Emma is loving art. I am so proud of her. :)
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Living with Empathy
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
the Creative Onion
I seem to be at a creative block...not sure why
I am hoping to get out of it soon
In recovery programs they use the onion as an example
work on one layer at a time
my life seems to be like this
one layer at a time
hopefully, the next layer will bring
my creative energy back....
it will, I think
it always does but
I never like waiting
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Happy Birthday Ellison Grace!!
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Painting
It can be strange at times
seeing in pictures
The one I see now
is a road
with a heart at
the beginning
but I dont' see
where the road
is leading
maybe I will
try to paint it
today
Saturday, August 15, 2009
The Newspaper
Here is where I find myself today...tired because i have been so busy, sad (for no apparent reason) and on the front of the living section in the Daily News Journal, which is the Murfreesboro newspaper.
So, my first inclination was, I am feeling sad (sometimes, I pick up other's sadness) so I need to write. Then, I remembered, the newpaper just out today. I wanted my blog to be an encouraging place for people who have become numb to life, people who are depressed...I thought I should not write anything but happy thoughts for a few days.
That is so not me. I love to write happy thoughts but only if they are real. I am thankful today, just not overly happy today. So, in order to be real with you friends, I have to admit to feeling a little down and there is not any ONE big issue that is bugging me.
Coming out of depression is a slow process. I am feeling MUCH better but I am a very sensitive person so it has it peaks and valleys with me.
I can't believe I almost fell for the "put on a fake front" thing. Just admitting the truth now. I feel better. LOL, really I do!
If you are a mom or anyone who struggles like I do...I hope you will leave a comment...it is an easier hill to climb once you know others are listening. I am glad God gave me a desire to try to find the real....
Friday, August 14, 2009
Why I Blog
I blog because for years I was numb. I tried unsuccessfully to be like everyone else. I tried to be the perfect parent and failed miserably.
I am not like everyone else. I see now though, that no one is like everyone else. We all have gifts and talents to share! There is no cookie cutter person. We are all made as unique individuals by a loving God who made us to use our gifts to help others. This is what I want to share and encourage other people to trust their gift. Self doubt haunted me for years and it keeps people from "letting go" . Once we let go of it, we can encourage others and accomplish much.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
The Gift of Flowers
There once was a garden where small flowers lived
They were happy and pretty
They wanted to give
They wondered aloud how their gifts were best used
They knew with their beauty they couldn't lose
They sat and watched as butterflies flew
and lighted on petals of orange and blue
the flowers were happy
but had more to give
they knew they were there to help others to live
Labels:
flowers,
giving,
helping,
photography,
sleep writing
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
My Life WITH Sleep
I finally had to be treated for insomnia. I had to bite the bullet and get on medication for a little while. It had been too long since I had slept. I was going crazy.
After a few days of sleep, I am a different person. I can accomplish more, I am much happier and I am ENJOYING my life. So, after a year of me writing about the importance of treating depression, I now see the importance of treating insomnia. The way sleep deprivation slowly started to ruin my happiness is scary.
I look forward to going to sleep now...I am a better mom too! My kids can tell a difference. Wow..I am thankful...:)
One step at a time...one issue at a time...on the journey...Thank you God!
Thursday, August 6, 2009
New Lessons
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Kinda Strange
I really thought I was over caring what others think of me
I thought I was confident in who I am and how God made me
I have never said I thought I was a good artist
I have never said my paintings were great
I paint from the heart
I paint what I see
sometimes just a message for someone
that comes to me
sometimes a painting to cheer a friend
So
today I met my dad for lunch
he said "what have you been doing"
and I said " painting " because
I was painting a peice of furniture for
the girls
not even a painting but he assumed...
He said "that is not really your thing"
I said "have you seen my paintings"
he said "yes on the internet"...
I thought I was wayyyy past
having my feelings hurt
but my feelings are hurt
I have been thinking all night
that maybe I shouldn't
burden anyone else with my
paintings since they suck....
hmmmmmm
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Understanding
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