Friday, October 30, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
- electricians will not use pink pens no matter how desperate they get...
- mother and daughter in shades of pink
- overexposed gerber daisy...speaks volumes...we are overexposed to so much that is not good!
- Divalicious Hair
- Shoe Uncertainty...which one...granddarling chooses to wear one of each
Some clever creators have come up with an unusual way to raise funds for breast cancer research using bras as a vehicle for ART...here is one link...there are tons of images at Google Images...just type in Bra Art Show!
It has been my pleasure to participate in "pink thoughts"
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
My back has been "out" and as an excuse I watched scary movies and "The Haunted History of Halloween" on the History channel. The show was a veritable feast of Halloween origins and traditions. I have always thought of Halloween as a time for friends and family to enjoy some fun and frivolity. Apparently, many think of Halloween as the "Devil's Day" and give it a more ominous meaning. I understand that much of the celebration has pagan beginnings...to each his own...something that I found deeply disturbing...was of a church that had a Hell House...wherein they showed sins and what would become of "sinners" if they partook in Halloween or the many other sins of the world...from the little portions that were shown on the program...if I were questioning my beliefs or a seeker...I would run away from this "christian" enterprise as if the devil himself were after me. The "Hell House" was freaky and not in a good way. I just didn't get it! The God I worship is a God of Love and Mercy and Charity. I am interested in what others think of Halloween...celebrate it or not?
My friend's mom was a wee bit more imaginative...love ya anyways MOM!!! Thanks for letting me wear your dress and make up!
Thursday, October 22, 2009
How to Be an Extreme Encourager
Many years ago, when I first shared my dream of being a songwriter with one of my best friends, she knitted her brows and said, "Huh?" I can't say I was deflated by all of the warnings that followed. After all, I had always been surrounded by this kind of "practical thinking." In fact, I probably shared my dream with her just so she'd talk me out of it. During this fumbling stumbling time in my life, I met a man who became an unlikely best friend and mentor. He was a brilliant jazz musician, and he could do pretty much anything on the computer. One night, after he performed at a local jazz club, we were walking towards my car. I told him my dream of being a songwriter. Without even blinking, he said, "Honey (he always called me Honey), you'd be a fabulous songwriter. That's perfect!" And he meant it. At that moment, I felt like I was falling into a soft clean bed. I had never experienced such direct and truthful encouragement without a single "practical" warning attached to it. This friend set me free by offering one simple thing: Encouragement. Fast forward many years and successes and failures later. I'm surrounded by encouragers. I'm sure there are doubters around. But they don't register anymore. Also, I have become an extreme encourager myself. I've observed extreme encouragers. I've also recognized some traits that they all have in common.
Here they are:
• An extreme encourager lives by example
The best encouragers are the ones who live it. Whether they're just getting started, or they're veteran risk-taking creativity-living wild-women - the encouragers are the ones who want a bigger life for themselves and are willing to "go there." This is why my jazz musician friend could simply offer encouragement when my other friend could not.
• An extreme encourager actively listens
Encouragers know that encouragement doesn't mean you just tell people to "buck up" or "get over it." They know how to listen. This means looking at the speaker, listening to her, setting agendas and judgments aside, and honoring the speaker as a wise soul.
• An extreme encourager avoids clichés
Avoiding clichés is actually a result of actively listening to someone. Being an extreme encourager doesn't mean that you blindly tell people "You can do it!" or "Let go of fear!" It's deeper than that. It's seeing the truth of the other person, especially when they cannot.
• An extreme encourager acknowledges the hooglie-booglies, but doesn't focus on them
We all have the hooglie-booglies. These are the voices that tell us we can't, or we shouldn't, or we'll fail, or we'll look stupid. An encourager doesn't focus on those voices because she knows they're trying to hook her. An encourager simply acknowledges that the voices are there and that you can't make them go away by arguing with them. An encourager knows that those voices aren't the truth. They only SEEM like the truth.
• An extreme encourager remembers that no one knows what's best for anyone else
An encourager knows that we are all wise and that sometimes we make choices that might not seem so wise. An extreme encourager calls out our deepest desires and then helps us see the thoughts and fears that hold us back.
• An extreme encourager accepts miracles, grace and mystery as the deeper truth
Extreme encouragers are often mystics of sorts. They know that the so-called "woo-woo" stuff is more real than the so-called "logical" stuff. They celebrate the divine as a simple fact of everyday existence and don't get caught up in the "prove it" mindset.
• An extreme encourager knows that you can develop the needed character traits as you go In other words, she knows you're ready now, even if you're not perfect yet!
I shudder when I read advice that discourages people from trying something because of character traits "required" in advance. "You shouldn't blog if you're not disciplined." "If you don't have focus, you can't be a writer." Most of the successful people I know developed these traits as they went. I certainly did. Encouragers understand the huge potential for growth in each human, especially when someone begins to follow her heart.
I'm grateful to the encouragers! And I'm grateful to be able to pass it on to others - either my friends, or to women in my retreats or my coaching clients! Who has given you the encouragement you needed in your life? And do you pass it on now?
Performer, songwriter, and creativity consultant Christine Kane publishes her 'LiveCreative' weekly ezine with more than 4,000 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.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
It was a busy, cold and wet weekend culminating in the joining of two hearts as one!
(My husband yelled Mazaltov after the speeches...I am not sure he knows what that means! The bride's sister tucked her dress in her PURPLE rainboots for the reception. It was cold and the ground was still very wet!)
So much joy...
coupled with anxiousness...a son in law in Afghanistan...we pray for his safety and well being...his wife and children miss him so much!
As my friend Kristi often closes...Peace Ya'll!!!
Thursday, October 15, 2009
I love to receive emails and to "talk" with friends on facebook...however more than that...I absolutely ADORE receiving cards and letters the old fashioned way through the United States Postal Service. I enjoy sending my own creations...cards and embellished letters and envelopes to my friends. Yolanda at Perfectly Imperfect made some suggestions for letter writing groups. I remained pen pals with a friend from Germany for over fifteen years...it was good fun. Alas, I do not write near as many cards and letters as I did in years past. If anyone is interested in exchanging cards or letters let me know in the comments section and we can work out the details!
My husband and I would write each other letters and notes...sometimes they would be silly like the ones written by a younger child such as do you like me...check yes, no, maybe...my husband writes the most heartfelt, sweet letters complete with pictures! My daughters and I kept a notebook that we wrote back and forth to each other...often containing very bad poetry and limericks. I find it very difficult to part with my notes and spent a greater part of an afternoon reading the very first cards, notes and letters written by my children...so sweet and now my grandchildren are "writing" and drawing pictures...too sweet.
I think of some of the letters written in days gone by...some published in books...some collected by family members...the day to day thoughts expressed so lovingly. It is definitely becoming a lost art. My Mother and Father wrote daily letters to each other when he was stationed in Viet Nam...often it would take weeks to receive them. On occasion Dad would write separate letters to my brothers and me instead of including a line in Mom' s letters. I remember the letters from Germany...the struggle to read a language in which I was quickly losing ground. Now it is a phone call...nice...I miss the letters.
To those suffering a devastating illness, a card or letter is most appreciated by most. I have received thank you notes for offering such a simple kindness. Each of us know someone that is suffering from physical illness, heartache or other grief...send them your thoughts...it is not always easy to say the right thing...if your heart is involved the message will be heard and deeply appreciated.
To my dear friends and family suffering the ravages of disease...I think of you and pray for you daily with a loving heart. Peace be with you.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Other thoughts for the day...
Tracie sent me five words to ponder and write about...piece of cake...right...right??? Without further ado...I present my words and my attempt to tie them in with pink thoughts as well.
- Flowers - I adore flowers, so much that apart from growing some...I frequently buy them for myself and others...I always parcel out a portion of money each week to have fresh flowers on my desk usually daisies, one of my favorites! Flowers are food for the soul!
- Taste - hmmm...I appreciated my sense of taste more when I lost it for a brief time...for whatever reason my body was off kilter and everything tasted of earth and metal. Now I can savor fresh fruit, crusty bread and pungent cheeses (lunch today) May you always be blessed with plenty of nourishment and that you are able to truly enjoy the flavors.
- Comfortable - Do you remember a time when looks were more important than comfort? Well my friends, comfort is QUEEN!!!! My clothing and shoes must feel good against my skin and feet. I adore freshly laundered cotton sheets and a lightweight cotton blanket. My dear friend losing all her hair to chemotherapy remarked that the hat I knitted of the softest yarn was perfect to wear to bed..."my poor little, bald head gets soooo cold" This also prompted a project to knit many, many hats for the Oncology clinics that those in need may have something of comfort to warm their heads and hearts.
- Work - I believe there is great joy in being able to work, whatever the job may be...employment away from home, the homecaring that must be done, the volunteer projects, the child rearing that can sometimes be a lot of W*O*R*K Great satisfaction is the reward for a job well done.
- Believe - my word for 2009...I believe that through the efforts of many we can bring about "the change we wish to see in the world" (paraphrased from Ghandi) I believe we are beloved children of a Most Heavenly Father who knows our every need and desire and has a great plan for each of us. I believe that most people are Good...sometimes we may have to look a little deeper however goodness is there. I believe that goodness can radiate outwards like a ripple in a pond and we each must be the pebble that brings it forth.
I wish you a beautiful day filled with beautiful thoughts. To my sisters still battling a relentless disease I offer you my prayers of courage, strength and comfort.
Monday, October 5, 2009
I don't know if I tell you often enough...you are fabulous, wonderful, beautiful, talented and funny...my grandchildren and son in law are lucky to have you!!! Love Ya Bunches, Mom
(I think M's hubby took the photos, I only took the first one one Christmas morning)
Thursday, October 1, 2009
My prayer for you is that you are self aware and that you too may spread a message of awareness and hope. We are one and yet one pebble thrown in a pond creates a ripple effect that goes on endlessly!
(illustrated ribbon courtesy of www.vermontteddybear.com/SellGroup/Breast-Can...)