Photography {The Five Senses}

A photographic interpretation of the five senses, with a guest shot from my talented daughter, B.

Sight, Hearing, Taste, Touch and Smell








The Voices We Listen To


It is easy to listen to the loudest voice. The one that commands attention.

We lean in to hear the soft voice that is melodic to our ears. Curious.

What about the ones inside our heads, our hearts?

They too have significance, though we have to pay close attention to receive their wisdom.

Stamina speaks when we grow weary, encouraging us to press on.  Compassion speaks when we see need, asking us to stop and care. Confidence booms when our knees are shaky, reminding us that we are capable.

Those voices are truth, God’s own breath speaking power into our life.

There are others, disguising the voice of the liar. They whisper shame and doubt and mockery.

Even those are important. The more we learn to recognize them as false distractions, the more we understand that they tear down instead of build up.

Anything we hear that does that, we can discern as NOT being from God.  He never tears down, always lifts up.

His is the voice of love, the most compelling voice we’ll ever hear.

But the voice of truth tells me a different story
And the voice of truth says “Do not be afraid!”
And the voice of truth says “This is for My glory”
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth- Casting Crowns

Easy Ideas For Upcycling Vintage Jewelry Into Modern Pieces


Vintage jewelry is popping up everywhere, especially at flea markets and antique booths. You can find baggies for very cheap, or purchase individual pieces.

My jewelry has a different story. It was given to me years ago when a beloved great-aunt passed away.

A few pieces I wore back in high school, setting my own 80′s funky style with Bertie’s pieces.

Since I inherited her collection of costume jewelry, it has been sitting for decades, unused and unworn.

I simply didn’t know what to do with these outdated items! [Read more...]

Moving Forward When You Can’t See Ahead


If you ever have the chance to drive up Pike’s Peak in Colorado, it quickly becomes apparent that the ascending  view is limited. There are stretches where nothing is visible except the sky beyond the asphalt. 14,110 feet above sea level with no guard rails  feels unnerving. pikes 2 Sometimes this is the driving force in our lives. Scared to not see what is ahead, fear immobilizes us.

We worry, “Is it safe to continue on?

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A Huge Thank You From A Small Blogger

thank you blogger

A friend shared a sense of being on the verge of something amazing in their life. An approaching change that signified a progressive and significant shift.

Have you ever felt that sense of anticipation?

We work so hard towards a goal, and finally we feel it just might be within reach. Maybe this dream will really happen!

I don’t know about your life work, but for writers there is always a sense of making it.  That our voice and message will be heard. There are writers (like all professions) that have a self-focused drive, to be heard for their own glory.

But most of the writers I know of? They pour their heart into each and every word. Agonizing over the right string of letters that will create a message worth our time. They are unselfish and sacrificial and care more about the benefit to the reader than the cost to themselves.

They inspire me.

Right now, I am a considered a small blogger, nowhere near a following of at least 10,000 people (which is an estimated industry minimum to even be considered for a book proposal).  Insecurity often tries to sneak in and pummel me into quitting this writing business. No way. [Read more...]

Giveaway #theshatteredeffect

glad heart

I came across a wonderful publication called Shattered: Your story, His glory!

It was especially moving to read people’s stories; not only of struggle but of beauty! My kind of stuff.

The writers in the Bible understood sorrow on a level we hope to never experience. A translation of Proverbs 15:13, features a writer expressing deep pain. “A glad heart makes a cheerful face but by sorrow of heart the spirit is crushed“.

Are you there today? Your smile will come again. Enter today to win a copy of the new Shattered. [Read more...]

Is It Wrong To Shelter Our Children?


What does it mean to shelter your children?

To be a helicopter parent, trying to protect them from any potential life challenge? Or, conversely, is it better to let them experience life without a guard so they learn how to deal?

I am a firm believer that parents should shelter their children. I’ll tell you why…

The very definition of shelter simply means to provide protection and refuge from adverse conditions.

It is hard to imagine an argument that a parent should not afford their child those basic conditions.

I’ve personally struggled with this as a mother.

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Vintage Treasures


This week I went to a French flea market with friends. The booths overflowed with charming displays of vintage wares. Farmhouse, industrial, shabby: they were all represented beautifully. I love that there are people who actively collect and protect items from the trash heap. Recognizing the value of things that tell our stories. The stories of our heritage.

It brings about a few chuckles to see common items, such as tins of spices that lined my childhood cupboards. Sold as antiques, ha!

I am sure each preceding generation feels the same way. Amazed that their very own life that sped by, now is classified as vintage. [Read more...]

Everyday Errands Or Divine Appointments?

Last week, it was hot. Humid.

Probably  not the ideal day to decide to do all the shopping around at four stores for the best deals. Still, I was alone for a few hours and went with it.

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Life Hoarder


I’ve come to the startling realization that I am a hoarder.

If you enter my house you won’t see piles of garbage or mounds of trinkets stacked to the ceiling.

It’s deeper than that, more of an internal attitude.

Take for example my stash of scrapbook paper. It definitely qualifies as a stash after 15 years of scrapbooking. The amount of paper isn’t the problem.

It’s a strange pattern of thinking that dictates I MUST save the best for later. I have a slight fear of using up my favorites, because then they’ll be gone.

It is that same thought process that keeps 33 episodes of House Hunters International in my DVR.

The warped thinking that keeps me obsessively cleaning out my email inbox before I do the fun stuff. As if that one thing will matter. It keeps me from doing my favorite things. [Read more...]