Monday, December 10, 2012

Painting Blue Dogs

Inspired by George Rodrique- my best friend Andrew had me paint these for his boyfriend. Then I painted their dogs blue. I love it! I wanna start painting all dogs blue. How Andy Warhol-ish.

Friday, November 16, 2012

Angels Among Us

So..... this might get long and winded but I have to say it.

I have always been spiritual but had a hard time telling who or what I believed in. I was raised Methodist and went to church every Sunday, until the people pushed us away. For many years I questioned God and my beliefs due to my lack of faith. Mostly faith in humanity. I would ask myself questions like:

*If I know in my heart to be a good person why do I need church?
*Why are congregations so gossipy and spiteful at times?
*Why do people honestly think that simply by showing up on Sunday meant they would never go to hell?
*Does hell even exist and could someone so loving as Our Creator really punish those who have sinned when his only Son died for us on the cross? Aren't we all forgiven?

And so forth. But the problem was, I pushed me away. And honestly, that break was probably needed for me to see life without God in it. I was anxious, a lot. I feared the unknown, a lot. I was weak. I talked to him. Prayed. But in return felt unanswered. Left behind.

Cinco de Mayo, 2012 was the night I realized he was there with me all along. Some of you may or may not know that Matthew was involved in a self-defense shooting. A man got drunk getting aggressive with his woman at the church parish house by our home and we heard the arguing that turned violent. He immediately ran over to help and was shot at. From where I was standing, I only heard gunshots but was on the phone with police. My anxiety was running high. Imagining my life without my love, kids memories of their father faint and distant as they age. I was speechless. Like many you hear on rescue 911, I forgot my address.

Once police did arrive, I saw my husband was ok. Never before had I talked to God, unselfishly and fully exposed. I asked for a sign. Anything, God. Just let me know things will be ok. The street light went off and on. Off and on. Comfort came over me. And in that very moment my husband was calmed by that same exact thing. (I always pick on him because he thinks he creates some energy that makes lights go off and on and I think he's full of himself.) But to me, that was God's way of communicating that things will be ok.

Looking back, I remember all sorts of times that angels were with me. Not in the flying around ghost like but in true human form. When I was living in Whidbey Island, WA, I was pushing my 4 month old son in a stroller to meet a friend at the park. When I got to the bottom of the hill to the crosswalk, it went through several cycles before I realized, I never got the WALK sign. I started thinking about how I would look like a bad mother if I took my little child through the crosswalk and no walk sign. It seemed like a better idea to walk back up the hill, get my car and meet my friend that way. As soon as I turned around a woman put her hand on my shoulder asking how old Wayne was. I told her. No sooner later she said, "You're a good mother. Here, I will cross with you and if a car gets close I will jump in front of him." I felt at peace by her words, as if she read my mind. She walked across beside us, then parted ways smiling and holding up a peace sign. I will never forget that moment. I had a big smile on my face.

Did I experience the Holy Spirit?

Recently, both kids were going nuts while I was running my errands. Hunger and exhaustion just seemed to posses my sweet babies. I swung into Wendy's and barely got the order out in-between out bursts. I was trying to calm them down and reaffirming them full bellies and naps were on their way while I am pulling up to the first window to pay. Among the chaos I heard a car noise that was all too familiar to me. Most of my dearest friends know about my old Saturn's motor mount always being loose!! The knocking of the oil being too low. Back in the drive thru, the car behind me was a piece of duck-tape away from falling apart. I then asked the clerk to put his order with mine and I will pay for it. Did the Holy Spirit enter me to help me notice someone in need whom I could be of service to? I have never done anything like that before. It makes me wonder if that woman above felt the same way about telling me I was a good mother. Maybe the Holy Spirit gave her the words knowing exactly what it was I needed. For that moment, I felt like I knew exactly what it was he needed.

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Thursday, August 23, 2012

What's your life's paradigm?

I am working harder to be fully operational on the left list. Everyone should! It's amazing the energy we put out and how much it effects those around us.

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Respect- find out what it means to me

This makes me a little sad. I see so many parents get so angry with their kids and take their anger to a level that is unacceptable. I know I have a short fuse every now and again. But beating a child is unacceptable. They might need a brisk pop on the butt or hand occasionally but never an 'ass beating'. I am proud to say that since making the choice to have Wayne choose his own actions and informing him of the outcome of each, he has been less defiant. He is making better decisions of right and wrong. It's a long road ahead of us and he is far from perfecting this skill. But kids respond better when they feel understood. So do adults. I have been working on my empathic listening skills recently. I feel like this will make me a better wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend, business owner, etc.

Respect is learned. Like many other habits. If your kids see you talking bad about a waitress who has been servicing your table slowly, forgetful or even rude. You should try to be nice and relating to the waitress in front of your kids. Your kids will see that you sympathize with someone who is having a bad day and in turn will know they can trust and talk to you when they are having one.

Seems simple right? Stay positive about your life and find the good in everything.

Friday, August 17, 2012

All Babies Grow Up

My baby girl  Raelynn Ada will be 1 years old in a few weeks. Her body and spirit have grown so much over the past year. Wayne and Raelynn have already formed a bond, friendship that will last a lifetime. They make each other laugh, they make each other mad and yet still go to bed with the same loving smile towards one another. It warms my heart. My goals for her ,as with Wayne, are to raise them in healthy nurturing environment. Matthew and I, hand in hand, as we lead them to having the most fulfilling lives they possibly can. First teaching them independence and then interdependance. Because without being independent,  you can never be interdependent. Right? 

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

My Kids My World

These two are such a gift. I am so very appreciative of their love and their smiles.

Not every friend is on FB

While It's easy to think of the obvious, your pets, it's even better to think of the people who are not on social networking sites. Two people I love dearly are not on FB. Matthew and Brother Ben. These two, and many like them, I admire. Social networking is great for my business (at least this is what I tell myself). I'm thinking I could go out and make genuine business partnerships out in town to build up my business too. But to what extent would it be awkward for the other person who will wonder why I didn't email them or FB them first.

Anyways, I admire people who stay away from social networking. You really find out who your friends are when you aren't so connected. I have managed to stay in touch with brother Ben after going at least a year or more with no communication with him. Now we talk more frequently and as often as possible considering he's in Canada.
He is, besides Matthew, one of the coolest, most brilliant minds I know. I think about what people post and not really caring about who I meet once just had a baby. (Unless of course you live close and want to hire me for my photographic services!) but the odds of me seeing that kind of news feed would be slim considering I have 90% of people's feeds blocked.

The point of this post? Call your friends. Ones on FB and especially ones that are not. Chances are, they have cooler stuff going on in their lives because they aren't constantly browsing social feeds.

Saying goodnight to the sun

We were driving home and decided to stop and watch the sunset. I love that Matthew enjoys the simple things in life. The things that don't cost any money and wind up strengthening your soul much more than anything that does cost money. I hope our kids grow up appreciative of the world around them and never take this short life on earth for granted.

Happy Blogging.... Again

I found that Wayne is a grown man trapped inside a toddlers body. And a full blown geek. Doesn't care what anyone else thinks. He walks around stores with a crane he made and placed around his head, dinosaur face mask and a single sided binoculars (which he calls his nockers).

He carries his play cell phone in his front pocket- like his pawpaw circa 1998! He sits with his legs crossed at the calves with his arms behind his head.

What a guy! What an old spirit! We'll have philosophical conversations soon.