Showing posts with label freedom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label freedom. Show all posts

13 February 2009

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!

16 November 2008

Simply Sunday...

Today was pleasant...it was cooler out and quite overcast. I took care of house things, ran some errands...nothing of consequence really. Sadly however, I find myself with a bit of a headache.

I'm not really a "headache" person. When one comes upon me I find myself thrown for a loop. I mention this because I've had a couple of headaches recently. Twice, I've been simply beside myself. **give me dark and give me sleep--NOW!**

I know other people are tortured by this nagging pain and I am ever so sorry. A friend suggested I try some Excedrin.

I am on a budget.

Second big ache-o-the-noggin and I stopped at Target. What should my wondering eyes behold...but TWO bottles of the very medicine in a generic carton for less than one name brand bottle (within the budget). DONE!

So, as I felt the magic of this little white medicine...I thought it worthy of a photo.

I also thought of traveling...and how things are different everywhere. Well, not really here in the States. When in a far off place, sometimes it's difficult to find even something as simple as a creme or health aid we're so accustomed to here.

I am thankful for the variety of everything we have here. It seems we have everything in abundance. Our mega-markets and super-stores are chock-a-block with absolutely anything one could ever believe they need.

Quite honestly I do believe it a bit excessive. However, I am quite grateful that there is something on those many shelves that made my head stop spinning and allowed me to think without feeling static in my brain.

I guess this is a rather poor expression of the thoughts mingling in my brain lately...it seems the people are unhappy because our country is so 'without' whatever it is they want us to have. Yet, actually we have more than anyone else. I may not be thrilled to be on a budget and pinching pennies, but I know that in the end it is worth it. Isn't that really the American Dream...that we have the freedom to change our station in life? I'm not disillusioned. I'm just looking to live debt free.

We have freedoms beyond measure...goods and services out the wazoo...a free market economy that allows anyone to go out and earn a buck...we have a voice in our government and so much more...

As I said, a rather poor expression. Perhaps I'll grasp things better and articulate more eloquently in the future. For now, some tea and a good book.

11 November 2008

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Beautiful! Gorgeous! Wish I was there! (with you, of course!)

This is a photo of a portion of Fisherman's Bastion, Budapest, HU - Buda side, Castle District.

...as I'm thinking and praying for my friends in Hungary, their ministry and well being.
: )


11 July 2008

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.