Hear my plea of innocence, O Lord; give heed to my cry;
listen to my prayer, which does not come from lying lips.
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Sunday, November 10, 2013
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Inspiration
I was talking with a colleague today about big changes and new goals. Like walking to my local thrift store. Leaving the car behind. Shopping the Farmer's Market for great produce..... and cute farmers. She told me that hearing my ideas for my new life was "inspirational". I am completely blown away and encouraged on my new path.
can't decide what I love most: the dress or the boots?
love the open spaces
WetDesert meets Little House
Monday, November 4, 2013
Coming Home
I know, I know. Taylor is a pretty, little girl who sings pretty, little songs. But every time, I hear Taylor (and Ed) sing this song, my head fills with visions of my wedding day and a beautiful, bearded husband. That's a vision that I'm not going to fight.
'Cause all I know is we said, "Hello."
And your eyes look like coming home
All I know is a simple name
Everything has changed
All I know is you held the door
And you'll be mine and I'll be yours
All I know since yesterday is everything has changed
'Cause all I know is we said, "Hello."
And your eyes look like coming home
All I know is a simple name
Everything has changed
All I know is you held the door
And you'll be mine and I'll be yours
All I know since yesterday is everything has changed
Sunday, November 3, 2013
Psalm 84
How lovely is Thy dwelling place, O Lord of hosts to me!
My soul is longing and fainting the courts of the Lord to see;
My heart and flesh they are singing for joy to the living God.
How lovely is Thy dwelling place, O Lord of hosts to me!
My soul is longing and fainting the courts of the Lord to see;
My heart and flesh they are singing for joy to the living God.
How lovely is Thy dwelling place, O Lord of hosts to me!
serious kitty
deep breathe
coyote girl
Friday, November 1, 2013
When It Breaks
Sometimes, life gets to be a little too much. You have to pause, cry, scream or all three if you're me. And then you have to move forward. Right now, I find myself struggling with the forward movement. I looked at a goal that I had written one year ago and realized.... NOTHING. I hadn't done one external thing to move tangibly closer to success. I'd done some thinking and some writing but there was no action behind it. It hit me like a ton of bricks. So, I'm moving on. Back to the drawing board but this time I won't stop at just drawing.
p.s. Happy Belated Halloween.
p.p.s. Frustration at personal goals is no reason to miss a chance at dressing up.
p.s. Happy Belated Halloween.
p.p.s. Frustration at personal goals is no reason to miss a chance at dressing up.
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