Words of My Own

Adventuring

This is one of my favorite things. Adventuring. I love to get up and go. I love to see new things, new places, beautiful things, all sorts of things.

I have a habit of putting into words what my mind is trying to describe...all the while using some word that is only common to me. I'm sure now and again some of those words drift into a blog post. I may or may not even be aware of it.

I believe I used this particular word recently in a mail to my Disney/Bloggerland friend Beth. She went on to post about it. Which, of course, brought all sorts of smiles to my being. You see, Beth is a writer. A REAL LIVE WRITER--we're talking BOOKS, people! She likes my fun word!

Anyway...All this about a silly word that I happen to enjoy immensely is leading up to what I'm doing this weekend. Hopefully, a bit of adventuring. I'm headed out in about an hour with my friend Brenda to go to the Olympic Peninsula. I know, you're thinking...'she never posted about her first trip over there and now she's telling us she's going back'.

Well, I am.



This is a photo from First Beach at La Push, WA on the Quileute Reservation. This is from my first trip over in January. There was a storm rolling in and the winds were coming at us full force. The waves were incredible to watch and the sea stacks are incredible. You might recognise it since it is quite similar to the photo I took that now sits at the top of this blog :)

This weekend is for a little R&R. Hopefully we'll stroll along at low tide to see some of the tide pools along the beaches, watch a sunset, read, check out some of the rain forest. I can hardly wait to soak up the wilderness...the peacefulness only found in the wild.

Where do you like to go to find some balance and renew your mind?

Hope you all have a great weekend!

Blast blogger...I can not get the font italics or size to change. Sorry folks!

Pretty Thoughts

This photo isn't the best...I am trying to learn how to use light in my favor in photography, but seriously, it is not easy.

It is a photo of my PartyLite Hurricane Jar Candle...cinnamon scent. It is sitting on top of my Hungarian Embroidered Doily. Yah...they call it a doily or a cloth. Let's go with cloth. It is sitting on my Hungarian Embroidered Cloth :)

As the candle burned to the end and all the wax was liquefied--it made this beautiful glow on the cloth. I literally sat and just watched the light dancing on the cloth...I even made a little video of it.

As I watched the light and the color my mind was calm. I have had so many opportunities to truly experience beauty. Where I live now has beauty...yet, I long for the mountains I know.

I miss the Rockies...I miss Colorado, Wyoming, Montana...the places I know. The ones I can see in the blink of an eye. The ones I can traverse without road maps. I miss the smell of the forests...the feel of the earth...the sounds of rushing water, spurting geysers, mud pots and hot springs.

I miss being there...and the freedom...the freedom that draws me back...again and again.

Much like the thunder I have described in the past...these mountains emanate with the aroma of our creator. Nowhere else have I walked with God, seen the Spirit dancing in the wind...the Lord's justice in the massive fires lapping at the skies, His hand of comfort in the waterfalls rhythmically crashing into the chiseled earth.

Freedom...joy...peace.

Book: The Pilgrim's Regress by C.S. Lewis

This is one of C.S.Lewis's early works (1933) and is not a fast paced fantasy nor is it an overtly theological discussion. It is an allegory.

I've never read Bunyan's tale of the Pilgrim's Progress so I cannot make a comparison. What I can say is this book surprised me in the end. It was a slower read for me requiring a little thought and recalling of other philosophers and ideologies of the 20th century.

For me it was well worth it. Here I am living in 2008-seventy-five years after this book was published and it fits. Of course things continue to change through time, but our civilization still falls back to the same ideologies time and again.

I was struck also by the journey the main character takes. I do believe that often what we seek most is just what we run from the quickest. Does this make sense, probably not. Is this my final thought? Yes.

This was another smaller book-199 pages in my paperback edition. I felt the pace was slower, but there is information to process. I recommend this book. It is easy to follow and if there is something that doesn't click---there is always Google search!

Bottom Line: In my library!

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...downpour...

It's a funny thing, living here in Washington. It does rain...often.

Yet, there is rarely the down pouring of water from the sky with lightening, thunder and that sound of water drops beating against the earth that I love so very much.

Tonight, as I sat at my computer finishing up for the night, I thought I heard something outside. I stood up and opened the window wide to hear the sound of rain growing ever louder. As I gazed out into the darkness thanking the Lord for this most peaceful and fulfilling of sounds, I saw the sky lighten...again, thanking the Lord, for lightening isn't often seen in these parts. Then a few moments later the thunder began to roll.

Perfection.

It feels like I am slowly being washed clean...the cobwebs of thoughts that have been building in my brain are being cleared and my soul feels refreshed. With each roll of thunder and the crescendo of the rain...I feel peace.

I love that in a thunderstorm God appears clearly--every time, without fail. Amazing that these showers occur when I least expect them and this is when I truly appreciate them most.

AMEN!

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