Sorry about this image-okay I’m not, I just wanted to get your attention. Did I? Gosh I hope so.
I felt a bit eerie as I wandered to the back of an old graveyard so I could take this image. The sky was dark and a storm was coming- it was just like something out of a movie- I swear!
why so mystifying,
you’re so solemn
and so justifying.
This little secret
that you’re trying to conceal
is the very same hush
you’re dying to reveal.
Secret heart it’s time to bear it,
don’t be afraid,
this mystery, you must share it.
I’m the kind of girl who likes to get involved and work for a cause. I think it’s important to give back to the universe and live passionately. In the past I was a team leader for the American Cancer Society and loved it but I’m ready for a new gig.
The day I started this blog something tragic happened to someone I know. I still remember getting that phone call while in mid-post. It was shocking and gut-wrenching. I’m not going to tell you about the phone call or the story that inspired this post- it’s not my story to tell.
I will say this: I have decided to get involved in a cause I believe in. It’s a movement that reaches out to people in need. It was started by a group of young people who shared in the experience of a young woman in crises. The actions they took caught on quickly and spread like wildfire and now… Well, please watch the video to better explain the why and how.
To write love on her arms was started because someone cared enough to help. I was taken by the strength and passion of Renee’s friends and the way they took her in and kept her safe. Their words and her story was the story of so many that were suffering in silence.
I feel certain that the only way to reach young people in crises is by planting seeds of love beneath their feet and let’s face it, cyber space is where they walk everyday. So here I am throwing seeds to all who will plant them. I just had to get involved and somehow make a difference.
I knew I could count on all of you to be my gardeners. This journey has just begun and I’m asking my cyber friends to walk beside me. You don’t have to open your wallets or attend a rally, just take a moment to click on the TNT box in the lower right corner of my blog. For every click and message, TNT will donate money to this cause. If then you decide you want to do more or get involved you can visit twloha and buy a tee-shirt or arm band as I did.
Get as involved as you wish but please just take a moment to watch the video and click on the TNT box it only takes a few seconds out of your day, I promise. You might be the one to make a difference or save a life and it could be the life of someone you know. I have attached another video clip from NBC nightly news. This clip gives you more info about the movement and how others are getting involved.
Getting involved and making a difference doesn’t have to cost a lot of money or take up too much of your time. Please help me remove the stigma of depression by taking the time to listen. I ordered a tee-shirt and arm band and I’ve decided to donate 10% of all sales from StudioPink my Etsy store to the cause through the summer but you don’t have to go that far. The most important thing we can do is bring awareness to this terrible affliction that goes untreated because of shame and misunderstanding. You and I can spread the word with open lines of communication and love.
See I told you I had some important things to talk about and this was at the top of my list. Thank you for listening and for opening your heart and your minds to those who need you and thank you for being a part of this garden of hope. Who would have thought about growing a garden in cyber space? tee he
This garden in cyber space gave me an idea …I would like to set a date to have a group of bloggers (that’s you) join together to plant the seeds of hope for this cause. No I don’t mean physically, although that would be beautiful, I mean in cyber space. We could each post a picture that represented hope and say a few words about depression and supporting those who need us or link back to Twloha
So tell me your thoughts on this. Can we do it? Can one little garden of hope make a difference?
Hold your applause til the end please. The winner of The Mad Tea Party is apparentlyjessy from the land down under. Her little fairy will be making a long journey. She is pictured above having a fabulous time at her own crazy party. Congrats Jessy, now send me your addy and I’ll ship your goodies.
Stay tuned for the next post it’s an important one.
After this weekend of crazy parties in the blogsphere I am speechless. You’re all so creative, so kind and so damn much fun. I can’t think of anything to say but wow. It is because of so many interesting souls out there in the blogging universe that I’ve felt so inspired, enriched and entertained these past few months.
I’ve only made it to a fraction of the blog parties as of yet so I’ll continue to visit throughout the week. It seems that my time has been very short lately. I start out each morning fully intending to get everything accomplished but something always gets in my way. There are so many important things I want to share with you this week- so stay tuned.
Okay, now I promised a blog give-away for those who commented on my Mad Tea Party post. I will draw out a name this evening and publish it tomorrow, so you still have time to get your name in for this. Do you want a peek at the prize? Yeah, I know silly question.
She is from Add an Accent and comes in her own little box (big whoop) with a little bottle of magic fairy dust. Although she looks at home in the garden flowers I’m thinking she would make a perfect accessorie for a Christmas project.
My wish for today-productivity. I could wish for something bigger but let’s start small. Dreams and wishes are important no matter the size. Thank you for being a part of mine.
Are you ready to party? ? ? Well put your party socks and dancing shoes on. It’s time for a little pre-party tailgate.
We’re celebrating along side the big bash at A Fanciful Twist with Miss Vanessa the party queen .
I sent my party fairy to deliver the invitations. “Hey little one Don’t forget to stop by Deborah, Shell, Renee and Libby’s place.” Oh well she has the guest list.
It looks like our the first quest has arrived. Love that skirt. Hmmm, I feel under-dressed. I think I know who those feet belong to. Renee is that you in those red shoes?
Funky shoes, crazy legs and a fabulous dog. That has to be Deborah the Mid-life poet. I’d know those legs anywhere.
Join me and the rest of the gang for a little cup of tea. Have you seen my rabbit?
Miss D is helping herself to the tea. I noticed that she’s trying to show up the hostess with a designer headpiece. I’m not surprised.
Hurry up before the cupcakes are gone. We’ll pretend not to notice the little frosting up her nose. It wouldn’t be fitting for a princess to be seen like that.
All it takes is a little sugar before the guests get out of hand.
Yeah, I went all out for this party and hired the most expensive entertainment. Show tunes anybody?
I told you there’d be dancing! Will you look at her over there. Shell I know you like to dance but not on the piano please.
It’s looks like some of the guests are getting a bit restless. It must be time for a goodbye tour.
Goodbye Libby, goodbye everybody, thanks for coming. Now follow the little garden fairy over to A Fanciful Twist to join the celebration.
I’m sending you with a little cupcake love to share with Miss Vanessa, she inspired this Mad party tailgate. You can’t miss her, she’s the one in the fabulous outfit covered in frosting. I hope her cupcake towers were a success. Come back when you have more time to chat.
Leave a comment and I’ll enter you in a magic fairy giveaway. Can you see her? Oh yeah, that’s right she’s magic.
he hee-you’ll love her.
Someone once said, “we are all artist- artists in creating our own lives.”
I thought about that statement for a while and realized just how true it was. We create little niches of beauty and splashes of color throughout our lifetimes. This affects everyone we come in contact with. We are gardeners in our own domain even if we never touch a living plant. It’s difficult to control the world around us but it is quite possible to create a little oasis in our own life. A place to come home to. A place that makes us feel happy and somewhat in control of our own destiny. A room that is decorated in our favorite color or a theme that fits our personality to a tee. A beautiful rose bush or cozy garden spot to sit and listen to the birds chatter or simply something lovely to look at will do.
I feel quite certain that we are all artists and gardeners of our own lives and make a difference in the gardens around us. The spaces we create and the circles of friends and contacts we develop is vital to sustaining a meaningful life. We put together a nurturing environment and a place to feel safe. We create in the kitchen, the office, and our own back yard. Our lives weave a story and lay a path for others to follow. Our style is sometimes imitated and our laugh is often contagious. We are the master of our own palate and some of us are responsible for creating life which is pretty amazing.
Think about all that you have created both grand and insignificant throughout your lifetime- isn’t it amazing? I’d like to think of it as life-scaping but actually it is so much more.
You don’t want to miss my next post on Saturday. I have teamed up with some very creative souls and we are having a very mad tea party over at A Fanciful twist. Our hostess is Vanessa- an incredible lady that you just have to meet. Her parties are quite incredible and the guest list for this one looks like it has almost three hundred participants thus far. Wow, I can’t wait. I am bringing some pretty crazy quests to the party- so stop by and check out the fun this weekend!
See you all on Saturday!
So, I think I’ve mentioned a few times over the past eight weeks that I’ve embarked on a journey into myself. This journey set sail in an Unravelling e-course that took a group of people through an exploration of their true selves by a process of photo-journaling their life. I jumped in with both feet, so to speak, as the first assignment was of my feet but some where along the way my enthusiasm wained just a bit. I’m not sure how much my perception of myself has changed over the past few weeks but I do think that my acceptance of the real me has improved just a bit.
I started out feeling somewhat strange about taking photographs of myself but got used to the idea as the weeks rolled on. I soon realized that the pics I liked the most were the softer and maybe a little over exposed shots. I analysed that a bit and then concluded that this is exactly how I prefer to see life. A little soft and fuzzy, no rough edges, a view that allows me to ignore the parts that aren’t so pretty. Since hitting the big four- o, I have struggled with the thought of getting older and the reality that is settling into my face and body. I feel like a young girl trapped in a middle aged woman’s life.
Throughout my entire life I was the girl who wasn’t exceptionally smart-just average and not particularly talented in any one area- just okay at a few things but everyone just referred to me as that pretty girl, many never even knew my my name. I even had a boss tell the computer programming guy not to ask me any technical questions because I was just the pretty girl in the office- that boss was a woman. This used to infuriate me but now I seem to be scrambling to hold on to that pretty girl who is changing into a average woman- I never wanted to be average. Pretty fades- so, I’m ready to move on to something deeper and more spectaculiar in my life. I want to be remembered for my accomplishments.
We struggle all our lives to be more than what we are and in the end I think we fail to appreciate our true talents or assets. These days it takes a little longer for me to accept the face I see in the mirror and I do have a few secret weapons but the whole beauty thing has gotten a bit expensive. It’s just not the same for men. Are they just naturally better looking or do we just except them the way they are? I think it’s the latter- sorry guys.
During the Unravelling e-course I’ve realized I’m not alone in my struggle to accept myself and that many of my classmates have far greater issues than I. It has been interesting to look at an image of a fellow classmate and view them one way until I read their perception of themselves and then this image takes on a whole different light. So I guess what I am saying is that the way you perceive and portray yourself greatly influences the way others see you. Perhaps this means if I want to look like a young beautiful woman that is fully capable and talented in many ways, I must first see those things in myself before they’ll become apparent to others. Does that make sense?
I started out as that pretty little girl and then become that average woman I see in the mirror today.
I’m sad to see this class come to an end and don’t know how it will impact my life but I do think that everything we experience in life changes us just a little.
This shot was taken after the storms were over and the sun came out. I wandered through the tall weeds to check on a mother deer and her two fawns. They were no where to be seen. They usually hide in this tall grass during the day. The babies are tiny, about the size of small dogs and I was worried about their safety because of the downed trees and power lines and the wide-spread flooding in my area.
I’m finally back on-line after a series of crazy storms, the last of which on Friday night took out my cable and Internet. I was lucky compared to many others in the area. numerous trees were split or totally uprooted. They fell across major roads causing a few detours and did serious damage to several houses in my area. A few blocks away a tree fell on a brand new car that had been purchased just the day before. The city was without power and as I drove out of town with my windows down I could hear the sound of chain saws coming from every direction. Unfortunately I didn’t get an opportunity to take any pictures because of my hectic weekend schedule.
I have an update to my Manx cat story. I’ve continued to leave food out for him/her but unfortunately this has attracted every stray in the neighborhood. Every time I look out my window there is another cat helping himself to the food dish. I really don’t want to become the cat lady but I do feel bad for the many animals that have lost their homes due to the recession. So I have kind of a dilemma on my hands.
Mr. Java and the princess taking a walk on father’s day. She saw a little girl ahead with a pink bike and although she is only 19 months old she is determined to ride a bike and of course how could she resist one in pink. Some day little one- don’t grow up too fast!
Well, I’m off to tackle a long list of must do crap. I’ll be back to catch up with some blog visits later today or this evening. Take care!
Love, love this!
The belly shoot was definitely a trip. What an amazing time in a young woman’s life. My fave shot is the one with the little pink bunny hanging to the side. They turned out quite well considering they were taken in a small room full of stuff. I set up a little spot with an antique white chair covered in pink tulle, furry white rug, with my wedding veil hanging over the window to diffuse the light and make everything soft and delicate. There is so much beauty and magic made by the click of a shutter in diffused light.
I remember when, showing your pregnant belly was a no no. I’m so glad we’re past that era. A pregnant woman and her growing belly are a beautiful thing and should be celebrated. The princess thinks so- matter of fact she now thinks there is a baby in her belly too.
Now there is something totally unrelated to pregnancy and bellies that I want to mention. It’s something that’s driving me crazy but also intriguing me at the same time. Okay, before I try to explain let me give you a visual of where I live. I’m in mid-michigan, a rural bedroom type community (pretty boring) my house is on the out-skirts of town. I live in the very last house at the end of a city subdivision. If I take just a few steps to the east or north I’m in the country. I’m surrounded by open meadow, woods and a large pond; it’s beautiful but does presents a few problems. We are over-run by critters: coons, skunks, deer, field mice an occasional coyote and oh yes wild cats. I love animals and have been known to come home with a stray or two in my day but I’ve been warned no more animals. I don’t need any more pets as I have 3 little dogs and 2 little birds. I’ve had cats before but have no desire to own one at this time- except for this one.
Okay this photo doesn’t due him/her justice. (I think it’s a her) I took it through my office window as she was running away. Her fur is short but fluffy and the most gorgeous colors of creamy white and chocolate brown, her eyes are amazing too. She’s a Manx cat (I think) who hangs out on my porch and looks in my windows but runs when she sees me. I have begun leaving food out for her as I’ve witnessed her getting thinner over the past two weeks. We call her bunny butt because she looks like a bunny and moves like one at times. It’s so strange if you see her from behind you almost mistake her for a rabbit until she turns and you see this cat head on a bunny body- it’s awesome. The first time I saw her drinking out of the bird bath I thought she was some kind of cross between a bunny and a cat. I’ve seen bob-tailed cats before but she’s different.
This image is pretty bad because it was shot through my office window at mid-night. She hangs around my house all day and night but waits for my office lights to go out before she comes up to the porch. I waited in the dark and then snapped this- see I’m obsessed! It’s a pretty bad photo and doesn’t begin to show how beautiful she is.
Mr. Java likes her too but when I talk about luring her in and making her our pet he just wags his finger at me. It would probably turn into a circus in here if she came indoors. Two of my little dogs don’t like cats and this cat is a fierce hunter, I”ve watched her in action, so the birds would be in jeopardy. I realize the pitfalls of trying to domesticate a wild cat but still there is this part of me that thinks she desperately wants to come inside and be my pet. I may be delusional but why else would she hang out on my porch and peek in my windows- this all started before I began feeding her.
What do you think- aside from the fact that I’m crazy and have too many pets already. Have any of you seen a cat anything like this? Am I right when I say she’s a Manx cat? I’ll let you know if anything changes or she magically becomes my friend.
Enjoy your weekend. I may have to buy a boat if it doesn’t quit raining. Maybe I should be looking at some building plans for an arch rather than trying to tame wild cats
Well, if you haven’t guessed by now, I’ll tell you, I am a girlie girl and love all things soft and pink. The look, the feel and the very essence of femininity are softly whispered in pale pink panties that are hidden underneath a business suit or your favorite grungy pair of jeans. I grew up in a pink bedroom and quite often wore pink nail polish but the rest of me was all jeans and tee shirts. I like just a hint of pink to soften my edges.
There is nothing more sweet and special than tiny white baby tee’s with just a hint of pink. My heart melted when I saw this (pictured below) in a local boutique and I couldn’t resist. It is incredibly soft and yummy to the eyes. I think I could work in a baby boutique and just play with the clothes, making little vignettes here and there all day long. Baby boutiques or boutiques or any kind are a rarity in my area these days. Yes, it’s true they are too expensive and don’t offer enough variety to satisfy a busy Mom’s schedule but the experience of walking through a store filled with pretty things that are displayed to perfection is magic. It’s not a place where you go in to buy a complete wardrobe, no, just one or two things for a special photograph or very first outing. It’s an exception, a lovely experience and one time event that you won’t ever forget.
This shot was meant to melt your heart just a little. He hee.
As you know from the countless photographs of the little princess and some big princesses or more like fashion divas, I like to take an unusual and maybe even a little crazy shots of people. Recently, I was asked to take a few kid shots for a mother of two boys. She saw a few of my pics on another website and liked my style. Of course I was thrilled and will probably jump at the chance as long as she realizes that I take a journalistic approach to photography and have a somewhat quirky style. I’m not into the perfectly posed studio shots and I never use a flash, well almost never. I like the type of photographs that bring out the essence of a personality or maybe a side that’s hidden on most days. There is a shining star in everyone and I want to bring that to life in pictures. This may be a new area of my creativity to explore. I’m always up for an adventure. So if you live in the Michigan area and would like to have some shots done give me a try. I probably won’t charge much until I get my feet wet and feel confident in my ability to capture the real person in just the way they love to be seen.
That’s all for today. I better get something done around here before I’m off to photograph pregnant bellies -oh my!