Haiku My Heart Friday–The Lake

Mother Nature’s Child

Returns to the land of lake,

Loon, tree, moss, hawk, air.

Have a great weekend, Beautiful Ones !

Share the Joy Thursday–Kisses with tongue !

Our soundtrack to today’s Share the Joy “

Introducing

Summer Puppy Love

starring Miss Chica-leeka-leeka-lu.

(and some special guest appearances by yours truly, the kooky Queen of Arts)

And ACTION !

“Hey there, Lady. You are my kind of human. Super mushy and quick with a cookie.”

“Wanna take some time to sniff the flowers with me ?”, nudge, nudge, wink, wink.

“I wonder if she will really show up ?”

“Hark, I hear her now. Gotta play a little hard to get so she doesn’t think I am desperate.”

“Let her gaze into these big brown beauties for a bit…”

“I can tell by the look on her face she is ready.”

“Moving in with the stinky breath and big tongue on the cheek kisses!”

“She’s not moving away ! She likes me ! She really likes me !”

“I think she is a keeper !”

And SCENE !

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For more joy of all kinds, go and share at Meri’s Musings !

Chica and I will be taking our love on the road this weekend and heading here :

to the family cottage at Lac Bibitte.

More summer wonders for me. Loving it !!!

Hope your days are full of wonder too, Beautiful Ones.

Big Love !

This little shrine of mine…

One summer’s morning,

I built myself a shrine.

shrine  noun \ˈshrīn, especially Southern ˈsrīn\

Definition of SHRINE

1 a : a case, box, or receptacle; especially : one in which sacred relics (as the bones of a saint) are deposited b : a place in which devotion is paid to a saint or deity : sanctuary

An empty cigar box

that I filled with little gifts from the Universe.

Reminders of my own strengths

and of the love and support I have surrounding me.

A little space where I can show my big devotion to the the truth I have come to believe

whole-heart-ed-ly.

And that truth is,

that no matter how precarious life, and our foot hold in it, may seem,

Love it what will get us through.

Love is what we are here to do.

Love is the answer.

Happy Wednesday, Beautiful Ones !

Simple Woman’s Daybook : Monday, July 25, 2011

FOR TODAY
Outside my window...it is a perfect summer’s day – warm, dry, a nice breeze tickling the trees. Awesome !

I am thinking…a lot about my sisters, as they both begin the holidays this week. Natalie traveling to Vancouver with her man, Dave, and her son, Nathan. And Kristina taking her week at our cottage on Lac Bibitte with the kiddos and her hubby John.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(Natalie, Kristina and Me a few years back at the cottage)

I am thankful for...my loved ones, pink toenail polish, the weather this summer, and this gift of this day.

From the kitchen...time to make some Pasta Primavera – cubed summer tomatoes, chopped Spanish olives, basil, basil, basil, garlic, cubes of mozzarella cheese left to marinate on the counter all day and then spooned over hot linguine pasta…drooling and it’s only breakfast…

I am wearing...black leggings, a purple t-shirt, flip flops, my glasses and a bedhead hairdo.

I am creating...in my journal, on canvas, in my mind and it feels so good !

(art journal page from this am.)

I am going...to put together some orders from the Etsy shop and get them into the mail. Also need groceries kind  of desperately…

I am reading…”Something Blue” by Emily Griffin – the sequel to “Something Borrowed” which was just made into a cheesy chick flick with Ginnifer Goodwin and Kate Hudson. Pure summer trash.

I am hoping…that all the bridge trouble that the city of Montreal is having will be calmed down enough to make our upcoming trip up there relatively easy.

 I am praying for…a safe and easy flight for my sister across the country. Also for the hearts in mourning today, close to me and across the world in Norway.

I am hearing...the fan blowing in the window (yay, the AC is off for the day !) and the heat bugs a-humming outside.

Around the house...dust kangaroos are splayed all over the floors (How can 1 Yellow Lab have so much damn fur !!!!! ), my work table is covered in play stuff that needs to be put away, laundry needs doing and nary a house elf to be found !!!

One of my favorite things...the Rockwell Blade Runner saw that we bought this weekend – it just may be the saw that helps me get over my fear of electric saws for good !

A few plans for the rest of the week: Meditation Monday tonight, a Tuesday Artsy time at my friend Patti’s poolside paradise, Rock Painting to fulfill a few Montreal orders, and heading out to the hometown and our cottage next weekend. (Oh, and Katie will be there ! !)

Here are some pictures I am sharing…

I like taking pictures of my art work on the back deck beside my zinnias in pretty pots.

A few of my favorite pictures from last week’s visit with Suzanne in Biddeford Pool, Maine.

Suzy at the beach

A hearted sign…

The gorgeous rocks and waves a-crashing…

And my theme for the day :

Rock On, Beautiful Ones !

Happy Monday !

Share the Joy Thursday–To the Sea…

One of my greatest joys

and biggest blessings

is

living so close to the sea !

Off to enjoy some beachy perfection in Maine with friends.

And soak in the JOY !!!

Happy Thursday, Beautiful Ones !

Big, big love !

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for more joyous moments, head over to Meri’s Musings

“Let’s share starlight.”–An Artful Post

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"Let me peer out at the world
through your lens. (Maybe I'll shudder,
or gasp, or tilt my head in a question.)
Let me see how your blue
is my turquoise and my orange
is your gold. Suddenly binary
stars, we have startling
gravity. Let's compare
scintillation - let's share
starlight."
— Naomi Shihab Nye

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Happy Wednesday, Beautiful Ones !

(I have linked this post to the awesome Creative Everyday Challenge for this month – Blue. Visit there and you can see how others have taken up the challenge, inlcuding the awesome Leah Piken Kolidas)

The seed is planted…

Yesterday, I had a lesson that planted a beautiful seed within me.

When it was happening, I felt like I was wrong.

Like I was weak.

Like I was overly-sensitive, over-emotional, a cry-baby.

(Germinate – 6X6 canvas collage/paint – July 2011)

But you know what ?

As I came, through I realized that I am not weak, over-sensitive or over-emotional.

I have realized that I am compassionate, intensely loving, highly sensitive to the suffering of others, and empathetic.

I am a Sensitive.

Sensitives feel, see and know what others do not. This is your power and your gift to the world.

As a Sensitive you represent the future.

You will teach those who have closed down their hearts and who fight for power over others that there is another way to thrive.

You will teach collaboration as an alternative to competition.

You will demonstrate transparency and authenticity over concealment and deception.

You will embody compassion as an antidote to conflict.

You are the heroes, the teachers, the way-showers.

Your journey starts with self-acceptance, loving yourself exactly as you are and seeing your sensitivity for what it really is; a gift and tool of healing and transformation.

You are a teacher.

Your time is NOW.

You are the potential creator of what this planet is in desperate need of……..LOVE IN ACTION.

(Kimberly Jones – Energy Whisperer)

I am done seeing sensitivity as a weakness, in others or in my Self !

I know the power of Love and Compassion.

I am going to let it Shine, no matter where I am.

If that makes you feel a little uncomfortable, then maybe you need to look inward and examine your Loving Core to find out why.

I am pledging to myself and my world, that I will fiercely put Love into Action

wherever I can in this One Precious Life.

This seed is firmly planted.

Now just watch it grow !

Big, big Love to you, Beautiful Ones !

Wonderful, Silly, Sweet Love !

            

Hubby came home last night after a week away.

This morning, I got up and started singing my silly made-up song about “Super Chica”, to the tune of the Indiana Jones Theme Song.

“Super Chica, she’s a dog. Super Chica, she’s a daw..aw...awg.”

You know how it goes.

Anyway, he started laughing.

I grabbed him and gave him a big smooch and said:

“I am so glad you are home !

I finally have someone to laugh at my silly jokes again !”

Here’s to wonderful, silly, sweet, Kim & Dave Love !

Welcome home, my Best Friend, welcome home !