Namaste-
Friday, December 27, 2013
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
JOY-"Love the one you're with."
I am lucky to have a great big loving family. Being an only child I INTENDED to have a big family!! There are some I can't be with in person this season so I will try to implement the words of this old rock song; I will love the ones I'm with!!!
Have a happy, ya'll,
Namaste-
Saturday, December 14, 2013
IN GOOD TIME
"The greatest way to live with honor in this world is to be what we pretend to be."
Spenser=WONDERLAND/Ace Atkins
I do miss Robert B. Parker, who will always be Spenser to me. As far as I know I have read every one of his books. He passed on his legacy to Ace Atkins who comes close enough to replacing Robert as anyone can I suppose.
But I still miss you Parker. And Jeremy Brett, my favorite Sherlock. And the actor who plays Morse in the old episodes, which we are re-watching now. The new Endeavor is not bad though!
To my heroes, I ask you to shine your light on my writing so that maybe, just maybe I will get published as well, before I come to meet you up there-
Namaste.
Spenser=WONDERLAND/Ace Atkins
I do miss Robert B. Parker, who will always be Spenser to me. As far as I know I have read every one of his books. He passed on his legacy to Ace Atkins who comes close enough to replacing Robert as anyone can I suppose.
But I still miss you Parker. And Jeremy Brett, my favorite Sherlock. And the actor who plays Morse in the old episodes, which we are re-watching now. The new Endeavor is not bad though!
To my heroes, I ask you to shine your light on my writing so that maybe, just maybe I will get published as well, before I come to meet you up there-
Namaste.
Monday, December 9, 2013
IN GOOD TIMES
I can remember wanting to make a life sized Santa Claus for some time now. I have gathered and dreamed and not gotten around to it. (nice for procrastinated)
This year I have opened boxes of Christmas goodies not seen in some time. Some were from Christmases we spent in Colorado and others had Christmas stockings I made in the seventies. Lot's of calicoes and checks. Paring down has been fun. My Boo has welcomed some things and the rest are destined for Good Willies.
As I found makings for a large doll, it came to me that I should make Mother Christmas. I couldn't call her Mrs. Santa. After all, we southern girls stopped being "Mrs." ourselves some decades ago when we requested The Daily Advertiser to publish our Christian names and our Surnames but not our husbands first names. Because of our active Homemakers club we were often in the paper and they graciously agreed. I add this side note because you, my children were too small to notice a difference and probably take it for granted today. We were cutting-edge-women back then!
Mother Christmas has come alive for me this year.
Her bodice is a lovely printed velvet I had intended to wear myself. Her skirt is lace with an overskirt of black and white check. Underneath is a hooped skirt probably once worn by a fancy Southern bell!
Her face is a re-fashioned Mardi Gras mask on piece of foundry mold. Eventually I might make her a "real" head but for now I am quite happy with the way she looks.
I hope you will also make your Christmas merry!
Namaste-
This year I have opened boxes of Christmas goodies not seen in some time. Some were from Christmases we spent in Colorado and others had Christmas stockings I made in the seventies. Lot's of calicoes and checks. Paring down has been fun. My Boo has welcomed some things and the rest are destined for Good Willies.
As I found makings for a large doll, it came to me that I should make Mother Christmas. I couldn't call her Mrs. Santa. After all, we southern girls stopped being "Mrs." ourselves some decades ago when we requested The Daily Advertiser to publish our Christian names and our Surnames but not our husbands first names. Because of our active Homemakers club we were often in the paper and they graciously agreed. I add this side note because you, my children were too small to notice a difference and probably take it for granted today. We were cutting-edge-women back then!
Mother Christmas has come alive for me this year.
Her bodice is a lovely printed velvet I had intended to wear myself. Her skirt is lace with an overskirt of black and white check. Underneath is a hooped skirt probably once worn by a fancy Southern bell!
Her face is a re-fashioned Mardi Gras mask on piece of foundry mold. Eventually I might make her a "real" head but for now I am quite happy with the way she looks.
I hope you will also make your Christmas merry!
Namaste-
Friday, December 6, 2013
IN GOOD TIME-Above the clouds
Recently I have watched two episodes on OWN TV in which Oprah interviews author Mark Nepo. I was totally entranced with his outlook on healing and life in general.
This past year I was given one of his books by a dear Colorado friend, entitled The Book of Awakening. I have since looked forward each morning to a bit of his seemingly unconventional wisdom. His perception of things has helped me open my eyes to new possibilities.
In the reading for December 5th, he mentions a hike in which he rose above the clouds,and into a whole new perspective. It resulted in a magical memory for me.
One year, while working at Rocky Mountain National Park, I was able to ride along with Law Enforcement ranger Lisa Hendy. It was a cold dreary day and I was glad to be enclosed in the warmth of her patrol vehicle.
As she drove up Trail Ridge Road, the highest continuous paved road in the United States, we were surrounded by fog. Suddenly we rose above the thick white denseness and were above the clouds. She parked and we got out and walked in sunlight! The visitors around us were as mesmerized as we were!
It was like a different world, clean and fresh and new.
Somewhere I have photos of us surrounded by clouds, and although I would love to see them again, I suspect I would prefer the crystalline images of my memory.
This past year I was given one of his books by a dear Colorado friend, entitled The Book of Awakening. I have since looked forward each morning to a bit of his seemingly unconventional wisdom. His perception of things has helped me open my eyes to new possibilities.
In the reading for December 5th, he mentions a hike in which he rose above the clouds,and into a whole new perspective. It resulted in a magical memory for me.
One year, while working at Rocky Mountain National Park, I was able to ride along with Law Enforcement ranger Lisa Hendy. It was a cold dreary day and I was glad to be enclosed in the warmth of her patrol vehicle.
As she drove up Trail Ridge Road, the highest continuous paved road in the United States, we were surrounded by fog. Suddenly we rose above the thick white denseness and were above the clouds. She parked and we got out and walked in sunlight! The visitors around us were as mesmerized as we were!
It was like a different world, clean and fresh and new.
Somewhere I have photos of us surrounded by clouds, and although I would love to see them again, I suspect I would prefer the crystalline images of my memory.
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