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Happy Monday

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How nice, another birthday card.  Rosie sipped on her tea, and listened as the movers grunted and called out to each other about the best way to get whatever it was they were moving into the house.  Her birthdays usually came and went without much fanfare, but this time, she had to admit, all the activity of getting the “girls” settled in was a lot of fun.

Each was so different, and the luggage and pieces of furniture that were arriving each day, was so fascinating.  So far, the silver dragon sculpture had been the best, although the very old roll top desk was also interesting. packages of odd sizes and shapes arrived day and night.  She was so glad she had accepted the offer to be here.

Even her old chest of drawers fit in, her room was big enough for her to enjoy the privacy of her room when she needed it.  Yet close enough to the kitchen and public area, for her to keep an eye on the coming and goings of the participants in the project that had brought them all together.

Birthdays were such happy times.  She wondered how old she was… but then, catching sight of herself in the mirror, she smiled.  Who cares she thought.. It is how I feel, and darn it all, I feel pretty good.

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*knock *knock…” Roses for Ms Rosie”…. said a voice…

The day just couldn’t get any better thought Rosie.  Every day was so full of surprises.!

We hope you had a grand day dear friends… join us again for tidbits on Rosie and her friends.

PL Precept # 2  To live is to express One’s Self

PL Precept #15  All is a mirror

 

Doll Story 7.10.17

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Rosie stood back and looked at her chest of drawers.   It looked like she last saw it, yet it seemed that some of the powders were not as she had left them.

Meanwhile, Breeana was outside fussing with the vines along the fence.

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She had carefully made her way down the path, pulling out as many weeds as she could along the way.  Listening to her music, time had slipped by it was probably time for her to go in.  She sensed that Rosie would be looking for her, and made her way towards the house.

Sure enough just as she reached the back door, it opened and Rosie was standing there, ready to call her in.  Realizing they had once more found their way to the same place at the same time, they both laughed and greeted each other.

Ever since they had met, they just seemed to be on the same wave length. it was a comfortable feeling, and the beginning of a fast friendship.

“Breanna” Rosie asked “did you dust my chest of drawers today?”

“No, I thought of it, but didn’t want to go into your room without permission, why?”

“Nothing really, I just have the feeling that something was moved, or changed” both turned to look back towards Rosie’s room.  To Breanna it all looked the same, but to Rosie, although it appeared to be the way she left it, something didn’t feel right.

It often happens where two people see the same thing, but each has their own impression of what it is they are seeing.  They each will have their own realities, that is why it is important to have open dialogue and to think before we speak or make assumptions.

PL Principle #2  I will not have complaints about others, matters, nor the weather.  Rather I will always be creative and will look for shortcomings in my own thinking and actions.

PL Principle #7  I will not have a mind to be hasty, worry nor be pessimistic.

Keep your options open and be flexible

Leonie and ChenMay who had been listening, looked at one another, they had not gone into the room themselves, but they had wondered about the bottles lined up in a row, and they knew that Kit and China, like them had given the room more than a passing glance. Soon they hoped Rosie would tell them about the “secrets” in her room.  Did Breana know?

 

 

a new chapter begins

Ms Rosie June 7.17

As the miles sped by, Rosie wondered what her new home would be like.  She knew that she would like being with young people again, it was such a delight to watch them go from teen girls to young adults.  It was already past the supper hour, so she would have only a short time with them before it would be time to call it a day.

The few belongings she had and her grandmother’s old dresser had already been sent on ahead, with luck, there would be time for a nice long bath, and some time to write in her diary.


Back at the  house the girls were tidying up.  They had been told that  Rosie would be arriving, they wanted the place to look clean and tidy.  The old dresser had been moved into what would be Rosie’s room, they hoped that when  Rosie arrived, they would get a chance to see it up close and ask her about it.

Unfortunately it was the next day before they got to meet and greet Rosie.  There had been a delay,  Rosie had gotten in after their bedtime.

Rosie unpacking

Rosie got to settle into her new “home” at her own pace, and in her own time.  Since the girls had not been up when she got in. It would be so nice to fall into bed.  Her room had been nicely set up. and her dresser was ready for her to unpack before getting ready for bed.  Already she had ideas on how she would fix up her private space.

Tomorrow would be another day.  Plenty of time to meet the girls and see what kind of projects she could do with them.


Sometimes in life we have plans, but due to circumstances beyond our control, things don’t work out the way we would like them to, or as we expected they would.

That is when it is important to accept the changes, and appreciate the time we have gained to do something else.

PL Precept #16  All things progress and develop

PL Precept #17 Grasp what is most essential

Oyashikiri

 

Rosie is an Our Generations doll

her wardrobe is Our Generations

Chop suey Saturday

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With skies gray and the ongoing threat of a storm hovering overhead I drove along heading to my various destinations, my mind busy sorting through the different ideas I had for today’s blog.

The discrimination I felt yesterday, that resulted in some mental exercises on my part, to decipher why I was allowing someone else’s ignorant behaviour to waste my time.

PL Precept # 4 Being annoyed limits your expression

PL Precept # 5 One’s Self is lost by being emotional

I did have to cogitate on the experience, and verbalize what had happened to my patient, understanding husband.  His concern that I was alright, was warming, and I soon let go of the incident and moved on.  But, in those minutes while I fumed, I considered writing a letter to the manager,or contacting their head office, etc etc.  Then as the moments passed and life around me took an a different hue, the further we drove away towards our next destination, I thought why waste my time.

Today I got a notice from Apple, there was a charge on it that was foreign to me, it was dated today, it was for $1.46  Not much I know.  But what was it for?  when you click on the charge it doesn’t describe what it was for, and when you try to find out, Whoa Becky! You need a road map just to get to customer service.  When you call, you are put on hold and they after waiting for over 10 minutes, you get hung up on. Try again, and guess what, it happens again.  It is only 1.46, but it is the principle of it all.

If someone has fraudulently used my card number, 1.46 or not… it has to be addressed. This means a trip downtown tomorrow to the Apple store. gas, my time, Bah humbug!

oops.    PL Precept # 4 Being Annoyed Limits your Expressions.

PL Precept # 5  One’s Self is lost by being Emotional

All this to say, my day aside from the nattering of my chipmunk mind, has been good, in fact, most of it was VERY good

Thank you for listening to the imperfections of the day, I will sleep soundly this evening, and have a grand day tomorrow.  Service is at 10:00 a.m. see you then.

Oyashikiri

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paint time

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Good day everyone….

No two artists when looking at a blank canvas see the same thing.  Two photographers looking in the same area, along the same street, will each have a different “capture” in their lens.  Ever heard these words.. ” you were there, didn’t you see bla bla bla”   Well, you both might have been there at the same time, but you both very likely didn’t see the same things.  Each would have viewed the scene or circumstances from his/her own perspective.

Now the word “artist” what does it imply?   Or the word “crafter”  are they one and the same… hmmmm. you thinking about it?

Does it come down to how quickly you want your pant to dry?  No two mediums dry the same way ,even when choosing an ink pad, you have to know what you want to do with the ink you are using.. if you use the wrong kind, your inks can bleed or run… even when you thought it was dry… kinky right..

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That is why I love life and all the artist challenges it provides.  When I make the wrong choice, .. I get to start over or try to work with the results of my 1st choice. Sometimes it works, and sometimes it just doesn’t.  A friend draws in chalk, she lives the moment, when it is gone, she has lived the experience,  and moves on.. that is a beautiful way to let go.

I loved the play of shadows and light on the bramble above.  It struck me at that moment that it was full of intrigue. Today should I see it again, I might not give it a second glance. It would simply be a mass of twigs and branches waiting for spring  and rejuvenation.

La vie est belle, it is our perception that can cloud or colour our view.

I prefer arylic and water colours to oil… why…. paint time… =^_^=

Oyashikiri

PL Precept #1  Life is Art

fall day, 9th. Nov.

Sometimes it is hard to see where one part of a picture begins and where it ends. Is it one or is it two.  It all comes down to perspective.

some leaves fall and retain their grace, other’s wither and fade away, yet still there is beauty, for when they live, we so enjoyed all they provided. In the brand new light of a sunny day, we know that with today’s change, it will be fleeting, for tomorrow, the cycle begins again.

Today this house still stands, but soon the new owner is going to rebuild, and what I saw today, will never be again.

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My memory will be of the aging couple who lived here when we moved in next door.  I am sure they had to adjust to our totally revamping their previous neighbours home and garden.  Now many years later, it is our turn to adjust.  The new owner is a developer, and where once stood a single family home, will be a multiple structure.  Infill.

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What will tomorrow bring, your guess is as good as mine.  What is fact, is that no change is permanent, change is the only constant in life.

Oyashikiri

double darn

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It is said that one can’t teach an old dog new tricks.  I have resisted changing to this new format on WordPress for ages.  My PC died right.  I had to get a new tower, hard drive etc. For some reason, all my bookmarks are gone, Boo hoo.  Big girls do cry.

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Phew… I found a new way to get my pictures from my camera into this new set up. See good things come out of change.  One has to believe everything will be alright. Thank goodness I didn’t have to hold my breath for too long.

Everything is OK now.  I can safely put myself to bed, and know I’ll sleep =^_^=

PL Precept # 5 One’s self is lost by being emotional

PL Precept # 18  Each moment is a turning point.

Start tomorrow with a big smile, and the eagerness of a child for all the discoveries that will come your way.

Oyashikiri

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