Tag Archives: hearts

Saturday:) Sights, Sounds, and a Special Sign

3 Mar

“When the universe sends you a sign and places it right at your feet, pick it up, read it, and live it.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis

************************

She made broken look beautiful

and strong look invincible.

She walked with the Universe

on her shoulders and made it

look like a pair of wings.”

― Ariana Dancu

*************

I walked in the murky misty morning. It was cold, but I wore three layers, and hat and gloves kept me comfortable. I might have just stayed in my jammies all morning, but Bella was in need of a walk, so we ventured out and pranced around the pond. I dropped her off at home and continued my walk. For some reason, the mist and gloom was invigorating. All bundled up, I felt like an invincible soldier, with long strides and arms pumping to the cadence. (I’m from Chicago- we are tough.)

The birds were chirping and singing sweet songs, not realizing that it was freezing out. I didn’t see another single soul out walking as I pranced my 2.2 miles around the neighborhood. Even though it was grey and gloomy, I enjoyed the sights along my regular route. I especially love the interesting Heart shapes that Mother Nature provides in the strangest places.

About a mile into my walk, a tiny sliver of paper in the grass caught my eye. I just kept walking, then did an about face and went back to pick it up. Just out of curiosity, I wanted to see what it said. It was was one of those slips of paper that comes in a fortune cookie. Hmm? A sign, perhaps?

Ah… a perfect message and sign waiting there just for me. I always say,”If you’re waiting for a sign, this is it.” A sign from the universe? A sign from my guardian angel? My take on it… always keep kindness within your heart, and you can’t help but share it with others.

Happy Saturday, my friends.

Wednesday:) Words of Wisdom From the Heart

9 Aug

“I think it’s important to have a dream and to follow your heart.”

~Austin Butler

******************

This afternoon, I decided to go for a walk. The clouds and a little breeze brought a brief relief from the scorching summer Texas heat. As I walked, I remembered the many times that I would notice so many heart-shaped symbols on the sidewalk or in the street. I was trying to think of what to write today for my Wednesday blog, so I decided to take pictures of the dozens of heart shapes that I normally came across on my walk. I like to think of it as “following my heart.”

Wouldn’t you know it, the more I searched for them, the fewer I found. I smiled to myself. I thought, isn’t ironic? It’s just like in real life. The heart ❤️ is a symbol for love. The harder you look for love or a heart ❤️, the more difficult it is to find.

I did find a few, but instead of twenty or thirty, I only found six today. The more I searched, the fewer I found. My personal advice… just stop desperately searching for ❤️, because the harder you look, the less you find. The best things happen when you’re not looking.

My hearts ❤️ I found today.

Follow your heart.

Friday:) Follow Your Heart

16 Sep

“Believe in Your HeartBelieve in your heart that you’re meant to live a life full of passion, purpose, magic and miracles.” 
― Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart

*****************

Those of you who know me already know that I see the world with a different eye. Actually, both eyes are pretty weird. I see angels in the clouds and faces in the brownie mix. 

Because I walk everyday, usually twice a day, I have the opportunity to constantly see my world   and my neighborhood with my weird and whacky eyes. My head is always in the clouds and my eyes on the sidewalk and street. (So I don’t trip over my own feet.) 

Lately, I’ve been noticing heart ❤️ shapes on the sidewalk, probably air bubbles in the concrete. Then, I see heart shapes in oil spots or melted tar or clumps of mud. Weird right? Can’t help it.

Here are just a few of the shapes I saw just today on my walk. I follow my heart…


Friday:) From the Heart

6 May

“The heart has its reasons which reason knows not.” ― Blaise Pascal

**************

I’ve mentioned many times that I find inspirations on my daily walks, noticing the little things in the air, on the ground, pretty much everywhere. Today, I noticed a heart shape in the cement  on the sidewalk. Quick, take a picture. 


It’s funny, once I notice something unusual, I seem to find it everywhere I go.


Another thing dear to my heart is my senior art group at Towne Creek. I’ve been volunteering there for over a decade. Today, Miss Bonnie melted my heart with her big smile when she finished her butterfly project. 


It was a Friday from the heart, for my heart.

A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words

25 Jan

20130124-171758.jpg

Why write a long, boring craft tutorial when you can just share a photo that pretty much explains it all. Well, almost all.

Today, I thought I’d change things up and share some of my handy-dandy crafting tips. Being a self-professed frugal Baby-Boomer, I’ll take this opportunity to confess…I save everything. Yes, everything! Just yesterday, my husband was ready to toss out the 2 inch stub of the romaine lettuce, when I rescued it from the trash saying, ” Stop, I’m going to paint roses with that.” He doesn’t even question anymore. He just shakes his head and walks away. (I’ll post the roses another time.)

So, anyway, you know all those paper towel and toilet tissue rolls you have saved after the paper is all used? OK, so you don’t have any now, but you will. Well, take 4 or 5 of those rolls and soak in a bowl of water for a few hours, pour the mixture in a blender with a sheet of torn up newspaper,(I know you have that) and pulse the blender a few times until you have paper mush.(technical term) Then add some crumpled rose petals that you have dried and saved after your last birthday or anniversary.(Yes, I have tons of those too.) Pulse a couple more times. Place a splatter screen over an empty bowl or pitcher and pour some of the mixture inside a cookie cutter of your choice. Press inside shape with a damp sponge until most of the moisture gone. Play and experiment. Remove cookie cutter and flip screen over on a paper towel. You can put another paper towel over it and roll with a rolling pin, or just air dry. ( But, the more paper towels you use, the quicker you’ll have some of those empty rolls saved up…ha, ha.)

You can use these handmade paper shapes to embellish cards, make jewelry, or larger shapes can be made into books. So many options, so little time. If you need anything, let me know. I’ve got it saved somewhere.

20130124-180247.jpg

WITH A SONG IN MY HEART

12 Jan

I hear voices in my head! These voices are there ALL the time and NEVER go away. They are not the scary, go out and kill someone voices, on the contrary. These crooning voices are magnificent melodies of Frank Sinatra, James Taylor, Rod Stuart or Carly Simon. They constantly remind me that my kind of town is Chicago, or when things start getting me down, I should climb up to the roof where it’s peaceful as can be.

There are many positive and negative side-effects of this ailment. On a positive note, I really don’t need to turn on the radio or pop in a CD for entertainment. Music is always playing internally with limited commercial interruption. But the adverse reactions can be annoying. I call it STS, other wise known as “Show Tune Syndrome”.

When anyone starts a conversation, it may be just a single word or phrase, but if I recognize the lyrics, or part of a tune, I burst into song. If I hear the words, “I’m leaving…” they don’t even get to finish before I’m belting out, “On a jet plane. I don’t know when I’ll be back again. Oh, Babe I hate to go”. Of course, they are not all show tunes, but I do have a serious affinity for old Broadway musicals. My repertoire ranges as far back as the World War I love songs, the timeless 1920’s, and as recent as the ever effervescent Lady Gaga and Pink. It’s all good, and it’s all in my head.

As time goes by…oh no, don’t get me started…” You must remember this, A kiss is still a kiss, A sigh is still a sigh.” Anyway, I have learned to suppress or at least hold back on my bursting out into song in public, but the song will play in my head. I guess I will always go through life WITH A SONG IN MY HEART.

With a song in my heart
I behold your adorable face
Just a song at the start
But it soon is a hymn to your grace

When the music swells
I’m touching your hand
It tells me that you’re standing near

And at the sound of your voice
Heaven opens its portals to me
Can I help but rejoice
That a song such as ours came to be?

But I always knew
I would live life through
With a song in my heart for you

Lyrics by Lorenz Hart

20130112-120056.jpg