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Wednesday, December 29, 2010

My Defining Moment...My Epiphany #reverb10

 
 
#Reverb10 is a blogging initiative that provides prompts each day of the 31 days of December with the intent of reflecting on the past year, specifically 2010, and looking forward to what’s to come in the year ahead.

 

The Prompt(s)

Defining Moment. Describe a defining moment or series of events that has affected your life this year.
 
To me, a defining moment is a revelation...an epiphany...that moment that the light turns on inside my head and I become fully aware of the one thing that will make everything right.  I would have to say it was the moment that I decided that enough was enough after over three years of writing and creating, and decided that it was getting me nowhere.  It was the moment that I grabbed my debit card and said to myself that I was going to buy own dot com and make it great.  It was the moment that I opened my blogspot account.
 
It was the single best decision I had ever made.  This was my defining moment...and it couldn't have come at a better time in my life.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Challenge for 2011

 
 
#Reverb10 is a blogging initiative that provides prompts each day of the 31 days of December with the intent of reflecting on the past year, specifically 2010, and looking forward to what’s to come in the year ahead.

 

The Prompt(s)

Achieve. What’s the thing you most want to achieve next year? How do you imagine you’ll feel when you get it? Free? Happy? Complete? Blissful? Write that feeling down. 



Listen as your day unfolds
Challenge what the future holds
Try and keep your head up to the sky
Lovers, they may cause you tears
Go ahead release your fears
Stand up and be counted
Don't be ashamed to cry
You gotta be
You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold
You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard
You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger
You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm
You gotta stay together 

- Des'ree, "You Gotta Be" 

What do I want to achieve next year?


A push forward.
Into the unknown.

A challenge
overcome.

A dream
Made into a reality.

Lessons learned
Not forgotten.

Growing with grace
and letting things happen.


I imagine I will be...
fulfilled and yet anxious still.
Complete...never.


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Sunday, December 26, 2010

One Adventurous Stop

#Reverb10 is a blogging initiative that provides prompts each day of the 31 days of December with the intent of reflecting on the past year, specifically 2010, and looking forward to what’s to come in the year ahead.

 

The Prompt(s)

Photo – a present to yourself
Sift through all the photos of you from the past year. Choose one that best captures you; either who you are, or who you strive to be. Find the shot of you that is worth a thousand words. Share the image, who shot it, where, and what it best reveals about you.



This is a picture of me from this past summer/fall.  John and I decided to have lunch at a charming local restaurant called Mt. Fuji.  And there I am, sitting across from John, while eating squid, and simply enjoying the atmosphere.  Out of all of the pictures I've been in this year, this one stuck out the most to me... it shows that I like good company, to have fun, try new and interesting things, and take some risks while I'm at it.  

This photo is a representation of so much... for me to try new things, take some chances, embrace change, culture, and life...and everything in between.

Life is an adventure, this was just one great stop along the way...many more to come.

Thursday, December 23, 2010

A rose by any other name

 
 
#Reverb10 is a blogging initiative that provides prompts each day of the 31 days of December with the intent of reflecting on the past year, specifically 2010, and looking forward to what’s to come in the year ahead.

 

The Prompt(s)

Let’s meet again, for the first time. If you could introduce yourself to strangers by another name for just one day, what would it be and why?
 
A rose by any other name wouldn't smell as sweet...



That's how I feel about my name.  It's been with me for 26 years, and it has really grown on me.  

Jennifer was the single most popular name for American girls from 1970 to 1984... and while I was a young girl growing up I felt a little common.  "There's another Jennifer" I would often times think to myself.  We'd have to find ways to differentiate from each other while we were in class.  I even had other Jennifer's who had the same initials as me!  You can imagine, this was frustrating to a young girl!  

Over the years, it has been less of a bother because, there might be other Jennifers out there... as it's still considered a common name...there is only one me.

As I sign my name to forms and official paperwork, I have come to feel that it's a good strong name.  Names are a huge part of our identities...it's part of my personal definition.  It isn't up in lights or on the cover of a book with the word author next to it, but Jennifer is who I am.  

Nice to meet you.

Past footsteps and Future jetstreams

 
 
#Reverb10 is a blogging initiative that provides prompts each day of the 31 days of December with the intent of reflecting on the past year, specifically 2010, and looking forward to what’s to come in the year ahead.

 

The Prompt(s)

How did you travel in 2010? How and/or where would you like to travel next year? 
 
I hadn't had a vacation, a real and true vacation since I graduated from college.  Life was spinning so fast that I could never seem to stop and take in some rest and relaxation... that is until this past summer.  I was so young when my family used to go to the beach that I didn't have any memories of it, well except for drinking the ocean water... it's funny the little bits of memories we have from our infant and early toddler years.
 
So in late May of this year, I went down to Chincoteague, Virginia with good company...picked seashells from the shore, felt the sand between my toes and the wind in my face... got a really bad sun burn on my shoulders and watched some of the most breath-taking sunsets.  It was a birdwatcher's paradise and was just what I needed after an incredibly long bump in the road.

Next year a trip a little further from home is in the works.  I will be traveling to the other side of the country to spend time with someone who I miss terribly.  You know that saying, "you don't know what you have until it's gone"?  Well I like to think I knew what I had (and still have) in her...she has changed titles a couple of times... she was, once upon a time, my boss and now she's my confidant and my friend.  I am so excited that I get to see her again next spring!

You can take pictures with friends and the places you've been together, but how they touch your life and your heart cannot be captured in a photograph.  And you can still carry them with you always.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Advice long overdue, but not too late

#Reverb10 is a blogging initiative that provides prompts each day of the 31 days of December with the intent of reflecting on the past year, specifically 2010, and looking forward to what’s to come in the year ahead.

 

The Prompt(s)

Future Self. Imagine yourself five years from now. What advice would you give your current self for the year ahead? (Bonus: Write a note to yourself 10 years ago. What would you tell your younger self?)
Dear Jenn,
If you are reading this letter, that means you are in your junior year in high school, just one year after you had to pack up whatever special things you could cram into your dad's green Toyota Camry and leave the only home you ever knew.  The room you called your own, and the house filled with memories, good and bad, are left behind as you move 1600 miles away from your best friend--the one you passed notes with in the halls, and ate lunch with every day.  Stay strong through this long transition, it's a hard one and no one can be there for you, but remember that you have a resilient heart and a strong will.  You inherited those from your grandma.  As many a nights as you drench your pillows with your tears, it won't change your new journey and all the challenges and hurdles that will be placed in front of you.

As diligent as you are about keeping your friends close, regardless of those 1600 miles, with your phone calls and letters every week, the friendship will fade.  As persistent and hopeful as you are in your heart, existence of tangibility will be the deciding factor.  You two will grow apart as you go off to college and move forward with your dreams.  Don't forget the years you spent together as you grow apart; and reminisce in the times you did your history homework together after school every day, and talked on the phone after dinner most nights about what to wear to school the next day and the book choices in English.

When you go off to college in a couple of years, you'll meet some of the most amazing people.  You'll make some everlasting friendships, and others that find their end sooner than you would hope for.  You will learn about yourself spiritually, energetically, mentally, and emotionally.  You aren't very open to people who wish to push their religious beliefs on you, but keep your ears open and be true to yourself.  Make your decisions wisely and don't be so hard on yourself.  We all make mistakes...it's apart of being human.  Don't search so much for other people's forgiveness, but be fulfilled with your own. 

You will fall in love and with each time you go home to visit him during breaks from college, you will realize that you two are headed in very different directions.  Learn from the experience--that you are capable of loving someone with your entire heart, and that at that moment you feel he is deserving of every ounce.  Eventually you will say goodbye with grace... and you will learn to let yourself love again.

As you become more involved with your various commitments, remember to stop and breathe.  You will accomplish a lot and you don't want to get yourself burned out from over-exerting your energy.  Don't let yourself get lost.  Don't forget who you are.  You are sweet and honest.  But you are filled with so much doubt and fear.  Don't be afraid because with every hurdle you overcome, there is something amazing waiting for you on the other side.
You will journey outside of the country, to England... as scary as it sounds... you will be not just miles away from home, but across an ocean.  This experience will change you, shake you to the core because you will find out what it means to be alone, and learn so much about yourself.  You will become acquainted with people across all faiths and cultures, and travel through historic locations... and become filled with inspiration and charm.
You will go through job changes as the economy falls and rises.  You will meet so many people, explore friendships and relationships, and find intimacy and love from people you may not have met, had your path not been paved with these bumps and turns. You will experience hardship and loss; remember to keep your head up and and that you're a strong cookie.

Don't close your heart off.  Take risks, and take comfort in the unknown instead of fearing it.  Embrace the quiet, and inspiration as it comes.  Don't try to force things to happen--they will happen with time.  Be patient and above all be proud of yourself.  You will accomplish so much.  I, for one, am very proud of you.

Love Always,
Jenn

Monday, December 20, 2010

In my lap and by my side

 
 
#Reverb10 is a blogging initiative that provides prompts each day of the 31 days of December with the intent of reflecting on the past year, specifically 2010, and looking forward to what’s to come in the year ahead.

 

The Prompt(s)

Healing. What healed you this year? Was it sudden, or a drip-by-drip evolution? How would you like to be healed in 2011?

Over the past couple of months I have been processing cat adoption applications.  My job in that role is to dig as deep as I can without becoming too intrusive.  Finding out their morals, values, ethics, responsibility levels, and to answer the "why now" question as opposed to sooner than now or later than now.  There was one applicant that really hit my heart.  I learned about her family's turmoil in recent loss of not just one, but two close family members.  This got me thinking about how therapeutic animals really are for us.  That really was my decision-maker.

It made me think about how much I've gone through this year, and how every time I was upset in some way, shape, or form my beautiful puppy or my wonderful kitty were there for me.  I'd be laying on the couch watching a movie and Georgie, my puppy, would come over and lay down next to me, then put his head up on the couch and look at me with his big brown eyes, almost telling me that he knows something isn't right.  Or I could be sitting on my bed writing into the abyss on my laptop and my kitty would sit facing me and then really lightly touch my arm with his paw and then bend down and lick the spot he had just touched.

Those two are the only ones I can truly say have been there for me through every little thing.  It reminds me now on a regular basis of how healing it has truly been to have them in my life...

 
 
Georgie nudging his nose under my left arm with his cute attempts to get me to pay him attention...



My kitty curling up next to me, sleeping on my pillows every night.

(Side Note: My kitty's name on his adoption papers is Knickers, however, he has never responded to that.  He also never responded to the name he had before I adopted him--Yoda.  He does respond to my calling him Kitty though.)

The answer to this question is... Georgie and Knickers.

Even as I write this post, my kitty sits in my lap with his front paws curling around my arm as he looks up at me and nudges my chin and my face.  I couldn't ask for anything better.


Saturday, December 18, 2010

Big goals, small woman

 
 
#Reverb10 is a blogging initiative that provides prompts each day of the 31 days of December with the intent of reflecting on the past year, specifically 2010, and looking forward to what’s to come in the year ahead.

 

The Prompt(s)

Lesson Learned. What was the best thing you learned about yourself this past year? And how will you apply that lesson going forward?
 
I've learned a lot about myself, and am always learning new things as I come into different situations and meet interesting and colorful people.  I've definitely learned how far my patience can be stretched...so thin that it's 100% transparent and can burst at any moment.  And I've learned at how well I keep it together without losing my composure.  Of course, afterward I have an overwhelming need to scream.  
Maybe I'm just reminded of this because of busy season number two.  The first busy season is in the fall for back-to-school, and then in the winter for Christmas shopping, which is where I am now.  I almost can't wait for the season to be over.  Although, I would like to be able to enjoy the winter season...it's so beautiful.  The snow falls, lights twinkling, soft music plays... wrapping Christmas gifts, curling up in a thermal blanket, and drinking tea and hot cocoa.  I do believe that I will be needing a long weekend off after the season is over.
 
I keep stretching myself so thin that I haven't found the time to put up my Christmas tree.  And I have this short term goal of putting my Christmas tree together and decorated pre-Christmas.  The time went by so quickly between Thanksgiving and now.  And I know that it will be that way over the next few weeks.
 
In the new year, I will be taking everything I learned about my temper's fuse, my ability to hold my composure--regardless of how fast or hard my heart beats at severe irritation and frustration--and know that there is always room for improvement.  And it isn't just about understanding when and how to be calm and patient, but more importantly about not getting to that point.  
 
Each year begins anew in some way.  It can be a new beginning, a fresh start, and a promise to less being more.  There are millions of resolutions made during the new year, and this could easy be made into some big goal that although I have the intention and it's in my heart...over the course of the year, resolutions and promises become foggy and disappear...out of sight, out of mind.
 
So I don't want to make a big goal for myself... I will keep the lesson with me that I can scream or cry if I need to instead of bottling it up day after day...I can sleep longer hours as I need them...it's more important to be refreshed and rejuvenated.  And the rest will follow...soothing demeanor, and a strong presence.
 

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Four Days of a ReVerbist, Catching Up!

 
 
 
#Reverb10 is a blogging initiative that provides prompts each day of the 31 days of December with the intent of reflecting on the past year, specifically 2010, and looking forward to what’s to come in the year ahead.

 

The Prompt(s)

December 12 – Body Integration.  This year, when did you feel the most integrated with your body? Did you have a moment where there wasn’t mind and body, but simply a cohesive YOU, alive and present?

I have to admit, there hasn't been a time this year that I truly felt alive... you know, that feeling that absolutely everything is right in your life... and that my mind and body weren't as separate as they seem to be.  Such a thought provoking suggestion...and although this is probably a healthy question, it's not something I aspire for in my life.  I think that sometimes, in order to understand ourselves, we must be able to separate the ideas of mind and body. 

If I didn't know where one part of me began and another part of me ended, I might wind up losing myself.  It has taken me a long time to understand my own quirks and lessons that my life has had the pleasure of learning in the most difficult ways this year.

I may not be living life to the fullest, and I may not be content with my life either, but isn't that what it is supposed to be?  Never settling, always striving for improvements no matter how great or how tiny, and shooting for the best--always.  It's about knowing what to do during the hard times and enjoying the good that follows.  It's about seeing the glass half full and knowing that when something bad happens, it has taken the place of something worse.

December 13 – Action. When it comes to aspirations, it’s not about ideas. It’s about making ideas happen. What’s your next step?

It takes an active person to make things happen.  There are definitely times in my life that I just want and need to veg.  I would feel superbly content in laying on the couch in front of a DVR full of movies to choose from and hit play.  I could zone out from life for just a couple of hours and enjoy some cheez-its in midst of it all.  I have this idea, this dream that is so close but so far that I will call my book complete and begin pitching it to publishers.  My next step is to take my illustrations slowly but surely to the finish.  It could be a little while until it happens, but as long as I break the hurdles into baby steps, the overwhelming feeling of frustration will dissipate.

December 14 – Appreciate. What’s the one thing you have come to appreciate most in the past year? How do you express gratitude for it?

I appreciate all the little things in my life.... I appreciate being able to live--work, love, laugh, run, sigh, scream, and write.  I appreciate the feeling of a bubble bath, the sweet smell of an almond candle, a hot mug of tea with honey, and how it feels when I put my creativity to the test.  And I would gladly apply, rinse, and repeat each step of that every day...and continue life...with a few random and unexpected interruptions thrown into the mix.  What would life be without bits of surprise?

December 15 – 5 Minutes. Imagine you will completely lose your memory of 2010 in five minutes. Set an alarm for five minutes and capture the things you most want to remember about 2010.

I'd want to remember....
1) How to laugh out loud because it's the best medicine when things are just not going my way.
2) The most awesome pre-summer beach-side vacation in May 2010.
3) The anticipation of a spring vacation in Oregon in 2011!
4) My loving kitty who sleeps near me always, and my puppy who jumps onto my bed to nap where I slept all night.
5) My biggest goal of all--writing, and hopefully finishing, my book.

Five memories in five minutes... and although I only listed the notable memories, I will carry the not-so-notable with me into the next year.  Things happen for a reason and if I shut out the bad, how can I expect to remember the valuable lessons I've learned that came after making decisions and a few mistakes?

Sunday, December 12, 2010

The Elimination Challenge!

#Reverb10 is a blogging initiative that provides prompts each day of the 31 days of December with the intent of reflecting on the past year, specifically 2010, and looking forward to what’s to come in the year ahead.

 

The Prompt

11 Things What are 11 things your life doesn’t need in 2011? How will you go about eliminating them? How will getting rid of these 11 things change your life?



1. Hesitation.  I need to stop saying no when I should be saying yes, and I need to stop saying yes when I should be saying no.  My big problem is that I second-guess myself and hesitate, and it's that hesitation that tends to get me in trouble.  I say yes to taking care of everything, but I never stop or draw the line...I just keep going which quickly becomes the fast lane to a burn out.  Yes, I can do the laundry and bake my mother's favorite dessert!  Yes, I can take care of the various household chores!  I'll do the grocery shopping!  I can trim the puppy's toenails!  I can run into the adoption center and check on the kitties!  Yay, I get to design a holiday donation sign!  Here comes Santa-Paws and I get to be an elf!  I will do an adoption application every week!  And I'll still be able to work 50 hours a week...and oh, let's not forget time to sleep!

2. People-Pleasing/Need for Validation.  I tend to find myself in this same predicament every so often.  I like to make people happy, what's the harm in that right?  But I've always been told in so many different ways that trying to make everyone happy is the speedy way to a big failure.  So why do I always wind up trying for the same thing?  No matter how much we try to change our "bad habits" or even our habits of good intention, we do what feels natural to us.  I love seeing people smile and laugh and having a part, even ever so small, in making them happy.  I know it's impossible to please everyone, so instead of stopping something that seems to be a part of my nature, I can accept the fact that I cannot please everyone all of the time, and know that it's okay.

3. Bad Attitudes.  It seems that no matter what environment I am in, I come across some pretty bad attitudes--in department stores, in the supermarket, on the telephone, in line at the post office.  Didn't any of these people get told that you catch more flies with honey than you do with vinegar?  Even in the heat of a moment, while someone is yelling and losing his composure, the other person he is screaming at has a choice too to feed into the bad attitude or to be a cucumber.  I'm always amazed at how out of hand one person's hard moment or bad day can have a downward impact on each person they come in contact with.

4. Over-Analyzing.  This is a huge one.  Any time I make a huge mistake I think about it over and over and over again.  I hit the rewind and replay buttons in my head so much and think about what possible alternative endings could have been had my choice(s) been different than the actual.  I don't have a lot of regret in my life because I know I make choices and once they're made and unchangeable, I tend to accept my decisions and learn from the mistakes.  I try not to let myself forget that I made a mistake, how I made it, why I made it, and then what I could always have done differently.  But I over-analyze an extraordinary amount--sometimes even when I make good decisions.

5. Stuff.  I have so much stuff.  I have two closets jam packed full of different clothes, some of which was even bought recently--early Christmas gift.  I have so many pairs of shoes that I ran out of space in the bottom of both of the closets and they are hanging in shoe organizers over not just one but over two doors in my house.  The thing is that I've actually done so much better since I changed jobs last year when I left my management position in a department store where about once a week on average I was bringing something home--be it socks, a pair of jeans, cute flats, or a beautiful washable silk blouse for $3!  Of course that was where I had a terribly bad weakness for an unbelievably good deal.  Since I don't work there anymore, I would say that it is very controlled now; however, I still find moments that I indulge into some retail therapy.

6. Unnecessary Buying.  This definitely has to do with my "too much stuff" and my need for retail therapy that I could seriously figure out how to do without.  And I still find different way to justify and warrant my purchases.  Isn't everything in moderation okay?  I didn't buy my dog a toy in probably two years, so I bought him two new toys and let me tell you, he was one super happy doggie.  It seems like unnecessary spending unless you're a pet lover, like me.  I don't shower my pets with things, but they know I love them.  They get tasty treats and healthy food and long brushing appointments with the furminator in my living room.  The unnecessary spending is on things that still have their tags or are in their original packaging and have been that way for more than a month.  Let's not even touch on the things that have been there for over a year in that same state.

7. Not Asking for Help.  I've gotten better at this--I truly truly have.  But there are still times when I refuse to ask for help because I just know that I can do it better and faster on my own than if someone lent me their hand.  I think there's a higher sense of accomplishment if I do it myself from start to finish, although I am learning that while that is true that asking for help doesn't diminish my personal strength...at times it could even raise the value.

8. Drama.  I have done a pretty good job in separating myself from a lot of dramatic situations and from people who thrive on their own manifested drama-filled lives.  Although, one thing I can definitely say is that when I was forced to listen to most of it, it was quite entertaining.  The drama has only been gone for a few months, so here's hoping it stays away--far, far away and continues that path in the new year.

9. Procrastination.  When I get overwhelmed I tend to procrastinate because I don't know where to start or what to do first.  Taking one thing at a time and one day at a time is a good step in the right direction.

10.  Desk Clutter.  I spent days re-doing my office, and now I am barely ever in it because every time I have some more paperwork, I toss it on my desk, and then over a couple of weeks, I can't see the top of my desk anymore.

11. Pre-made processed food!  There is no need for cookies in the cookie aisle, no need for poptarts, pre-cooked meatballs or sausage... no need for the sausalitos or oatmeal breakfast bars.  Natural food is so much better.. cobb salads, golden delicious apples, chicken noodle soup...there's nothing like it.  In a can or in a box just isn't the same as when it comes from a pot on the stove or from the oven.  It's healthier, yes.  But it also has something the boxed and canned versions don't have--being prepared and cooked with love.


Friday, December 10, 2010

My Wisest Decision

#Reverb10 is a blogging initiative that provides prompts each day of the 31 days of December with the intent of reflecting on the past year, specifically 2010, and looking forward to what’s to come in the year ahead.

 

The Prompt

Wisdom. What was the wisest decision you made this year, and how did it play out?
 
And from the rearview I've got a clear view of who I used to be
A little bit faster now don't wanna turn around

- Runaway, Love and Theft
 
I've made a lot of decisions this year, and it's so hard to judge whether a decision was good or bad until we see the outcome.  The biggest decision I made was actually made near the end of 2009--I left the company I worked for, for 2 years.  I took a big leap on my gut feeling that I needed to change my path.  

2009 was a year of exhaustion, stress, and filled with mounds of worry and doubt.  I could feel the pressure from my boss and all the frustration and craziness.  During a year that never seemed to get any better, I looked to my faith--in my heart, in my life, and in my personal direction--I chose to change my career path.

A year ago, I wouldn't have known if this was a wise decision or not but looking back now, I believe with my whole heart that I couldn't have made a wiser decision.

Even though, as I stood outside my building last week and surprisingly shed a tear as I looked across the street at the parking lot fill with sedans and minivans, I know in my heart that I made the right choice.  As their busy and crazy season begins, my year is almost over.  Who knew that moving my daily routine right across the street would feel like a completely different world?

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Celebrate good times come on

#Reverb10 is a blogging initiative that provides prompts each day of the 31 days of December with the intent of reflecting on the past year, specifically 2010, and looking forward to what’s to come in the year ahead.

 

The Prompt

Party. What social gathering rocked your socks off in 2010? 
Describe the people, music, food, drink, clothes, shenanigans.
 
 
There's a party goin' on right here
A celebration to last throughout the years
So bring your good times, and your laughter too
We gonna celebrate your party with you
-Cool and the Gang
 
I haven't had a social gathering really rock my socks in an incredibly long time.  However, dressing in masquerade, meeting new friends, reconnecting with old friends, and all the laughter and craziness in between has left permanent imprints in my mind for memories of 2010.

Whether a casual drink at a local watering hole, or enjoying a meal like a renaissance warrior, the out-of-the-ordinary dress and non-existent inhibitions are what makes these moments and mini-events simply great.

It's all about one thing--celebration.  We celebrate time we get to spend together, finding a reason to gather and banter.  The next reason will be heightened...with a new time, a new beginning, all in a new year full of the unknown.  Celebrating the undefined and the unplanned year that is upon us...just weeks away.

Anticipation is in the air.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Beautifully Different




#Reverb10 is a blogging initiative that provides prompts each day of the 31 days of December with the intent of reflecting on the past year, specifically 2010, and looking forward to what’s to come in the year ahead.

 

The Prompt

“Beautifully different. Think about what makes you different and
what you do that lights people up. Reflect on all the things that make you
different – you’ll find they’re what make you beautiful.”

Beauty can be anything I want it to be, and can represent any definition I attach to it.  Most people will recognize beauty as a pretty face, stylish hair, well blended colors, attractive figure, and even articulative ability--but only as it compliments the rest of the above mentioned.

Beauty is in the individual--being unique and appreciating nonconformities.  I have nearly 100 different opportunities every day to make someone light up.  It's a challenge to stay positive and smile big while meeting new people who are down on themselves, and down on their lives for one reason or another.  Sometimes I have five seconds or less to make that spec of difference for them.  My hope is that I have done just that--made five seconds easier, happier, and better than the five seconds they had before that.

It takes a lot of patience, persistence, and a realization that everyone is beautifully different to achieve a good five second interaction.  After all, it's contagious--smile at someone you don't know and nine times out of ten, that other person will smile back.

Beauty is in a soft touch, genuine smiles, laughter, and grows as the capacity to love grows.  Beauty is in the eye of the beholder; however, cannot always be seen--it's also heard and felt.  We are each beautifully different by our own definitions and by the definitions by which others bestow on us.


Wednesday, November 17, 2010

The Truth is Black and White

You're wrong when it's right
It's black and it's white
-Katy Perry

It's never easy to read someone, no matter how much you might want to.  So, you walk on egg shells and hope that you don't make a mistake or upset them.  They try to find a reason to leave and you desperately try to make them happy so they will stay.

And only after everything is over and you stroll down memory lane do you realize what was really going on.  The saying goes that time will heal your pain.  In that same time, you can also figure out what really happened and how faded the truth became to you.

We see the truth we want to see, and there's no doubt about that.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Extra Time for the Holidays

Did you ever look back on the time that has already flown by... and thought where did the time go?  Not just the seconds we see tick away when glancing at the clock, or the minutes and hours that inevitably follow, but the years that now turn into decades.  I think about the time that has come and gone, some of which I feel so accomplished and rejuvenated, and other times the never ending to-do list grows and the overwhelming feeling falls over me as I wish to curl up in bed with a book and my velvety soft blanket.

Last night, or rather this morning, daylight savings ended for us as the clock ticked back for an extra hour and it seems like there's extra time to do everything now.  Even though it's just an hour of time it still seems like to much more.  It's an extra 60 minutes...an extra 3600 seconds in that whole hour of time to do the things that I always say I don't have enough time for.  And I know I won't get this extra time for very long since next year we will have to give back this extra hour gift.

And it has come at a really good time because I have just been introduced to a really awesome challenge that may seem completely unattainable but I am trying for it anyway.  This morning I registered for the NaNoWriMo which stands for National Novel Writing Month.  This is a time when a writer challenges him or herself to writing a novel in 30 days to total no less than 50,000 words.  My word count so far is 5,484 which is quite a long way off, but we never know what is possible unless we challenge ourselves.  So this will be my challenge this month. 

I am enjoying my volunteer work with the Furry Friends Network.  I've been helping out at the cat adoption center and since I went through my training, I get to process my first cat application this week!  The only down side to processing applications is when I know I'm taking information that will disqualify the applicant.  But, I just have to remember that it's my job as an application processor to collect all of the necessary facts and I am not the one who tells the applicant if they have been approved or denied.  And then next weekend is the Adoptathon at the adoption center!  It should be tons of fun!

I think it's my destiny to be a busy person...working a full-time job, working a part-time job, volunteering in between, and somehow still finding the time to contribute to my attempt at NaNoWriMo.  And of course I can attribute this to daylight savings time ending.  Without that extra hour, I don't think I would be able to do everything I need to do in a day.

Now it's time to do some really awesome holiday baking.  Today while I do lots of laundry I'm baking a caramel apple cake and two cheesecake rolls--one pumpkin and one plain although I am contemplating a chocolate layer in the plain cheesecake roll. 

Tis the season.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

My loss will be their gain

When I was a little girl, the hokey pokey really was what it was all about.  Back when The Simpsons were still classic childish comedy, chanting bubble gum, bubble gum in a dish, and swinging higher on the swing than my sister was considered an accomplishment...and not a worry in the world. 

I wonder, only after knowing, if it's better to know the details or if it's better to go on with ignorance.  As I write the next chapter to my book...it brings back memories of a journey not easily walked through.  I know that logically it's about understanding, and as I use my writing as personal growth exercises, I know that children who will be growing into young adults will find companionship in my book.  That sense of accomplishment will be ever-so-worth-it when that day comes--when I can say: "that's my book".

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Goodbye Trust. Hello Poptarts.

I've often found that it's difficult to separate myself from things that directly affect me... no matter how much I honestly and sincerely try; and no matter how much I believe and take the advice that I should go about my business and not get involved, even mentally.  

I've been backed into a corner, and forced into acceptance and toleration.  I've rolled every scenario in my mind, but of course when someone I have to trust tells me that there is light at the end of the tunnel, I feel like my hands are tied.

I'm perplexed and completely dumbfounded in the idea of trust.  Trust is a reward from integrity and personal ethics.  I didn't award trust on merit or my own good judgment, but on the judgment of others who I trust to guide me in my path and through my learning curve. 

I am still lost in this maze without a sighting of light to shine indicating an end is drawing near. 

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Goodbye Means See You Later...

I never thought about not growing up... though I foolishly believed in all of those fairytale stories and the happily ever after endings.  No one ever tells you that time will go by so fast you don't even realize it until it's gone, or that you will have to say goodbye to more people than you want to let go of and lose.

I've thought a lot about the idea that absence makes the heart grow fonder, so if goodbye simply meant "see you later" then I was able to find some strength and courage in myself...and had faith in the thought that goodbye wasn't forever.

I had to learn about life and death, heartache and pain at such a young age.

My grandma went into the hospital, and when she fell into a coma we knew it was going to happen.  After I lost her I told my mother, straight from the heart of a seven-year-old: "by the time you get old, they will have invented a pill for you to live forever" because then the most important person in my life would always be there for me.

A few years later, my grandpa died... and in my heart I believe he died of loneliness.  Although I knew he would be alone a lot, and regardless of all the many hours I spent with him because my grandma was gone... he knew, and I knew that something, or rather someone was missing.  It was the first true evidence I had witnessed to someone dying of loneliness.  

But death isn't something we can control...life runs its course, and death inevitably follows.  No matter how afraid, or hurt, or sad we become, our strength and courage must overcome that.  And although we find it difficult to accept that someone's life has been lived, we do find comfort in knowing they won't feel anymore pain.  They won't feel anymore heartache or worry and for a reason we can't ever think of, they were meant to go.  And my comfort is in knowing my grandparents are together again and neither of them have to be alone.

I always said, if only I could've said goodbye...  But the truth is that we never want to say goodbye.  We want one more moment, one more breath, just one more hug...the touch of their hand and the sound of their laughter.

Time is the most precious gift we can give each other...

And it isn't about letting go of the people they were or the memories I made with them...

And just like a dear friend one said: goodbye can still mean, see you later.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

A clean turn on cobblestones

I've been wanting to write this post for a few days, but just couldn't seem to find the right words or enough time to write them while knowing that this post could have ended up being  both overly dramatic and absolutely irrelevant at the same time. These past few months have been a series of losses and gains. Inevitably, I’ve lost some friends to the call of greener pastures, and while that was happening...realizing that I have to let some go in order to keep and be able to hold onto the ones I hold so dear to my heart.
Those who know me understand that I am not a social being, reaching the point of being completely antisocial at times. As such, I don’t look for people and I am usually perfectly happy being alone. 

I also learned that giving a damn is actually a really exhausting activity. Growing up, I decided that caring and expecting something from anything or anybody usually lead to disappointment. In a way, it has been the mantra of my life until this point. I strove to take everything lightly and believed that exerting little to no effort in anything bears the greatest rewards. Imagine my surprise when I found out that I completely failed in my attempt to not get attached to things. When the waterworks happened, I knew that I was doomed.
Friendship, it seems, mattered to me more than I thought it did.  It also made me reassess the importance of people in my life. Despite my idealized perception on being on an island, it seems that it isn’t for me or, even if it is, I have reached the point that I cannot possibly believe that anymore.

When everything I'm doing falls into place and keeps going the right way, I get incredibly caught up in the process of success and overwhelming sense of accomplishment.  Time just seems to fly right past me, and no sooner do I turn around to take notice of all that has passed me by that I notice all that I've been missing while my successes have swept me away from some of the things and people whom I cherish.

I feel the intense need to apologize to friends who I let slip away, and while I do, they tell me that there is no need...and reassurance settles that no matter how much time or distance is in between, that it won't change our relationship. 

"If you don't fall in love, you can't get hurt."

"If you don't expect anything, you can't reach disappointment."

"If you don't breathe, you can't live."
It was that last sentence that I heard that gave me a reminder of the person I used to be, social or not.  I chose to live more and worry later.  But instead of trying to figure out what happened and why, and conducting some soul searching and worrying about how I simply missed a turn somewhere... it's cleaner to have a revitalized starting point: with more energy, drive, and motivation for myself and not splitting into so many different directions that the slivers are too thin to show any real sense of noticeable accomplishment.

Friday, September 24, 2010

Wow Yourself, That's All That Matters

I have found it fairly easy to move forward and virtually forget about my high school years.  Those years spent changing schools, packing up all of my stuff, saying goodbye... it felt so routine and without a lot of emotional turmoil that leaving "home" for college couldn't have been an easier step for me to take.  And now, with all the time that has passed me by, high school has become a faded memory that I only have a mere moment's worth of a reminder when someone's birthday comes around the corner or when I hear about homecoming during this time of year.  And I have this vision of a homecoming football game: the coach yelling, cheerleaders jumping, spectators and fans screaming from the bleachers... that was a time when winning that game meant more than anything.


My place in all of the excitement... was as a fan.  I sat on the sidelines and watched all of the craziness.  This could have very possibly been my first clue that I was a quiet introvert, and very much my first step in figuring myself out.  That is a journey that I still don't believe is complete.  I mean, here I am 10 years later and I am still trying to make sense of all the craziness that I see, hear, and experience... and sometimes, get thrown into.  And at times I still feel my head spinning... and what happens when your head spins for too long, you lose your balance and fall down.  I have to reassure myself that I can pick myself back up again and keep pushing, motivating, and inspiring myself... keeping my eyes open...

I won't allow myself to forget the drive, passion, and love I have to keep myself going no matter how much these things seem to work against me.  With a wish, a hope, a prayer, a dream... a dream where everything can be so much simpler, easier, and within fingertip's reach, but always more than an arm length away.  Attaining victory is always and will always be the most invigorating feeling, and nothing can surpass that.  My victory is to attain all the teeny goals I set in front of myself, and the ability to look behind myself afterwords and say wow.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Step back into reality

I've met so many different people over the years, but I stop and wonder and question, although never out loud, why most women I meet are simply in the market to land a man.  I've heard women say that they're only half a person until they find their other half, their soul mate, true love... it's as if life doesn't really begin until they have a ring on their finger or get escorted down the aisle to begin this new life with two people as one.

Don't misunderstand what I'm saying...relationships are great, especially when you get to share your life with someone...sharing your hopes, dreams, fears, goals, and every spark of greatness and disappointment, failure and triumph... but what happened to the independent, strong-willed women?  I know they are out there, it just seems that with every corner I turn, and every new woman I acquaint myself with have such a view of relying on a man. I won't be happy until I have a man by my side



If a woman relies solely on a man, she tends to lose herself in the relationship...forgetting self worth and appreciation.  I met a very sweet girl a few years ago who graduated from college with honors and said it was just for a backup plan in case she didn't get married.  And that explanation shocked me because I thought of what a waste an intellectual mind truly is in her case.  It reminds me of the remake of the movie Stepford Wives.  Every single woman who lived in the community was an intellectual woman who did very well for herself and each one was brainwashed into being a gorgeous, happy, peppy housewife who waited on their husbands hand and foot.  It's because of movies like that one that make me stop and think about the fact that society hasn't changed a whole lot over the years.  Obviously men love to be pampered and waited on as the so called king of the castle.

I don't completely comprehend why it is that women have this notion that happiness is only achieved after finding and marrying a man...catching and keeping him always.  There's a tone in their voice(s) that exhibits self doubt in attaining happiness before they meet someone worth sharing it all with. 

The best advice I've ever received is true for everyone, not just for men, not just for women...no one out there wants to wind up with someone who isn't successful or motivated in their own way.  Confidence is the biggest attraction across the board and even having an ounce of self doubt or harboring of a self esteem issue can easily turn away the opposite sex.  However, attracting someone is usually done at the most inopportune time.  If a guy doesn't like me in my sweats with my hair pulled back and no makeup on my face, then he isn't worth my time.  Comfy clothing choices aren't what defines ability or intellect.


Women shouldn't think that their lives are going to stop or fall apart because they are without a man.  If a man cheats, it's his conscience that suffers, it's his worth and value that depreciates.  If he walks away, it's his loss and a mistake he must live with in regret of what he left.  Women beat themselves up over being alone and allow themselves to fall into some kind of depression because they are not accompanied by a man who makes her complete.  We are not in the movie Jerry Maguire where Tom Cruise tells Renee Zellweger "you complete me".  Life is a lot harsher than that and regardless of how memorable a movie is because it exhibits what we want to see and hear, when the movie is over we must step back into reality.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Blogging my footprint


Five years ago, if I had looked ahead to today I definitely would not have thought I would be where I am.  And I remember five years ago... I had flown myself to England on British Airways and journeyed through the best three months of picture taking, researching, traveling, singing, laughing, cocktailing... and planned every part of my life out... getting my MA in Boston, living with and marrying (what I thought was) the love of my life, and growing my own roots as I write and publish stories I longed to have on pages in a book on a shelf in a book store with a publisher's mark on the inside of the first page.

I was so naive that I couldn't recognize the signs that were right in front of me telling me that this was not the path that was meant for me.  I didn't have a choice but to join the work zone: three piece suits, stockings, pumps...the whole shabang.  And working day-in and day-out with the same eight people led me to the realization that I hated being bolted to a desk.  Retail management was calling my name.

This was just after I had broken off my relationship of four and a half years, and instead of blaming myself and throwing myself into a pit of depression, regret, and remorse, I knew that I needed to fill my time and energy with something better.  And what better to fill all that time with than surrounding myself with people?  Nine times out of ten, when someone smiles at you the immediate thoughtless reaction is to smile back, and that's exactly the medicine I needed.

The mystery and adventure of retail is that I never know what I am going to get myself into, with every customer complaint, issue, resolution...fulfilling every duty, completing every task on the list that only grows even as I check them off in order of priority.  A department store is an animal in its own retail species, and any time of year there is so much hustle and bustle, but the holiday season is so incredibly insane--not just for one day, although that one day, just after thanksgiving, is a day to grit my teeth and bear it.  I escaped that jungle a year ago, and although I am still in retail management I have the time and energy to read, write, imagine, create, discover and document my journey through life.  I have the time to stop and smell the roses, if you will.

Of course, with help and support along the way has helped me move slowly in the right direction.  Regardless of all of the setbacks or hindering that stood in my way, I managed to move past all of the bad and allow myself to change and grow through my bumpy journey.

You see, five years ago, and the journey through those five years I felt like I was never going to get my chance, my break, to give the time I needed to be able to give to my writing.  And as I lost touch with myself, I starting thinking what a failure I had become.  I wasn't simply procrastinating, I actually started believing I couldn't write anymore with the personal style, flare, and hoohaa that I grew while in college. 

And here I sit, writing and illustrating my book, enjoying life's challenges, and blogging my footprint into the world.

Monday, August 30, 2010

Back-to-School

I had mostly forgotten what this time of year was like when parents and kids are frantic to buy all of the school supplies they need before the first day back.  "Look Mom, pencils for 10 cents!"  "I want book socks!"  And seeing some of the kids  pull on their parents' hands to rush into the aisles, and then other parents pulling their kids along while everyone is after the same supplies. 



I feel this event is like Christmas in the department store.  Because at the end of the night, after the door has been locked, and we turn around to face the mess, we are in awe of how torn apart the store has become.  And we know that regardless of how perfect we make it right now, it will be this way again tomorrow.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Watching the wild

A few days ago I noticed a cute yellow and black bird hopping around my yard.  Today, while writing the beginning to the fourth chapter in my book, I saw the same bird again perched on the electrical wires connected to my house.  It makes me want to go out right now and get a bird feeder and hang it from the ginormous tree in my front yard.

Who knew I would become such an avid bird watcher?

I never really could get into people watching, but for some reason bird watching really fascinates me.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

searching

Like a needle in the hay stack...

Though, the way I heard it...it would be like searching the corners of the earth with a lit candle.

Saturday, July 31, 2010

creative places, creative spaces

It's so important to have a space to create in--a space to call my own that I can write, draw, and reflect on the past, decisions, reasons, and growth in my personal journey. Inspiration is often so hard to come by, or find in my own life and my own work.  The buzz of a text message interruption, the beep of the alarm clock that awakes me from a dream I can only have while nestled in my comforter and surrounded by my eight pillows atop the queen bed in the bedroom. 

The drawer filled with parts of ideas, epiphanies gone stale, and a passion put to temporary rest.  A pantry closet which houses memory books and chunks of my life that are so far behind me that no matter how much I organize them, and re-place them in some kind of order, doesn't change their existence.

No matter how much I agree with the idea that every past has shaped my present and future, and hand pick the good out of all the bad, the bad is still there.  And so, I take each piece, every part into my pocket, instead of on my sleeve where all can see it, and believe that out of the past couple of decades, I can tap into the creative space at my own pace and reflect--to continue on my journey.