~serendipity~: January 2012

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

i'm blue~

just when i thought life was good
it got even better...

"We'll make up our own guy with our own super powers,

it will be an orginal thing,

but people will be comfortable in that superhero world.

it can't be joke power,

becasue you can't sustain it.

we have a lot of rules you have to follow.

if its a joke power,

it's a joke one time and can't continue to be funny.

these have to be real powers..."

david zucker

i have discovered i have super powers.

but not as unique and special as i orginally thought

it seems there are other women
out there who behold the same powers

my discovery yesterday

i went to the bathroom
no worries i will try to limit the information here

took a shower

got dressed

went in the garage to put in a load a of laundry

"mama...i need you"

me: could you wait a minute please

"mama...really...i need you"

me: what is wrong

"the toilet seat is BLUE"

me: what...the toilet seat is blue

"ya...what did you do"

me: i did not do anything

"yes...yes you did...come look for yourself

i walked in the house
to the bathroom
to discover my bum and thigh print
ever so nicely outlined and colored
in a pale blue color on the toilet seat....

{INSERT MUCH LAUGHTER}

oh my goodness
what in the world
i reached for tissue and wiped the rim...nothing
i grabbed our cleaner and rag...nothing
it was not coming out

"mama...looks like you got smurf powers"

i go to computer to google

TOILET.SEAT.TURNING.BLUE

and become quite amused by

how many people have written questions or concerns

reguarding such this matter

1. I AM NOT PREGNANT...atleast 99.9999999999999999999% sure

2. I AM NOT GOING THROUGH MENOPAUSE....atleast 99.9999999999999% sure

3. I HAVE NOT CHANGED BODY SOAP...dr bronners

4. I HAVE NOT CHANGED LAUNDRY SOAP...homemade laundry soap

5. I HAVE NOT CHANGED CLEANERS...vinager~baking soda concoction

6. I AM NOT TAKING ANY MEDICATIONS

7. I CLEAN OUR TOILET EVERYDAY...NO JOKE...live with 3 boys...and sometimes more

8. LAST TIME I CHECKED...I AM A HUMAN...NOT SMURF...although it would be fun for a day or so

so where does this leave me

could a surge or drop in hormones
really cause one to radiate and seep
color from their pores

or

do i have some
wickedly cool super magical powers indeed

....could anyone else explain such...

Monday, January 30, 2012

where i am~

just a thought...

stumbled upon this today

and found it to fit perfectly

with what i am feeling within

yesterday was 1 year ago that i ended up in the hospital

the last year was one heck of a journey

one in which i would have never thought i'd venture down

but through all that had happened

i think it helped

shed light on

a new way of thinking

a different way of living

opened up doors i would not have reached for

uncovered & revealed

feelings that remained untouched or hidden

allowed me to explore

gave me time to delve deeper into my soul

so today i am thankful for the journey

that brought me to where i am today

midnight in the garden~

will you take a walk with me...

I often think

that the night is more alive

and more richly colored than the day.

Vincent Van Gogh

hellebore

hollyhock...nigra

petunia...black cat

tulips...queen of the night

columbine...black barlow

currant...consort black

iris...sambuca

aeonium...pinwheel

black mondo

nova elderberries

Scabiosa...Black Knight

all images found via google & pinterest

know you have a glimpse of the garden space

i am wishing to create

Sunday, January 29, 2012

acknowledging the good~

sunday morning...

and as for yesterday's 5 letter word

you ready

FUDGE

now tell me...tell me

does that make any good sense at all

or am i the one whos a wee bit off the wall

Saturday, January 28, 2012

no cheating~

hhhmmm...can you figure it out

no googling

i don't think

i would have ever

guessed this one

Friday, January 27, 2012

a six letter word~

our morning starts

with time together

in a circle

we are quiet

we are calm

we are peaceful

three candles are lit

to signify each present

our singing bowl is heard

eyes are closed

all are still

a verse said in unity

moving stretching yoga begins

affirmations and a lesson hearned

cards are created using one word

to carry through their day

a book of virtues comes into play

a closing verse leaves our mouths

and the candles are blown out

this happens before any lessons start for the day

Please

by...Alicia Aspinwall

Webster's defines our manners

as our

"morals shown in conduct."

good people stick to good manners,"

as this story from

a turn-of-the-century reader reminds us.

There was once a little word

named "Please,"

that lived in a small boy's mouth.

Pleases live in everybody's mouth,

though people often forget they are there.

Now, all Pleases, to be kept strong and happy,
should be taken out of the mouth very often,
so they can get air.

They are like little fish in a bowl, you know,

that come popping up to the top of the water to breathe.

The Please I am going to tell you about
lived in the mouth of a boy named Dick;
but only once in a long while
did it have a chance to get out.
For Dick, I am sorry to say, was a rude little boy;

he hardly ever remembered to say "Please."

"Give me some bread! I want some water!
Give me that book!"
that is the way he would ask for things.

His father and mother felt very bad about this.

And, as for the poor Please itself,
it would sit up on

the roof of the boy's mouth day after day,

hoping for a chance to get out.

It was growing weaker and weaker every day.

This boy Dick had a brother, John.

Now, John was older than Dick

he was almost ten;
and he was just as polite as Dick was rude.

So his Please had plenty of fresh air,
and was strong and happy.

One day at breakfast, Dick's Please felt
that he must have some fresh air,
even if he had to run away.

So out he ran out of Dick's mouth

and took a long breath.
Then he crept across the table

and jumped into John's mouth!

The Please-who-lived-there was very angry.

"Get out!" he cried. "You don't belong here!
This is my mouth!"

"I know it," replied Dick's Please.
"I live over there in that brother mouth.
But alas! I am not happy there.
I am never used.

I never get a breath of fresh air!
I thought you might be willing
to let me stay here for a day or so
until I felt stronger."

"Why, certainly," said the other Please, kindly.
"I understand. Stay, of course;
and when my master uses me,
we will both go out together.
He is kind, and I am sure
he would not mind saying 'Please' twice.
Stay, as long as you like."

That noon, at dinner,

John wanted some butter;
and this is what he said:

"Father, will you pass me the butter, please,please?"

"Certainly," said the father. "But why be so very polite?"

John did not answer.
He was turning to his mother, and said,

"Mother, will you give me a muffin, please,please?"

His mother laughed.

"You shall have the muffin, dear;

but why do you say 'please' twice?"

"I don't know," answered John.

"The words seem just to jump out, somehow.

Katie, please,please, some water!

"This time, John was almost frightened.

"Well, well," said his father,
"there is no harm done.

One can't be too 'pleasing' in this world."

All this time
little Dick had been calling,
"Give me an egg! I want some milk.
Give me a spoon!"
in the rude way he had.
But now he stopped
and listened to his brother.

He thought it would be fun
to try to talk like John;

so he began,

"Mother, will you give me a muffin, m-m-m-?"

He was trying to say "please";
but how could he?

He never guessed
that his own little Please

was sitting in John's mouth.

So he tried again, and asked for the butter.

"Mother, will you pass me the butter, m-m-m-?"

That was all he could say.

So it went on all day,
and everyone wondered
what was the matter with those two boys.
When night came, they were both so tired,
and Dick was so cross,
that their mother sent them to bed very early.

But the next morning,
no sooner had they sat down to breakfast
than Dick's Please ran home again.
He had had so much fresh air the day before
that now he was feeling quite strong and happy.
And the very next moment,
he had another airing; for Dick said,

"Father, will you cut my orange, please?"
Why! the word slipped out as easily as could be!
It sounded just as well as when John said it
John was saying only one "please" this morning.
And from that time on,
little Dick was just as polite as his brother.

http://www.enotalone.com/parenting/5505.html

after reading this story to my littles

one wee littlest one says

"i'm gonna talk like brother"

and funny thing is

this went on all throughout the day

PLEASE...was getting plenty of fresh air

and I even received a few words below

"uh...mama...you forgot to say PLEASE"

if i had only known this story would be the key

a gentle reminder

~to remember & use such word~

i would have read it long ago

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

http://chinese.horoscope.com/horoscope/chinesehoroscope/chinese-2012-horoscope-love.aspx?sign=8

The Year of the Water Dragon, January 23, 2012 to February 9, 2013, can help you make dreams come true. Dragon energy encourages you to be extra ambitious and determined to succeed. Teamwork helps you develop practical plans in any area of interest. You can do more cooperatively than you can alone.

The flowing nature of Water encourages good communication and extra sensitivity to the unspoken needs of others. Remember - all it takes to unleash your natural good luck is to be true to yourself. Don't compromise your personal integrity by taking the easy way out, especially in the month of June.

Horse in 2012 • Love • Family & Friends • Work • Money • Personalized

The year of the Dragon can be a romantic roller coaster ride for someone as changeable and headstrong as you. This is a lucky year to marry, if you do things right.

Relationships that are not built on a firm foundation will be shaken up. You may be your own worst enemy. Dominating a weaker or gentler person or allowing yourself to be tied down when you crave freedom blocks the flow of tender feelings and the growth of intimacy.

cozziest of cozy~

Do not follow the ideas of others,

but learn to listen to the voice within yourself.

Your body and mind will become clear

and you will realize the unity of all things.

Dogen

dark chocolatey warmth

crocheted and weaved

into the cozziest of cozy unity scarfs

i made this one with chunky yarn

and extra long in length

so it wraps around three times

the picture shows wrapped twice

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

during the fall & winter months

i crave

rice pudding

warmth & comfort

served in a bowl

this recipe above

is a one that has been passed down with love

but i kind of gave a new little twist

a habit of mine

something i always seem to do

1//2 cup jasmine rice

1/2 cup maple syrup

1 vanilla bean

slice down the length & scrap out the

Sunday, January 22, 2012

an ice affair~

People grow old

only by deserting their ideals

Macarthur had written.

Years may wrinkle the skin,

but to give up interest

wrinkles the soul.

you are as young as your faith,

as old as your doubt:

as young as your self confidence,

as old as your fear:

as young as your hope

as old as your despair.

In the central place of every heart

there is a recording chamber.

So long as it receives messages of

beauty, hope, cheer and courage

so long are you young.

When your heart is covered
with the snows of pessimism

and the icy of cynicism,

then

and then only,

are you grown old.

and then,

indeed as the ballad says,

you just fade away.

Douglas MacArthur

i simply could not resist

my mind & spirit
yearned for more

that day i could have stared for hours

mesmerized

i had been transported
to a world so far away from which i knew

a place i had always dreamed to see

this scene
i fantasized about
not once or twice
but countless times over

i fell in love that day

yes
my love
he did understand

he knew
and said with a chuckle

it will not be long

broken
your heart will be

for ever lasting is not for thee

well to his own dismay
i shall say he is wrong

i shall not agree

interminably
in my mind ice will reside

it's imprint has been made

this love will remain proctected
kept in a place
where no one can touch

a place where thoughts can not be taken
stolen from you

for no one can erase the mind of me

i shall refuse to ever say goodbye thee

for i know quite well the place it will always be

Saturday, January 21, 2012

i've seen fire...i've seen rain~

but

I.C.E

we had been wishin for snow
&
snow we got

in the days that followed
was something for each to truly behold

something

HAVE

NEVER EXPERIENCED

something

HAVE

NEVER EVER SEEN

an ice storm came through for a visit
encapturing the world around us

with such beauty

alas came the power

on and off

as of now
it is windy and raining

and slowly the exquisite beauty
is melting away

and yes
and if you hadn't guessed by now
all are warm and well
for our power came back on

People grow old

only by deserting their ideals, Macarthur had written.

Years may wrinkle the skin,

but to give up interest

wrinkles the soul.

you are as young as your faith,

as old as your doubt:

as young as your self confidence,

as old as your fear:

as young as your hope

as old as your despair.

In the central place of every heart

there is a recording chamber.

So long as it receives messages of

beauty, hope, cheer and courage

so long are you young.

When your heart is covered with the snows of pessimism

and the icy of cynicism,

then

and then only,

are you grown old.

and then,

indeed as the ballad says,

you just fade away.

Douglas MacArthur

Thursday, January 19, 2012

slippers this day~

up until last winter

i owned three pairs of socks

barefoot and fancy free

these three pairs of socks

i have had for 18 years

i kid you not

I DID NOT WEAR THEM

WANT THEM

quiet frankly

I DID NOT LIKE THEM

the only time these socks would see any light of day

or come out to play

is when we would

head for the snow and or mountains

other than that

that stayed

nicely tucked away

well all of those feeling changed quite quickly

in the winter days that followed

i kept getting colder and colder

and felt it right down to my bones

in the months after my little hospital adventure last year

"one" of the things i learned

is that i have been blessed with

RAYNAUD'S

to sum it up quite quickly

THE.COLDER.IT.GETS

THE.COLDER.I.GET

so this past year i have been knitting and crocheting

for the sake of my fingers and toes

I WEAR SOCKS AND SLIPPERS

yes indeedy

had i ever thought it could be

NO NOT AT ALL POSSIBLE

but i do have to say

like wearing socks and slippers this day

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

sometimes i wonder~

WHERE.DID.I.GO.WRONG

tis the middle of winter

and one wee little one

hops out of the car

and

STARTS WALKING WITHOUT HIS SHOES

mind you...laughing the whole way

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

under the trees~

take a long slow deep breath in

can you taste the cool crisp clean air

on the tip of your tongue

can you feel the snow

gently falling upon your skin

can you hear nothing

it is silent

serene

soothing

savor this moment

a sanctuary for thee

relish in your thoughts of now

for no words need be spoken

you are embraced by warmth

and love from me