Outside My Window Today
It snowed today. It snowed yesterday. Stuck inside with a busy baby. She’s walking around and tearing up the contents of cabinets. We took a trip to see her grocery store friends today. Wave to the nice vultures.
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Creative Soul Living is what I call the way I choose to live my everyday life with creative intent. I believe it’s not only possible, but also necessary to create the life you want to see and be. In acknowledging our creativity, we develop self-trust and soothe our collective souls.
It snowed today. It snowed yesterday. Stuck inside with a busy baby. She’s walking around and tearing up the contents of cabinets. We took a trip to see her grocery store friends today. Wave to the nice vultures.
Each love we experience adds to our repertoire of love skills. Different kinds of love create layers in our understanding of our worth. Each love is a gift. A work of art we have yet to see. Puppy love is newborn love. About me, complete me. Love me love. Devoted crush giddy gush. First Love…
Sitting in my hair stylist’s chair, deep into a conversation, she says she recently heard that we don’t see ourselves through our own eyes, we see ourselves as we think others see us. I asked her to repeat this. She said our self-perception is based on how we believe others think of us. (Turns out…
A friend of a friend phoned me recently. She is in charge of the fundraiser for the local Humane Society and would I be interested in painting a chair to be auctioned off to raise the money? I said yes, of course. I was flattered to have been asked. She would send me a form…
I see the notice come up in my email that tells me so many people have repinned that pin again. The most popular Pinterest repinned pins usually tell me something about what was trending a year ago. Us folks who live on the outskirts of society can be a little behind with the trends. So…
“What is that in her hand? She just put it in her mouth”, my husbands says. “Oh, it looks like a cat toy”, I say. “You mean the thing that the cat has drooled on with his lick-butt cat mouth?”, he says. “Yup.” I’m just not as fussy as he is. Sacrifices are made for…
Two problems with creatives. We’re control freaks and we’re often a little later getting to stuff. Or is that just me? I know I have already told you too much about my few Christmas disturbances. That my expectations about having time to play and then take pictures and put those up on the blog…
My dining room wall is my decorative play-zone. My feature spot to do whatever I want to create the mood I’m looking for. I’ve done collage pictured arrangements, fishing nets, trellises with paper flowers, and Christmas is no different. Several years ago, I latched onto this vintage floral fabric which I love. And this is…
As a child, I can remember feeling such an incredible feeling of grief and let down when the last present was opened. All that savored anticipation had come to an end. Fin. Final. No finale. In my adulthood, I feel differently. I am glad to be off. Off work. Off the stage. On switched to…
Yes, I read this book by Carrie Fisher, aka Princess Leah. And although this and her other books were all pretty darn good, I am alluding to Tuesday’s Huesday theme and today’s color is … the color PINK. This random collection of Pink themed photos can be found here on Kathy Gerber’s pinterest page. There’s…