WARNING ~ Nature Humbles

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Keep in mind, once you cross, you must return with less. Otherwise, how else will you be able to fit through that small passage and come back?

Seriously, being out in nature can help shrinks problems, lessens troubles, relieves tension, plus reduce our waist line, if we adjusts our perspectives.

WARNING! Being out in the wild-of-less, it’s a humbling experience.

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Nature Is Conversant

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🍂WOES FROST MY SPIRIT🍂
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Unseen ground roots bind my soul long enough to hear the earth below my feet whisper valuable advice. “Don’t allow the obvious to mislead your heart and react from the immediate emotion.

Take a breather, hush your thoughts and pay attention to what is not easily seen.

There is much to learn about what lies under what first is presented before you.

Don’t allow difficulties or hardships to take your focus from the earth.

For God created you from the same dirt which brings spring back with its beautiful colors to paint the world.

You are to bring color into other souls. You are free to be what you were created to do.

Believe and you will brighten souls with what you know to be true.”
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Nature is conversant, are you listening.

Woes may frost my spirit, but truth melts the frost.

The Dangers of holding Yourself Back

Stifling Dreams Create Nightmares

20180120_153624.jpgWhat talent am I suffocating, because of what if it takes off?

What ability am I quenching, because of what others may think of me?

What inspiration am I killing, because of what if it succeed?

Stifling our creativity harms not only ourselves, but those whom would have benefited from our work.

In a sense, we are not only killing our growth by withholding inspiration from the world around us, but we are keeping ourselves in the darkness of hopelessness.

Breakthroughs from stifle thinking, not only brings dreams alive, but give light for many other souls to hope again through our gifts, talents and works.

Be creative, spread insight, possibilities and imagination.

Allow your dream to take flight.

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Fenced, Chained and Locked

20170103_073940.jpgFENCED, CHAINED AND LOCKED ~ Here is where I find myself more often than I want. The good thing is, it’s happening less and less as I discover what binds me down.

Many times I know what keeps me from escaping the prison I find myself in. It’s those darn fears, crippling insecurities, blinding doubts, and the cutting words of whom I’ve given power over me.

The question is what’s binding me today? Why can’t I get to where I want to be? Why is it that the work I honestly want to get done, seems impossible to reach?

It’s not all about the will, or the heart or even the mind that stops me. It’s what I’ve been told and have accepted as truth, which isn’t mine. The words which have been spoken over me, may have a ring of truth, but they have been dunk in the murky water of guilt and control.

Have you notice, that once you’ve accepted a truth from a love one, it weight you down? It may have not been noticeable right away, but in time you began to wonder, why am I moping around and not getting things done?

Then you give yourself that pep talk which has helped you before, but you find that it’s not working. As a faith person, you’ve cried out to God and ask him for help. Which He’s faithfulness never has let you down. Even so, the familiar pressure of the chain of hinderance wrap itself tighter and tighter around your mind, heart and eventually your soul. What do you do then?

Here is what I do, I pray and wait for God’s faithfulness to help me find what keeping in bondage. In the mean time I journal. If enlightenment of what weights me down doesn’t come, I call my mentor or a friend, whom knows my struggles and ask for prayer and insight.

Today, it was words, which held some truth but have been dunked in the murky water of guilt, jealousy, envy and control. I was made aware, to take responsibility of my neglects without the negativity that came with the truth.

What’s weighing you down? Why aren’t you able to accomplish the tasks you need to do or the projects you desire to do? Whom or what are you believing about your present self?

May you find the truth which unlocks the lock. May the chains of falsehood fall from your mind, heart and soul. But most important, may Truth set you free to take care of your responsibilities and to use your gift to your potential.

God bless you.

 

Paths of Self Discovery

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Along the path you will discover that you too can flee away from danger. Listen and be aware.

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When one must turn back along the path take time to reflect. Keep the good and leave the bad.

Choices exist of where to walk on any path. Either choice brought you from and took you to the same place, the uniqueness of who you are.

Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge

 

 

Comparisons

IMG_20180116_115414_092.jpgA small tree stood out among the giant trees. It seemed as it wanted to say something to me.

I asked my daughter go stand by the tree.

Then, I realized, how tall the tree actually was compared to my daughter, who is much taller than me.

IMG_20180116_115414_091.jpgIt’s was a good reminder to myself of who or what am I comparing myself to. It’s not about my outward height or abilities, but how I persevere the circumstances and people in my heart.

Will they become giants who will overshadow me?

Or, will I ignore them as if they are not worth my time and energy?

I hope and pray, that I will not think of myself as better than anyone else or shrink back because of what I have to face or what others say to me.

Instead, I’ll be strong and steadfast in what I believe as I encourage others to overcome their struggles.

Life is too precious to run and hide.

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A Working Man ~ My Husband

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He keeps going
In spite of the pain
or the bitter cold
For he has a
Loving obligation
Feed and shelter
Those he adores

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Here is a great blog to read, “There are Good Guys Out There,” by Cage Dunn. Her blog propelled me to post this poem I wrote about my husband. I first posted the poem to go with the picture on Instagram. Hope you stop by Cage’s blog.

Be Hopeful

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🔹️BE HOPEFUL🔹️
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Dispite how dark, gloomy and heavy your world may get, look to the heavens.

Allow its glory to pull your soul to a higher calling, brighten your perspective and give you Light to spread among the darkness of this world.

Be the sparkle of hope this Christmas.

Be an angle of light that illuminates.

Be the gift that transforms the gloom to joy.

Be the reason a soul flicks a smile and sees kindness, when they see you.
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Shapes With Memories Can Be Fun

Leaves, mushrooms, a spill or shadows are some sort of shape. Each item sends a signal to our brain and a connection to a memory is made.

What do these photos remind you of? Here’s what they bring to my mind.

Autumn Leaves are colorful un even diamonds.

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These mushrooms are a pile of rubbery bicycle tires.

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The oil spill, totally looks like a heart.

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The rectangular shadows on the bridge brings back the desire of a hopscotch game. 

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Leave a comment if you like, of what came to mind when you saw one of these photos.

Next time you are out walking or hiking, check for shapes and see what they pull out of your past. You may end up playing a game of hopscotch. You just never know.

Grateful ~ Liebster Award

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My boat rocked and I was blown out of the water of creativity when I read a message on my blog from Megha’s World.

Megha nominated met to an award I knew nothing about, the Liebster Award.  Minutes earlier, I read on her blog, of her two nomination by two bloggers and wondered what the award was for. Not sure why, I overlooked my blog among the other nine she had named for this recognition.

Let me tell you what I like about her blogs , her poetry has its own unique style and flavor. Her writings are open-minded and heart touching. She weaves her own experiences and perceptions in a way which makes the piece easy to read. I enjoy the topics she addresses and her suggestions. Take time and visit her sight, if you haven’t been introduce to her style of creativity. You will not be disappointed.

I feel honored and grateful for Megha selecting my blog. I’ve learn much in the process of writing this blog Thank you very much for this recognition, Megha.

My questions for the blogs, I will recommend later, will be on part 2 of this post. Why? I don’t like to write long blogs and this one is super, duper long.

Here are my answers to Megha’s questions. 

Why did I get involved in writing?

Over ten years ago, my best-friend Julia sat and read a story of mine and said, “Lidia, this is good. Very good. Do you know how many people could be benefit from your story?”

I learned, my short stories did help others. Women, I  counsel, read my stories and receive comfort. I kept hearing over and over again that I should publish these stories. My friend’s and the women’s encouragement sent me on a quest to improve my writing skills.

Getting published is not an easy endeavor. For the last six years I’ve been learning everything I can to write well. Mistakes still slip, but they don’t stop me.

What event in my life taught me the most?

Keeping the theme of writing I would have to say, it was the evening God sent me to unburied my talent. It took a long journal entry to find the gift of storytelling. That same evening, a short story was born. Six years later, the story received first place at the Cascade Awards from the Oregon Christian Writers. 

This experience taught me to see myself as a true writer.

What is the one thing that I like about myself and why?

Wow! I had to think on this one, because it is something I don’t evaluate about myself. I would have to say, my ability to capture natures beauty through photography  and write an insert from the photo.

Nature captures my attention and sets my creative process free.

Who is my favorite writer and why?

My mentor, Marion Duckworth took me under her wing five years ago and didn’t give me slack as she edited my work. With every critique came hours of work. It wasn’t all about the written word, but the heart of writing. She would ask me questions like, why do I write and what message do I have to tell the world? Who is my audience?

The one question she asked often was, “Is writing a calling?”

If I would had said, “It’s a quest,” then she would have told me, “Then you can quit any time. But, if it’s a calling and you quit, then it’s all between you and God.” She doesn’t sugar coat anything. Always tells me like it needs to be heard. Without her and God, I wouldn’t be answering these questions.

Marion Duckworth, is ninety-one and she just published another book on kindle. She’s an amazing woman of God. 

What is the definition of being successful in life?

Honestly, success intimated me.  Why? Because success can shrink hearts and enlarges heads.

I would have to say, success is when one of my story helps many, yet it will not shrink my heart.

How do I handle fear?

My first instinct is run and hide the fear. Fear will climb on my shoulders, weighing me down, not allowing me to do what I desire to do. I’ve realized, if I face my fear and ask it questions, it actually can help me.

Here are some questions I ask fear when it appears. Why are you here? What is it that you don’t want me to see about myself? Where did you come from? If I know the answers to these questions then I know if it’s the past, present or the future that I’m trying to avoid.

Fear is a friend and not an enemy. It comes to warn me about myself more than others, or forces outside of me.

I do find myself wanting to tuck fear in the “later box” which, I keep in my heart, I still react and flee. This is something I’m still working on and possibly an ongoing task.

Would I change anything about me?

Me, in the inside, no! Because that’s who I really am and where my stories come from. Yet, me on the outside, must change, or the circumstances that come my way will devastate me. Even though I have lived fifty-nine years, life, always has something new to show me. My dog, who has passed away, taught me, that an old dog can learn new trick on his last year of his life. He had to learn to live with the cancer that killed him.

Our world is changing, if I don’t change then I will become brittled and my stories will not be read. Instagram and blogging has changed the way I think and write. They are kinda scary, but fear doesn’t cripple me anymore, it propels me to move forward.

Who is my favorite Author?

Honestly, I do not have one. I have never been able to say he or she is my favorite, beside the author of life. I’m a very different bird than most writers. Maybe it is because my brain is wired to be more of a mathematician than a writer.

Let me tell you, why Jesus is my favorite author, He is my example for living my life. He helps me write my stories and ideas. He keeps me striving to be better than I was yesterday. He teaches me when it’s time to adapt, change, improve and grow. He reminds me, that I can’t stay small. I must get taller, wider and deeper with my thinking and understanding or I will die inside.

What inspires me most about writing?

Two things, other writers

The second, stories which transform, inspire and move the heart of the reader. That’s magical.

Give myself a tagline.

“To be an illuminating lamp, who burns from the oils of gratitude and gladness.”

Thank yo for bearing with my long answers. Blessings.