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Courage
Courage is the most important of all the virtues, because without
courage you can’t practice any other virtue consistently. You can
practice any virtue erratically, but nothing consistently without
courage.
Maya Angelou
Maya Angelou
Friday, August 9, 2013
My body when I was pregnant
My body allowed to nurture a baby to life. I was able to
nourish a miracle baby within my womb. My body provided nutrients to
allow an innocent being grow to a healthy little. I had to surrender
my perceived control of what I thought I should eat or drink, I followed
my intuition to eat healthy foods that were filled with nutrients in
order to provide nutrition. My body was a vessel for a miracle to grow
from a small pea to a full grown healthy 8lb 11 oz baby boy.
God, please remind me everyday that this little boy, now 11 years old, that he still needs me. He needs me in a different way and I need to nourish myself like I did back then.
God, please remind me everyday that this little boy, now 11 years old, that he still needs me. He needs me in a different way and I need to nourish myself like I did back then.
Thursday, August 1, 2013
The Art World
My goals and dreams are to be
submersed in the art world. I love everything there is about art from
the paintbrush to the canvas. I want to wake up in the morning to the
smell of paints and to see my canvas in progress. I want to paint in a
well lit room filled with the warm sunshine and a view of the beach. I
want to be engulfed by all the art books, images and art supplies.
I want to be excited when I wake up-thinking of which color or brush stroke I will use next. I want to be excited of what emotions will surface as I am creating-and embrace the feelings. I want to sit quietly and calmly on my art stool and wait for the art inspiration to warm over me. I want to sit in the silence and be okay, knowing that I am safe within the four colorful walls. I want to feel the smooth wooden brush in my hands, the tool that glides silky paint onto the rough canvas.
I want to wake up knowing that what I am doing is helping another person. I want to be confident that my creation will affect another viewer. I want to trust that each selected color, each selected line or image is channeled from up above and is in turn a gift to others.
I want to know that I am fulfilling the mission that God entrusted to me. I want to acknowledge that I am using each minute as a time to be in life. I want to know that I am using God's gifts and I am viewing them as precious jewels. I want to know that I am being of service to the world.
I want to be excited when I wake up-thinking of which color or brush stroke I will use next. I want to be excited of what emotions will surface as I am creating-and embrace the feelings. I want to sit quietly and calmly on my art stool and wait for the art inspiration to warm over me. I want to sit in the silence and be okay, knowing that I am safe within the four colorful walls. I want to feel the smooth wooden brush in my hands, the tool that glides silky paint onto the rough canvas.
I want to wake up knowing that what I am doing is helping another person. I want to be confident that my creation will affect another viewer. I want to trust that each selected color, each selected line or image is channeled from up above and is in turn a gift to others.
I want to know that I am fulfilling the mission that God entrusted to me. I want to acknowledge that I am using each minute as a time to be in life. I want to know that I am using God's gifts and I am viewing them as precious jewels. I want to know that I am being of service to the world.
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