tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84266694583446904922024-03-05T10:13:53.925-08:00Coleens ReflectionsColeenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-18331172529592475662011-02-10T12:18:00.001-08:002011-02-10T12:38:35.549-08:00Celebrating Heart .... word #41This picture was taken our birthday in Feb. 2009....the <strong>celebrating </strong>began with a kiss...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpEryB8IE2OC0tmoYjwiqKpGE8Jz-k49PL2Jp0_hM9PXfpkn0IilsNXOpocgeXtopKxjzx5IB0QXGNalCnbxhr-cVuB_SiSC8bSfp-P_0k7FgatP2D2c6Ous3CLMo4gupO3vlvHO0AQNM/s1600/02.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572158821546330114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpEryB8IE2OC0tmoYjwiqKpGE8Jz-k49PL2Jp0_hM9PXfpkn0IilsNXOpocgeXtopKxjzx5IB0QXGNalCnbxhr-cVuB_SiSC8bSfp-P_0k7FgatP2D2c6Ous3CLMo4gupO3vlvHO0AQNM/s400/02.JPG" border="0" /></a> then we blow out the candles and the party begins......<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCfRv3bFMHud0KbxtV8ZfojNsMitY_ue_4aGdun4TUTu6LpkVmqbMIlglqsN5diui9QZet_iaLivaTOtzX0Z7FyKC_eaamsiITwa1gjM25-O540TlsOW8cddWZHbm895Z2ffoVuNYBBNM/s1600/22.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572158703301308098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCfRv3bFMHud0KbxtV8ZfojNsMitY_ue_4aGdun4TUTu6LpkVmqbMIlglqsN5diui9QZet_iaLivaTOtzX0Z7FyKC_eaamsiITwa1gjM25-O540TlsOW8cddWZHbm895Z2ffoVuNYBBNM/s400/22.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />this is my guy a year later in 2010......life had changed so quickly...but, we still <strong>Celebrated all our</strong> <strong>Blessings!!!<br /></strong><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNv100WcnVpjClcz-qRdwJqxzyxOAfOQgKoOT0zxP4c_Cw4tMpHbu2MtRuTJTfEACk0fnlrdCfIFBVIBi_qeJ4FVFitYz_0UUD0yd5PAGzMmbUE-G87OJyfjZhf1bVHsL7NE1xNwOnrZg/s1600/1380.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572158692880358722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNv100WcnVpjClcz-qRdwJqxzyxOAfOQgKoOT0zxP4c_Cw4tMpHbu2MtRuTJTfEACk0fnlrdCfIFBVIBi_qeJ4FVFitYz_0UUD0yd5PAGzMmbUE-G87OJyfjZhf1bVHsL7NE1xNwOnrZg/s400/1380.JPG" border="0" /></a> So, this year our birthdays were still celebrated...just a bit differently....I have been playing around with art journaling and this is what has emerged....<br />at the Center...always....GOD<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7y80i2ybBjPxIHEqLRHLoAavphR0qwILwvlerUbYc0qH5iyVZAufZo38ao1z-OHZPfxHMSHcjFgR8vR9ojp4MCqjfvxPySaYBvBifI0lkuXl3LLfKw0ogISF7DCXdUT01dGuBG47XbDI/s1600/06.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572158692120500498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7y80i2ybBjPxIHEqLRHLoAavphR0qwILwvlerUbYc0qH5iyVZAufZo38ao1z-OHZPfxHMSHcjFgR8vR9ojp4MCqjfvxPySaYBvBifI0lkuXl3LLfKw0ogISF7DCXdUT01dGuBG47XbDI/s400/06.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />we are all on different parts of the path to the center, but we are never forgotten..we are loved more than we could ever understand...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV_DKOYEIoTZL4NoUVoXl7EqgMepiRxguRiYZ-QoayUyXin6tPkauk_bGrSedwThapc6CCJKLcD66SGUTzjIbxMXfB_OasrWzgPLgjPNPTaPegZoQFCTuDbEQZke7OxIpIafKJqP2GOuA/s1600/07.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572158683353978130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV_DKOYEIoTZL4NoUVoXl7EqgMepiRxguRiYZ-QoayUyXin6tPkauk_bGrSedwThapc6CCJKLcD66SGUTzjIbxMXfB_OasrWzgPLgjPNPTaPegZoQFCTuDbEQZke7OxIpIafKJqP2GOuA/s400/07.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />so, we keep on looking ....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEDGfjU1LaAqIbZa2t3BhNOJVYM2G7bvzWcdbzrCAzvQ4NFwOzmUvnHo0U0FzusrYtX4jOjrOZeFMyZc82mAJ46ppUVOpQ5PhDcmsJGEW-NxuyzcB4u6kVxlfjwpiA6sOkkIe2jMzpGEg/s1600/08.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572158676211069874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEDGfjU1LaAqIbZa2t3BhNOJVYM2G7bvzWcdbzrCAzvQ4NFwOzmUvnHo0U0FzusrYtX4jOjrOZeFMyZc82mAJ46ppUVOpQ5PhDcmsJGEW-NxuyzcB4u6kVxlfjwpiA6sOkkIe2jMzpGEg/s400/08.JPG" border="0" /></a> and searching for answers......<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlkpQSmE-anfy99T9-ZZaDP3pE8FwiiyyfTYRW0p-UqqV4nooB7KrM3Qw6c3gW7d977EZaH2L7hgqiwfs6YI0S6vtzykxwZuJdKuadSkVWCKZJ3xByt9KL8rA1Lxsi0xm4_O0lH85MlAM/s1600/09.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572158191987499842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlkpQSmE-anfy99T9-ZZaDP3pE8FwiiyyfTYRW0p-UqqV4nooB7KrM3Qw6c3gW7d977EZaH2L7hgqiwfs6YI0S6vtzykxwZuJdKuadSkVWCKZJ3xByt9KL8rA1Lxsi0xm4_O0lH85MlAM/s400/09.JPG" border="0" /></a> but, as longas we BELIEVE and have faith that With God All Things Are Possible...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZYH7-703z8vMw-gXULNL-CQvfzHEUt34SBit5DSchKC34_MPH15g9r34i9gTguNInH2LIWuiwSepP5G7A96YfnmLhsbhrWdPboKLpeI-14y6jL752HwSp_lVBzxRzegAtxWf2gnqslOc/s1600/10.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572158189809687490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZYH7-703z8vMw-gXULNL-CQvfzHEUt34SBit5DSchKC34_MPH15g9r34i9gTguNInH2LIWuiwSepP5G7A96YfnmLhsbhrWdPboKLpeI-14y6jL752HwSp_lVBzxRzegAtxWf2gnqslOc/s400/10.JPG" border="0" /></a> we will find what we are longing for.......GRACE ~♥~<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzpBeVF7xsADilhSDe729fc3hoBm31frSfciT8HZW1EhUsv8aEjHJBZVOZ5EP-VaU08RHOyBJQRoQSEMzNYKAy3gYq5RHfCP7Rr775uH2x7jyi1RPyGyyO74heQdsIXcJzA_E1ItmrgA4/s1600/11.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572158181819964898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzpBeVF7xsADilhSDe729fc3hoBm31frSfciT8HZW1EhUsv8aEjHJBZVOZ5EP-VaU08RHOyBJQRoQSEMzNYKAy3gYq5RHfCP7Rr775uH2x7jyi1RPyGyyO74heQdsIXcJzA_E1ItmrgA4/s400/11.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH_I4AU5mzeIjBIdSQDcI8VstoPr3WZgxuLmYSzml7B0is2NGlJ9aEv7yol96t1kmXASYzOhqP4y48JKtkIDk3yf72iC2m6hyphenhyphenT9BpdWdtJCTixavgd7es_SQ61So-0nktkWgAHuEJDPcU/s1600/04.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572158180812425506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH_I4AU5mzeIjBIdSQDcI8VstoPr3WZgxuLmYSzml7B0is2NGlJ9aEv7yol96t1kmXASYzOhqP4y48JKtkIDk3yf72iC2m6hyphenhyphenT9BpdWdtJCTixavgd7es_SQ61So-0nktkWgAHuEJDPcU/s400/04.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeTP1ThhQJAm4mVML2kb_3VC-RkTeRJbSazjak9N4Usl6j6Nyt98BWRw7_iLUvPXGkBClmpmCC6XKLHObbfksUaVJhYNCTcB9fXctPJQgXudfLYiZh7rs2tpvg1d9hK_I7JFwLQgq9I_Y/s1600/02.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572158177292718562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeTP1ThhQJAm4mVML2kb_3VC-RkTeRJbSazjak9N4Usl6j6Nyt98BWRw7_iLUvPXGkBClmpmCC6XKLHObbfksUaVJhYNCTcB9fXctPJQgXudfLYiZh7rs2tpvg1d9hK_I7JFwLQgq9I_Y/s400/02.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />HEART HUGS,<br /><br /><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-2134055066946167382011-02-05T13:47:00.000-08:002011-02-06T10:29:08.164-08:00Changing Heart...word #14 "Changing"I have been very interested in Art Journaling lately....and one night last week,as I sat here looking through old magazines and tearing out articles I want to revisit...I noticed a strip of paper that had curled itself into sort of a heart shape...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4s6ly_TVL_PZtagjI5LNNtw9VdYYfpliqSq0C7uI4J97BUP-ueyqeiicHf22IVgXHvVac1yJDW2m8_Wt1LYK8l1ugjNMxAR5qMMVBrVYmJERRtcOb09ff1EGgzBAi0ikgBf8IPUd8PXU/s1600/09.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570325863121576786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4s6ly_TVL_PZtagjI5LNNtw9VdYYfpliqSq0C7uI4J97BUP-ueyqeiicHf22IVgXHvVac1yJDW2m8_Wt1LYK8l1ugjNMxAR5qMMVBrVYmJERRtcOb09ff1EGgzBAi0ikgBf8IPUd8PXU/s400/09.JPG" border="0" /></a> A flicker in my soul slowly grew into a flame, and before I knew it...I was tearing paper strips into hearts and swirls and cut certain words out of the magazines spread out before me. I put the words on a tray and started moving them around a bit...kinda like the magnetic words you can buy and put on your fridge to make sentences..anyway, some sort of pattern was emerging as my fingers moved the words around. It became a very meditative process...and creative, too! <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6fVkpR7HYZ-Y6-YMBBGVbecdlxcQOgwIA4aUCexkMSBJs6Z3F0M8zjmG2XMA73Za5YJPBLaj9DquTHzAshRbBHs8A0V2y9huoZgP6DOzw4Vcpy1FWbjLeKgpQtf7MwS91lDOyqLZjyxs/s1600/12.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570325853921380386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6fVkpR7HYZ-Y6-YMBBGVbecdlxcQOgwIA4aUCexkMSBJs6Z3F0M8zjmG2XMA73Za5YJPBLaj9DquTHzAshRbBHs8A0V2y9huoZgP6DOzw4Vcpy1FWbjLeKgpQtf7MwS91lDOyqLZjyxs/s400/12.JPG" border="0" /></a> I love to create "intuitively"...that is with no real plan, just kinda sorta of one....and I love it when I see the synchronicity and I smile and laugh out loud.."Ofcourse"!!! This happened with the title of of this post...I chose Changing Heart as the title due to the first picture ...then, I went back to my list of 365 words for this year( in my journal) and noticed that the next word after "Remember" ( title of my last post) was..."Changing". I wrote "changing" in my journal on Jan. 14th...and <em>just today</em> decided to continue with the next word on the list that is why I wrote day 14..reference to the 14th day of the new yr)...in other words, I chose the title BEFORE I knew the next word on my list was "Changing"...interesting. </div><div></div><div>Heart Hugs,</div><div>Coleen</div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-3938853139296930972011-01-13T16:25:00.001-08:002011-01-13T18:10:45.683-08:00Remembering Heart ...word #13So, most mornings I wake up and wonder what my "word" for today will be....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbraEgaYqtaS5wrkyJV-DhXWbASsZSUWrCW7trdiviPFaWzSB61qq1j6raOOV1r62Yc-uPKDVkxu3qNbzYBXJopDIahjqO4UfuPXGHXoRDHPemUj2_XKI9-CGYDPPhe3usKoIBjWuwD9E/s1600/20.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561831483662988370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbraEgaYqtaS5wrkyJV-DhXWbASsZSUWrCW7trdiviPFaWzSB61qq1j6raOOV1r62Yc-uPKDVkxu3qNbzYBXJopDIahjqO4UfuPXGHXoRDHPemUj2_XKI9-CGYDPPhe3usKoIBjWuwD9E/s400/20.JPG" border="0" /></a> Sometimes it comes quickly, and other times I will not know what it is til later in the day...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUIxp7HQQQi7dPCAGlTGjmYbw0k4fmdQoU1u-TZuBC_tWgIm2QFs3Dr26LqGrXBdWVPJuWNRrtsYPe5laCXN2eIC7V6AxOp4XgcF4dgvEkGRIIAVkmRIzPEJZ-PUIT4S3MsP68f2UXHRM/s1600/17.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561831474274185218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUIxp7HQQQi7dPCAGlTGjmYbw0k4fmdQoU1u-TZuBC_tWgIm2QFs3Dr26LqGrXBdWVPJuWNRrtsYPe5laCXN2eIC7V6AxOp4XgcF4dgvEkGRIIAVkmRIzPEJZ-PUIT4S3MsP68f2UXHRM/s400/17.JPG" border="0" /></a> I am learning not to rush these things. Some of you know that I wrote down </div><div>"365 Heart Words "on New Years Eve...so, I am taking a word a day from my list </div><div>and allowing it to settle in my heart...<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsNF2ACgy_ROTgP2SpeE3iYnECxSci3r9fYSxDGBn0h-nEKi15HpB9tjydRY7VeqQihgRIUS-XtSbB-5SL-WlViyAUTvcGJfYnFywAOQsR6Zd6QJMEjJ4laykfZD0EsjMHQZ8wHhJgEFI/s1600/19.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561831461526866706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsNF2ACgy_ROTgP2SpeE3iYnECxSci3r9fYSxDGBn0h-nEKi15HpB9tjydRY7VeqQihgRIUS-XtSbB-5SL-WlViyAUTvcGJfYnFywAOQsR6Zd6QJMEjJ4laykfZD0EsjMHQZ8wHhJgEFI/s400/19.JPG" border="0" /></a> I was going to try and make a "heart a day"..but, I decided not to put so much pressure on myself...I do journal a word a day tho...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3nw2Ko0h4yfwrLBnAaNxhxr2uYst5aL8IAX2daIfACRaprPuayplB5M4lPEEhABk-KPxJpgk5i8aFo4SUx7ItfrZCF7GWVaPSJEWaE8KETO1ERIh_gSBDmY4l-EwB6lmCZoSxCY8L55Y/s1600/18.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561831457801447474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3nw2Ko0h4yfwrLBnAaNxhxr2uYst5aL8IAX2daIfACRaprPuayplB5M4lPEEhABk-KPxJpgk5i8aFo4SUx7ItfrZCF7GWVaPSJEWaE8KETO1ERIh_gSBDmY4l-EwB6lmCZoSxCY8L55Y/s400/18.JPG" border="0" /></a> My list so far is 1.Accepting Heart 2.Healing Heart. 3.Being Heart 4. In-to-Me -Se (Intimacy) Heart 5.Awakening Heart 6. Soul Heart (newly awakened) 7.Forever Heart 8.Struggling Heart </div><div>9. Heart Answers 10. Questioning Heart 11. Learning Heart 12. Listening Heart and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">todays</span> heart is<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNrOF-cHFv3ZfUT2h5MX8cRwI7YEViqx6dgVKbMkap9xKssqFTS6eN1SqizI8auVXstR0YBz4n_xlgarqkzmvElKcA7_3cLk7wHuKJWE4gwmG-vSyENnIQ7_zD6eFGUmcnRNBw0pdWld8/s1600/10.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561831455857973858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNrOF-cHFv3ZfUT2h5MX8cRwI7YEViqx6dgVKbMkap9xKssqFTS6eN1SqizI8auVXstR0YBz4n_xlgarqkzmvElKcA7_3cLk7wHuKJWE4gwmG-vSyENnIQ7_zD6eFGUmcnRNBw0pdWld8/s400/10.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;">Remembering Heart</span> ....and I am so thankful that I have been blessed with such wonderful memories...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">HEART HUGS,<br /></span><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" />PS...my last name means "SUN" in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">German</span>..thus the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">reference</span> to "BEAM"...I love hidden messages........</div></div></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-49607532276443128942011-01-07T17:21:00.000-08:002011-01-07T17:34:34.705-08:00Soul Heart...Newly AwakenedThis little faerie has been fluttering around in my heart for awhile..she yawned and stretched and slowly woke up....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZXrUGjYRmKWPNALmytPRGeogffagbRpo7QmsnD-XEQkGrCntR5kX-mcw1UJ8WQof-nqiO0IOTXQmpdh_JtePCiMXCEHy5nkUZzJPdfEm0FJdHEDfEJmOwo0XcYCNW3u_6cmC36H0aQ74/s1600/03.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559619696603754914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZXrUGjYRmKWPNALmytPRGeogffagbRpo7QmsnD-XEQkGrCntR5kX-mcw1UJ8WQof-nqiO0IOTXQmpdh_JtePCiMXCEHy5nkUZzJPdfEm0FJdHEDfEJmOwo0XcYCNW3u_6cmC36H0aQ74/s400/03.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOsiSXl7QdDGLsU2Qt8SoGnmeWnGr327a917krV3efycU3MIUzPkUxhqQFtOcgqMsBhcCjeDmUb_aafjogPoMYWp8p1MMIiVSskezxpx-tVpQvVF9Uch9y-zm6OqEAh-8M_93Pqz38hVQ/s1600/10.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559619693752072802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOsiSXl7QdDGLsU2Qt8SoGnmeWnGr327a917krV3efycU3MIUzPkUxhqQFtOcgqMsBhcCjeDmUb_aafjogPoMYWp8p1MMIiVSskezxpx-tVpQvVF9Uch9y-zm6OqEAh-8M_93Pqz38hVQ/s400/10.JPG" border="0" /></a> She is a sweet lil thing..I put a hanger on her back...but, she would look great on the cover a journal, too...hmmmmm<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLZ5MtqwXllOePsxMRiR65P5cPc0DujrDGmkVDneLMZCyLELE3hPY4295ix3iE8pXgmQ3JIgSuJndGIiJk6SGbQolp0SCcNCY9v017-uxoOI_ylu9KjcOo3U7SqVUwd9GPdhOr1LdSdsg/s1600/01.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559619687870133298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLZ5MtqwXllOePsxMRiR65P5cPc0DujrDGmkVDneLMZCyLELE3hPY4295ix3iE8pXgmQ3JIgSuJndGIiJk6SGbQolp0SCcNCY9v017-uxoOI_ylu9KjcOo3U7SqVUwd9GPdhOr1LdSdsg/s400/01.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4hNNoPoqI2NxYRvw2KhI4VVpsG6M8AFCzHf5moIJ1lKwPc32cE6IcirRSOh56msEnyUsi95rbFqdCHQfzOrsLT998RGEps6jBrsbwilkmVD2RbJWq1DMdshdZyDl6Gju1MDJCo3GKsLI/s1600/11.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559619683282913010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4hNNoPoqI2NxYRvw2KhI4VVpsG6M8AFCzHf5moIJ1lKwPc32cE6IcirRSOh56msEnyUsi95rbFqdCHQfzOrsLT998RGEps6jBrsbwilkmVD2RbJWq1DMdshdZyDl6Gju1MDJCo3GKsLI/s400/11.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_8BqxltWI5IaShzT6UXKFwBlPz99Llw19BQPmeBnDCmZzCXc-cTz_XteN7QM0U6JcwwUQxiHE5Mte8trglwOi_1Mpq49Xzl1s84swmdK1qyzldy8qazf-OCLu3hLTBDpX0c48RuSaUKw/s1600/08.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559619678540885138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_8BqxltWI5IaShzT6UXKFwBlPz99Llw19BQPmeBnDCmZzCXc-cTz_XteN7QM0U6JcwwUQxiHE5Mte8trglwOi_1Mpq49Xzl1s84swmdK1qyzldy8qazf-OCLu3hLTBDpX0c48RuSaUKw/s400/08.JPG" border="0" /></a> I am glad I listened to her and let her out to play...I am Listening to that still small voice within me a bit more these days...<br /><br />HEART HUGS,<br /><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div></div></div></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-71835555008955908752011-01-05T17:49:00.001-08:002011-01-05T18:09:15.291-08:00Awakening Heart day 5Interesting how this word came to me......it's the name of the shampoo I use.."Root Awakening"...( no affiliation!) I thought, huh....yeah, something is taking root in my heart...its like spring, ya know when the first little tender shoots of seeds start sprouting..and pushing their way thru the earth to burst into the light...but, before that can happen, the roots have to grow strong and deep..its what nourishes the tender new beginnings...i know, this sounds crazy being January and it is rainy and freezing cold outside...but, this is an inside job anyway....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi537KR18egWlQwhyuGaxt6r0z0TAYh79UuQbjN3jeyO0Pb7ft9TogSvMd-BEIB4483XOjPrlX-5w0H8wnr-kHqIRUndxxEBIlavTd-zsqzaO2WrOsd1egQH-7xKLtSfGxthUzfwg-6K0w/s1600/07.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558884651336521858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi537KR18egWlQwhyuGaxt6r0z0TAYh79UuQbjN3jeyO0Pb7ft9TogSvMd-BEIB4483XOjPrlX-5w0H8wnr-kHqIRUndxxEBIlavTd-zsqzaO2WrOsd1egQH-7xKLtSfGxthUzfwg-6K0w/s400/07.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBcRw_4ozAxqdNM2FWl5UTXB4EjeF5Mp8wGi62LnSA0EtrS4xGOuGGFtq6x9zPsPY31fip8VrSUjHlq-IOCWy6h_UBc0UiK-Ppe7Uenj3GT6I0pTYSwG1ugiHbxfs5W0zz1ZmKW9nr1Kc/s1600/06.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558884646234035666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBcRw_4ozAxqdNM2FWl5UTXB4EjeF5Mp8wGi62LnSA0EtrS4xGOuGGFtq6x9zPsPY31fip8VrSUjHlq-IOCWy6h_UBc0UiK-Ppe7Uenj3GT6I0pTYSwG1ugiHbxfs5W0zz1ZmKW9nr1Kc/s400/06.JPG" border="0" /></a> yep..... the roots are growing and my heart is waking up and thawing out....I have been numb and frozen for quite awhile now...</div><div> </div><div></div><div>BTW, I know I spelled Awakening incorrectly on my picture above..I will be correcting that soon!!!...see......I am Waking Up!!!</div><div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Heart Hugs,<br /></span><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-10048846918290187002011-01-04T20:13:00.000-08:002011-01-04T21:31:10.322-08:00Intimacy..Or..IN-TO-ME-SEE....day 4Todays word..........Intimacy.........See into my Heart........In to Me See.........<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkDCAYj2MFd5BrVswtlEGsDQBbBTJfQMojmbYLhfcHCbpFkhbZ-NxVfYSRqpR6p6cr5E1UksblA_-VMgDg5jqZOhta9ejM8r6BzIW0nk9Cb1iBVOZuNpxtSq13SYNFeQi3d6h_hkwjI4k/s1600/058.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558550501854158674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkDCAYj2MFd5BrVswtlEGsDQBbBTJfQMojmbYLhfcHCbpFkhbZ-NxVfYSRqpR6p6cr5E1UksblA_-VMgDg5jqZOhta9ejM8r6BzIW0nk9Cb1iBVOZuNpxtSq13SYNFeQi3d6h_hkwjI4k/s400/058.JPG" border="0" /></a> The words are from The Who: but imagine God..your higher power..or whomever you BELIEVE in is saying these words to you.........<br /><br />See Me...Feel Me...Touch Me...Heal Me...See Me.....Feel Me....Touch Me...Heal Me....Listening to you, I get the music....Gazing at you, I get the heat....Following you, I climb the mountain....I get excitement at your feet....Right behind you, I see the millions.....On you, I see the glory....From you, I get opinion....From you, I get the story....Listening to you, I get the music....Gazing at you, I get the heat...Following you, I climb the mountain...I get excitement at your feet...Right behind you, I see the millions...On you, I see the glory....From you, I get opinion...From You..... I get the story........<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">HEART HUGS</span>,<br /><br /><br /><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" />Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-56286683703422774142011-01-03T14:01:00.000-08:002011-01-03T15:17:15.155-08:00Heart Bee-ing Day 3Laying in bed this morning. I had the thought..I wonder what my "word" will be for today? I don't want to "force" it... "Let it Be"...I thought...hmmmm.."Be Still and know I Am God"....hmmm "Just Be"......"BE"......<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixuaCtzlX6HY_oz5YWgeyG8adro2i4X3seTsqLd-4UDPIvxq9iER_fvnriHv_u5Lv7832c3Dr1TQGcJCimwhxbMh_kyONC7wuyb2wbNhWGPomr23oAPYMmiCfwMWNvNVsZSI64UntjE8c/s1600/09.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558099715706013778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixuaCtzlX6HY_oz5YWgeyG8adro2i4X3seTsqLd-4UDPIvxq9iER_fvnriHv_u5Lv7832c3Dr1TQGcJCimwhxbMh_kyONC7wuyb2wbNhWGPomr23oAPYMmiCfwMWNvNVsZSI64UntjE8c/s400/09.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />so I got up and let Taj out to do his bizzness and my son was in the kitchen cooking breakfast and I noticed this...<span style="font-size:180%;">BEE!! </span><span style="font-size:100%;">how odd I thought to myself...I told my son that it will probably die anyway, as bees need to fly, and it was trapped between the window and the screen...Larry, (my son..) said that bees are usually hiberating now...and I said, yeah, I think the sun woke him up....now thats a thought..."wake up and fly!!!" Anyway, at first I was gonna spray it (ok, kill it!)..and then, after thinking about it for a moment, I decided to "Let it Be" ...<br /></span><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhalG9N9QsuVsjJJdLjPaSyQ2R107s9_Wh_Z-vhtNi8ANpqSkcRp8rAYEmc6hjmoSvlmgXiuRBycQF3tQcL95QvXLX-nuLj7ff1DGTU1dhDrgrdQC0dnNeIKaz12JbveWFQeOjpUJX0UZo/s1600/04.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558083825474216642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhalG9N9QsuVsjJJdLjPaSyQ2R107s9_Wh_Z-vhtNi8ANpqSkcRp8rAYEmc6hjmoSvlmgXiuRBycQF3tQcL95QvXLX-nuLj7ff1DGTU1dhDrgrdQC0dnNeIKaz12JbveWFQeOjpUJX0UZo/s400/04.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />and sat down and enjoyed every bite of the yummy, coconut pancakes my son made...</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqkAF7AriFVWTW-rvBO0Ccs3ukuDLu4OISCkVPErczXgUTOKgmwpu_uzB3N2u-QUvkvrAfjeK7BibtOmu5-48TEs1Adf7Oo6xtJIMlRL9wHPABo_hnPbKTk8p60X-Aam94ikizBg3uSFY/s1600/06.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558083819372896834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqkAF7AriFVWTW-rvBO0Ccs3ukuDLu4OISCkVPErczXgUTOKgmwpu_uzB3N2u-QUvkvrAfjeK7BibtOmu5-48TEs1Adf7Oo6xtJIMlRL9wHPABo_hnPbKTk8p60X-Aam94ikizBg3uSFY/s400/06.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Who am I meant to Be???......stay tuned..I am gonna find out!!!<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">HEART HUGS,<br /></span><br /><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div></div></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-74029634644097041722011-01-02T21:46:00.001-08:002011-01-03T08:21:45.367-08:00Healing Heart..day 2<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigcuGgMtZMzPiug9Mr7AbSh_lyZ78gaG-R5XDfv9k3BM_OahlXcGjst7ParedfbUq2xb7Mmn_w7v-0YXF-0xq75y5oIcQQIoWzGKbKtHgLYnBcfdNVP0vp6Fa3apU2HbsCeWSdp9ngLHM/s1600/01.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557832311789607938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigcuGgMtZMzPiug9Mr7AbSh_lyZ78gaG-R5XDfv9k3BM_OahlXcGjst7ParedfbUq2xb7Mmn_w7v-0YXF-0xq75y5oIcQQIoWzGKbKtHgLYnBcfdNVP0vp6Fa3apU2HbsCeWSdp9ngLHM/s400/01.JPG" border="0" /></a> Above art by <a href="http://www.bonesigharts.com/">http://www.bonesigharts.com/</a> I love terris art!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEOzmOkQGKYRx5IMWWnQVkANUJTw7-mawGx5rruxurkadntg2RYGIGMaytOkQyM1q59xtBK7YeQMVOnL6ga-eCq16pAYg_YWsDfg_jkVcR-89BPlvZctFsXgDlDgh2c0JD6iMX9fRdVIM/s1600/03.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557832304976348290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEOzmOkQGKYRx5IMWWnQVkANUJTw7-mawGx5rruxurkadntg2RYGIGMaytOkQyM1q59xtBK7YeQMVOnL6ga-eCq16pAYg_YWsDfg_jkVcR-89BPlvZctFsXgDlDgh2c0JD6iMX9fRdVIM/s400/03.JPG" border="0" /></a> Today was a good day..I went to see Narnia with my grandaughters....one of the many lessons I heard and felt today was...."do not focus on what was taken away..rather, focus on what was given to you"......hmmm....maybe my word is "focus"???.....well, maybe, but, focusing on what has been <strong>given to me </strong>is very <strong>healing </strong>......I am Truly Blessed......</div><div><br />HEART HUGS,<br /><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-35547807192676557632011-01-01T17:36:00.001-08:002011-01-01T21:03:10.040-08:00Heart Acceptance<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJEwUokxLo2BEpil4HqjzpTAUHdE73MPh5w_N1A1ZGWeYEdNGf5L0Uhtuln96rrAr6g15htN_lhWHJo4LhSlyagBbP7-EwXdbqj1bszhJh5xQ-s4F99mfWR7apcyoqw28ZghOhddw17n0/s1600/02.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557397333780719890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJEwUokxLo2BEpil4HqjzpTAUHdE73MPh5w_N1A1ZGWeYEdNGf5L0Uhtuln96rrAr6g15htN_lhWHJo4LhSlyagBbP7-EwXdbqj1bszhJh5xQ-s4F99mfWR7apcyoqw28ZghOhddw17n0/s400/02.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is a word that I am embracing today...I bought the wonderful piece of art above from <a href="http://www.bonesigharts.com/">Bone Sigh Arts<br /></a><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtnB4s3NOdKReNC_mggDsmQ6MamfrDeDf7hq_0ZyD_1P4XqYzwRBEjQPCt5DLQ-eNzWLTxKvqZ0V7mK5WGho8Ox5eevOjWmiJIttCwhbOBCrMa0JPP4LCIPstspQlIkC3E_frRqDw5ua4/s1600/11.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557397330138235026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtnB4s3NOdKReNC_mggDsmQ6MamfrDeDf7hq_0ZyD_1P4XqYzwRBEjQPCt5DLQ-eNzWLTxKvqZ0V7mK5WGho8Ox5eevOjWmiJIttCwhbOBCrMa0JPP4LCIPstspQlIkC3E_frRqDw5ua4/s400/11.JPG" border="0" /></a> The word "ACCEPT" holds alot of power when you think about it...when you accept the realities of what is happening when your life spins out of control...you can finally release the pain and move forward..oh, i will probably slide back once inwhile...but..I really feel that I am in the Acceptance part of my life....with alot of help from Family , Friends and my Faith.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoEN9Ru0WrWjZgeBKo7-tNwU7f_SczvgNAtmRJnuN8pSWaRG2ZLhAtoOgbtsWx9-I6hB7EKb1_3r51_6WsK6LX3TmW1wnQNOkgD7d6rtcGllQ-B-3rVvBrujI2IEgzZ0mrTEhvEpMqAIA/s1600/10.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557397328034889714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoEN9Ru0WrWjZgeBKo7-tNwU7f_SczvgNAtmRJnuN8pSWaRG2ZLhAtoOgbtsWx9-I6hB7EKb1_3r51_6WsK6LX3TmW1wnQNOkgD7d6rtcGllQ-B-3rVvBrujI2IEgzZ0mrTEhvEpMqAIA/s400/10.JPG" border="0" /></a> I will be putting this on my <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/weefae">etsy</a> soon. Every time the bell rings...well, you know the rest!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUk0lURqRWmfr14yOi9-eW1BGD7LD5eFDM0wuVzgdj3wGK1Pi3QvLPqQzYgztzopNgndduGHw6jWEtvuu5_DVie4aVNe7ta07D8V9ceCXPyLq7TG5_gkyJqYqe50mHLVE1HrJbAfo8EsI/s1600/08.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557397321543422338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUk0lURqRWmfr14yOi9-eW1BGD7LD5eFDM0wuVzgdj3wGK1Pi3QvLPqQzYgztzopNgndduGHw6jWEtvuu5_DVie4aVNe7ta07D8V9ceCXPyLq7TG5_gkyJqYqe50mHLVE1HrJbAfo8EsI/s400/08.JPG" border="0" /></a> I pray that I only have to learn the lessons one time tho!!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">HEART HUGS,<br /><br /></span><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div></div></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-43357292326839208082010-12-31T11:58:00.000-08:002010-12-31T20:49:27.359-08:00One Heart...Becoming Whole in 2011Can you see the heart in this shell? My SIL gave this to me..she found it on the beach like this..I will cherish it forever. The Heart was made by nature..not man-made. Which I now understand that the holes in our heart are part of the lessons we learn in this journey called LIFE. The year 2010 was a rough one to be sure....this was the year a HUGE Hole took up residence in my heart...As I look back on the year in my minds eye beginning with January......things were not good and only got worse as the pages flipped on the calendar...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxnxZDm02bW2EoyJJ5GzlV0jW6-p2yJgIj7zU_Q63Erdra1Ak2tw72L0U_MkxwgR4nDT5TACM2XELqIRDmyBpYwfV2HcF0XZlP4LIPHdU0pS4U6OZOxNW2Zd4mEYKEwJsnLcRKJBsXlt4/s1600/10.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556939120673019890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxnxZDm02bW2EoyJJ5GzlV0jW6-p2yJgIj7zU_Q63Erdra1Ak2tw72L0U_MkxwgR4nDT5TACM2XELqIRDmyBpYwfV2HcF0XZlP4LIPHdU0pS4U6OZOxNW2Zd4mEYKEwJsnLcRKJBsXlt4/s400/10.JPG" border="0" /></a> but, I am also finding things to be grateful for as well....so many friends have remained by my side and listened to my broken heart weep...I realize now how hard it was for them to hear my sorrow...so I remain truly thankful for the gift of friendship...I did not realize how many friends I really have...I met some new friends in a class I took..especially a fabulous lady named Carol...she has been a lifeline to me and has helped me more than she could ever know....some friends I have not even met in person...people have reached out to me thru my blog and on Facebook,too......and so many,many customers from the Portland area and Spokane and Pasco and across the US...have sent me cards, emails and even called me on the phone ....sending me so much LOVE....I am Truly Blessed and Humbled by the out pouring of Love and Concern....<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfZotTyVRUkOnVOEb1GjCsHtuQ0HbfUNK0aZwfe-LhR1H88GhF32YYvkuHs0yXyFZE4CH4CaEi8xHz__u9hhiwnRS0Deyov_V7lVkFViiRZ7NC9BAMWpA3y79EFGbd8xETzx8nK_fpeFo/s1600/04.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556939118518627730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfZotTyVRUkOnVOEb1GjCsHtuQ0HbfUNK0aZwfe-LhR1H88GhF32YYvkuHs0yXyFZE4CH4CaEi8xHz__u9hhiwnRS0Deyov_V7lVkFViiRZ7NC9BAMWpA3y79EFGbd8xETzx8nK_fpeFo/s400/04.JPG" border="0" /></a> I am working on this one..Brave Heart......I do have fears, but, I am overcoming them one by one...I am Truly Blessed!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbbZTq1j9Pd2LORTPAwrhsFliFjnJdP6vkq8dZ3VWwot_qtBLOnVFj3yfPiJsvslp82AmcXkBoirzu-h_ICbaZ0L31jDjgoDMhx51Y1k9NqD7AiHcYlX7pPqTXcySYNdgpAixJo5T7MzM/s1600/06.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556939112756428498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbbZTq1j9Pd2LORTPAwrhsFliFjnJdP6vkq8dZ3VWwot_qtBLOnVFj3yfPiJsvslp82AmcXkBoirzu-h_ICbaZ0L31jDjgoDMhx51Y1k9NqD7AiHcYlX7pPqTXcySYNdgpAixJo5T7MzM/s400/06.JPG" border="0" /></a> My friends have taught me that having a Listening Heart is such a gift.....I pray I do the same in return for them....I have spent hours on the phone with a few of them..and just recently, my neighbor, Sandy, and I have been chatting more and even decided we would start walking together.... she has lived across the street from me for 30 yrs...and we are just now getting to know each other...I am Truly Blessed!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSePUwFtPsryW8uFxybh-VtIwfFuyoE1qDY90U8EEkXYrj3bL2PAtg62kLee7q2gWGjSKNKphmgUdWTyPvNMNVzWKGDT9_NbOJPLWTtsxL2YiXgvL87hWM0XzMpHIbr31WztEkOUVL2L4/s1600/08.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556938887209146706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSePUwFtPsryW8uFxybh-VtIwfFuyoE1qDY90U8EEkXYrj3bL2PAtg62kLee7q2gWGjSKNKphmgUdWTyPvNMNVzWKGDT9_NbOJPLWTtsxL2YiXgvL87hWM0XzMpHIbr31WztEkOUVL2L4/s400/08.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Having my friends listen to me has helped my heart become more and more peaceful.....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh3aE3x1Bt4uvgrPN-wIMpEDKAApE4rELaud9tEgn0xxvGNSE-rbmU7wFVEgq9i2B4e7-4NKtwp-_z2HBHpI8gUbnJgrb0mYucB1oaLBRsC9Xjf966KWvG7IG0WmYq-R6vyqSX_8CWFv4/s1600/032.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556938879476293218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh3aE3x1Bt4uvgrPN-wIMpEDKAApE4rELaud9tEgn0xxvGNSE-rbmU7wFVEgq9i2B4e7-4NKtwp-_z2HBHpI8gUbnJgrb0mYucB1oaLBRsC9Xjf966KWvG7IG0WmYq-R6vyqSX_8CWFv4/s400/032.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />and hopefully, with a peaceful heart...I will get back to creating ..to me, creating my faeries and collages . wrist cuffs ...birdies and cottages....is so magical...I go off to LA-La Land...(as my kids say!!!)...but, it is very healing for me....<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXQXyf1f1xFrGzxSihwyNiBKdJOXAn-AStQ6B7PIC3m2VLxzOcpaha_aALo0FapdWn9D-VGAG0WkonojPHnLfwoQLFLh2BQ14SkEFG1U-CamFPxV6WNi2hVlPobbY4MSExxujAqHO4FLc/s1600/038.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556938882402665714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXQXyf1f1xFrGzxSihwyNiBKdJOXAn-AStQ6B7PIC3m2VLxzOcpaha_aALo0FapdWn9D-VGAG0WkonojPHnLfwoQLFLh2BQ14SkEFG1U-CamFPxV6WNi2hVlPobbY4MSExxujAqHO4FLc/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />and what I am putting out into the Universe for 2011 is to have an Authentic Heart...because to me being authentic and true to yourself is having a heart of...<br /><br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQpCPdpf3weJ5nK8dI8yo44oYU2DBUNoXaDsgsovYaCPjM58cdaRz-JZMH6WV6KqoiLxJz_q6N04hM1V4upxgK8O8pkIHu5dp_FifNOdaytIn8eQtM6xvsnmt-_hJA9FGC__LjT6l91nM/s1600/10.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556938877439672546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQpCPdpf3weJ5nK8dI8yo44oYU2DBUNoXaDsgsovYaCPjM58cdaRz-JZMH6WV6KqoiLxJz_q6N04hM1V4upxgK8O8pkIHu5dp_FifNOdaytIn8eQtM6xvsnmt-_hJA9FGC__LjT6l91nM/s400/10.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">LOVE </span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWt5Zyk5w0cCdIY_FXIrkkjwYngUTXfLEbQBcYnxQUgFy4Z0cY1oc1YfcD76wJXL53i5fioyErw0NhwigG3kKNhFoFH8aLYkuoQ9zySWC87ajCNDd3bwpdBEDqfn_IqJ9dIANhnyj5UT4/s1600/2167.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556938873222784386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWt5Zyk5w0cCdIY_FXIrkkjwYngUTXfLEbQBcYnxQUgFy4Z0cY1oc1YfcD76wJXL53i5fioyErw0NhwigG3kKNhFoFH8aLYkuoQ9zySWC87ajCNDd3bwpdBEDqfn_IqJ9dIANhnyj5UT4/s400/2167.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />So, as the last day of this year slips into a new one, I am praying for new adventures and DISCOVERY of who I AM.....and that the hole in my heart heals...</div><div></div><div>and right now, I am off to go shopping with my friend Debbie!!! I am truly blessed!!!!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">HEART HUGS,<br /><br /></span><br /><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-68032629190335607992010-12-10T11:56:00.001-08:002010-12-10T13:56:19.954-08:00One Hand - finding my heartI went to the beach with my sis thinking it would be just a fun "sister time" and re-connecting. It was that and oh so much more...I found my heart... some insight into myself.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9kAWEz3Vr88ltceovjlRbjDr4TCMg_VEWNYyMIe1x8To-xfcEzlr6CuI3DJ-KbccTU62jhGsmeLParG77KxRLk_0rmq0YLhSS1WUWYnNJSQSnYzVaHn7PonHWUb_PkBZvbKIuZApml18/s1600/16.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549145833891599330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9kAWEz3Vr88ltceovjlRbjDr4TCMg_VEWNYyMIe1x8To-xfcEzlr6CuI3DJ-KbccTU62jhGsmeLParG77KxRLk_0rmq0YLhSS1WUWYnNJSQSnYzVaHn7PonHWUb_PkBZvbKIuZApml18/s400/16.JPG" border="0" /></a> We were walking along the oceans edge when I told her that I liked to look for "heart rocks" and no sooner were the words outta my mouth she says...you mean like this? and hands me the heart rock...and our adventure began....<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5_hAkfLBm5Pn80czJLMCfVXgaWgEJobkI15Ql14WyssQhMtphQlIWeb9CGVdKfypymUTdniD24WoDxNR_KYJTJmZHWCdkm-zy1A8XHDQRlz-r0tQJQv8gii9ae-jWBhAT-PBLwcf4Z0w/s1600/07.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549145830925365538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5_hAkfLBm5Pn80czJLMCfVXgaWgEJobkI15Ql14WyssQhMtphQlIWeb9CGVdKfypymUTdniD24WoDxNR_KYJTJmZHWCdkm-zy1A8XHDQRlz-r0tQJQv8gii9ae-jWBhAT-PBLwcf4Z0w/s400/07.JPG" border="0" /></a> We clammered over slippery rocks to gt a closer look at the starfish that was clinging to the side of Haystack Rock in Cannon Beach. Usually, my Lar would lead me over rocky or difficult areas we were walking on..holding my hand or saying "step here".."there is a flat rock over there"...or reaching his strong hand out out to help me over a rough area ..such a true "gentle man"....this time, I did it on my own..found my own steps among the rocks......oh, I did pray for Lar to guide me, I must admit that, but, I made it! I only slipped once and caught myself on a barnacle covered rock.. got a tiny cut...but, I did think, on my, don't do that again!! Those shells are razor sharp!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN5ZhBWTO5MVw5U0V1acjm_Xk7jrE3CY23EHeUN-p1QVUrM0uREpuuVlLhX4ZVP1u35dY_BWRMF6GuQIq8qkzJyxoirS3T6p91oNk5NSr5Xpv6GtS63bNrp33oNI0rxpw79dYLDvVn8sw/s1600/27.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549145828119994690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN5ZhBWTO5MVw5U0V1acjm_Xk7jrE3CY23EHeUN-p1QVUrM0uREpuuVlLhX4ZVP1u35dY_BWRMF6GuQIq8qkzJyxoirS3T6p91oNk5NSr5Xpv6GtS63bNrp33oNI0rxpw79dYLDvVn8sw/s400/27.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />What if our religion was each other.....If our practice was our life......If prayer our words ...What if the temple was the Earth.......If forests were our place of worship...If ritual objects - the rivers, lakes, and ocean.......What if meditation was our relationship......If the teacher was life.......If wisdom was self-knowledge.....If love was the center of our being- Ganga White <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR7l3-Nv3M0jeOuzAb55lnF7pU7J5c-2p9cc6Oi6EYtWSkzAqWxz1UMV9LpURlEFELzhcembhO8LQj9UKLmEKhohN-e-SBieMuwslO2NxcuS1TyQdrd8Rn8Ff-0JmUROs3xnmFbe8AuBE/s1600/30.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549145815183825218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR7l3-Nv3M0jeOuzAb55lnF7pU7J5c-2p9cc6Oi6EYtWSkzAqWxz1UMV9LpURlEFELzhcembhO8LQj9UKLmEKhohN-e-SBieMuwslO2NxcuS1TyQdrd8Rn8Ff-0JmUROs3xnmFbe8AuBE/s400/30.JPG" border="0" /></a> I am doing the "Hang Loose" sign that Lar would do alot ...so I was thinking of him very strongly in this picture.....<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwBzx0WFUEnUIBXJWgssY8-qNrD9dUGbvM3q3-Lj1psF8boRskV_iC7VA86gThQ6EbI9ojwwGD9iIA6P4eJYWD8_bxjsg7UKswLry0cUt4t-jJLJRhm7dQxJ3osV-Rv3v88OnLCxqfkok/s1600/03.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549145810778170738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwBzx0WFUEnUIBXJWgssY8-qNrD9dUGbvM3q3-Lj1psF8boRskV_iC7VA86gThQ6EbI9ojwwGD9iIA6P4eJYWD8_bxjsg7UKswLry0cUt4t-jJLJRhm7dQxJ3osV-Rv3v88OnLCxqfkok/s400/03.JPG" border="0" /></a> The sky was ever so much more beautiful than I could ever capture in the above picture...I think God got out His paint brush to show me that life is a masterpiece and we put the brush strokes on our journey thru life..its up to us what colors we choose...and how we paint our lifes story... discovering more and more colors and adventures.<br /></div><div>Me....I am kinda leaning towards Amber and Teal these days...oh, throw in some Magenta,too!!! Hard to choose just one!!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">HEART HUGS,<br /></span><br /><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div></div></div></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-11160416276045281652010-11-25T08:06:00.000-08:002010-11-25T08:54:49.343-08:00Dancin in the Dark..but, headin for the Light!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJZOjVmPAD6exZKW1ka_1ftzHTMJY69Kz7e2NKXT8a-gJfxCccalNo1m5C5qF52y-CTrO7mJFfMLcO4SsNGV9RG55HLLpoJdO4qQa3DI0Nm8_Bawm0FJ3NiGleKzI9paDPWS6cVqIz5g8/s1600/image.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543519588464264498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJZOjVmPAD6exZKW1ka_1ftzHTMJY69Kz7e2NKXT8a-gJfxCccalNo1m5C5qF52y-CTrO7mJFfMLcO4SsNGV9RG55HLLpoJdO4qQa3DI0Nm8_Bawm0FJ3NiGleKzI9paDPWS6cVqIz5g8/s400/image.jpg" border="0" /></a> Yesterday would have been our 31st wedding anniversary. But, instead of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">moping</span> around here feeling sad, 2 dear friends, <a href="http://mysilpada.com/sites/joan.struchen/private/content/home.jsf">Joan</a> and <a href="http://sisterhoodofquilters.blogspot.com/">Jody</a>, suggested we go to the movies. At first I resisted...but, then I thought why not go celebrate! So, I did. Let me tell you, it was adventure for me. It is way out of my comfort zone to travel in places I am unffamiliar with...and the theater was is Sherwood....I rarely go to Sherwood! I thought I had missed my exit and was running late..and left this long rambling voice mail for Joan...(they had their seats by now) ..told them I may be too late for the show...I was gettin a bit angry at myself at this point....but, then, I see a sign for Sherwood and I got all happy again and (still on voice mail) I tell Joan that I will be there in a few minutes! I park my car and run into the theater to get my ticket and find them ( I was already 15 minutes late!)...well, the theater was pitch black!!! I could not see a thing!! So, here I am, peering into the inky darkness looking for my friends...I am all bundled up in a heavy winter coat and scarf..going up the stairs slowly with my hands outstretched in front of me..I thought I was gonna fall! I get to the top of the stairs and I think, "I am gonna have either just stand in the stairway and hope they can see me or go and call Joan again.." but, all of a sudden, I hear.."psst...psst..over hear Coleen"......I was so relieved and wanted to bust out laughing, but, I held it in and settled in to watch the movie...which was fabulous BTW...I highly recommend it!!! After the movie we walked over to Rose's for a bite to eat.....we finally had a chance to chat and giggle over what Jody claimed "Coleens Dance in the Dark"...they could see me as the stairs had lights on them ... Joan listened to my rambling voice mail and we giggled some more! Jody gifted me with a darling necklace that she created using an image of one of faeries...(I will post a picture of it in my next blog, so stay tuned.)<br /><br />After this adventure my heart felt a bit lighter and I do feel as though I was Dancing in the Dark...but, I am headin for the Light now...thanks to a little help from my friends! I think may want to take some dance lessons....look out world..here I come!<br /><br />I got this in my email from TUT: Thoughts become things... choose the good ones! ® ©<br /><br />Do you remember learning to ride your first bike, coleen? How impossible it seemed at first? And how impossible it now is to imagine it was ever hard? Life within the illusions of time and space is like that, too.<br />First you checked it out from the sidelines, then you dreamed of your own, and the next thing we knew, off came the training wheels and I dutifully, dotingly, and reluctantly let you go while galloping breathless at your side, as you let rip one wicked, "HANDS OFF!!!!!!!"<br />And so I watch, beaming with pride over your first solo trips. Impressed beyond belief with your courage and determination. Stunned by your natural talent and ambition to grow. Humbled by your willingness to risk a fall. Comforted by knowing that you're exactly where you most wanted to be. And stretching even my own vast mind, as I ponder and contemplate just how far you will go.<br />Ride on, brave heart - The Universe<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Heart Hugs, And Happy ThanksGiving,too!</span><br /><br /><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" />Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-45424831018818817972010-11-23T12:22:00.000-08:002010-11-23T12:34:02.777-08:00One ThankFul HandBRRRRR......its cold!!! My son and I were so excited to watch the snow falling last night and as we were peeking out the window, I had an idea....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbOhnGLMAk9oH-9R6IOxebTTgXVHfW-HZIfTE04oKqCcczp4RDUG_2EbPdIFyhZ1tnXyAkLoAMhVMRbVYP9-wXyqTc8UI0kNNop8wh5684BbwSPi0r1xUEmYgJxUsSTXdN__kjTCVpTP8/s1600/03.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542843538069872962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbOhnGLMAk9oH-9R6IOxebTTgXVHfW-HZIfTE04oKqCcczp4RDUG_2EbPdIFyhZ1tnXyAkLoAMhVMRbVYP9-wXyqTc8UI0kNNop8wh5684BbwSPi0r1xUEmYgJxUsSTXdN__kjTCVpTP8/s400/03.JPG" border="0" /></a> So, I pulled on my shoes and jacket and went out into the twilight night and pressed my handprint into the snow that had collected on my car.....then I had the thought to draw a heart around it and write our names,too.....notice the other thing that is there?? looks kinda like an arrow, huh? I swear to you I did not draw it!!!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJfn56CzOr23MgO6fejiAGev6F3KDuIytou8Pfv53mrSGVAXrcEY0EL52hNQaYqA_aTYGp08YeliQG0UWThlxIkQJNW6f1uFMZc8THejkXhDlwelsrt6BfDEc_kT5KLpkCd6Vkk0ym8EA/s1600/1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542843524168966690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJfn56CzOr23MgO6fejiAGev6F3KDuIytou8Pfv53mrSGVAXrcEY0EL52hNQaYqA_aTYGp08YeliQG0UWThlxIkQJNW6f1uFMZc8THejkXhDlwelsrt6BfDEc_kT5KLpkCd6Vkk0ym8EA/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Then I drew a heart on the windshield and put our intials inside..I snapped this picture today...I see another heart...can you?<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3C7thYUnRTY_ImNXsrbp1UJauZXBZ1wDu35lE-07DiAmD7-SE3gZss9GreVt-5VBXNcsXzXGnuhOgk-yVK0PLF1odetaPU3xxSK_QqIeClQmQx73JEfrL0x1Mlq8RjHiE9yz-otPn65g/s1600/05.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542843517506782514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3C7thYUnRTY_ImNXsrbp1UJauZXBZ1wDu35lE-07DiAmD7-SE3gZss9GreVt-5VBXNcsXzXGnuhOgk-yVK0PLF1odetaPU3xxSK_QqIeClQmQx73JEfrL0x1Mlq8RjHiE9yz-otPn65g/s400/05.JPG" border="0" /></a> I know LOVE and for that I am truly THANKFUL!!!</div><div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Heart Hugs,<br /></span><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-10160130083481017102010-11-19T13:17:00.000-08:002010-11-20T08:40:01.901-08:00One Hand........ConnectionsI decided to take myself on an "Inner Child Walk" today...I got this idea after listening to <a href="http://www.bonesigharts.com/audio.php">this</a>. She calls it Weekly Tea Break and the tape I listened to was "Inner Child Work" I started out taking Taj,my fat lil chihuahua, but, he pooped out on me, so i took him home and headed back out. I found myself walking towards the park where I used to take the kids when they were little. It was raining and the wind was blowing hard. I had to hold onto my umbrella with both hands! I started to feel a little like Mary Poppins! Made me smile at the thought! I heard wind chimes tinkling and some sounding like Gregorian Chimes....very soothingand healing sounds. So, I was thinking, hmmm...maybe my inner coleen was coming out to play...but, all of a sudden memories of me as a young mom and her/my kids running up ahead of me appeared in my minds eye..She/I was saying...."Stop at the crosswalk...look both ways before crossing the street....can we go now?" Ahh..life was so carefree and good.<a href="http://http//www.bonesigharts.com/audio.php"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541373696393614322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbdkYnGj98AHeFcxGH1q_WarGeo97RtodpbPEcZ1idrcjufBSeIucMcoex8HTFSiNqKjGkr7OfywJ99WN8xf84o-KsFsvLF8YM3IoaN6VbwDrguGN2kCPjVEuhGkvXf-Gmv7QtxxXFxCg/s400/12.JPG" border="0" /></a> I shifted back into the NOW...starting thinking of my Lar......and saw this cup blowing towards me..out of the corner of my eye , I saw the word KINECT......I kept walking...then, I thought......Kinect? ohhhhhh Connect!! Ofcourse!!! So, I went back and snapped a picture of it...I had to hold it down with my shoe as the wind was blowin it around!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizwQjYPRi8e-aeFEnEH3KPYu7Iy8gSaHOU6uOHIGYotJp-RYCKqS195lXWkOhreq0ojjPn1yUDKfsy35r_i4-CVW_j40SrqylSLwzkHHIHKcMpdwFHWA7vAfS1_mbRSiFqXISu0vWydiA/s1600/8.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541373692596158178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizwQjYPRi8e-aeFEnEH3KPYu7Iy8gSaHOU6uOHIGYotJp-RYCKqS195lXWkOhreq0ojjPn1yUDKfsy35r_i4-CVW_j40SrqylSLwzkHHIHKcMpdwFHWA7vAfS1_mbRSiFqXISu0vWydiA/s400/8.JPG" border="0" /></a> I started down the path leading to the park when I saw a picnic table..this is new I thought, and had the feeling I should go over it....when I saw what someone had inscribed into the table I was stunned......Terry....the lady that made the audio I listened to about the Inner Child Work is <a href="http://bonesigharts.blogspot.com/">Terri</a>....... wow!!! Connections.......they are there, all around us if you just open up to them.....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl-nIj-hQhoppKGRf8hG9uPUE5ICYlEWkyKD29lKyO7tHu9RYneZfGErB5qKZk5RztQ2Wf4o-J4mXz0n28RlVHcdeqSqKCxLhmcaRXk28Y4bYbV7Tvn7WjW6GNXj1rKmSx-8LWfdcpWJA/s1600/13.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541373631508538370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl-nIj-hQhoppKGRf8hG9uPUE5ICYlEWkyKD29lKyO7tHu9RYneZfGErB5qKZk5RztQ2Wf4o-J4mXz0n28RlVHcdeqSqKCxLhmcaRXk28Y4bYbV7Tvn7WjW6GNXj1rKmSx-8LWfdcpWJA/s400/13.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I went on down the path and the young mom again came into my memories.....how many times we had come down this path....and looking over at the hill where Lar and I took the kids sledding one snowy day....it was so much fun.....and oh, yeah, there is the tree that Doug fell out of and we had to call an ambulance....the tree is sooo big now!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJK9bmOiInzOQBRPNHD0FYnxeBNbkmUjvBWWunIMxx9_I90gndewvFuNnlht3k3tDp2onVpTjRDo7YX6XKkKIJzXvKjFVBfclndc2ey2ydlj7k6rZtMXHlj53wjrgxG2RxudgMTzirk48/s1600/18.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541373568975057954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJK9bmOiInzOQBRPNHD0FYnxeBNbkmUjvBWWunIMxx9_I90gndewvFuNnlht3k3tDp2onVpTjRDo7YX6XKkKIJzXvKjFVBfclndc2ey2ydlj7k6rZtMXHlj53wjrgxG2RxudgMTzirk48/s400/18.JPG" border="0" /></a> I walked on and happened to notice a bit of color on the path...I know it looks like an oil sheen in the picture, but, its really a tiny wisp of fabric......I thought..hmmm....a piece of a fairy dress......I think my inner child had really come out to play!!......connections.......<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKTWywSUTigyaw96Z01ZRkMrMaGaPYaNn57ZIaF9LAtSHHbDcGvgZ2XYnEK30s_6tgfhy_lQMR1qBIn9MlCltKSyPltWEUsJcglvR5UOhkCY_nmNPvTiBANeSjBhFq8HF3DqKm_KL7s_U/s1600/06.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541373558532865234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKTWywSUTigyaw96Z01ZRkMrMaGaPYaNn57ZIaF9LAtSHHbDcGvgZ2XYnEK30s_6tgfhy_lQMR1qBIn9MlCltKSyPltWEUsJcglvR5UOhkCY_nmNPvTiBANeSjBhFq8HF3DqKm_KL7s_U/s400/06.JPG" border="0" /></a> and then there is this.......double rainbow......a Promise of Connections......today and everyday...<strong>I am connecting</strong> <strong>with myself and who I am becoming</strong>......I am so thankful for all the support and connections I have made thru this blog and facebook and support groups I have attended. Family and friends and customers and collectors.....have stood by me..cheered me on and pulled me up when I am down and help me to keep movin forward. And I will.....I plan on going for many more "Inner Child Walks"......now, if I can only get Taj to go with me...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Heart Hugs,<br /></span><br /><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div></div></div></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-10283231004625334402010-11-16T20:58:00.000-08:002010-11-16T21:21:54.165-08:00One Hand...moving forwardAnyone that knows me well, knows that I take alot of hand pictures....Lar and I started this way back when...taking pictures of our hands together....it was our "thing"...so, I will continue taking pictures of my hand....its kinda strange not having his along side of mine, but, I can feel him smiling as I move forward..interesting thing about grief is that you cannot grieve, if you did not love.....and I am so blessed that I know love.....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5e8WvbOwzh3A8Qn68q36MDZfdAB3jTMCrrVanX9xvZLouHb2bqDozgf4KsMV1MYx5EQexNWOaQzYn-NVjwjiKFpe32U0D_JYGEnV8y-fkCP2lNud86EHT-Z9mlYbuxFs3UU8RkOaNzS8/s1600/61.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540379476641379570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5e8WvbOwzh3A8Qn68q36MDZfdAB3jTMCrrVanX9xvZLouHb2bqDozgf4KsMV1MYx5EQexNWOaQzYn-NVjwjiKFpe32U0D_JYGEnV8y-fkCP2lNud86EHT-Z9mlYbuxFs3UU8RkOaNzS8/s400/61.JPG" border="0" /></a> I saw this leaf and thought the drops on it looked like tears.....a journey of tears....<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMZiiAz7tAiXtPgx_x2-7JkM5epcRuU-277erfn2jSjTNzJYTBeceT1jSJP-fZiy47Q5D7gXi2taDz5as7FHvrHf9eN-2ErtAM18juWvg3YcLyzv5O6txyAy5Qt7D-uY3LvrntqEf-F_I/s1600/53.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540379017734628882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMZiiAz7tAiXtPgx_x2-7JkM5epcRuU-277erfn2jSjTNzJYTBeceT1jSJP-fZiy47Q5D7gXi2taDz5as7FHvrHf9eN-2ErtAM18juWvg3YcLyzv5O6txyAy5Qt7D-uY3LvrntqEf-F_I/s400/53.JPG" border="0" /></a> I lived in fairy tale world.....where fairies sheltered themselves from the rain under mushrooms...and danced in the moonlight......<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgPPJrj1DJJPbFcH0Ja3V0JKNXJKyx3WxRTyvN7oU0krJsM363pSQ3IcTrEzoa-VfgK2iVTkTv91fLeraTDwJVHdaZgA3ExqFxvHco-QDgGd8zWAOgC0l3i_ThpOlLqbjSou3eKutDeas/s1600/57.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540379002649286882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgPPJrj1DJJPbFcH0Ja3V0JKNXJKyx3WxRTyvN7oU0krJsM363pSQ3IcTrEzoa-VfgK2iVTkTv91fLeraTDwJVHdaZgA3ExqFxvHco-QDgGd8zWAOgC0l3i_ThpOlLqbjSou3eKutDeas/s400/57.JPG" border="0" /></a> but, now, angels are watching over me and dry my tears with their wings.....<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHCJmFdvtNlQoWW_K9TfF2jeG5Y49_2GVy3jeWWKSMXTiv-jV8m9z0GnJUY2Qe4Mx87vN1qYQ8HrcX1o6a7lq88EoDZAXkVg1KBuTKmkAIELFjmU6LGCvxAUKFXnllEeOpEuCs3LGQuFA/s1600/55.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540378986807137826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHCJmFdvtNlQoWW_K9TfF2jeG5Y49_2GVy3jeWWKSMXTiv-jV8m9z0GnJUY2Qe4Mx87vN1qYQ8HrcX1o6a7lq88EoDZAXkVg1KBuTKmkAIELFjmU6LGCvxAUKFXnllEeOpEuCs3LGQuFA/s400/55.JPG" border="0" /></a> this is my youngest sons hand..he still wears his "Live Strong" yellow band..I am so proud of him....he made "Daddy's Pizza" for his birthday..he wanted to make it himself...and it was delicious!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji2tzOdosrwLcWM9-YL4rvUTBymQ-aBTUP-5n4GVkGGhu2g7lwoSvGMDoMB6akqEJGNaFumQyRUpMOUwljggFHlG3KGleZ0evMmXY_1q9xv7Dyv9JQQVPGQ53qqISrkW-MgK8EhatHXzs/s1600/25.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540378974168814018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji2tzOdosrwLcWM9-YL4rvUTBymQ-aBTUP-5n4GVkGGhu2g7lwoSvGMDoMB6akqEJGNaFumQyRUpMOUwljggFHlG3KGleZ0evMmXY_1q9xv7Dyv9JQQVPGQ53qqISrkW-MgK8EhatHXzs/s400/25.JPG" border="0" /></a> So, we are moving forward and celebrating.......I have so much to be grateful for!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivuVuobaRQFbITfqK7cqCoDmxAaGa2pOQQSVmH5nkGYy4uK2YvhixS90anJcE-nwrXGEWqUpOfj2uAW_vBtnt03kixIOxEBoXnh3qwu2mWYYgn5PizfinGsVA0OdiGUh8RGKzEbexYPc4/s1600/27.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540378966017634402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivuVuobaRQFbITfqK7cqCoDmxAaGa2pOQQSVmH5nkGYy4uK2YvhixS90anJcE-nwrXGEWqUpOfj2uAW_vBtnt03kixIOxEBoXnh3qwu2mWYYgn5PizfinGsVA0OdiGUh8RGKzEbexYPc4/s400/27.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Heart Hugs,</span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Coleen<br /><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-66843753400770271142010-10-28T14:23:00.000-07:002010-10-28T14:38:04.747-07:00Faithful and Loyal to the endThis is Lobo...she has been with our family for around 15 years. Today, she joined my Lar...I just know that he was calling to her as she crossed over..I can just hear him saying "Hobo, Hobo, Hobo...Hows my Lobo"....She would always great us at the door wagging her tail...that is until the last few years....she had what is called "doggie dementia"... she would act like she did not know where she was or what she was doing...mostly blind, could hardly stand up...you can see it in her face...I took this picture yesterday.....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSfWjPFNX7muJgjAUVtOKrdxQB7kgIZds3mLHbz1vlHeobls9HIEdEvAtvk9_Lcnt_nZwflNF8ixyJtYXvp8S33si69W0jeRtemHFWIBQxy-aGoSISsUHBZU1Qv9eY7Pyua_iF-awkWmo/s1600/19.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533211901146971426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSfWjPFNX7muJgjAUVtOKrdxQB7kgIZds3mLHbz1vlHeobls9HIEdEvAtvk9_Lcnt_nZwflNF8ixyJtYXvp8S33si69W0jeRtemHFWIBQxy-aGoSISsUHBZU1Qv9eY7Pyua_iF-awkWmo/s400/19.JPG" border="0" /></a> She was a good and faithful doggie........we all miss her so much already.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Heart Hugs,<br /></span><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-13448481179682369772010-10-08T09:01:00.000-07:002010-10-08T09:22:53.819-07:00Angel FriendsI took these pictures in my backyard yesterday ... and I got to thinking about Angels......I know they are here guiding me and you....seen and unseen.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhTpPAt0bzDXBSlpYVvhSGFH0LwevcNRU5J5zrRvcKD6HvmVkh_kerrCFyONnk23AA5pHJo3daFl7AINkf_P6XLCWQlXQkK9MG10VZXh6Wj631Ip1JJ0lTS54wYwHzTGneJR6mSIe3ZH4/s1600/10.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525707822675366402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhTpPAt0bzDXBSlpYVvhSGFH0LwevcNRU5J5zrRvcKD6HvmVkh_kerrCFyONnk23AA5pHJo3daFl7AINkf_P6XLCWQlXQkK9MG10VZXh6Wj631Ip1JJ0lTS54wYwHzTGneJR6mSIe3ZH4/s400/10.JPG" border="0" /></a> I just had to have this lil saying when I saw it at the garden store....it speaks volumes to me<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfp9zCQ_P4mswf1QHY2ZcqgsrBK5ySUZRtXfCMHr95NfsNEtF33Mw8tWzkCNpGXacdQg5teHVIcY9gkLGv191LOdtgfLBPB39SnsWAPKESREd58dhCWhrZ3uo3Jy4vAOTLhluhyphenhyphenDIgw8Q/s1600/5.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525707817760550210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfp9zCQ_P4mswf1QHY2ZcqgsrBK5ySUZRtXfCMHr95NfsNEtF33Mw8tWzkCNpGXacdQg5teHVIcY9gkLGv191LOdtgfLBPB39SnsWAPKESREd58dhCWhrZ3uo3Jy4vAOTLhluhyphenhyphenDIgw8Q/s400/5.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />this a quote I recieved in my email this morning really touched my heart:</div><div> </div><div>True friendship is at the core of any happy life. If our family is our root system, our friends are our fellow branches. We're all striving together, supporting one another, providing shade and comfort.~ Addie Johnson<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjloa6Grd_6wNjOAgmNnUNy6qtmMW1MRSsWbGxf8RsT-rLfxDtkXCCpdc35NFXx8fqj2NAm3SvglitDKmDZlu-ltu4FXAlqRDtliTwX3b-tXoe2c2Ze0wvobBr2wQhb_-wgz6zfCceaFm0/s1600/3.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525707813928795058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjloa6Grd_6wNjOAgmNnUNy6qtmMW1MRSsWbGxf8RsT-rLfxDtkXCCpdc35NFXx8fqj2NAm3SvglitDKmDZlu-ltu4FXAlqRDtliTwX3b-tXoe2c2Ze0wvobBr2wQhb_-wgz6zfCceaFm0/s400/3.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div>I am blessed to say that my friendship branches are growing...some have been there a long while and some are just starting to sprout and grow...some broke off and some are growing back...</div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmncbgm8Kdr1vjZSZblii4nRO1w6Y-dl6aeHPe6wiJN6AJNEBSQRQjuy9cVtJAjKxtWIV_KvOYmVoOeG8wRk_KquEo-o_43i0xmV_Sye6VzHyhnabaw9dhWnJXo34Z5wuQI5OJ76eevYE/s1600/1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525707806572603618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmncbgm8Kdr1vjZSZblii4nRO1w6Y-dl6aeHPe6wiJN6AJNEBSQRQjuy9cVtJAjKxtWIV_KvOYmVoOeG8wRk_KquEo-o_43i0xmV_Sye6VzHyhnabaw9dhWnJXo34Z5wuQI5OJ76eevYE/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Thank you for hanging in there my Earth Angel Friends...<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Heart Hugs,</span><br /><div>,<img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div></div></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-50117178699105891152010-10-03T13:55:00.000-07:002010-10-03T14:21:46.524-07:00Gifts from Her HeartI met a new friend in Blogland....<a href="http://gristello.blogspot.com/">Griselda</a>. What a beautiful name! Her timing was perfect when she reached out to me...then, she sent me these wonder-filled gifts...she said they were "seeds of creativity"...a nudge to get me creating again...and believing in me. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj93TdbLYzzNnJFjQqrM4cbJ9NuqsmrfN9DXu9uWHX-q_YyEAzzpjfmqrBkJypMidnMGetiM86r3tlhneoJIrlMk5r7K_YvAs0EQmwlAlW1Ol2iA7Y8v1Bqg54F0Bu730rypw2Xu1loR8/s1600/03.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523926737965056050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj93TdbLYzzNnJFjQqrM4cbJ9NuqsmrfN9DXu9uWHX-q_YyEAzzpjfmqrBkJypMidnMGetiM86r3tlhneoJIrlMk5r7K_YvAs0EQmwlAlW1Ol2iA7Y8v1Bqg54F0Bu730rypw2Xu1loR8/s400/03.JPG" border="0" /></a> Just look at these fabulous faces she sculpts..they are beads!...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnoWZaaV2pPxRb6dtcStb7aZYiDwWIC1jaH-9BOD12KaN3OC9zSr0lHkSMm9c2m7g_6x9NEcf_cul0Fa2mxqh4qUbqA_QWDPn3VEIsrrR4_mgLPTlj_SLVxe0fp9JJ1mDW1PSTXz-_x2o/s1600/06.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523926585537454162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnoWZaaV2pPxRb6dtcStb7aZYiDwWIC1jaH-9BOD12KaN3OC9zSr0lHkSMm9c2m7g_6x9NEcf_cul0Fa2mxqh4qUbqA_QWDPn3VEIsrrR4_mgLPTlj_SLVxe0fp9JJ1mDW1PSTXz-_x2o/s400/06.JPG" border="0" /></a> and all this gorgeous fabric....love the colors!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjImM8CIL1kID_wsY55iwNqzJQxsI-f3AN6jOFg8ECA_7Wmf3QDLhD9ltOkomUEbXQcUrjYTBYYQgLjBakJ548NAeFvGjCQmu3Ezb1QqIHiZvUsakYtITfwgsIMPVT2CwbP5D2zLlHMEgg/s1600/09.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523926583753893234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjImM8CIL1kID_wsY55iwNqzJQxsI-f3AN6jOFg8ECA_7Wmf3QDLhD9ltOkomUEbXQcUrjYTBYYQgLjBakJ548NAeFvGjCQmu3Ezb1QqIHiZvUsakYtITfwgsIMPVT2CwbP5D2zLlHMEgg/s400/09.JPG" border="0" /></a> wings.......ofcourse......she knew exactly what I needed...wings to lift my spirit<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI6BY06G5QI7onjW3Af-XGlkMmLtvtwhj5Zsf3U7QZX5iCcPYtdQfmHYU2o6eNyPxGPpkOHv1VMiPGspPd_p0LDvMYl1EJciUDD8GRywpyxdOEQ2RrmoAU132G7yuEV3UeWfumEyB7668/s1600/17.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523926574350367106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI6BY06G5QI7onjW3Af-XGlkMmLtvtwhj5Zsf3U7QZX5iCcPYtdQfmHYU2o6eNyPxGPpkOHv1VMiPGspPd_p0LDvMYl1EJciUDD8GRywpyxdOEQ2RrmoAU132G7yuEV3UeWfumEyB7668/s400/17.JPG" border="0" /></a> and these wee dolly dress are so dear......they may get altered,tho!!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEFZbUENtFbTIsB7n39dQLbDCmI_tbheC0Zv5RT6GQmEP-5Rm2XzdqS_xCIEfH2ZoQIU_0_qXCb5C4Ywrur8Z7daHJ6RhnzboYrdPgsmiIty2vtUTwcK3E8A18PRu0nKsBfwNZX0ov1n0/s1600/14.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523926570464801682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEFZbUENtFbTIsB7n39dQLbDCmI_tbheC0Zv5RT6GQmEP-5Rm2XzdqS_xCIEfH2ZoQIU_0_qXCb5C4Ywrur8Z7daHJ6RhnzboYrdPgsmiIty2vtUTwcK3E8A18PRu0nKsBfwNZX0ov1n0/s400/14.JPG" border="0" /></a> here is her card..blogger flipped it sideways..I tried to turn it... anyway, I hope you visit her <a href="http://gristello.blogspot.com/">blog </a>and web site !<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSaPE6-pBWDsPM64fnCyn-yrvwZif2Ri5uLfEsZASVMXSnrdd8OqloouAHShDn-oFKwax7jdSxprMzWQyRNIimNoHAba72_Ef7tI7GPdo6p7-WJxoCPll0UQiEpvIwOKKsmqGZABAWcsQ/s1600/11.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523926566825324642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSaPE6-pBWDsPM64fnCyn-yrvwZif2Ri5uLfEsZASVMXSnrdd8OqloouAHShDn-oFKwax7jdSxprMzWQyRNIimNoHAba72_Ef7tI7GPdo6p7-WJxoCPll0UQiEpvIwOKKsmqGZABAWcsQ/s400/11.JPG" border="0" /></a> and last, but not least..this is one of the most beautiful Spirit Dolls I have laid my eyes on..my pictures do not do it justice..she made this with such love ...you can feel it...I will cherish this and your kindness forever Dear One!</div><br /><div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">HeartHugs,</span><br /><br /><br /><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div></div></div></div></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-12664756218226525822010-09-27T15:14:00.001-07:002010-09-27T15:35:05.489-07:00Who do you know that has a Faithful Heart?My heart has been <strong>Faithfully</strong> waiting for me to get back to creating...My Lar said this is part of "who <strong>I AM</strong>"...and creating these wrist cuffs have truly been a very healing time for me as well...thinking about the heart message that will go inside every cuff encourages me to realize how very fortunate I am to really know how it felt and still feels to have been so loved for over 30 yrs.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFJvVLb_8naxsGZPZN-_AnT5ZdEe5QNvH92GF4xOOsfwBpybKlxmsfGFLfF4nd81un0Wyvt8O-lLb2wimA2MsN9YwDSXsms2wZSiJJDfsHs1-XNQ9Wngmgd2xtbfV6xvY5r7F538NbDVA/s1600/33.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521721208090652338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFJvVLb_8naxsGZPZN-_AnT5ZdEe5QNvH92GF4xOOsfwBpybKlxmsfGFLfF4nd81un0Wyvt8O-lLb2wimA2MsN9YwDSXsms2wZSiJJDfsHs1-XNQ9Wngmgd2xtbfV6xvY5r7F538NbDVA/s400/33.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoLTSQXYs3IrcYMAyXtiazz58qzTvph1vNtB5_5gr0j8Pc98lJfsPM8AU_Bn8kf1pI9DvFf12jOMgZ0WTQ9Lj5jQf-MRbhEGSeXiiCvJyxrjFhYKxtIf-RMCHQVXVnoB_taSVWWdn7xJg/s1600/32.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521721206154795170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoLTSQXYs3IrcYMAyXtiazz58qzTvph1vNtB5_5gr0j8Pc98lJfsPM8AU_Bn8kf1pI9DvFf12jOMgZ0WTQ9Lj5jQf-MRbhEGSeXiiCvJyxrjFhYKxtIf-RMCHQVXVnoB_taSVWWdn7xJg/s400/32.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS2nyndepfcXRvWoRT8ugjGp-tngb5yUQXfAUrieIsV0t46n61r_uHEYCMRv7OWnpNzKywZicc0beuRrCuj_cOMv49CRoSnB2eJkqync44uNcgF_q5Fb2xCFvLpgKiZn2K0f1VoekE-uo/s1600/35.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521721200312979922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS2nyndepfcXRvWoRT8ugjGp-tngb5yUQXfAUrieIsV0t46n61r_uHEYCMRv7OWnpNzKywZicc0beuRrCuj_cOMv49CRoSnB2eJkqync44uNcgF_q5Fb2xCFvLpgKiZn2K0f1VoekE-uo/s400/35.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMTxsRbuW55JCawnzb59QF8AknZX20th9rpxWkU_2Q2R9btvGPDHUu-Q-_3IInJHFQrBWXNbDdi9zgvP5BXBU0zObddejTsbruZAwXVP78umFiygWRIJMNc3cUIM6NWISmCRunbyAZtIA/s1600/38.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521721199211641058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMTxsRbuW55JCawnzb59QF8AknZX20th9rpxWkU_2Q2R9btvGPDHUu-Q-_3IInJHFQrBWXNbDdi9zgvP5BXBU0zObddejTsbruZAwXVP78umFiygWRIJMNc3cUIM6NWISmCRunbyAZtIA/s400/38.JPG" border="0" /></a> these delightful one of a kind cuffs have a secret message for you or a loved one on the inside ..the message on this one is "Faithful Heart"....HandMade wearable art inspired by Romance, Victorian , and even a little SteamPunk!! It begins with a srumptious velvet base and adorned with old lace, vintage rhinestones, buttons and trims...Will arrive snuggled inside its own little treasure box, hand painted by me. This one and more can be found in my <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/weefae">Etsy Shop</a>. </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">HEART HUGS,<br /></span><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-35024751668310685672010-08-27T23:18:00.000-07:002010-08-28T17:31:00.806-07:00A Gift from my Loveso, guess where I am?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWbaIVxIweSnt9AvfsuHX4c1yuUbBKII8svrO0K5F1YWKMwFkH4tFo-tu2ZbK9a04nWNGIrIS9O9D-C1ZQ_GG-1hnFRHKpLf1ef5nktejnSPdX4ZLBOER04GUsk3tV02-MH48XiS_yIm8/s1600/02.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510342188243869922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWbaIVxIweSnt9AvfsuHX4c1yuUbBKII8svrO0K5F1YWKMwFkH4tFo-tu2ZbK9a04nWNGIrIS9O9D-C1ZQ_GG-1hnFRHKpLf1ef5nktejnSPdX4ZLBOER04GUsk3tV02-MH48XiS_yIm8/s400/02.JPG" border="0" /></a> I am with my very dear friend Debbie.(notice the orbs??) ..we are at...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh13OIMi79zN5t_fdxHJX2pPU866w8J3ma52vR-beMIuZjhmbfTKHKHZZ8wLMIWo1FR4CfDBcIPbUA5mJ6p9O13dMsyShAJTkO-_oJjoUFcYDQ7Q1D0WhnQYJ7UIn4mpTpluxbXhytlc2E/s1600/11.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510342064759873074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh13OIMi79zN5t_fdxHJX2pPU866w8J3ma52vR-beMIuZjhmbfTKHKHZZ8wLMIWo1FR4CfDBcIPbUA5mJ6p9O13dMsyShAJTkO-_oJjoUFcYDQ7Q1D0WhnQYJ7UIn4mpTpluxbXhytlc2E/s400/11.JPG" border="0" /></a> the Doobie Brothers Concert!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQhfo8ZPxSiKqSF9aOBtS9AxnT6q5ox2YCdd70k33h_JrdShx7TJ9OwI1P5R_2Mp6NY9BlHIZ9pNH8Bnt3tUsi5X7ljgI_Mvo65W3a78b0t9-GKWsaCytLOUH56vWPkDLbz7nDPaNFJJs/s1600/15.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510342056789370658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQhfo8ZPxSiKqSF9aOBtS9AxnT6q5ox2YCdd70k33h_JrdShx7TJ9OwI1P5R_2Mp6NY9BlHIZ9pNH8Bnt3tUsi5X7ljgI_Mvo65W3a78b0t9-GKWsaCytLOUH56vWPkDLbz7nDPaNFJJs/s400/15.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Lar had bought the tickets for us in April...he really wanted to go,but, it wasn't to be.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuYHe4ug4QKVSTkJQUfEbtzXOCaAVAVU9KvbCqDr7Hxo1XlIcCr-Uq5oVZazLTMobAjCue0biosLNNd7HsW7SXjifCboZXJhmRV0dAvUflcn-04jT0FavwymZFbHOUUdOtC68-m9QIjhA/s1600/37.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510342052254168898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuYHe4ug4QKVSTkJQUfEbtzXOCaAVAVU9KvbCqDr7Hxo1XlIcCr-Uq5oVZazLTMobAjCue0biosLNNd7HsW7SXjifCboZXJhmRV0dAvUflcn-04jT0FavwymZFbHOUUdOtC68-m9QIjhA/s400/37.JPG" border="0" /></a> So, I asked Debbie to go and we had a grand time..the guy sitting next to her had too much to drink and smoke, so we giggled a bit about that! The sax player was awesome!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510342042703009666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyibzKbm_6mSF7IvQHJhDs4JLIp1KNMTkJ0zYAJaEXR6M5GXVXK0yiH1z_4eDmCd-bklUbTVXopPvC81AXbIbVI_g0voqbfB53pNj6L0qSohhdFI5nPRyBjvUF6iNDeKfD1-Wqzw0z1qk/s400/26.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>this dude reminded us of Willy Nelsons brother......he was good,too!</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510342040299043714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 411px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 477px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5foE90LAn6XXeu6wXHZ5I2j4fpAv4QMKteKZaPGMnQCGKWLTRLzUEl8DqunwK27R0KW4zBtRNIajzVNvrwyorpy9StLlRUZFNMk5Cun9haI0-mVZIi83fp2Q62C5Z3JtL29SJev-bOQc/s400/24.JPG" border="0" /></div><div></div><div>I was really torn about going, but, thought it was a gift from my Lar and i feel he would have wanted me to go...i swear i could see him there laughing and clapping his hands and havin a great time! I am glad i went and that Debbie was there for me too...she really is a good friend and has helped me thru so much these past few months. I am so blessed!</div><div></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>Heart Hugs,</strong></span></div><div></div><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Heart Hugs,</div></div></div></div></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-16312627881687001162010-08-27T12:34:00.000-07:002010-08-27T12:40:18.237-07:00Symbols of LoveSo, I was taking pictures of the pergola that my Lar designed and built and on the first picture I was amazed to see...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip8qry_AQ_QhZOcqwvxn7zsIQiCzwgi7BJZyDYnEIteTaZIjHaZGoWcxPtbqJxAPkOrLpa4sewOBIg6jed6v5WSytjVxZnMFn2qxbEQi9mxqXqGAU-wFbBej9taXankf8v0sMmYX-iKKY/s1600/10.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510175538831305442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip8qry_AQ_QhZOcqwvxn7zsIQiCzwgi7BJZyDYnEIteTaZIjHaZGoWcxPtbqJxAPkOrLpa4sewOBIg6jed6v5WSytjVxZnMFn2qxbEQi9mxqXqGAU-wFbBej9taXankf8v0sMmYX-iKKY/s400/10.JPG" border="0" /></a> the orbs.....this is the only picture they appeared on. I feel the Love.<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Heart Hugs,<br /></span></strong><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-36128231751408089192010-08-09T09:46:00.000-07:002010-08-09T18:29:03.867-07:00Redefining Who I Am.....So many changes in my life these past few months...adjustments...not only in my physical home...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcEAktiK4s0CS5q3vJLUZPxi8X3wHtsff-MPd-o5q6MphnE74M8uiN0yZQHlhvFHz4RE-O06OWLEhoPyysW2kzRB8yrXFKShUJ0kdEtxdJZJuTjbTW4Qwb3pVpqHKGGyK3Ms79Eo6Q_uY/s1600/44.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503453911049825826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcEAktiK4s0CS5q3vJLUZPxi8X3wHtsff-MPd-o5q6MphnE74M8uiN0yZQHlhvFHz4RE-O06OWLEhoPyysW2kzRB8yrXFKShUJ0kdEtxdJZJuTjbTW4Qwb3pVpqHKGGyK3Ms79Eo6Q_uY/s400/44.JPG" border="0" /></a> but, the "home" inside me...my soul..I am getting to know the "new" me little by little...sometimes I freak myself out..sometimes I am overwhelmed..sometimes I am scared...sometimes I am brave...sometimes I smile....and cry tears of joy, like when my friends daughter gave my this wonderfil gift...<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">hands </span></strong> (if you have read my blog) are a very important symbol in my life...I will cherish this little stone forever...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBSxOAyf9AqljjB79saG0SAvAlrD6jobdbTrZruOHlIE-EY-7DuIiU1ZN9ZVCwOguvcdmqhj3AFhIo1ZhI7ZNPGBZn6RdGqPGd6BvV4umJxUaXghhURfPA5y93YaDEG5Zq577YmS2NoMA/s1600/20.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503453901356640354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBSxOAyf9AqljjB79saG0SAvAlrD6jobdbTrZruOHlIE-EY-7DuIiU1ZN9ZVCwOguvcdmqhj3AFhIo1ZhI7ZNPGBZn6RdGqPGd6BvV4umJxUaXghhURfPA5y93YaDEG5Zq577YmS2NoMA/s400/20.JPG" border="0" /></a> So, speaking of hands...this is what my hands have been doing lately...creating wrist cuffs...this one is on its way to its new home across the land....<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2qNzOww9cfoI3NfNo_GqF4xMMfasfHqYI4D2QwNd6mpG32NbF6lplHuiApDnpKk4kVSwdFApgwBM6lx0_j73uwDSONDsdUx5xogIC__laG2u5Zf8k7Y5NJrbe4F4DcbLpEHmSrLx5B9U/s1600/16.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503453634067972258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2qNzOww9cfoI3NfNo_GqF4xMMfasfHqYI4D2QwNd6mpG32NbF6lplHuiApDnpKk4kVSwdFApgwBM6lx0_j73uwDSONDsdUx5xogIC__laG2u5Zf8k7Y5NJrbe4F4DcbLpEHmSrLx5B9U/s400/16.JPG" border="0" /></a>and a posy pin to go with the cuff.....I dyed the laces and trims...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWvutelrwsJ9tjtMEFB45DVwsHa3gfokaakCTtX0bVBDCtHBp0OjRSfI6v29RvPWE5Mfpbkp9y5Kg7t4FgvZncUuw1sTvuJ8ThvkF9adwI0Khm5G3svhR_t0KmjWShxacvfViFy1WW0zU/s1600/94.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503453502742516850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWvutelrwsJ9tjtMEFB45DVwsHa3gfokaakCTtX0bVBDCtHBp0OjRSfI6v29RvPWE5Mfpbkp9y5Kg7t4FgvZncUuw1sTvuJ8ThvkF9adwI0Khm5G3svhR_t0KmjWShxacvfViFy1WW0zU/s400/94.JPG" border="0" /></a> I created this one for my SIL ( who helped me more than she could ever possibly know)...</div><div>As I created it, an idea was being born ....on the inside of the cuff I wrote.."Soul Sister"and I used an old earring and buttons that I received from our MIL...Larry's Mom<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3uEDBXfPVGNKFFXya6BE2BeO5DjnYrhFtjrv3E9X81Q75tZff5IU2B3pSOSoXyRaTt3DRN5Q05mOCVpGOM_2LN9w5jDz1xDWqpAG_Rjb-y2lu3c6i5nj-pVzdfj0OhuPhU94NghC_JSw/s1600/143.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503453178710608978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3uEDBXfPVGNKFFXya6BE2BeO5DjnYrhFtjrv3E9X81Q75tZff5IU2B3pSOSoXyRaTt3DRN5Q05mOCVpGOM_2LN9w5jDz1xDWqpAG_Rjb-y2lu3c6i5nj-pVzdfj0OhuPhU94NghC_JSw/s400/143.JPG" border="0" /></a> I felt like "Wonder Woman" when I put this cuff on...see the wee wings?..Pow..Zam..Zoom!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwH5K_Fe_tivtAzXwdTA_DF96y4xaiSGHmJLqkErPjRTztXdvsmd-_PFsTG6YOtQfhqx41sGfTJYxQzVLijKt1j1Z85oJMqlk6rD2WJAbWOB7ajVKyZq_n3SaTwcfQGBjRfJd4p6ELDtw/s1600/139.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503453173872796066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwH5K_Fe_tivtAzXwdTA_DF96y4xaiSGHmJLqkErPjRTztXdvsmd-_PFsTG6YOtQfhqx41sGfTJYxQzVLijKt1j1Z85oJMqlk6rD2WJAbWOB7ajVKyZq_n3SaTwcfQGBjRfJd4p6ELDtw/s400/139.JPG" border="0" /></a> So, this is what my hand, well, my wrist really!...wears now..I mentioned an idea was being born....<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5d4X-jANm1v-BOyvB8yTc0vhkoxyuSmC0j8IAt9yTkn_lNLLO87F7IBCufbuqQK44nc8dehj8Zjhp9vV6R3vdl_9Qiov-M-GUDwNyY3vhroZUxGplzYdWFlfuFQT-LGju0YMxG7A6AYE/s1600/35.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503452749508073490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5d4X-jANm1v-BOyvB8yTc0vhkoxyuSmC0j8IAt9yTkn_lNLLO87F7IBCufbuqQK44nc8dehj8Zjhp9vV6R3vdl_9Qiov-M-GUDwNyY3vhroZUxGplzYdWFlfuFQT-LGju0YMxG7A6AYE/s400/35.JPG" border="0" /></a> Its a "Memory Cuff".....I created this using a cuff from Larry's shirt....kinda looks like a crown in this picture!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzs95IwKGFWryu5QOWllztzqc2e0_XfCnOfhI-CuFV8KNONFJBS7ML6mPt6rGYFqao1He3_H0LgaKKPba__qWHso3QZn_ROYORxdl5xf6NB9wkULGxFQY3QLxIi9sEw3SHGlKp4nCc84Q/s1600/40.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503452732971516402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzs95IwKGFWryu5QOWllztzqc2e0_XfCnOfhI-CuFV8KNONFJBS7ML6mPt6rGYFqao1He3_H0LgaKKPba__qWHso3QZn_ROYORxdl5xf6NB9wkULGxFQY3QLxIi9sEw3SHGlKp4nCc84Q/s400/40.JPG" border="0" /></a> I handdyed the laces and dedicated to him on the front<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZxXIjQ7ZumVsB30P9NkZGty1sDyXsc12NxaKZHnYq7aDcW15hurncpkHXX5_mpjxuGt83Y7BLRMkXhrfyhCPOTbrC88K29Uprj-Zir4K4e7Zn-g4HU4mUHsdTOhgQ6KBIBUPDkWP87xc/s1600/28.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503452731006630098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZxXIjQ7ZumVsB30P9NkZGty1sDyXsc12NxaKZHnYq7aDcW15hurncpkHXX5_mpjxuGt83Y7BLRMkXhrfyhCPOTbrC88K29Uprj-Zir4K4e7Zn-g4HU4mUHsdTOhgQ6KBIBUPDkWP87xc/s400/28.JPG" border="0" /></a> on the back I journaled some thoughts and put a secret message to Larry under his name<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfFb0O8Za-bphv0LlzZ4_WcrauRHzd3o2wumF88OgScYPmaF1zPQ6-Em8otCjTjg5OHfzhpj22_c72LsX9iNB01fn99LxBJymjLHNF3LcJatzNH1zU6N9hZQ88b-2A50fgpXO5uAzcyjE/s1600/31.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503452725264151698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfFb0O8Za-bphv0LlzZ4_WcrauRHzd3o2wumF88OgScYPmaF1zPQ6-Em8otCjTjg5OHfzhpj22_c72LsX9iNB01fn99LxBJymjLHNF3LcJatzNH1zU6N9hZQ88b-2A50fgpXO5uAzcyjE/s400/31.JPG" border="0" /></a> So, this is a piece of the new me that is emerging....I wonder what will be revealed to me next...hmmmmm</div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Heart Hugs,</span><br /></strong><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-1464941401023694502010-07-15T08:34:00.000-07:002010-07-15T08:46:42.554-07:00Zentangle PromiseHave you heard of Zentangle???........I think its been around for awhile, but, I have not been "tuned in" ....well, I am slowly coming back to creating...and discovered the world of Zentangle! It is like taking doodling to another level....and it is very "Zen-like" as I felt like I went into a meditative state as I created it...I think this will be on the cover of my journal. Another "new" art form for me...I have journaled in bits and pieces, but, never as an art form....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw8quSgzjE-fwMK7v0PbRcN-DnYcv_XFdaN40O_xYiu0F-frnbGR7LEPpgR_UZxM2MLo-CrGV6su1GlEAP0MtAKIwLx5XfiddBA3MhPLn9BZovMztECDo5sF4a6pjjwszghWfAryo5gXM/s1600/39.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494157014720200882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw8quSgzjE-fwMK7v0PbRcN-DnYcv_XFdaN40O_xYiu0F-frnbGR7LEPpgR_UZxM2MLo-CrGV6su1GlEAP0MtAKIwLx5XfiddBA3MhPLn9BZovMztECDo5sF4a6pjjwszghWfAryo5gXM/s400/39.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is my very first one.....I created it with My Lar in mind... and heart...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaQ8NQW_3U3yn_4Kj20QDzWKmMxASeyTsQhHm_9iXnssU09-1HZJY1V1b4CexrX8VlGGN73QWGq9oGVpdMquzHJ7NykvUQESu_xO4CLmR74ZkFcfYjQgUHHv4B0tr52aXHP2vvRC7i-8w/s1600/42.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494157012302956194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaQ8NQW_3U3yn_4Kj20QDzWKmMxASeyTsQhHm_9iXnssU09-1HZJY1V1b4CexrX8VlGGN73QWGq9oGVpdMquzHJ7NykvUQESu_xO4CLmR74ZkFcfYjQgUHHv4B0tr52aXHP2vvRC7i-8w/s400/42.JPG" border="0" /></a> "Forever Together........I Promise"</div><div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Heart Hugs,</span></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-52245365232468938762010-07-09T08:09:00.000-07:002010-07-09T08:15:18.275-07:00A New Beginning<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5CBk4UZ4JMuTbFjEgP_SLIom_fsHQ13pbpVTCZQ1qWYZbAzzxFqlt_wpLnASrlASwMOmtTsgKDzejQUJn5deHQ9FGTnjeKjrrVgcA3IS8-0H-RphCQZ6bQPHYRFrIS_MqhGSYNxX-KJ8/s1600/2332.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491924234907297410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5CBk4UZ4JMuTbFjEgP_SLIom_fsHQ13pbpVTCZQ1qWYZbAzzxFqlt_wpLnASrlASwMOmtTsgKDzejQUJn5deHQ9FGTnjeKjrrVgcA3IS8-0H-RphCQZ6bQPHYRFrIS_MqhGSYNxX-KJ8/s400/2332.JPG" border="0" /></a> One.Two.Three.Four.Five.Six.Seven.Eight..... <br />Seconds<br />MinutesHours<br />Days<br />Weeks<br />Months<br />Years......<br />Standing still, traveling fast...<br />Always with us...<br />Remember me when I am gone away,Gone far away into the silent land;When you can no more hold me by the hand,Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.Remember me when no more day by dayYou tell me of our future that you plann'd:Only remember me; you understandIt will be late to counsel then or pray.Yet if you should forget me for a whileAnd afterwards remember, do not grieve:For if the darkness and corruption leaveA vestige of the thoughts that once I had,Better by far you should forget and smileThan that you should remember and be sad. Christina Rossetti<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1xPApfA6R8a1L_1Yng40x2nBm3lIqoA_fZRI_mxrxCdaE9Y59Gpasv8VMSJLjtuFN78M9Q9nB43Xb31p2qq0jtPlzR0v-XYIMwgNld9EgyBCqrf9rbyA62_tDM0-a4EhcXILQ47YBDoE/s1600/2205.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491924224869081746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1xPApfA6R8a1L_1Yng40x2nBm3lIqoA_fZRI_mxrxCdaE9Y59Gpasv8VMSJLjtuFN78M9Q9nB43Xb31p2qq0jtPlzR0v-XYIMwgNld9EgyBCqrf9rbyA62_tDM0-a4EhcXILQ47YBDoE/s400/2205.jpg" border="0" /></a>It has been one month. Our love still "Rocks"!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXAfNa9iYSzEW_IkiNtp3BDvLfhHNKqw2rtW_Oz-GLd6FvwnfHPw-dHZISLw8YfWzO9JuR07FNge0SOS6r7Dw8nTwUPQQU-8yzF7Bapa9gS3TIF_SkoYvSwgMOA8w7aOFbF9opABbUUss/s1600/2167.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491924215810329826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXAfNa9iYSzEW_IkiNtp3BDvLfhHNKqw2rtW_Oz-GLd6FvwnfHPw-dHZISLw8YfWzO9JuR07FNge0SOS6r7Dw8nTwUPQQU-8yzF7Bapa9gS3TIF_SkoYvSwgMOA8w7aOFbF9opABbUUss/s400/2167.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Heart Hugs,<img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" /></div></div></div>Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426669458344690492.post-25248003155007671262010-05-28T07:25:00.001-07:002010-05-28T13:09:24.096-07:00My Art Story<a href="http://www.crescendoh.com/" target="_blank"><img height="79" alt="Featured on CRESCENDOh.com" src="http://www.crescendoh.com/images/FeaturedonButton.jpg" width="130" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I was honored to be asked to share my art story <a href="http://blog.crescendoh.com/readers_share/2010/05/change-is-the-only-constant-by-coleen-sohn.html">here</a>.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Heart Hugs,</span><br /><img src="http://i641.photobucket.com/albums/uu138/customfairy/1asig2.png" />Coleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04901420499157807664noreply@blogger.com5