Mother Earth

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Tomorrow is Mothers' Day. I can't say I had a good relationship with my mother. She was orderly, strict, conventional. I am unruly, spontaneous.  During my younger years I was willing to follow orders but as I got older it became more difficult to conform to her rules. We disappointed each other over and over. I will always wish for things to have been different between us, but I find consolation in the fact that both my children and I are the best of friends. 

We can't always get what we want or wish, the trick is to try and find the positive in what we do have. Albert Einstein said:

"Look deep into Nature, and then you will understand everything better"

and so I'm looking...

PS. I would like to thank those of you who, in spite of my sporadic entries, still find it in your hearts to read my Blog and leave encouraging, heartfelt comments. They mean more than you will ever know!  XO

Welcome Spring

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Hello everyone!

Hope you are all doing well and getting ready to put those coats and gloves away. I know I am :0) The heavy Winter slumber is slowly giving way to brighter days and I can't wait until every leaf turns green and the warm breeze whispers in my ear.


This past Winter, as the snow and sleet pounded on our windows and covered our streets and cities I buried myself in what my brother calls "the laboratory." Quite frankly, I don't know how to call it. Since I don't consider myself to be an artist, I am afraid to sound pretentious if I refer to my "area" as an art studio but then, according to Wikipedia, an artist is someone described as.   

"A person engaged in one or more of any of a broad spectrum of activities related to creating art, practicing the arts, and/or demonstrating an art"

Whether the title fits me or not, that is where I've been. Drawing, painting, making art journals and leaning from so many talented people who dedicate their time to teach and guide others like myself. I am referring of course, to YouTube. Such an amazing place! I would love to share my work and thought of having a separate Blog just for that purpose but quite honestly, I love this place so much I would hate to use another site. I am trying to learn how to have tags in which to place separate topics but all this technology could be so hard!. I will be back as soon as I have this figured out.

Wishing you all a wonderful Spring. May it be a magic one! 

On Valentine's Day

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"Love is just another word until someone comes along and gives it meaning..."

The Sound of Snow

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"I pray this Winter be gentle and kind--a season of rest from the wheel of the mind"- John Geddes

Every season has a sound. Spring is birdsong. Windows that were shut for months creak as they are opened. The humming vacuum cleaner, the click of pruning shears. It's like yawning when waking up from a deep slumber. Summer is just loud. Ice cream trucks, children playing, the blasting radio from a passing car, people walking, dogs barking.  Autumn is quieter, but there are still some distinct sounds: leaf blowers, the swish of a rake, rustling leaves moved by gusty winds. The voices of passing "trick o'treaters" on Halloween Day.

Winter arrives bringing a sign that reads: "Silence spoken here." Everything is muffled, everyday sounds crash against tightly closed windows but when snow falls there is a certain sound. It's the sound of nothing. The sound of a city pushed by Nature to stop  and seek shelter. The world as we know it stands still. It is such a night here. As I stand by my window I feel my soul relax and close within itself and I am thinking, this is good and just for a while, I will let myself go. I will stand here and the only sound I'll hear is the beating of my heart.

A child's dream

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A child's dream by Rexa Lamaar

A child’s life is very simple. 

They do not want a lot. 

They want to explore and be stuffed with knowledge to feed their curiosity. They want to see all the individual green strands of grass reaching up to the pastel blue sky.

They want to live.    

Hope your day is filled with the magic of a child's dream...

Let it snow

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Every Winter when it snows, just like clockwork I get emails from my cousins in Florida: "Are you guys okay?" "Its nice and warm here in South Florida." "We love you, keep dry and warm." It makes me want to laugh. I am touched by the concern but I don't think they realize that it really IS okay. True, snow makes everything slower and sloppier. Roads can get slippery and treacherous. Power may go. Shoveling is no fun but  only the people that live in places where the four seasons happen can truly appreciate the change of each one. There is no bigger thrill than that found when snow melts and days get longer and tiny green buds pop up from the soil. The anticipation of wearing flip flops and shorts, the vacation planning, the thrill of an open window, the smell of Autumn leaves. All that and more is worth all the shoveling, at least in my humble opinion :0) I have lived in places where it's always Summer but I would NEVER go back. 

We were hit by the first snow storm of 2014. Limbs ache from the cleaning but we are warm, cozy and dry. A nice glass of wine, a good book, dim lights and I say: "Let is snow, let it snow, let it snow..."

Here comes the New Year

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January opens

The box of the year

And brings out days

That are bright and clear.

And brings out days

That are cold and gray,

And shouts, "Come see

What I brought today!"

Leland B. Jacobs

Here it is.  A brand new year. A brand new January. What is it about this date that makes everyone stop and have a look? For most its a clean slate, a chance to start over and try to avoid making old mistakes. For others its a day like any other, life stinks and no matter what the calendar says, it will continue to stink.  Sort of like looking at the half empty or half full glass, right?

As a teenager I used to keep a Diary into which I'd pour my laughs and my tears. Remember those? Small, square with a tiny metal key?

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Those Diaries are long gone. All that remains are a couple of keys as a memento from a faithful confidant. 

I started keeping a Diary again in 1992. I was going through some difficult times and I needed to express myself without worrying about how it was going to be perceived or understood. I can honestly say that putting my thoughts on paper truly helped me understand and cope with many things. Spoken words seem to fly away, written words stay, we have a chance to go over them without altering their meaning or message. I continued this Diary journey until December 2009. I am not sure why I stopped, perhaps I was sailing through calmer waters. Perhaps I found my entries monotonous and non-eventful. However, looking back, I regret not having continued to write. As normal and predictable as my life may be, I still like to read past entries and have a glimpse at my then state of mind. It's interesting to see how that younger woman slowly shaped the woman  I am today. 

I  once heard (not sure which movie, or TV show) this quote: "Nobody did anything important while they were happy" In a way this is true. Laughter, sun, parties, carefree days make us act differently. Important tasks get pushed back, a general sense of decadence takes over. I doubt that any profound thoughts would occur, at least not to me :o) I find that my best and most revealing Diary entries happened during Winter and during my most trying times. 

I don't have many specific plans for 2014, I will, however, keep a Diary. I need to be anchored to a writing routine. I need my old friend to listen to my random thoughts. They may be banal, they may be profound, but they will still be a part of me and after all, that's what it's all about.

I  wish each and everyone a healthy and happy New Year. May it filled with magic and light!

XO