vintage rosary (altered) ~chandelier prism
on etsy http://izabellah.etsy.com
Today I finally uploaded a few pieces of art for sale in my Etsy store, it has sat vacant for oh so long~ everyone has been talking about Etsy so much lately, I thought I better get to work & try to put some things in to sell~
I love Etsy because of the 20 cent listing price, easier to upload than Ebay,and there are no bidding wars. I believe I will continue to do both Etsy & Ebay~ If you get a chance come over & visit & heart me if you like ;) xo!! http://Izabellah.etsy.com
oh my...this is my song for the day!! Visiting some of my fav blogs this morning I was reading Kelly's posts, I love how she writes, it always touches home with me. She shared this video by Sade, oh what memories it brought back, a time of a simpler life for me~ how I cherish those dayz. This rollercoaster ride I am on has brought to light how much I desire to live a simpler life again, this showy life in Vegas is not for me...who has what, I have this, my clothes are better, my car is nicer, my job is better, I make more money than you...it's all a bunch of hooplah! most people here are very materialistic, although my close neighbors are the most wonderful friends, I will miss them.
I have grown to despise this town & can't wait to start over again in a small little town with land for my kids to play & roam free~ Did you know that Vegas has over 2 million people in it!! all of us stuck out in the middle of the desert...did you know that the state of Alaska has 606,000 people in it!! and Alaska is one of the largest states~ enough of my ranting for the day...I better get back to more packing~
Simplicity of living, as much as possible, to retain a true awareness of life. Balance of physical, intellectual, and spirtual life. Space for significance and beauty. Time for solitude and sharing. Closeness to nature to strengthen understanding and faith in the intermittency of life; life of the spirit, creative life, and the life of human relationship. ~Gift of the Sea Anne Morrow Lingbergh
If you were wondering where I have been lately, well....have been busy packing. Just put the house up for sale, getting the house ready to show, had our first open house this weekend...I have been beside myself these last few weeks, so that is why you haven't heard too much from me~ I despise the fact that people are trapesing (is that spelled correctly?) through my house, critiquing it & opening up my closets & drawers. I just hope it sells fast, as the market is horrible here in Vegas right now~ last year it was so hot, people were paying 20-50,000.00 over the asking price, now it is just dead around here...it will take a miracle to sell, but I believe in miracles! ;)
So do you like my lil friend up there in the pic?! he is really of no help at all!! I was moving some boxes out to the garage & my 9 year old put him behind the boxes, scared the heck out of me!!
so my friends, just wanted to let you know whats up in my lil' world, it's upside down & sideways, but it will soon be behind me!
p.s. so excited to be moving back to Seattle!! oh sweet Seattle!
I can't believe I was nominated again!!! by my sweet precious friend Gypsy Purple~ I love her blog, her writings, her zest for life & her inspirations, she is quite the gem! Thank you Gypsy for thinking of me ;)
So here again, I am in the prediciment of choosing 5 others to nominate, but again, I can't choose just 5 people...darnit!! there are so many blogs that overwhelm me with thought provoking statements~ Just like I said in my previous post...if you are in my sidebar... I NOMINATE YOU!! All of you have been a source of constant inspiration!! Take it & run with the award, before I get in trouble for doing this twice!! ;) xoxo!!
What to do if you have been chosen;
1. If you are tagged, write a post with links to 5 blogs that make you think
2. Link to this post so that people can find their way back to the origin of the meme
3. Display the Thinking Blogger Award
“Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.”
I wish I’d said that. But I didn’t. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe did. I initially encountered that quote on a card my cousin gave me when I set out to publish my first book. And it’s the only thing by Goethe I’ve ever read, so I’m making no claims at scholarship here.
But the words stuck with me. Partly because they ring true, partly because that card is tacked to my bulletin board. I tend to zero in on three of the eighteen words: begin, boldness, and magic. It takes boldness to begin. Beginning unlocks magic.
The power of beginning cannot be overstated. A lot of people get hung up on being sure, on “knowing where to begin.” One of the few true cliché’s in life is, “I don’t know where to begin.” Hogwash. You do know. You begin at the beginning. And that’s all a beginning is for—to get you started.
“Whatever you can do, or dream you can … .” Those words are no less important than the three I singled out. They help you identify your starting point, and you’ll notice, they offer a fairly broad sweep. It’s like writer’s block. People think writer’s block is the inability to think of something to write. That’s false. Writer’s block is not liking the ideas you’re coming up with. It’s being afraid of them, embarrassed by them, ashamed of them. It takes a Zen master years to achieve a totally empty mind. Can it really be as easy as we writers claim? You mean all that meditation and discipline can be replaced by simply sitting down and picking up a pen? Nonsense. Most writers are cursed with far too many ideas, not a dearth of them. The problem we struggle with is picking one. But here again, it doesn’t matter which one you pick. The right one will come along if you just get moving. It’s like a log jam. Get those first few tiresome ideas out of the way by writing them down, and the rest will break free. Writing down useless ideas is a useful thing to do. Take this blog for instance.
My own experience as a writer is an example of this process. I once read that when you set out to write a book, you may have to write an entire novel just to get it out of the way so you can write the novel you’re really trying to write. That seems like a terrible waste of time. I remember the years, YEARS, of frustration I went through when I was trying to get Silverlance written. I remember a night, in the monastery in Ireland, when I went out to the burn barrel with about 500 pages of material. It was the middle of the night. I was all alone. I burned all 500 pages. I did it because I was frustrated. I had poured all this thought and heart and hope into all this work that had added up to nothing. Or so I thought. About a month later I sat down to start again and I had this explosion of ideas that I will never forget. Suddenly the whole thing was clear. I wrote for about 12 hours straight and got it all out. Somewhere in that process I realized that all the work of the previous years had been exploration crucial to understanding the details of what I was about to do. I needed to explore the territory by creating it. Now I write from that knowledge—knowledge I could not have reached any other way. Those 500 pages were not a waste of time. I had a whole lot more to show for my efforts than I first imagined.
I think life is like that. All the trial and error is not wasted time. Just begin. Do SOMETHING. Sculpt. Write. Paint. Study plants or bugs or economics. Pick something that interests you and begin. That magic Goethe mentioned won’t—can’t— kick in until you do. Destiny is waiting. Desire is the first sign of talent. Talent is the first sign of destiny. The motion of beginning will open a door you didn’t know was there. Go through it. You’ll find another door. Go through that one, too. That’s how it works.
And it really is magic. That’s the only word for it.
Peter Crowell http://www.petertcrowell.com/blog/
Please, please forgive me,
But I won't be home again.
Maybe someday you'll have woke up,
And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one:
"Isn't something missing?"
You won't cry for my absence, I know -
You forgot me long ago.
Am I that unimportant...?
Am I so insignificant...?
Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?