Esther Beulah

The Innocence Mission

2012-01-05T11:24:00.002-07:00

We ride our bikes
around the circle in the cemetery,
weaving.
I wave up to You on the Cross.
Am I to come upon You suddenly like this forever?
Happy, relieved that You are here
and I can see You, I can feel You?

You are like the ticket-half
I find inside the pocket of
my old leaf-raking coat.
There all the time, all the while,
forgotten.
I so often seem to leave You
in churches
and other islands.
And on my beads
where I can see You, I can feel You.

I take the ticket-half
and put it on the table, saying,
This is God
and He's here through my comings
and my goings.
But I walk past the ticket-half,
I walk past the ticket-half.
I walk past the ticket-half
just as I've walked past the Cross on our wall.

Our self-importance grows so dazzling we don't see
You.
But Gentle Jesus, aren't You always,
aren't You every hour here?

Unity

2011-04-08T22:40:00.002-06:00

The Gift

2011-03-09T11:12:00.000-07:00

Late last afternoon Mr. Humpty went off to his new home with Lea. Lea is one of those people swirls into your life and makes you feel like you are the most amazing creation on earth. When she leaves you feel your heat has been opened. She gives me so much that my heart has to open in order to recieve the bounty of her generosity. This is how it goes...She comes in with a couple of bottles of my favorite wine ( I had made a simple suggestion that she might like to try this wine and she remembered) Some people might remember and bring you a bottle but she brings two. I should mention , she is like a piece of art that you have to look at for a moment to take her all in. This day Lea had on a most beautiful scarf she knitted ( did I mention she is incredibly talented, too?) and I admired it, of course... Then we went on a mini tour of my new auction finds and my work room and she started plastering over all the cracks in my self confidence and tightening up a few loose screws so I didn't feel so wobbly about starting this new venture. As she left she put a bunch of money in my hand for Humpty and wrapped her beautiful scarf around my neck and put a loaf of ginger cake in my hand (YUM...she is an amazing cook, too). I was overwhelmed to say the least. Today I have been walking around with the scarf wrapped across my heart...and from time to time I just bury my face into the beautiful homespun wool and inhale...it smells like love.

Famous Babbling Brook now in HD and Stereo!

2011-01-24T18:51:00.000-07:00

2011-01-16T08:36:00.001-07:00

" Hope is hearing the melody of the future.
Faith is to dance to it." Dutch Sheets

Tis the season to make HEARTS...a short but sweet time of the year when Montana is covered in a blanket of white sparkles. Spring is so near that she trys to pull me out of this moment of time with her allure of green sprouts pushing through the snow and the colors of tulips and jonquils dotting my yard. But life is short and I am making hearts...

Blessings for the new year...

2011-01-02T10:02:00.000-07:00

What a difference a day makes...la la la. Somehow stepping across the threshold into a new year feels all filled with hope. It is just another day, really, just like a crisp new dollar bill spends like an old worn one, but still, it feels better somehow, in your hand. I make a handful of resolutions every year. Some I manage to keep for a while then slip back into the me I would like to not be... But, faithfully, every year I have renewed hope that I will somehow become the lovely person I invision I could be...Perhaps this will be the year that my glass slippers will appear by the hearth.

2010-12-19T08:14:00.001-07:00

Christmas time is upon us. I always feel a holiness begin to grow in the atmosphere as we draw closer to this season. I think more hearts are turned towards Gods gift to the world. We find ourselves filled with a desire to give...we feel thankful for all we are blessed to have...not the material things but those we love the most, our family and friends.

winter solice

2010-12-07T11:29:00.000-07:00

When you have so much to do that you don't have a moment to sit down the very best thing to do is make a Humpty Dumpty or anything, really, to procrastinate.

Or sit in your bedroom and watch a squirrl munching on maple seeds...sigh

I shared a booth with my once a year friend, Kim...I think we do this little local arts and crafts show just so we can sit together for three entire days and catch up. We keep saying once a year is not enough but every year the time eater comes along and before we know it we are sitting together in our little corner sharing our year. She creates these tiny gingerbread houses that are just amazing and are as wonderful in the back as they are in the front.

As I see 2010 quickly slipping through my fingers I begin to make new resolutions for 2011... Spend more time with friends... figure out how to format my blog....

2010-11-18T11:54:00.001-07:00

I keep coming here with the full intention of posting something but just can't seem to get past my Mothers death. I see my last post was made on mothers day and I didn't even make mention what an amazing mother I had. Little did I know that she would be gone in a few short weeks. She was 94 but had lived independently and in good health all of her life. She had the most beautiful giving spirit. She truely didn't store up treasures on earth and gave generously of what she had. When we looked in her check register we saw she faithfully wrote out her tithe, her rent, a few groceries and the rest of her social security check was written out in 5 and 10 dollar checks to as many charities and mission work as it would afford. She was a true christian in every way. She had no evil to say about anyone. I cannot recall her ever putting me down or saying any unkind thing to me. I was with her for the last week of her life and she remained faithful and trusting Jesus to the end. Even though she knew what awaited her in death she never had a desire to die but wished to remain so she could pray for her family. Her life was difficult but she didn't complained. As my brothers and I were talking about our childhood we began to realize how much freedom she gave us...We were very poor but never knew it. She trained us in the way we should go... I was blessed to have such a precious saint for a mother for so many years but I still miss her...

Happy Mothers Day

2010-05-09T07:26:00.001-06:00

I was on the phone with a dear friend who has in her recent past lost several members of her family, including her precious son in January of this year, when I looked out my window and saw this beautiful rainbow. I don't remember ever seeing a rainbow from my window in the ten years I have lived here because of the location of my house (nestled between two rock clifts) What a beautiful sign from God of HOPE...
12 And God said, "This is the sign of the covenant I am making between me and you and every living creature with you, a covenant for all generations to come: 13 I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be the sign of the covenant between me and the earth. 14 Whenever I bring clouds over the earth and the rainbow appears in the clouds, 15 I will remember my covenant between me and you and all living creatures of every kind.

2010-04-04T14:46:00.003-06:00

I hope you are feeling renewed hope as I do this beautiful day. I have been thinking about the things that really bring me joy. They are simple. I am so thankful for all of the blessings in my life...Legs to walk with, hands to lift up, a voice to sing and eyes to see the beauty of the sky at night and ears to hear the singing birds. The sacrifice of a loving God....Thank-you Jesus.

2010-03-21T23:10:00.000-06:00

HAPPY SPRING! I am ready for spring to begin. You can see the color of the sky and early morning clouds change this time of year. They seem soft and fresh...What is it about spring that brings us renewed hope? Oh and the smell. The rains wash over that dirty snow as it melts away and new life pushes up with promises of colors and fragrances blessing the earth. I have already taken the grandboys to see the chicks and ducklings at the farm store. All fluff and no feathers they PEEP the sound of spring.

Song of Solomon 2
10My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

11For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
12The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
13The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

2010-03-19T23:31:00.001-06:00

OK I give up on trying to arrange these pictures. You will get the idea. This is the doll in Art Doll Quarterly. I tried to scan the pictures from the magazine but they didn't turn out. Then I tried to use my camera...still no luck. I feel so priveledged to have her in there. I am famous now...and am expecting a call from Oprah anyday to be on her show! (this is the place you are supposed to be laughing) The submission was for a doll made from recycled materials. The new term is to upcycle. All of my dolls are from recycled materials so it was a simple request. Jane Desrosier was the one who organized the doll group I am in to do a group submission. I had never looked at the magazine before. It is filled with all kinds of dolls...some I love and others not so much. But I love the creativity and just the love of making dolls. They come alive as you work on them and whisper stories in your ear, if you have the heart to listen....

Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see a shadow. Helen Keller

2010-03-18T22:53:00.000-06:00

I've been off on a new trail these past 5 weeks. I needed to make some changes, lots of big ones, in my life. One change is my eating choices. I decided to try the vegan path for a while and see what kind of changes that will bring about for my body, mind, and spirit. It takes a lot of thinking to make a change in how you look at and use food. One change is the loss of 18 pounds. My brain fog is gone. I feel great...but that could be because spring is just days away. Oh happy day. I am finding that you can eat healthy and enjoy the food you are eating. Quinoa is a tiny grain that is packed with goodness. Today for breakfast I had 1/2 cup of quinoa (pronounced keenwah) with 1/2 cup of soymilk that I had blended 3 strawberries into. YUM..serious. I have also learned to make these delicious cookies that are totally healthy (as long as you use organic ingredients.) To get started you need to soak two cups of nuts for a day or two ( I use 1 c. almonds and I take the skins off after soaking. If the skins are difficult I blanch them for just a few seconds and then the skins pop right off. I use walnuts for the other cup. After they are soaked they need to be drained. OK so now you need to get your food processor with the s blade and put your 2 cups of nuts, one cup of raisins, 1 teaspoon Vanilla flavoring, + one teaspoon orange flavoring (or any flavoring you like)+ 1 tablespoon organic cocoa. (I have also used carob) Mix this in the processor until it forms into a dough ball. Take it by the tablespoonful and roll it into balls , then roll those in dried shredded coconut. Store in the refrigerator. ENJOY!

2010-02-14T12:15:00.001-07:00

Lavender Sachets in Ninepatch

2010-01-06T08:39:00.000-07:00

I had a tumble on the ice recently. Fortunately I caught myself by hanging onto the door handle, unfortunately I pulled the muscles across by back and shoulders. So I have been on light duty for about a week now. Yesterday I just HAD to do something fun so I made these simple lavender sachets from old quilt blocks. The fabric looks like civil war era fabric and they could be that old. They were never used . I like to think about them being stored away for so many years...at first from home to home ...drawers to trunks to boxes of people who knew their history and what hands made them or whose dress that was. I wonder if some of the fabric was a flour sack. I would have looked through all of the sacks of flour and picked my favorite print. I think these loving thoughts as I handle this small piece of history. I think, at least for today, the ninepatch is my favorite. I imagine a young girl sitting by a window on a wintery day. She carefully picks the two materials she will make her block from. Her stitches aren't perfect and the corners of her little squares don't always meet. Her iron sits at the back of the cookstove to keep hot , but not so hot that it will scorch the whites....

2009-12-31T11:39:00.000-07:00

I am looking forward to the new year. I was born in 1955 so I will be 55 in a few weeks. Somehow that seems to have a special meaning for me. My favorite thrift store gives a 25% senior discount at that age.... yea! 2009 has been challenging and a year of CHANGE no doubt. Not the change I would choose but I have to say my heart has been filled with so much gratitude for all that my life is blessed with. Our business has come to a halt, due to the economy, and my husband has struggled with depression and feelings of worthlessness. Men are so identified with how they provide for their families. I, on the other hand, have had none-stop work this year and have been burning the candle at both ends. I have a wonderful home, filled with memories and lovelies, that we may need to sell this upcoming year. We sit on a beautiful location at the north end of Flathead Lake. I have loved watching the ever-changing water as she reflects the beauty of the sky. I am so thankful to have been fortunate to raise my children in a setting that most people see on a postcard. I feel a twinge of sadness but at the same time such excitement to see the direction God will lead me in. Because, as I look back through my ever changing life, one thing remains constant....the faithfulness of Gods care for me. I HOPE your new year leads you to a greater understanding of Gods love for you through Jesus Christ.

2009-12-18T09:11:00.000-07:00

Alex was the cow in the nativity play at his pre-school. It was the best . The costumes were so cute and simple. The kids learned six songs with signs. I think the teacher is amazing to get these little kids to learn so much and they were all having fun. In one song they were given bells to ring and a little girl angel was hitting the boy angel next to her with every jingle. It was so funny! I am loving the Gramma phaze of my life...no stress just fun!

2009-12-11T22:56:00.001-07:00

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound's the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Star of Wonder

2009-12-09T09:20:00.000-07:00

O Star of wonder, star of night

Star with royal beauty bright

Westward leading, still proceeding

Guide us to thy Perfect Light

I came across this antique silk quilt a few years ago. It is entirely hand stitched with tiny black stitches. I have not seen this pattern (on the order of the pineapple pattern) but each block looks like a star of Davit so I cut it apart and made them into Christmas ornaments. They measure about 12 inches across. I hand stitched antique tinsel garland around the edge.
Because the silk is so fragile I had to make a
large opening in the back to turn it. This I closed
with vintage mother of pearl buttons. Then I
stiffened the back to keep the shape .

2009-12-06T23:12:00.000-07:00

My grandsons were over for the weekend. I was busy on the computer while they were watching a video. I turned around to see what they were up to and they had stacked themselves on the couch...this was a precious rare moment and I had a fully charged battery on my camera. I was so happy to get one picture where none of them had a goofy face (though I love those, too). 34 years ago when we were looking forward to their dads first Christmas I couldn't have imagined I would be getting these guys to enjoy future Christmas with. My cup runneth over.

2009-11-30T08:21:00.001-07:00

This angel was made from an antique newel post and stands 51" tall. I enjoyed the process more because I know her new owner and felt free to add a few elements that I knew she would appreciate. She has layers upon layer of paint as I searched for her color. She tried on pink and green and a yellow green and black...... I wanted to draw attention to her lovely shape by painting her parts different colors but only made her look like she belonged in a circus. She wasn't pleased. Finally after hours of painting and looking and standing with much toe tapping I found her color and she began to smile. She has gone to the most beautiful home where she will be loved and will spend her life watching over her family of giant dogs, Great Danes and Newfoundlands, and various other creatures and humans who come and go. She can look out over a beautiful lake in the wooded foothills of the Rockies when she isn't busy keeping an eye on Lea. Lea will keep her busy, as she is always going here and there and trying this and that, and wears her heart on the outside.
Psalm 91
9 If you make the Most High your dwelling—

even the LORD, who is my refuge-
10 then no harm will befall you,
no disaster will come near your tent.
11 For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways;
12 they will lift you up in their hands,
so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.

Thanksgiving

2009-11-25T08:09:00.006-07:00

I took a tutorial from Jane DesRosier (Gritty Arts Studio) to learn how to make this tiny doll. Her teaching style is so fun and relaxed. She is only 6 inches tall.

Jane is one of the many people I find myself thankful for this season of Thanksgiving. I have learned a lot from her about art, but more importantly, I have learned more about trusting God. Jane has been transparent about some things in her life that most of us struggle with but keep hidden in our hearts closet. I have watched her grow through things faster than anyone I have known. She wears her faith where everyone can see and Glorifies God with her artwork, often including scripture in it. She has been through many changes and outright battles since I have come to know her but has remained on the narrow road. Always generous and encouraging.

I have to mention the snowman head is in a tiny vintage Japan childs tea cup....2"wide...did I tell you that Jane taught me to sculpt with paper clay....I am loving it!

Trust in the Lord with all of your heart
lean not on your own understanding;
6 in all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make your paths straight.
Proverbs 3:5-6

"I Gotta Find Peace of Mind " LAUREN HILL (watch to the end) Beautiful

2009-11-16T17:34:00.003-07:00

2009-11-10T21:56:00.000-07:00

Another tree

2009-11-04T16:54:00.000-07:00

This is what I was up to today....

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!

Thy leaves are so unchanging;

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!

Thy leaves are so unchanging;

Not only green when summer's here,

But also when 'tis cold and drear.

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!

Thy leaves are so unchanging!

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!

Much pleasure thou can'st give me;

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!

Much pleasure thou can'st give me;

How often has the Christmas tree

Afforded me the greatest glee!

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!

Much pleasure thou can'st give me.

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!

Thy candles shine so brightly!

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!

Thy candles shine so brightly!

From base to summit, gay and bright,

There's only splendor for the sight.

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!

Thy candles shine so brightly!

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!

How richly God has decked thee!

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!

How richly God has decked thee!

Thou bidst us true and faithful be,

And trust in God unchangingly.

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!

How richly God has decked thee! !"

2009-11-02T17:44:00.000-07:00

2009-11-02T17:40:00.000-07:00

Finally my mystery balls are finished. ( posted a couple of months ago) They are loaded with vintage surprises. Some are on ice cream sundae glasses and others are bobbling around on old rusty bedsprings. Their hats are made from old woolen trousers and are decorated with various vintage finds that include mercury glass beads and balls, tiny bottle brush trees, metal tinsel garland and covered in glass glitter and mica flakes.. They are all ready to go to Hoopers Christmas Show. Like all dolls they each have their own personality. I have to give credit to The Primitive Nook for the pattern. I took her creativity and added my own flare...

2009-10-28T22:04:00.000-06:00

Happy Birthday Susan

2009-10-28T16:32:00.018-06:00

. But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. Galatians 5:22-23

This little sweetie is a birthday present for a friend of mine. She is only 9" tall to the top of her tiny pom pom on the top of her hat. Her old bottle is only 1.5" in diameter. So nice to make something just for FUN

2009-10-26T17:40:00.003-06:00

I was recently brought to rememberance of a woman who impacted my childhood. Her name was Mary Ann Freeman. Every summer she would come to teach the childrens church at the Normal (yes that is the name of the town ) Holiness Campmeeting. She was an evangelist. She was so vibrant, a regular pied piper. She had all of the noisy instruments from sticks to tamborines and cymbols. It was so fun to rummage through her big leather suitcase for our favorite instrument of praise and then march around the open sanctuary making a JOYFUL noise. Before the childrens meeting she would go out and pick up kids in her car. Note, this was before seat belts. Her car would be packed full of noisy children wiggling and laughing. I was camping with my family on the grounds but she would take me out with her on these forays. When the car was bursting at the seams with kids she would stuff me between herself and the door. Oh, I felt special when MaryAnn was in town. Once she took me shopping and purchased a store bought dress for me. It was about 50 years ago but I can still remember... how beautiful and oh the joy! Thanks Mary Ann for making one little girl feel so special.

2009-10-25T22:34:00.000-06:00

I had a great time at the annual fund raiser/ arts & crafts show, for the Conrad Mansion. I finished this antique newel post angel just in time and she sold right away. In fact I only had one box of stuff to bring home. It was a success and I am going to have to get busy because the show I was planning on doing ( I just stuck the Mansion show in for fun) is in two weeks and I don't have much left. Which is a blessing.

2009-10-20T23:55:00.000-06:00

Old worn out things make me feel all happy. I love tiny old baby shoes that are so worn that you know many different feet have worn them over the years. This one I filled with old bottle brush trees and some vintage tinsel garland.

Here is my little snow girl... I love this time of year when it is cloudy and wet and cold because I can sit down and create. When it is beautiful and the sun is shining I cannot keep myself on task inside.

If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.

Mother Teresa

2009-10-06T08:33:00.000-06:00

Michael, my youngest son, took this picture last year but I had not noticed how beautiful it was. This is the dawn of a new day.

2009-10-06T08:26:00.000-06:00

I was given the gift, from a dear friend, of a Tres Dias. It was a beautiful and life transforming event.

2009-09-28T10:20:00.000-06:00

Autumn is in the air today. The morning air was crisp and I feel inspired to get some work done for the shows I have coming up. Yea, Christmas...Santas and snowmen , angels and sparkle, sparkle, sparkle.

2009-09-26T19:16:00.000-06:00

This is where I went today...I am having a hard time working when creation is calling me out to play.

Mothers day

2009-09-25T23:36:00.000-06:00

a few years ago two of my adult children (Zach and Windy) got together and sang this song to me for a mothers day surprise. I was so overcome that I couldn't speak.

IN MY LIFE by THE BEATLES

There are places i'll remember

All my life though some have changed

Some forever not for better

Some have gone and some remain

All these places have their moments

With lovers and friends i still can recall

Some are dead and some are living

In my life i've loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers

There is no one compares with you

And these memories lose their meaning

When i think of love as something new

Though i know i'll never lose affection

For people and things that went before

I know i'll often stop and think about them

In my life i love you more

Though i know i'll never lose affection

For people and things that went before

I know i'll often stop and think about them

In my life i love you more

In my life i love you more

2009-09-25T23:28:00.001-06:00

Lock me in my Studio!

2009-09-24T15:07:00.000-06:00

Related Words for : procrastinate

dilly-dally, dillydally, drag one's feet, drag one's heels, shillyshally

2009-09-23T12:07:00.000-06:00

" What is REAL?" Asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?"
"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become real."
"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.
"Sometimes, said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."
"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?"
"It doesn't happen all at once, like being wound up," said the Skin Horse. "you become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't often happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."
"I suppose you are Real?" said the Rabbit, and then he wished he had not said it, for he thought the Skin Horse might be sensitive. But the Skin Horse only smiled.
"The Boy's Uncle made me Real," he said. "That was a great many years ago; but once you are Real you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always." THE VELVETEEN RABBIT

Farewell to Summer

2009-09-21T12:43:00.000-06:00

Autumn is my favorite time of year but I am feeling a bit sad about saying goodbye to Summer. It went so fast. But it was glorious.

"I want to know how God created this world. I am not interested in this or that phenomenon, in the spectrum of this or that element. I want to know His thoughts; the rest are details." Albert Einstein

2009-09-21T11:56:00.001-06:00

2009-09-17T18:53:00.000-06:00

Michaels self portrait 2009

2009-09-17T10:46:00.000-06:00

Budding artist

2009-09-17T08:42:00.001-06:00

This is Michaels early art ...around 9 years old.

2009-09-17T08:40:00.000-06:00

2009-09-17T08:30:00.000-06:00

Happy 19th Birthday Michael. You brought joy to our family...now take it to the world

Glacier National Park

2009-09-14T19:49:00.000-06:00

PSALM 84
1 How lovely is your dwelling place,
O LORD Almighty!
2 My soul yearns, even faints,
for the courts of the LORD;
my heart and my flesh cry out
for the living God.
3 Even the sparrow has found a home,
and the swallow a nest for herself,
where she may have her young—
a place near your altar,
O LORD Almighty, my King and my God.
4 Blessed are those who dwell in your house;
they are ever praising you.
Selah
5 Blessed are those whose strength is in you,
who have set their hearts on pilgrimage.

6 As they pass through the Valley of Baca,

they make it a place of springs;

the autumn rains also cover it with pools.

7 They go from strength to strength,

till each appears before God in Zion.

8 Hear my prayer, O LORD God Almighty;

listen to me, O God of Jacob.

Selah

9 Look upon our shield, [c] O God;

look with favor on your anointed one.

10 Better is one day in your courts

than a thousand elsewhere;

I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God

than dwell in the tents of the wicked.

11 For the LORD God is a sun and shield;

the LORD bestows favor and honor;

no good thing does he withhold

from those whose walk is blameless.

12 O LORD Almighty,

blessed is the man who trusts in you

I spent the last two days up at Many Glacier in the most beautiful weather this side of Heaven. I saw two of the largest blackbears I have ever seen in the wild. One was standing on his hind feet eating berries...he was only about 20 feet from me...fortunately I was in my truck! Whew. These park bears don't seem to have the natural fear that bears I run into up by the wilderness have. I am so glad I didn't run into these guys while hiking. I also spent time working towards two artists and craftsmem shows I have coming up...Tune in next week to see what these turn into.

2009-09-10T10:39:00.001-06:00

Soon You're Gone

2009-09-10T10:29:00.000-06:00

Yesterday I had a house painting job which gave me hours of MIND time. Oh no! With Michael, my baby, gone away to college I find myself reflecting over the past 34 years of a noisy active home. His room echos. I remembered a poem I wrote as a young, very busy mom about 22 years ago. I searched through all the years of papers, kids art, (more tears) momentos and finally found this poem written about an experience I had with Aaron, my firstborn. He now has a beautiful wife and four sons.

mother?
spirals sweetly
down the dark staircase
GO TO SLEEP
fires back in reply

silence

GUILT

What do you want?
will you come talk with me

feet grudgingly
trudge up
each step reminding
dishes stacked
like counter skyscrapers
work to do
calling me

small arms reach
out from the darkness
pulling me
to the brush of a kiss

He carries my thoughts
over the mountains
and across the valleys
of his day

I drift
to a time
soon to come
when with strong arms
he'll pull another
to his heart
sharing greater dreams

lying in the darkness
eyes wander across
years of toys
lit by a narrow crack
of streetlight through curtain

love worn bear sits
gathering dust in the shadows
saying
You'll be next

2009-09-08T13:30:00.000-06:00

First Post

2009-09-07T17:07:00.000-06:00

Supposing someones life is so boring that they actually want to read about mine. I'm starting this blog as a self inspiration. Hoping to motivate myself to be more disciplined with my creative life and my spiritual life. Always longing to know God, a yearning that never seems to diminish. Always longing to be making something but forever being pulled away be the responsibilities of life. Happiest in the wilds. Out there in the middle of Gods thought, manifest. So this is my first post.