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"Whatever you think you can do, or believe you can do, begin it, because action has magic, grace, and power in it." Goethe


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ICAD 2017: Creativity Abounds

Shout out to artist Brenda Leonard for her talent and generosity in painting portrait  cards for some of us who are participating in this year’s Index Card a Day Challenge. Tammy Garcia is the artist and creator of ICAD, and  the info for the challenge can be found on the  Daisy Yellow page on Facebook. Instagram users are posting the hashtag #dyicad2017. 

Give yourself a few minutes a day of “you time” and transform an ordinary index card into something new. 

This is my fourth year to participate as an Icadian and my goal is to become an ICAD Guru, completing all 61 cards in the challenge. 

My cards do not come close to the work below by Brenda Leonard, but the challenge is not a competition. It is an act of DOING, and when we can make that happen, more talent naturally emerges.


Come join us! It is one of the most encouraging and supportive art groups in FB land. 


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Good Friday 4/14/17

I bought a rose bush this morning  to honor the memory of my best friend. A drunk driver took her away from me on this day five years ago. I spoke to her that morning. A few hours later, she was gone. 

I thought I’d die.

That year began a journey of losses and realizations and change. Over and over, death stared me in the face. Then, the very next year my  husband was diagnosed with a rare and aggressive cancer. Again…

I thought I’d die.

Some days I really wanted to. 

I do not have the answers to why people suffer and struggle. And even though some say Jesus already suffered for us all, we know the reality is that we still suffer here. 

This isn’t a post about looking for the good. It’s a post about realizing even though.

Even though there is pain and loss and suffering…

Even though we sometimes live seasons when the world is falling apart around us…

Even though we are not sure how the light will come to us again…

I’m only here to remind us all…

The Light is in you. It is deep within you and will never be extinguished. It is waiting for when the day comes you are able to walk in it again. 

Unconditionally.

Today, I pray for the broken-hearted. For the world at large. For all those who suffer physically, mentally, spiritually.

Back to the rose bush. A dear and mutual friend gave me a rose bush to plant in memory of our friend. She planted one, too. Hers, five years later is blooming in yellow radiance. She sent me a picture of it. I confessed mine didn’t make it, but today I am  trying again. Pink double blooms for a woman named Waydean. 

When I drove up with it to the area I’d decided on, one lone cardinal greeted me as if it say Finally. 

The sun is bright here today. I can feel it. 

God bless you ALL…




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Open Your Eyes: A Lenten Journey 3/31/17 (Friday’s Five) 

1. A poem: “They Ate the Bulbs of Tulips” by Mark Wagenaar. You can access it at poets.org using the search bar.
It’s today’s featured poem. It has been awhile since a poem moved me to tears. I thought maybe I was in a sentimental mood this morning. I just read it again. Same reaction. The beauty of poetry. The words writers choose. I’m thankful I still have the “feel that” button in my soul.

2. A visit from a dear friend. She brought happiness in the form of candy, a fringed basket, a textile garland for my art studio. Friends who listen. She’s my “free pass” friend from a dark time. I love her.

3. A postcard with magic marker scribbles from an almost 3 year old who brings me joy. Her mama does, too. I’m old enough to be her mother, but our souls seem to be in sync. 

4. Packages from my daughter who can’t be here this year for my tomorrow birthday. Before she left in January, she made sure all the family had presents for special days waiting. She texted me tonight to tell me which ones were mine. Love.

5. Another candle on the cake. My April Fool’s birthday is tomorrow, but since I’m fairly confident I’ll wake to see it, I’ll add it here. So immensely thankful to be alive.

I love Fridays. I like thinking back over the week and consciously noting things that bring me joy. To read good words, laugh with good friends, receive love from people I am so blessed to know in this life…truly touched tonight. 

Tomorrow, I’m celebrating a bit differently. I plan to go on a solo day trip with no expectation other than to see what I see. I know I’ll reflect on another year opening its doors. 

So glad to be here. 


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Open Your Eyes: A Lenten Journey 3/25/17 (Saturday)

New life is all around us. I might have missed this if I had not decided to take  a quick walk outside with my youngest grandchild this morning. 

The pond is shimmering, there are tree limbs down from a rainy, windy yesterday. Mud puddles abound. Trees in bud  and new willows taking hold. 

Glorious sunny Saturday. 

Open your eyes to the gifts of life today.


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Open Your Eyes: A Lenten Journey 3/21/17 (Tuesday)

I hope you’re keeping some kind of record.”–Leonard Cohen

I am a collector of quotations. Unfortunately, I have not collected them in one place. Instead they are torn from magazines, underlined in books I’ve kept, jotted down on random slips of paper I run across from time to time. 

This Lent, though, I feel a calling to gather. Gather words and sentiments of my own as well as those of others who speak to my heart. 

I’m opening my eyes once again to the reality that life is fleeting. If we are called to keep a record, let’s do it. 


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Friday’s Five on a Saturday 

I started writing Friday’s Five awhile ago…I think it can be measured in years now instead of weeeks. Kinda cool to know I still care about finding the good things. Savoring them. And, something else hasn’t changed…I still run late. I know it’s Saturday. I’m still grateful. Haha

So here are my latest five from the week and/or lately. Five good things that make my soul expand. I invite you to share yours, too. 

1. A “no surgery required” message. That’s #1 this week…my sweet daughter was in an accident but is on the road to recovery. I say a lot of “Thank you, God”prayers. And I learned once again that this life is best lived in the moment we are in. We cannot fix a lot of things. We can experience them and let them pass, knowing others are in the chute.

2. Dogs that make big messes. I’ve been coming home to a variety of displays like bigger holes in the yard, broken flowerpots, doggie treats retrieved from a high shelf and eaten (picture the biggest box of Milk Bones…empty!) Why is this a grateful thing? Because it reminds me I’m lucky to have these pooches. And they know how to communicate with me: you have not been playing with us enough. Get it together, Mama.  I hear you. I’ll do better. 

3. Ex-cons. Witnesses to suicides. Yes. Plural. Recovering addicts. Overworked and tired people. These are a few of the ones who have shared their stories and written their poems and prose with me so far this semester. I’m thankful for groups that are communities in the truest sense of the word. We share and speak and trust that our feelings matter and have a place in the world. I’m a better person for knowing these people and listening.

4. Crying grandbabies. They force me to slow down. Observe. Fix what I can. Cuddle. Soothe. Love. 

5. Never ending lists. Lots of things that need doing. And some things that just want doing. This blog is one of the wants. Glad I made the time today.

Even in the twists and turns and busy-ness of life, there is good. I hope you can find it, too.