Thursday, August 27, 2009

You are a Peace of me and I am a Peace of you.

There is a boy named J.

And there is a girl named N.

They met one another in the December of 1979.

It was the boy named J, that asked the girl named N out on a date. After a one year courtship, the boy named J, asked the girl named N , if she would be his forever!

On August 28th, 1982, both of their hearts became one.

The boy named J and the girl named N, still go out on many many dates together. And it even has been known that the girl named N, has sometimes asked the boy named J out, this time around.

The boy named J and the girl named N, have created so many amazing memories since that day they promised forever. They created out of this, their two sons J and T. They have laughed and cried through all that life has thrown at them. May their hearts continue to always love one another's. Not only in this lifetime but in all the others there after.

Our life is so good!

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Peace in the Mirror.

"Your friend is the field where you sow with love and harvest with gratitude.

They are your home, your table. Even when they are silent, two hearts continue to talk to one another. When you leave them, do not suffer, for you will see the importance of your friendship all the better because of this absence. Just as a mountain climber sees the landscape around him better, than when he is far from the plains.

May you be able to share with your friends all that is good and pure of heart. Let them know and share not only all your joys but, of your immense sorrows too. Know that a friend is not by your side to help kill time. It is to enjoy this life in all it's fulfillments."
by, Kahil Gibran.

I was sent this by a friend that is so far from to be able to hug her for this. I wanted to acknowledge it in a huge way. I think this just about does it!

I find it beautiful and pure.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Peace in August!....No no I mean Autumn!



With the spectrum of warm colors that will cast against a September sky.

A harvest moon hanging in the black-drop heavens.

The shuffling along in the faded leaves, that are then turned back to Mother Natures compost.

The various sizes, shapes, and colors of pumpkins. Filling rows upon rows in the farmers fields for Jack-o-Lanterns and home greetings.

All the roadside stops along the byways, with their temptations and luring of "tricks or treats."

The wafting of aroma's, in the blends of nutmeg and cinnamon.

All the cool days and cold nights.

Staying under the blanket in the cold early mornings.

Escaping to a secret grove of God's true beauty. Trees standing tall and covered in fire and gold. All of the Ya-ya's very own.

Special tastes that only happen in the Autumn months.

Pie's and breads. Stews and soups.

Yankee and Gold Canyon
candles in all their "fall" scents.

A holiday set for giving thanks for the bounty's, that we are blessed to hold before us.

A soft lit fire where we sit and ponder this wacky and beautiful life. Where beloved pets curl up by and sleep with dreams of chasing rabbits.

The many sweater's, scarves, hat's, and mitten's, knitted by hand with love.


I do believe that I am going to have to go up in the attic this weekend.

It is obvious that I am in need of some "fall-fairiness."



Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Peace in the Moment.




I look towards places that can give me perspective!

I crave it and implement it as much as my mind and soul is capable of.

Be it discovered in a box of cards that a gift it was.


from words from a sister, who's life IS of true wisdom.


of the best friends who are soft places to turn to, for actions in wisdom.


of new best friends that arrived in your life at the moments you are in need of new perspectives in wisdom.


from looking upwards, in receiving the heavens above! Searching and listening for the whisper of wisdom that no book has yet been written of.


from the person that lights your life up blindingly, by being everything that you are and more. Just because you are loved.


by those that you admire in their living of their life and of their wisdom that they never speak of.

There are many that I personally draw from. These are but a few of my first turns.

I also seek it from other family and of course friends. From past experiences of my own of course, as well as, from those that are in my life and what they see and choose. A baby's eyes and the wisdom they can hold in their gaze upon our faces. A soldiers life upon returning back into the fold of their homeland. Nature and her cycle of life. Music.




It keeps us all real and can give us strength in what is seen to be ugly.