Friday, February 19, 2010
Spring, Spring, SPRING!!!
What a beautiful morning in the Pacific Northwest! The sun is shining and I am luxuriating in it's warmth through the window. MMMMMM. If I were a cat, I would join Monster and Ludo for a peaceful nap in the snug armchair. Outside, the daffodils are in bloom. Our neighbors are mowing their lawns. The smell is exhilarating! I love the fragrance that only comes with spring. And the BIRDS!!!! They have the sweetest and most relaxing songs! Although Spring is not my favorite time of year, there is no denying that I LOVE Spring!
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Dreams
The biggest adventure you can ever take is to live the life of your dreams.
~Oprah Winfrey
In my lifetime, I have had many dreams. Some I have been blessed to live. . . others I have been blessed to forget. Right now, I am living a dream that isn't quite what I thought it would be.
The dream: A cute little farm house with plenty of room for a garden, chickens, a couple of sheep, a llama, a milk cow, and maybe even a couple of horses--out in the country where we can still see the stars at night.
The reality: A very cute little farm house on 25 acres. Apple and pear trees, grape vines, black berries, and PLENTY of room for a huge garden. A huge three (and then some) car shop. An 18 stall horse barn with 120 sq. ft. arena, office, tack room, and hot water wash room. Lots of pasture space. And on a clear night, all the stars anyone could hope for.
The reality also comes with 13 horses currently residing at the horse barn. And boy are those horses a lot of work! They must be grained, fed, and turned out between 7 and 8 every morning. Thirteen stalls must be cleaned, waterers and feeders must be scrubbed, floors must be swept, buckets must be cleaned and refilled, pastures must be picked out, and water troughs must be washed. Horses need lunch by noon, then grained, fed and turned in by 5 every night. Since horses don't take a day off, neither do the girls (who do all the work themselves).
The work is quite physically demanding. But the girls still love it. Well, they LOVE the horses and although they don't get to ride, they are willing to do the work just to be around the horses. Unfortunately, hard work isn't enough. The girls must also try to please the horse owners. That can be tricky.
Additionally, the barn and pastures must be maintained. Water pipes repaired, holes patched, boards replaced, fences mended, and the list goes on and on.
So, this dream didn't turn out like I thought it would. I am thankful for what I have, though. I am learning so much about my family and myself. In the end, life is the real adventure afterall.
~Oprah Winfrey
In my lifetime, I have had many dreams. Some I have been blessed to live. . . others I have been blessed to forget. Right now, I am living a dream that isn't quite what I thought it would be.
The dream: A cute little farm house with plenty of room for a garden, chickens, a couple of sheep, a llama, a milk cow, and maybe even a couple of horses--out in the country where we can still see the stars at night.
The reality: A very cute little farm house on 25 acres. Apple and pear trees, grape vines, black berries, and PLENTY of room for a huge garden. A huge three (and then some) car shop. An 18 stall horse barn with 120 sq. ft. arena, office, tack room, and hot water wash room. Lots of pasture space. And on a clear night, all the stars anyone could hope for.
The reality also comes with 13 horses currently residing at the horse barn. And boy are those horses a lot of work! They must be grained, fed, and turned out between 7 and 8 every morning. Thirteen stalls must be cleaned, waterers and feeders must be scrubbed, floors must be swept, buckets must be cleaned and refilled, pastures must be picked out, and water troughs must be washed. Horses need lunch by noon, then grained, fed and turned in by 5 every night. Since horses don't take a day off, neither do the girls (who do all the work themselves).
The work is quite physically demanding. But the girls still love it. Well, they LOVE the horses and although they don't get to ride, they are willing to do the work just to be around the horses. Unfortunately, hard work isn't enough. The girls must also try to please the horse owners. That can be tricky.
Additionally, the barn and pastures must be maintained. Water pipes repaired, holes patched, boards replaced, fences mended, and the list goes on and on.
So, this dream didn't turn out like I thought it would. I am thankful for what I have, though. I am learning so much about my family and myself. In the end, life is the real adventure afterall.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
A grey and rainy day
I love rain as a general rule, but today everything just feels grey and rainy. This must mean that I need to do service for someone. But what can I do? Who needs me to do something for them today? Time to pray and ASK.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Reflections
Hmmm, it has been awhile since I last posted on my very own blog. I have been through some rare moods over the past week. But today, I am simply thoughtful . . . as the music probably reflects. I am not trying to find myself or anything like that. I truly believe that I am whoever I decide to be. Sometimes I lose sight of that and get sidetracked. The hustle and bustle of daily life covers up the calm and reflective side of me. I get so busy, I forget to take time for the deeper thoughts that keep me in balance. Music is such a big part of finding my balance. I need to remember to make time each day to close my eyes, inhale, and just be.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Grumpy
Yes, it is true. I'm afraid I have a case of the grumps. Not to worry, it isn't anythig a nice nap, plenty of water and a walk in the sunshine won't be able to cure! The nap is only about 2 hours away (if I can get Jamie to DO her school work), water is at my fingertips as I type. . . . AAAAHHH so refreshing, and Nichole will take me for my walk just as soon as she finishes up with her school work (which will be after it warms up a bit). I feel better already! Now I am going to try an experiment. . . . I am going to smile in spite of my self.
Yes, smiling definitely helps, but it was more effective when I shared it with Rachelle. Then the smile actually reached down the sides and gave my heart a little tickle. Now, let's see. . . what will happen if I share it some more?
Well, Nichole waved at me with a curious little smile of her own, and Marissa's smile said something like, "Do you need me to do something?" In any event, they both smiled and now I fear I am no longer Grumpy. I think today, I shall be Happy! Well, Happy with just a touch of Sleepy.
Yes, smiling definitely helps, but it was more effective when I shared it with Rachelle. Then the smile actually reached down the sides and gave my heart a little tickle. Now, let's see. . . what will happen if I share it some more?
Well, Nichole waved at me with a curious little smile of her own, and Marissa's smile said something like, "Do you need me to do something?" In any event, they both smiled and now I fear I am no longer Grumpy. I think today, I shall be Happy! Well, Happy with just a touch of Sleepy.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Sunlight
A little ray of sunlight has fallen on my floor
And splashed across the puppy
And stirred up quite a snore.
A little ray of sunlight has found an empty space
To twist and dance and shimmer
And dust warmth upon my face.
A little ray of sunlight has somehow found a way
To touch my heart with gladness
And to brighten up my day!
And splashed across the puppy
And stirred up quite a snore.
A little ray of sunlight has found an empty space
To twist and dance and shimmer
And dust warmth upon my face.
A little ray of sunlight has somehow found a way
To touch my heart with gladness
And to brighten up my day!
Friday, February 13, 2009
Discombobulated. . . .
Have you ever woken up in the Twilight Zone? It happened to me yesterday.
I have been battling what my friends call "the crud" for several days now. You know--sniffling, sneezing, coughing, and wishing there was Nyquil somewhere in the house. I spent the first half of the day in a fog. Seminary, breakfast, school with Jamie are all hazy in my memory. I do recall that at some point, one of the girls pointed out that Valentine's Day was on Saturday and suggested that we have some sort of party in Seminary on Friday. The more I thought about it, the more I liked that idea since I really do love my Seminary students. But, those thoughts had to be put on the back burner because all that sneezing was making my eyes water and I looked and felt rather like I had gone a few rounds in a boxing match. By noon, I realized that I needed a nap, and I needed one fast!
So it was off la-la land to catch some z's. I slept hard for two hours. What woke me up? I don't even remember waking up. Just some vague thought that Rob should be in bed by now, and where was he? Where was he indeed? That question just built up in my mind until it demanded an answer. Where was Rob? Had he fallen asleep on the couch? Was he still working at the computer? I supposed I should get up and encourage him to come to bed. But once I was standing beside my bed, I couldn't remember why I had gotten out of bed. I glanced at the clock (I am a very time concious person) and discovered that it was only 2:00. I sighed in relief that I wouldn't have to get up for Seminary for another 2 1/2 hours, then discovered that daylight was streaming in around the window shade! I looked from the clock to the window several times, not fully understanding what the daylight could mean, when suddenly it dawned on me. . . I had completely missed Seminary!!! Oh, how could this have happened? Why hadn't anyone come to wake me up? Who had taught the lesson? And what about the party? Just as I was about to pass out from the hysteria building up in my heart, I realized that it was still Thursday, and I had just woken up from a very deep nap. Rob was still at work (as well he should be) and Seminary wasn't for another 16 hours yet. I did what any sensible person would do, and went back to bed for another 2 hours. Happily, when I awoke at 4:00, I was completely refreshed, and only distantly wondered if Rob had gotten a good night's rest too.
I have been battling what my friends call "the crud" for several days now. You know--sniffling, sneezing, coughing, and wishing there was Nyquil somewhere in the house. I spent the first half of the day in a fog. Seminary, breakfast, school with Jamie are all hazy in my memory. I do recall that at some point, one of the girls pointed out that Valentine's Day was on Saturday and suggested that we have some sort of party in Seminary on Friday. The more I thought about it, the more I liked that idea since I really do love my Seminary students. But, those thoughts had to be put on the back burner because all that sneezing was making my eyes water and I looked and felt rather like I had gone a few rounds in a boxing match. By noon, I realized that I needed a nap, and I needed one fast!
So it was off la-la land to catch some z's. I slept hard for two hours. What woke me up? I don't even remember waking up. Just some vague thought that Rob should be in bed by now, and where was he? Where was he indeed? That question just built up in my mind until it demanded an answer. Where was Rob? Had he fallen asleep on the couch? Was he still working at the computer? I supposed I should get up and encourage him to come to bed. But once I was standing beside my bed, I couldn't remember why I had gotten out of bed. I glanced at the clock (I am a very time concious person) and discovered that it was only 2:00. I sighed in relief that I wouldn't have to get up for Seminary for another 2 1/2 hours, then discovered that daylight was streaming in around the window shade! I looked from the clock to the window several times, not fully understanding what the daylight could mean, when suddenly it dawned on me. . . I had completely missed Seminary!!! Oh, how could this have happened? Why hadn't anyone come to wake me up? Who had taught the lesson? And what about the party? Just as I was about to pass out from the hysteria building up in my heart, I realized that it was still Thursday, and I had just woken up from a very deep nap. Rob was still at work (as well he should be) and Seminary wasn't for another 16 hours yet. I did what any sensible person would do, and went back to bed for another 2 hours. Happily, when I awoke at 4:00, I was completely refreshed, and only distantly wondered if Rob had gotten a good night's rest too.
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