Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Indecisive

Have you ever been so indecisive that it kills you inside? I am going through something like this right now. Change is never easy for anyone, but when there are unknown consequences to your decisions, it can be scary. Thus far in my life, I have never made a decision that I have regretted. You may think it sounds cliche but I have learned from every decision that I have made. Good or bad. I've either been knocked down or held up high.

I have been thinking about starting my own business. That doesn't sound very scary, does it? Well, it is. I have so many questions in my head. I am afraid of not being a success. I go on sites like Pinterest and I see all kinds of ideas but I know that there are not enough hours in the day too do everything that I want to do which is create. I lose confident and thing that I am not "good enough" or that "no one would be interested in what I do." Can I set prices that are affordable in my demographic area and still make a living? How much inventory should I have before I start? Should I stick to one kind of craft or is eclectic okay? Can I do something that will give me more time with my family? Do I have enough ambition and drive to do this? How much am I looking to make? Is it realistic?

Just typing has made me realize what I need to do. RESEARCH

I have the questions written down. I just need to find the answers.

Monday, February 29, 2016

Life is hard

Life is hard like the granite that spill into the woods, here in the Maine . There is so many ups and downs. They are kind of like the mountainous roads that surround us. Making twists and turns, climbing up steep grades only to feel like the road drops out from underneath us taking the wind from our lungs.

It can leave us so full of sorrow that we don’t know how we will ever go on. We’re overcome with the darkness of regret of “what ifs” and  “I should haves”. A rolling thunderstorm brews inside.

If you believe and have faith, you will see that at the end of every dark night, the sun does rise. You may have a hard time getting out of bed and believing that life goes on. Sometimes you have to look for it in the little things. Maybe it’s the birds singing their good morning song outside your window or the lonely crocus springing up through the frosty ground. Or maybe it’s the gurgling of a brook.


Today is a gift. We opened our eyes this morning. From our birth until our last breath, we live. If today is hard. Live for this second or this minute.  Baby steps. It will get better.


Monday, February 22, 2016

Just a thought...

Ponder:

Remember when we were kids and we use to watch Saturday morning cartoons. (IMO that was the best day of the week). I remember an episode of Tom & Jerry where Jerry slams a fry pan over Tom's (the cat) head. Tom's head would take on the shape on the pan and little stars would appear over his hard and tiny bird tweet as the circle it. As kids we knew that if we were hit by a fry pan that there is no way it would make that shape. 





Today's realistic cartoons desensitize kids to real violence. Although the outcome is far different, I think that seeing these realistic images over and over again makes a a perception of "no big deal" ,where as the frying pan shaped head was silly.

Thursday, February 18, 2016

Inspiration sometimes comes at the most unexpected time. Like this morning

Words from my husband who has been enjoying his new adventure with his first smart phone. An iPhone.



100 years of perfection just by "luck" it has no value . But step back and see how priceless a 100 years is inspiring.

Thursday, February 4, 2016

One can make a difference

Can one person make a difference? Most definitely, "Yes". We all make an impact in more than one way. Even something that seems minute to you may have a big impact on someone else.

At my place of employment, I have been processing gifts for a Memorial Scholarship. As I have continued to process these gifts, I wondered about the young man that these gift were in honor of. A basic google search revealed way more than I could have ever expected.

This 23 year old's life was cut short by a tragic motorcycle accident in which he was test driving a bike. The death of this young  man not only had a tremendous impact on his family and friends at a small town university that he attended but the importance of his life and what he was doing was making a difference in his community.

He believed in a sustainable environment and living a healthy life style, using locally grown organic foods. He took his belief and campaigned the university and local restaurants to seek local sources for their food whenever possible.In turn, keeping the community's money local.

Even after death. many have believed in his mission. There is now a yearly fundraiser in his owner by local restaurants where items produced with his mission in mind are offered on the menu with proceeds going to his scholarship fund.

Where does the money go to besides a recipients education? Right in their mouth. Students are award meal plans at the university.

If this young man made a difference in his short life. Imagine what anyone could do.

What will be your legacy?

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

A girl can dream





I have all kinds of intentions in my life but after a long day at work I seem to lose my “get up and go”.

My husband makes fun of me because I have all kinds of craft supplies. He says, “You tell me that you have a neat idea, buy the materials and then never do it.”

I want to “do ”it. I live in the sticks and when I am not buying supplies when I think about out, I won’t have it when I want to “do” it. Besides, I have so many magnificent ideas, I cannot possibly do them all at once.

I insist that when we buy our new (to us) house later this year that I have to have a room just for my craft supplies. Don’t like looking at it? Close the door. Problem solved. I also think that having a dedicated room will allow me to set things aside and come back to them. 

It is also helpful that my youngest is in his last year of being home with us so things should be staying put. You know, right where I placed them.

A girl can dream, can’t she?

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Only one rule. It is not about me.






S

She is quiet as a church mouse, but…
She doesn’t go to church.
She’s stoic in nature. We wonder what she thinks
Stormy is her mind with thought
Stored inside. Ready…
Surging on the edge of explosion
She stuffs emotions  deeper and deeper only to…
Surge again and again.
Spill…
She does.
Scream
Stifle
Sniff
Surrender
Sweet Relief
Start Over
Stoic in nature, We wonder what she thinks
Stormy is her mind
Silence…until
She surrenders again

Editing your life

My Life Needs Editing.... Mort Sahl

What does it mean to edit your life? My thought would be to delete the things that you don't need and work on the things that you do my making it more meaningful.

One thing that I am learning to delete is things. I am trying to work on things that I need and not so much want with the hopes of saving the money for a bigger desire. A NEW HOUSE

It's a battle that I fight with myself. I love cutesy stuff. I am addicted to Pinterest. I see all of these cool things that I want to do but never have enough time or motivation in the day to do them. So, like all new habits, I need to adjust and remind myself what my ultimate goal is and if I must "buy" something, I have the NEW HOUSE in mind.

A friend gave me some great advice about giving yourself subliminal messages. You know how you have to change passwords every so often. Make your new password a phrase or catch phase. For example if you were trying to exercise more. You could use "Ex3rcise" as a password. Type that enough and it just may get ingrained.
 

Ha.. My wandering mind

Please do not be mistaken. My mind has not been completely on track for the last year. I guess it has just been my typing and motivation has. What the heck! It's a new year. Let's give this another try.

2015 Update

What happened in 2015? It is all a blur except for the last part where I quit my job. That's right, 16 years pushed away in the push of a button on the old fax machine (sending in the resignation).

I learned a valuable lesson. Everyone deserves respect and when the breaking point is reached it is 'tootle loo". I gave two weeks and landed a very nice job at the local university. It has taken some getting use to. I am use to being a little more busier than what I am. Maybe that is because I was stretched thin for 16 years.

I must say that it is a lot more relaxing. I actually have a lunch where I can take off for an hour each day. Not like my previous job where I was chained to the desk waiting on a phone or door bell to ring. You just pictured that, didn't you.

It's on to 2016

Big things are happening.
The hubs and I hope to be in a new house by the year end. Please Please Please. We are working so hard for this.

We'll keep you updates.