February 18, 2011Posted by on
February 13, 2011Posted by on
I have been pondering Mary Oliver’s instructions for living a life.
Instructions for living a life: pay attention, be astonished, tell about it.
— Mary Oliver
So when a friend posted this on Facebook, I took notice.
I am particularly drawn to:
– If you don’t like something, change it
– Open your heart to new things
– All emotions are beautiful
– Appreciate every bite
– Wear your passion
I believe that I have been given a life in abundance- Not just a life that can be wasted away in front of the TV but a life that was made for living and doing and being and creating and sharing. I live a passionate life- a life that I can choose. I have chosen my path to trod. My path is towards a beautiful tomorrow.
January 20, 2011Posted by on
When you’ve exhausted all possibilities, remember this—you haven’t.
*Robert H. Schuller*
I love dandelions. I’ve explained why before– to me they represent wishes- and wishes are really just secret scary dreams. The dreams that we are too afraid to admit. The ones we acknowledge only over birthday candles or shooting stars. The ones that someone might make fun of us for or tease us about. You know the dream you’ve been carrying.
By the time we reach adulthood and marriage, and we get sensible jobs and start doing the responsible thing, we have starved that dream. Maybe we tried once or twice. Perhaps we tried many times and this dream just didn’t come to be… and we gave up.
I had given up the dream of being an artist… having tried twice and failed…but I was recently inspired to try again.
Let’s chat friends. What dreams have you pretty much given up on… that maybe might just spring back into being if you just tried?
January 4, 2011Posted by on
Plan’s the man. I love a good plan around these parts- and boy, do I need a good one right about now.
This year is packed with many many commitments, some for work, some for university, some for personal and spiritual growth and others for the wellbeing of my little family and homestead. I’m excited for the growth this year will bring- but just a little terrified at the steps we are taking.
If I could boil my plan down to three simple words (thanks to Chris Brogan) they would have to be:
Love. Enjoy. Streamline.
First and foremost, this new year will be able being with those I love and care about. With so few hours in the day, I believe it is important to invest in those around you right now. Not on Saturday, not after the laundry, but right now. Sometimes that looks like a sister date. Sometimes it sounds like a phone call. But always, it focuses on love and blessings.
Saying ‘Yes’ to things instead of hunkering on the sofa to ‘relax’. Enjoy purposeful relaxation. Enjoy crafting and making beautiful things. Enjoy making mistakes. Enjoy trying something new and scary. Enjoy daily exercise.
Say yes to life and enjoy more beauty in everyday than in dreamland.
The consequences are fairly high. 🙂 That’s right. I went there.
When it comes down to it- there are a lot of things that happen to run a healthy household- even without children. And there are many things that we do that A. don’t benefit us or B. don’t bless those around us. Those things have got to go! Out with the clutter, in with the homemade bread. Out with the takeout and fast food, in with a clean kitchen ready for gourmet cooking (mac and cheese anyone?). I’ve got a plan to use less chemicals and more hot water. It is all about habits. Time to create some good ones.
I know, I know. These are not goals. They are not going to help me lose 10 pounds or give me a boost in my career. They will, however, give me the direction forward.
And going forward is so much better than staying put (and letting flies lie on my eye).
What words do you envision for life in 2011?
December 23, 2010Posted by on
When we moved into our home last year, we realised the previous owners had forgotten to plant plants in the flower beds. The flowerbeds became dirt beds.
I’ll let you in on a secret. I am not a gardener. Blame it on allergies or fear of the strange African insects, it doesn’t matter. Truth is, I avoid gardening outside at all costs.
My darling Hubs mows the lawn every week keeping the lawn nice and neat, and he does a great job keeping the trees and other plant life alive but those dirt beds are in bad shape. They are covered in weeds and malnourished dirt. Flowers? Nope. Living plants? Doubt it.
Sometimes I feel so frustrated that I am not a gardener who can whip out the spade and the trowel and dig and plant and water and life springs forth. But maybe this is a matter of perspective.
What do you see?
(Via Fibre Active)
Do you see weeds or wishes?
A little punk rock band from the early 2000s released this song that points to Dandelions as the proof of perspective. A little boy journeys into a field and collects little yellow dandelions for his mom. His mom sees loves in the weeds. Personally, I see Benadryl and a nap.
What weeds do you grumble about that maybe might be flowers with another perceptive? For me, it is literally the weeds in my garden. With a different perceptive, I can choose to see that life maybe lives in that soil after-all.
How are you choosing to view your ‘weeds’?
December 23, 2010Posted by on
The best things in life are nearest: Breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of right just before you. Then do not grasp at the stars, but do life’s plain, common work as it comes, certain that daily duties and daily bread are the sweetest things in life.
– Robert Louis Stevenson
Finding something lovely is not about finding happiness tomorrow. It is not about the glamour or glitter of extravagance. It is about looking at everyday and finding beauty.
Washing dishes after a long, sultry meal is beautiful. A sweet kiss from a rose cheeked child is beautiful. And art. Creating for art’s sake? That is beautiful too.
This morning, for me, it was an extra hour’s sleep before the telephone rang. An extra hours rest before a particularly busy day IS a beautiful thing.
Today, what have you enjoyed that was beautiful?