Thursday, April 25, 2013

Nearing the end of spring semester...

One of the "rules" of blogging is to not repost a photo more than once. Well, I am purposefully going against that "rule" today. I posted this photo last year when I was amidst the final stretch of the fall semester. I am now in the final stretch of the spring semester. I think this photo may become a "final stretch of the semester" tradition. So, you may see it again in the future. I am indeed in the midst of the final stretch of the semester. I have been and will continue to be much quieter around here until finals week is over. 

The good news? I am looking forward to writing and photographing a lot more come summer time! I decided I needed to rest this summer instead of taking summer classes. Part of the time of rest will be used to be creative. I am very much looking forward to it. 

Amidst all of this studying and project completing I enjoy taking little music breaks. Last night I found a song that I really like! It is called Stealing Romance by the Milk Carton Kids. There is one particularly poetic line that I could listen to over and over again- "I'll be the step in your slow dance, this time." Such a wonderful line! Poetry in music! (I have listened to the song at least seven times.) If you would like to download it and some of their other songs they have up some music on NoiseTrade. Here is the link

Have a great rest of your week! I look forward to being back once the final stretch of spring semester is done.


Thursday, April 18, 2013

A single rose...

Cheerful rose.

Beautiful rose.


I feel like I have shared a lot of melancholy lately.
So, I wanted to stop, pause, and take time to share something beautiful.

This rose was clipped from one of my mom's rose bushes. There is something so special about roses from your own yard. Each year you get the blessings and pleasure to enjoy the roses produced by the bush. I told my sweet mom that roses from the store are never quite like roses from your very own rose bush.

This pink rose was so fragrant! The scent was light and wonderful.

I am thankful for fresh spring roses and the beauty they bring to a simple window.

Have you ever clipped a rose from a rose bush?


His joy will be my strength...


"When my world is coming undone
I will stand on this faith that has overcome it all
Your joy will be my strength"

-Your Joy Will Be My Strength The Foresters 

In life, there are hard seasons. I'm in the thick of such a season now. It hurts. I have an aching heart. But, God is still faithful. His joy is my strength amidst the difficult times. 

If you are in a difficult season, take heart. 

And, though my heart is aching. Though this season is hard. I give thanks that my family and the ones I love are living, breathing, and that I may tell them how much I love them. My heart aches for those in Boston and those in West Texas who cannot say the same due to tragic loss. 

My heart is heavy amidst this season. My eyes spill tears. But, I still see God's faithfulness throughout my years and trust His faithfulness now even if I do not understand.

Matthew 11:28-30 


Tuesday, April 16, 2013

20 before 20...

20 before 20

In about a month I will be 20. It is such a strange thought. Good, but strange.

I am looking forward to turning 20, yet I want to appreciate these last few days before I turn 20. So, I decided to make a list of course! Specifically, I decided to come up with a list of 20 things to do before my birthday. I chose little things to celebrate the little blessings in life that would make special memories.

20 Before 20

1. Blow bubbles
2. Watch a sunset while listening to Crickets n’ Fireflies by Drew Barefoot
3. Go on a picnic
4. Dance and twirl
5. Bake a new cookie recipe
6. Finger paint
7. Drink a cup of mint tea with vanilla and almond milk
8. Read the book of Nehemiah
9. Finish this spring semester well
10. Photograph wildflowers
11. Watch a sunrise while listening to The Glorious Unknown by Drew Barefoot
12. Read five poems aloud
13. Journal everyday (note: for 20 days)
14. Start a crocheted picnic/park blanket
15. Read Winnie the Pooh
16. Hold a single red balloon
17. Smell flowers in a floral shopping area
18. Walk around a bookstore
19. Write a new song
20. Ride a bike. (Or, at least try since it has been so long since I last did!)

As I was thinking about the days before my birthday, I decided to also jot down a quick list for my birthday day.

On my birthday day-

1. Wear a flower crown upon my head.
2. Wear a happy springtime dress
3. Write a prayer of thanks and praise for all my years and all my days
4. Spend time with my family
5. See Luke and hold his hand
6. Blow out at least one candle on top of a cupcake
7. Sing and maybe dance
8. Get white daisies
9. Cherish the time.

Do you like making lists? Have you ever made a pre-birthday list?


Edit- Once I complete an item on the list I will go back and underline it. 

Monday, April 15, 2013

Praying for Boston...

Pausing a moment.

I would like to take time to pause today and instead of writing my typical Magnificent Monday post be a little quieter in response to the Boston marathon explosions today.

I saw the news on the tv at school and quickly walked to the library to look it up online. My heart aches for the loss of life and my prayers are with those who are hurt. I am also praying for the loved ones of those who are hurt and the loved ones of those who have died.


Friday, April 12, 2013

The spring maiden...

She rested with flower petals upon her hair.

Rest with flowers...

She woke with them still there.

Wake with flowers.

She looked up at the cloudy sky and smiled.

This was a pleasant way for time to be beguiled.

This was a restful spring day.

The flowers had come earlier than the days of May.

The flowers had come along with showers in April.

The changing of seasons to spring was so faithful.

The maiden with the petals upon her hair often thought,

"Yes, spring is a beautiful gift that we have got."

Happy Friday to you.


Thursday, April 11, 2013

The maybe post...

A wave, a moment.

To write. To write is for me to be honest. I am the most honest when I spill words onto a page. It may be a page that is the product of a cut down tree or it may be a page that is digital. But the spilling of words is still an honest action.

Perhaps I have been quiet lately within this space because I don’t feel like I can be completely honest. The words my heart has been spilling lately are words that only my journal can hold. The rhythms of my heart are beats that need to be expressed in a private setting. The thoughts I must work through lately are best kept in a safer place.

And maybe, maybe that is okay. Maybe it is okay not to share so much in this space right now. Maybe it is okay to rest. Maybe it is okay to rest, to drink a cup of tea, to pray, to read, to breathe.

Maybe for a time the words that spill are for my journal. Maybe for a time I write poems just to express. Maybe someday I’ll share them. Maybe some poems will be short maybe some will have over 1,000 words. I’ll let my words be honest.

Maybe for right now I’ll share fewer words and instead share more pictures. Maybe. Oh, that passive word of mine. 

Amidst all the maybes this I know tonight- God is granting grace even amidst all this. Amidst the hard, the stress, and more, He grants grace.

And, this I know- I am grateful for this space. Even if for this time I am quieter in words, I will still be creative and share here.

For those of you that read. Thank you.
I hope in some small way that this little blog abode blesses you. I hope it will continue to bless you even if I am quieter for a little while.  


Friday, April 5, 2013

Hard things of yesterday and the softness of flowers...

April Showers

April Morning

April Flowers

Yesterday was honestly one of the hardest days I've had in a very long time. I was having to work through and process something in regards to a personal relationship. I cried, I wrote a poem-ish piece with over one thousand words in it, I prayed, I took time to write in my journal, and I drank hot calming tea. It was a hard day.

That morning as I sat in the kitchen looking at my tulips I thought of something. When I first bought the tulips they were bending heavy with floral weariness since they needed to be cut, placed in a nice still location after so much moving about, and desperately in need of water. So I took the time to trim the stems, place them in the stillness of a vase upon a solid foundation of a table, and give them fresh water to drink. I left them upon the table and went off to bed after a time of writing late Tuesday night.

Yesterday morning I woke up and when I looked at the flowers as I took some medication I saw that they had stood up taller in the vase. They had been still and replenished by the fresh water, fresh cut stems, and the early morning sun shining down on them through the window. They were beautiful when I first brought them home and graceful even in their weary bending, but they were also beautiful in their tall standing and revitalized state. I realized that I want to be like that.

When life circumstances and hard times bend me low, make me feel weary, I want to bend gracefully in prayer. I want to be beautiful in my weariness. I want to be beautiful in the sense that others can still see my hope amidst the difficult. I also want to joyfully seek to be revitalized by Christ. I desire my reading of scripture to be like a fresh drink of water, the cutting out of unhealthy sin in my life to be like the trimming of the unhealthy parts of the stems, and for the times of stillness in prayer to be like the flowers sitting in the grace of the early morning sun.

So, yesterday I wore shades of pink to remind me of the lessons from the time of looking at the flowers. I wore a dress with little hearts on it and thought about how that day I was also in some ways wearing my heart on my sleeve. Clothes become worn and faded and are not what is most important in life, but they also can be used to tell a story or remind us of things when we wear them. I am thankful for the reminders that can be seemingly interwoven into my clothes.

I also give thanks for the time of reconnecting and working through difficult emotions in a relationship yesterday. When difficult times occur it takes time to reconnect, to heal, to move forward in a healthy way. It takes work, but it helps to sit, to look at the person, to hear their voice, to touch them and remember, to be close and honest. Trust is a delicate thing. Relationships are at times beautiful, at times immensely difficult, and yet they can still be such gifts of grace.


Monday, April 1, 2013

Space 2.0...

I was much quieter here on the blog last week than I had intended to be due to not feeling well most of the week. I am feeling back to normal now and hope that everyone had a lovely Easter! On this Magnificent Monday  I would like to share a story and photo set.

Recently I was in my living room on a sunny afternoon and decided to try a specific photography concept again, but this time with natural lighting. This photography style is created by placing my camera upon the floor with the lens facing the ceiling. I then bend and move to place myself and other objects in interesting ways that seem as though I'm floating or flying in space. I call this photo set "Space 2.0" and I'm excited to share it with you. Part of the reason I'm excited to share it is because this time my sister also participated!

I hope you enjoy this photo set.





May your Mondays be Magnificent!


P.S. Back in November I wrote a post about an imaginative space adventure. I called it, Hall Light Inspired. Today's post is a sort of sequel to that post. If you enjoyed these photos you can click one of the green links to see the photo set when I first discovered this photography concept.