Friday, February 24, 2017

Gratitude on Friday

Raindrops on roses
And whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Cream-colored ponies and crisp apple strudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells
And schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver-white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad
- Julie Andrews ( Sound of Music)

Here are a few of my favorite things from this week...

~ Deep belly laughs
~ long messy hair
~ missing teeth in little mouths (not to be confused with missing teeth in large mouths)

~ my new rice cooker (I've used it everyday for two weeks - life changing)
~ morning oatmeal
~ Buddha bowls (rice, your choice of bean or tofu, tons of veggies topped with siracha)

~ romaine hearts
~ sweet cherry tomatoes
~ creamy avacado
Do I talk about food too much? 

~ a bowl as  big as my head...waiting to be filled
~ cobalt blue
~ yiruma radio on Pandora
~ spices and sauces and soups oh my

~ brown rice, pintos, garbanzo, navy...and black 
~ variety
~ nourishing flavors 
~ Egyptian licorice tea

~ salads,
 crisp and green and tender
~ color, texture, fresh
~ the last sunlight of the day
~ city lights twinkling in the distance

~ minerals
~ earth
~ feeling the sun on my back as my foot steps on the shovel, then lifting up the black soil and tossing it it air, letting it breathe
~ the smell of earth
~ feeling connected to my husband, my children, my universe, my God, myself
~ my view from the deck
~ tops of trees, and their middles, and their base

~ bringing the outside in
~ shadow boxes with rocks ( just used gorilla glue...needed to use a little less - I didn't realize the glue expanded haha)
~ baskets of pinecones
~ my collection of sticks (I'll never grow up...never never never)

~ stacks of quilts
~ pottery filled with pebbles
~ books from the early 1900's (how many people have held these before me....where did they live...what did they add to the world? A garden? A child? Love?)
~ photo albums filled with the gifts of my life 

~ thrift store finds
~ vintage little golden books circa 1950
~ illustrations
~ adding history to my home

~ tiny indoor gardens
~ putting together something simple but something lovely
(I found this little planter at Marshalls and just added some dirt, tiny pebbles and artificial succulents)
~ glass ... I love glass
~ the sound of the rain, soft falling snow
~ seeing my littles learn
~ seeing them play
~seeing them work
~ just seeing them

~ my yoga arms using their own strength to become stronger, deep breaths,
meditating not on myself but on my Creator and the many gratitude's of my heart
~ beads
~ knuckles...i just love knuckles

What are a few of your favorite things from this week?
Happy Friday Friends

“Cultivate the habit of being grateful for every good thing that comes to you, and to give thanks continuously. And because all things have contributed to your advancement, you should include all things in your gratitude.” 
― Ralph Waldo Emerson

“Piglet noticed that even though he had a Very Small Heart, it could hold a rather large amount of Gratitude.” 
― A.A. MilneWinnie-the-Pooh

“If the only prayer you said was thank you, that would be enough.” 
― Meister Eckhart

Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good, for his steadfast love endures forever.
- Psalm 136:1

Saturday, February 18, 2017

The Present

I'm becoming addicted to the desert sun. 
I've told Zac for the last year that someday...I want to live on an island.
I want to walk barefoot,
skin dewy and hair windblown
along shores and feel the strength of the ocean.
I want to sift sand between my fingers,
the rush of wave sound crashing through my pores.
I want to plant bananas
eat coconut
live off mangoes. 
Mostly, I want to be close to the senses.

One can dream.

But then,
 what's so lovely about dreams is that we can have a portion of them in the present,
if we look and accept and become open,
we already can have our dreams.

I may not walk barefoot around the rockies,
but I can wear a sturdy sandal and still feel free.
The sun is just as bright here as it is on an island...
it's the same sun,

I already have what I want.

I may not grow bananas,
but I can grow up children,
beautiful little beauties full of golden goodness.
Maybe not from a tree, but my freezer is stocked with frozen fruit,
and at this moment, I have 6 bunches of spotted bananas on my counter.
My dreams are reality if I make them that.

When I crave a soft pink sunset,
I can clutch a bit of rose quartz,
stare into shimmery angles
and get lost in my mind and my memories.
I can remember the sunsets of yesterday...
so today I have them.

 I re potted my beloved snake plant this morning,
giving it a little scoop of earthworm castings and a nice long drink.
My hands were deep in dirt and microbes and botanical nutrients
and a little piece of my soul said
"You have what you want."

The air this morning was so still, the sky so blue that it felt like an early spring.
I was headed down to the garden when I found my two oldest boys in this position...
together, watching clouds...close to the earth, grounded.
My heart whispered
"You already have what you want."

In the garden, raised beds on either side of me, I worked.
I loosened soil and mixed in compost
preparing for the spring
helping the earth do what it does...
Did you know that under the ground is the beautiful connect microscopic world?
Have you seen pictures of the cells in earth? 

I wasn't able to be out there long...there wasn't much to do as it's still winter.
Closing the gate, knowing that it wasn't time to drop seeds into the soil,
walking away,
knowing there will be a time when the door is wide open
and I'll be surrounded by the miracle of plants.
I have a deep love for nature.
It's the connection, seeing how it all works together,
to create harmony.
I feel direct access to the One when I smell pine,
when I dig in the ground,
when I see a lady bug crawl or a bee hum,
I know He is there.
What's more is I know it's His art, His protection, His gift. 
When I smell the sun baking the earth, I smell Him. 
Maybe that's why I want to smell the salt air so badly...
because I want access to all parts of the Divine at all times. 
 I can wrap my arms around a tree and know without questions that it's powerful,
I feel Him.

I walked away from the garden 
knowing that I have exactly what I need.

It's been a perfect morning for me,
being deep in my thoughts, 
realizing that each moment of the day is mine.

Good things have come...
gifts of essential oils from a friend,
(am I the only one that feels like I own the earth when I'm holding a bottle of oil?)
bird song, and rolled oats topped with coconut and banana.

My children all played "castle" this morning while
I drank coffee and watched a beautiful documentary.
I love starting my day with inspiration.
 Sitting there for those 90 minutes,
my mind transported somewhere else yet my soul staying where I am
my heart having gratitude for who I am 
I realized that I'm the one who determines if the dream has come true.

It has.

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Fire Place Makeover / Quick Fix

As many of you know, our family was blessed with our first Colorado home (I can't believe it's been a year so far!)
It has plenty of room for our family of some.
It's a fixer upper and we have been slowly fixin'. 
I shared with you our kitchen update many months ago (click here to take a peek)
 and since then there hasn't been many changes because, well...fixing costs a pretty penny. 

One project that we really wanted to tackle was the fire place. 
We had a lot of ideas of what we would have liked to have done... my favorite being horizontally laid ship lap from the ground to the ceiling, with a rustic large mantel.
Then we thought of having beautiful stone laid...and then looked online at costs and scratched that off the list immediately.
 We wanted a fireplace makeover...not an extra mortgage.
As life would have, other costs started surfacing (mainly vehicle repairs) as is always the case when we plan what we want to do with our cash flow.
 Then, as Providence would have it, we came across the idea to just paint the tiles and the surrounding wood, just leaving the mantel as it is for now.

Hold forth.

Paint the wood?
 I know.
For all of you honey colored wood lovers (aka Wilson Phillips peeps and acid washed blue jean wearers) this seems a bit insane.
I ,on the other hand ,can not live with honey colored wood ... it hurts my head. 
No prejudice intended...I just prefer either natural pine or darker stains.
I'm a rustic modern lover meets Little House on the Prairie...with touches of bohemian and southwestern flare. I don't think there's really a name for my style.
Eccentric may be the word I'm looking for.

At first we tried white washing the wood and it was an epic failure. 
Instead of it being crisp white it turned out almost yellow.
Zac was busy rolling on paint and I just stood at the door stop and said rather sharply 
"this has to stop." 
I literally felt like the yellow tinged white was crawling up my head...that's how sharply it was effecting my senses. 

I told Zac that at this point I thought the best plan of action was just to take charcoal grey paint and cover all the wood and tile.  
"All of it ?" he questioned.
"Yep" I repeated "all of it."
So he did...and it was immediately 100 times better.

We used black rustoleum paint to cover the brass face.
  I think a fireplace makeover for about 30 dollars is pretty swell. answer a few questions you may have...
or maybe you don't. can paint tile. I wouldn't advise it as a lasting fix for an area that's going to be getting wet (like a shower.) But for a back splash or for the surround of a fireplace, we were reassured by the Home Depot man that it works great.
Yes, we do put a primer on the tile before painting it with our color. do not have to have heat resistant paint for a fireplace, just because doesn't get that hot. 
We've had our grey beauty now for over three months and thus chipping or bubbling or fumes. We may build a mantel eventually but really all we needed was to fix the 80's vibe in our living room ... and this solution accomplished that. 

Happy Wednesday friends

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Have a Green V Day

Today the world is living in pink ... I'm swimming in green.

It's not what you think.

No jealousy, envy, or greed just now.


Just lovely peaceful vibrant green.

Creamy avacado, silica induced cucumber
Hydrating ,nourishing green

Oxygen green

little birdie green

desert green,

woven yellow green
reed green
dried, brittle basket green

I need to be honest with myself...
I may have a small obsession ~ 
For me,
it's always about green.
There are times I can emjoy a little plum, a swatch of navy, and an accent of grey
but my heart beats stronger at the sight of trees
tangy limes
heavy metal ridding cilantro
hardy succulents

It may be pink out there,
but it's green in here.

Just for fun...

The colour green signifies nature, life, youth, safety and hope. Green is the second most favourite colour with blue being the first. Read the top facts about this colour.
Green represents ‘go’ in traffic signals, railway signals and ship signals. It is known as a safe colour worldwide which is why first-aid equipment is often green. Fire escape exit signs are green in most countries, although some are red.
Green is the colour used for night vision goggles because the human eye is most sensitive and able to distinguish the most shades in that colour.
The colour green is often used as a symbol of sickness, you’ll most likely have noticed this in cartoons; the character often has a green face when being sick.
In North American stock markets, green is used to indicate a rise in stock prices, however In East Asian stock markets, green indicates a drop in stock prices.
Green has long been a symbol of fertility and was once the preferred colour choice for wedding gowns in the 1400’s.
Before the 1950’s Santa’s suit was originally green until Coca-Cola bought him out and changed his suit to red.
In high schools in the United States during the 1960s, it was believed that if someone wore green on Thursdays, it meant that they were gay.
Green is the national colour of Ireland.
Green was a sacred colour to the Egyptians representing the hope and joy of spring. The floors of the temples were green.
Suicides dropped by 34% when London’s Blackfriar Bridge was painted green.
Kermit the Frog doesn’t find it easy bein’ green!

Sunday, February 12, 2017

Sky and Trees

All this time
The Sun never says to the Earth,

"You owe me."

What happens
With a love like that,
It lights the whole sky.” 
― Hafiz

Let's chase the stars my little one,
crunch the soil under our feet
arms wide open, twirl ... beneath the sun
it's warmth seeping into our hearts and minds.

Let's learn about the world around us 
not fitting into a box
nurturing our curiosity, 
taking chances,
not losing our creativity to knowledge.
Let's love learning my loves,
let's know who we are by what we gravitate towards.
Let's see value in differences

Let's lay on benches under trees...
and write.
Let's write about what we want and not be dictated to.
Let's draw pictures with stick men and big circle eyes
let's collect stories from our hearts and put them on paper
let's let the world be our classroom
See the hawk soaring? 
Hear the dogs barking? Why is there already a bumble bee buzzing in winter?
Notice the buds on the trees? Lets read about them.
Let's learn from our Creator.

Come on my babies, let's play with your daddy
Let's balance on trees,
climb the trees...
pick up sticks.

Let's bring our toys outside
Lemonade anyone?

“Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.” 
― John LubbockThe Use Of Life

“Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky.” 
― Kahlil GibranSand and Foam

Let's "be" my little baby
Let's learn to live instead of searching for a living

Let's feed our minds and souls and bodies with everything that is good
Everything that is whole
Everything that the One gave us in the very beginning to be perfect for us

Let's not live to impress others
but to love them.

“And like a colorful bloom of temporary lights in the sky, you will shine.” 
― Chad Sugg

If you feel so's a great Ted Talks about healing the body through food.

Thursday, February 9, 2017


Hello little friends, I'm not here to harm you...just to admire your care free spirit,
your hearty physique,
your preparedness.
I'm here to admire you wiggly noses and your bushy twitching tails...
I just like to be near you,
to notice you,
to be aware of your specialness.

Hello my blue eyed boy
I'm not here to bother you...not on purpose at least.
I'm here to love you,
to watch you,
to laugh with you.
I love your freckles and your soft pale pixie face
Your are my little Irish man... my new walking buddy.
I enjoyed are long ramble through the prairie lands today,
thank you for listening to me go on and on about the trees
thank you for listening to me talk about my love of the sun...
and smiling and really really listening.
You are my dear friend, my soul mate
I'm here just to be with you.

hello crystal,
lovely geode.
hello sparkles and joy in a cracked sphere
snow white and glittery and gorgeous
I'm here to hold you
to feel your weight.
Near the window I gently turn you left...slowly right, admiring the way you catch the sun
Through you, I can catch it too.
You are everything I want to be
Strong, delicate, pure, glittering from the inside out
I'm here to worship your Creator and the purpose you play here on earth...
to bring joy.
I'm here to treasure you.

Soft light...pretty work space...hello.
I'm here to work beneath your glow,
to cherish the moment of a "new day"
over and over and over again.
I'm here to be content with simple, with antique, with used.
I'm here to play while I work
I'm here to see the art of white wall, draped with good things...
and see the beauty.

Hello dusk dusting my garden
rest easy naked sleepy trees
rest easy empty boxes 
I'm here to hope for you
to dream of what you can become
to adore who you are right now, as you are
I'm here to adorn you with chimes,
to fill you with seeds and nutrients 
I'm here to give you a drink when the summer days are hot
I'm here to nurture you
to take your gifts and be thankful for them...
the shade, the dance of leaves, the garden plunder
I think I'm here to be thankful for you

I'm here to feed the squirrels...
the bunnies...
the butterflies.

I'm here to paint oceans,
someday...I hope...a sunrise.
I'm here to learn.

I'm here to kiss,
to dance,
to touch soft lips and brush long hair
to stare into eyes that need me.
I'm here to give
whatever I can...
to whoever I am.

I'm here to look across the room at my daughter writing...
and see a picture.
I'm here to see the world in pictures..

Thank you, oh thank you
Thank you, oh thank you
Thank you, oh thank you
Light of the World
Creator of Love
Giver of Peace

...that my purpose is so great, yet so simple

Thank you for giving me so many reasons to be here

  1. I come to the garden alone,
    While the dew is still on the roses,
    And the voice I hear falling on my ear
    The Son of God discloses.
    • And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
      And He tells me I am His own;
      And the joy we share as we tarry there,
      None other has ever known.
  2. He speaks, and the sound of His voice
    Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
    And the melody that He gave to me
    Within my heart is ringing.

And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.