Monday Morning Wake Up Call

If you look at zero you see nothing; but look through it and you will see the world.

- Robert Kaplan

Theme Thursday--Late

"There is an immeasurable distance between late and too late."



Og Mandino
 

Jump into that fountain and feel the sun on your face. Walk into the room fashionably late and meet someone who changes your world. Work hard for many years and take time to teach someone who will in turn teach you. It is all possible when one chooses to see the possibilities.

Ripples in the stream

The life I touch for good or ill will touch another life, and that in turn another, until who knows where the trembling stops or in what far place my touch will be felt. Author unknown
Courtesy Sylvia and June Saville

This quote and the blog it comes from crystallizes why I come back here to write, to read the thoughts and view the work of so many gifted and creative people.  It is an on-going conversation of what matters to each of us and a forum in which we can share and experience alternative perspectives and ideas. It is a haven, a sanctuary and a platform from which all of is possible. Pretty cool.

Walking the walk, talking the talk

The best way out is always through.


Robert Frost

Times are rough for everyone right now. I acknowledge this as I review my past year and start to work on my next two years' business plan.  I sigh, I shout and wonder which direction to go. I am certain that I am not alone all the while angry at this new environment. I am lucky in that I have work that engages and pays me well. Yet, I know something is different and if I do not recognize the difference and therefore, change my approach, success is not guaranteed. The range of emotions that go along with this understanding are not fun nor exhilarating but rather annoying and terrifying. It is not unlike hiking in those lovely wooden shoes--painful, I am certain.
 
So I focus on what brings me joy--Mr. Jackson, Max, my family as I lace up my hiking boots. I fill my pack with snacks,camera, water and start walking. I know as I begin the trail is unknown which is somehow energizing as I walk, the late autumn leaves clinging to the trees. As I take the first hill, I do not question my ability or curse the elevation, I just move forward--it isn't easy and at times, I feel like turning back, but I keep moving forward knowing the answer lies ahead.

Home Sweet Home

The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.



Maya Angelou

What can I say?

Been busy. The big red house is now 'saddle' and the crew that has been laboring to bring its 1910 bones to the next century, has left..new roof, new siding and fifty windows..it is quiet, but the fine layer of dust that comes with the battle remains...Field Supervisor Jackson aka Mr. Jackson made certain that every detail was addressed and as a result, we will be warm as well as styling this winter as we dress the front porch for the holidays.

That combined with a manic job and a diabetic dog, my focus has been on getting through the chaos to here...happy to be back