Tag: #writer

Practice the Always

Always holds big meaning to only have six letters.

I have a few things that I always do, like I’ll always drink in house cold brew, and always brush my teeth before leaving the house. If you don’t, you’ll run into someone you haven’t seen in years, and they’ll want to hug and stand around and laugh, so it’s best to have clean teeth.

I’m becoming more comfortable with empty spaces. What works for me is looking at an area full of stuff, and emptying it out completely. Wipe the surface down and only put back the meaningful. It’s funny but even after putting back what was meaningful one day, they begin to lose some of their meaning the next. I’m excited to see what our house looks like by the end of the year, or better yet, one year from now.

After framing some art and having a wall of it in my room, I removed one painting and put it in the kitchen where it belongs. That’s where it was originally, but I used it to fill an empty space. I’ve been looking at that empty space along my bedroom wall all week, and knew what I wanted to put there. It’s a page from a magazine that was in another frame, but I utilized that frame and laid this clipping aside.

When people see it, they scream, “Is that Justin Bieber?!!” He was just a kid in this photo, and you can’t see his face, but his name is underneath the quote. I have signs hanging throughout our home as reminders of what’s important, and this is of the utmost importance.

It says, “I always thank God for giving me this opportunity and blessing me with this talent.” ~ Justin Bieber

I bought a frame for it and filled in the empty space. This frame looked lighter in the store, so it’s probably going to be exchanged for another one, but it works for now. The word ‘always’ is what jumps out at me from this quote. We have all been given at least one gift and should be on the lookout for ample opportunity to use it. I’m guilty of not thanking God nearly enough for the opportunities He’s given me, but I’m willing to practice.

I see this photo as soon as I wake up in the morning, so at first light, let’s practice the always.

Queen of Everything

After posting The Writing Robe, I reached out to my friend Jordan, and asked if she had a robe from Honest Cotton that I could try. She had two robes, and invited me to stop in anytime to try them on. 💖

To walk into Jordan’s studio is a treat for the senses. There’s low vibe music softly playing, and the temperature of the room is just right. You can smell the aroma of essential oils being used, and it makes you want to stand there and inhale deeply. Jordan specializes in Chinese medicine and owns Common Thread Wellness down the street from my home.

I tried on the robe in a khaki color and it felt great, but had to try on the other one in ecru, which is a candlelight color. This pale color amused me envisioning the short amount of time it would last after an explosion from the coffee bar, or the first time I sit in something on the bench outside, or when any of our three pets brushed by while wearing it.

This robe is plenty long. I’m 5’9″, and it tickles my ankles. There’s so much fabric to it, I have to roll up the sleeves to type. I love slipping it on first thing in the morning, and have it hanging on a hook near an A/C vent. It’s like enveloping yourself in chilled gauze. Walking through the house I can feel it flowing along behind me.

Honest Cotton Robe

Years ago my daughter came home with this little metal sign as a gift for me. She handed it to me with a grin, and it’s one of my favorite things. It’s hanging from a lamp that sits on my desk, as a much needed reminder on those difficult days. It says, “Queen of Everything!”

Strolling from my desk to the window scanning the front yard, lining up tasks in my head, I give the robe a tug and feel it resting on my shoulders. This robe makes one feel like Queen of Everything.


The featured photo is Jordan’s dog in studio. The mantra for her business is – ‘Connecting the common thread between body + mind + spirit.’ It’s not only used for her business, but how she lives her life.

Feel the Music

Whenever my daughter wanted to lighten the mood, she would step into the room and belt out the ‘and I’ part of this song like a mini Whitney. Whitney Houston had a set of lungs like no other, and recorded this song for her movie, The Bodyguard, but it was written by Dolly Parton.

I watched, “Here I Am“, about Dolly Parton on Netflix. I find her to be such an interesting woman. She was one of the first women to make it big in country music, and wrote a song early in her career to set the record straight called, Dumb Blonde. Dolly never cared what other people thought about her and she created a persona larger than life.

Dolly was asked to be on the Porter Wagner show and that gave her exposure because there weren’t many TV shows in the early 70’s. When Dolly was ready to leave the show and move on to other ventures, she wrote this song as her way of saying farewell to Porter. He had stopped listening to her, but knew she could get through to him in song.

This clip is from the movie The Bodyguard, which is one of my many favorite movies. This recording caused an uproar by people claiming it was Whitney’s song, but Dolly said, “It is her record. It never sounded that way when I sang it, but it’s my song.” Whitney sang this song to fill in the movie soundtrack, but it far outlived the movie.

I believe one of the kindest forms of love is when we love someone with our whole heart, but have to let them go, and do so gracefully. Your paths cross, intertwine and split, with no bitterness, only love.

My hope for every soul who crossed my path is…

“I hope life treats you kind
And I hope you have all you’ve dreamed of
And I’m wishing you joy and happiness
But above all this, I wish you love”

Even though you’re no longer in my life…I will always love you.

Whitney Houston ~ I Will Always Love You

The Flower Cart

Lastnight, my daughter opened the backdoor and gasped. There was a Tarantula perched on the doorframe outside. I’ve seen them in stores, and know people have them as pets, but to see one that closeup was exciting to say the least. Then my daughter said, “They’ve always been out there. We’ve just never seen one until now.”


This morning, while it was cool and overcast, I spent some time cleaning up the yard. Just straightening things up, kind of like we do inside the house, but this was outdoors. I had sat the empty flower cart up against the fence for Winter, but it was time to pull it out. Even sitting empty it emanates character. It’s one of those vintage pieces you wish could talk and tell you where all it’s been.

I wanted to move it out into the yard, but didn’t know where. Then it was like God showed up beside me and pointed out a good place for it. I rolled it across the yard and positioned it in a barren spot covered in yesterday’s birdseed. Walking away I thought, “That’s a good place. The birds can use it as a perch while taking turns to eat the seed below,” and went on with my day.

I finished washing the dishes and stood by the kitchen window gazing at the flower cart. That’s when I noticed a Blue Jay sitting on the handle checking it out. He hopped down to the bed of the cart, and then onto the ground to eat some seed. It was exactly as I’d envisioned, but if I wouldn’t have taken that pause at the window, I would have missed seeing what God had planned all along.

Have faith there’s a plan, and God will use anything to show us. Today, He used the flower cart.


The feature photo is a notecard created by artist David Arms and you can view his work here.

Warrior

I received a letter from my friend Dawn over at Aging With Grace. Writing and receiving letters is one of my most favorite things in the world.

She noted the time of year, and thought about the flowers I’ve probably planted, but this year I planted very few. Actually, I bought my first giant bush! It’s a Bottlebrush bush that is well-known for attracting butterflies.

I planted it in front of the kitchen window so we’d have full view of every butterfly show. A few Monarch’s were fast to find it, and it’s a treat to get to watch them up close. My thrive or die philosophy hasn’t worked very well this year, because the few flowers I did plant are definitely not thriving. 😂

A month ago, I noticed some plants popping up near the arbor that I wrote about last year and you can see them here. These were not planted by me, so I don’t know how long they’ve been here, or who planted them, but they’ve multiplied since last year and filling in the empty space.

Maybe that’s the theme for this year, is simply giving the yard some space to fill in at it’s own pace. Looking out the kitchen window at the bottlebrush bush, I noticed a couple of plants from last year breaking through the dirt. I had no idea they would survive the cold and return.

Planting new flowers doesn’t inspire me this year, but the ones that survived the Winter and are making a coming back inspire me to no end!

Those are some kind of Warrior.

The Put Off’s

I took my dog to have his nails trimmed.

It’s one of those things I’ve been putting off, but then remembered saying that prayer. “Hey God. Open up a space one day this week to take him.” Friday morning, standing at the kitchen window, I knew it was the day.

I’ve been looking at those type things fondly called, ‘the put off’s’. During the winter months, I put off walking until evening, letting the day become as warm as possible. I’d put off waking up with the dawn, just to get a little more sleep. I’d put off meditating until I was fully awake, instead of taking advantage of that sweet spot where the brain isn’t alert and engaged.

Now mind you, I completed my intentions and morning ritual, but it felt like a wrestling match of putting it off, if only for a moment.

And then I decided to stop.

I woke up and sat up in bed before dawn. Drank my bottle of water and did a body scan. Moved to my desk for the Morning Pages, and then went for a walk. Yes, I had to bundle up, but this offered a chance to wear my favorite fuzzy scarf once more. Now I remember why I was so enamored with walking in the mornings, and taking in the new day as it’s coming to life.

All of my put off’s were small, but faithfulness in the small things, prepares us for bigger. This is me, putting a stop to the put off’s.


P.S. If you haven’t met Michelle GD, you need to. She’s a blogger here at WordPress and hosts a monthly workshop entitled, ‘The Quiet Page.’ I just signed up for April 20th, and would love to see you there.

P.S.S. Thank you Collette over at Wine to Water for recommending the app Abide. It’s a lovely part of my evening wind down ritual.