Little Messages

Whenever I ride in an elevator I really never look at my fellow passengers.

Nor does anyone really look at me either.

We stand with our faces looking at our feet

or we check our smart phones.

Really..  Anything to avoid eye contact

The elevator doors slide open and we all shuffle out.

Emerging from the underground parking, we hit the main level and go our own way.

 Today, the doors slid open and there stood a woman wih her back

to all of us.

She was admiring the tile wall that faces the bank

of doors.

I've walked by this wall numerous times and never really took pause.

Today I stopped.

I paused.

I was inspired by the obvious joy that she was experiencing.

Little messages

Free

there for the taking.

To brighten a day.

Its good to take pause.

PEACE

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Originally uploaded by Rain City Girl

It sits in my heart
It calms my being
It brings Joy
It soothes
It helps me breathe

PEACE

Chocolate

Ever met a Chocolate you didn't like?
Me either.

There is something about chocolates that

make for

s•w•e•e•t
This painting is for my friend Janice.
She's a Christmas baby give or take a couple of days.
We Christmas babies can easily get overlooked
and all smooshed in

with the holidays.
Not forgotten
really.
Our loved ones remember but ya know - its not the same as having the big fanfare, special day
during the
mid-year.
So, this is for Janice's day -
in celebration of her love of leopard shoes,
fashion and especially
chocolate dogs.
Happy Birthday, my friend.

Hope Less. Realize More.

 H•O•P•E

Ever really given this word consideration? 

I'm giving up HOPE - it's a good thing really.

Danielle LaPorte says it so perfectly. 

When you speak of hope - and this word lands out there in the universe.  What does it really say?

"Hope hangs out on the sidelines... just, you know, hoping. While expectation, optimism, and pragmatism are on the field playing the sport of life. Full on."

 I'm banning

HOPE

from my vocabulary - really. 

Instead of:

 "Gee, I HOPE I can make time for that". 

or

"I sure HOPE I get this done".

I'm trying to use positive action words - hero words.

"Gee, I want to make time for that, its important to me."

"I will get this done"

Point taken.

Reframe it - rethink it - resay it

"When you move beyond HOPE, you take responsibility" 

So with that said

I am chosing to lose HOPE.

Its not that easy.

I catch myself still hanging on to HOPE.

But really

I'm better off without it.

Read Danielle LaPorte's

HOPE less.  Realize More.

at

White Hot Truth

Double exposure fun

its raining
I'm playing with camera aps
Classic TOY2
has a lot of fun things to play with.
Double exposure will take one photo then click a second and put them together in one.
I've played a bit with this before and its fun to see what you end up with. For the photo above I took a pic of my book then of the scenery in front of me.
the Double Eye lens will take two photos also. However, it creates a diptych either horizontally or vertically depending on how you take the shot.
Have some fun and see what you can create

A Happy Note

"Today is Great

and

Tomorrow is Even Better"

I get these little notes of wholesome positive-ness

on my iPhone

every morning

thanks to Louise Hay

l•o•v•e

.Really.

What a way to start the day;

a

happy

note

I think of it as a

smile

from the universe.

Sometimes they seem to fit perfectly - like

I was sending some sort of vibe out

there that needed to be commented on.

Sometimes they are just really

nothing but pure happy random-ness.

But,

Either way

it makes me

•smile•

 

And that's a pretty fine

way to start

the day.

Out with the Girls

 

yesterday i was out with the girls

nice

we kicked around a flea market

shopped some

cute stores like City People on Sandpoint Way. gee, you want cool stocking stuffers thats the place to go

for sure

lunch, coffee, chat

spending time out with the girls is good for the soul

dont you think?

List-o-mania!

What's with the whole list thing anyway?

I have lists for every

thing

*sigh*

I write it down

whatever in the world "it" is.

TO DO

+

Grocery/Shopping

are my favorites.

Is it because I'm afraid I'll forget?

or, maybe I just like little scraps of paper around

with words on them.

I guess words have to land somewhere - why not on a list?

That way - the intent is there.

It is front and center and begging

in a way

to be

done

My favorite trick is to write something on the list that

I have just

accomplished.

Then, I get the rush of joy of immediately

Crossing it off.

Just because

it feels good to accomplish something

to be done

complete

finished.

and yes,

crossed

off.

Please

Please
Encaustic on birch panel
8x8

A Christmas Poem From the Dog


Eyeing hydrants, digging holes,


Drinking from the toilet bowls . . .






Playing games of "tug-o'-war,"


Putting scratch marks on your door . . .


Rolling over, playing dead,


Getting dog hair on your bed . . .






Scaring folks who bring the mail,


Chasing cars, as well as tail . . .






Barking, begging, heeling, howling,


And also, on occasion, growling . . .






Romping through a field of grass,


Sneezing, snoozing, passing gas . . .






Sniffing everything I see,


Peeing on the Christmas tree . . .






Woofing, wagging, chomping, chewing . . .


These are things I sure love doing!






(But I'll try not to do that tree thing . . .)






Happy Holidays!






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Lunch Date

I have a standing date with my Mom.  We go to out to lunch.  We try for once a week, but sometimes schedules don't mesh and it doesn't work out.  But, we try really hard to never miss.

Yesterday, we hit our favorite bakery in Olympia -

The Bread Peddler

Every morning they make beautiful artisan fresh breads and pastries, soups and sandwiches.

Mom and I ponder all the Delicious choices in the cases.

 

We were early enough that finding a seat wasn't hard. Its a great place to linger over lunch.

We ordered and chose our seat by the window.  The sun was streaming in and the atmosphere was warm.

 

We didn't have to wait too long before lunch arrived.

French onion soup for me and a delectable sandwich for Mom.  The bread was crusty goodness and the soup dripping with its cheesy topping. Soul food for the last day of November.

This is the final week for Photo Meditations with Susannah.  This week, we are focusing on telling a story with our photos.