especially with these songs.
now Smile on
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Just a Thought
That's all lots of things start out as. Circumstances in life fly to us and descend upon us even when we don't really notice. All my life, thoughts have been powerful things.
When I was younger I watched "The Secret" and yes, I believed it and knew that it did work but I never really noticed how MUCH it does work. Sometimes simple thoughts turn into reality.
When we think a thought, it isn't just a connection in our brainal fluids(sounds gross I know), it seems to be almost like a messenger bird. After we think it, it flies away and searches for something related to it and then brings that back.
This year, these "birds" I have really begun to notice, and they have brought back wonderful things that have made me truly grateful. As I began to notice, it seems like these birds got to be more and more powerful and come in greater abundance.
Running into someone that I haven't seen and just was randomly thinking about, having an object that I thought about for an entire millisecond suddenly show up a few days or even months later, or thinking of something that would be fun to do and then having that circumstance present itself in front of me a couple days later are just a couple examples of what an impact thoughts can have on our lives.
Really, most of these were just millisecond thoughts. They weren't dwelled upon, or even formed in complete words in my mind.
"The outer world of circumstance shapes itself to the inner world of thought, and both pleasant and unpleasant external conditions are factors which make for the ultimate good of the individual. As the reaper of his own harvest, man learns both by suffering and bliss." - james allen
Thought control is the most difficult part of being human, but I didn't think that I would have to block out every thought that even mentions anything about negativity.
My life had been so good that a millisecond thought creeped in that was to the effect of "my life is so good I haven't had a bad day in a really long time" BANG. The following day, was.... you guessed it, a bad day, which turned into two bad days in one week.
Then life turned good once again.
Lately I had seen people post things about failure
And I thought "I've never failed before" and wondered if such quotes are really true.
When I was younger I watched "The Secret" and yes, I believed it and knew that it did work but I never really noticed how MUCH it does work. Sometimes simple thoughts turn into reality.
When we think a thought, it isn't just a connection in our brainal fluids(sounds gross I know), it seems to be almost like a messenger bird. After we think it, it flies away and searches for something related to it and then brings that back.
This year, these "birds" I have really begun to notice, and they have brought back wonderful things that have made me truly grateful. As I began to notice, it seems like these birds got to be more and more powerful and come in greater abundance.
Running into someone that I haven't seen and just was randomly thinking about, having an object that I thought about for an entire millisecond suddenly show up a few days or even months later, or thinking of something that would be fun to do and then having that circumstance present itself in front of me a couple days later are just a couple examples of what an impact thoughts can have on our lives.
Really, most of these were just millisecond thoughts. They weren't dwelled upon, or even formed in complete words in my mind.
"The outer world of circumstance shapes itself to the inner world of thought, and both pleasant and unpleasant external conditions are factors which make for the ultimate good of the individual. As the reaper of his own harvest, man learns both by suffering and bliss." - james allen
Thought control is the most difficult part of being human, but I didn't think that I would have to block out every thought that even mentions anything about negativity.
My life had been so good that a millisecond thought creeped in that was to the effect of "my life is so good I haven't had a bad day in a really long time" BANG. The following day, was.... you guessed it, a bad day, which turned into two bad days in one week.
Then life turned good once again.
Lately I had seen people post things about failure
"Failures are fingerposts on the road to success" - C.S lewis
"We seem to gain wisdom more readily through our failures than through our successes. We always think of our failures as the antithesis of success, but it isn't. Success always lies on the other side of failure."
- leo f. buscaglia
"Failure is Nature's plan to prepare you for great responsibilities."- napolean hill
"Good people are good because they've come to wisdom through failure. We get very little wisdom from success you know." -william saroyan
"We seem to gain wisdom more readily through our failures than through our successes. We always think of our failures as the antithesis of success, but it isn't. Success always lies on the other side of failure."
- leo f. buscaglia
"Failure is Nature's plan to prepare you for great responsibilities."- napolean hill
"Good people are good because they've come to wisdom through failure. We get very little wisdom from success you know." -william saroyan
And I thought "I've never failed before" and wondered if such quotes are really true.
Well, you probably can end the story just as well as I can.
I just hope they are.
P.S "In the wise words of Justin Beiber, "never say never "" - Katherin Nelson
Photos from google images and here http://raspberrytart.tumblr.com
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Presidante Day
It took a lot of debation (word? It is now) to decide to go home. As much as I adore my family for some reason I felt like I would be missing out on something no matter what I decided. My weekend was .... interesting.
I found out that I'm so glad to be out of highschool. Yeah I know everyone says that, I honestly didn't have a bad experience, but it wasn't my favorite time of my life (middle school and elementary school were that part, which I know, middle school was the one everyone else hated).
The problem with high school brains is that sometimes they think some odd things like playing cat and mouse with the cops is entertaining? What is this? Because it's not really.
Wasting gas by riding down main street with your music blaring? Dumb, go do something fun.
Scraping the snow off the ice skating rink so that you can slide around? That's more like it. Even though there were complaints that people were ruining the rink (What! A couple girls in dress coats are going to be ruining something artful?) If they had only known what we were really doing with that toate lid, shovel, broom and ice scraper, they would have laughed out loud.
Don't get me wrong, I do love my little high schoolers, and I love spending time with them. It was so great to catch up after not talking at all for five months.
Going on a lovely, but cold, Sunday stroll
Trying to take a picture on the rink
I found out that I'm so glad to be out of highschool. Yeah I know everyone says that, I honestly didn't have a bad experience, but it wasn't my favorite time of my life (middle school and elementary school were that part, which I know, middle school was the one everyone else hated).
The problem with high school brains is that sometimes they think some odd things like playing cat and mouse with the cops is entertaining? What is this? Because it's not really.
Wasting gas by riding down main street with your music blaring? Dumb, go do something fun.
Scraping the snow off the ice skating rink so that you can slide around? That's more like it. Even though there were complaints that people were ruining the rink (What! A couple girls in dress coats are going to be ruining something artful?) If they had only known what we were really doing with that toate lid, shovel, broom and ice scraper, they would have laughed out loud.
Don't get me wrong, I do love my little high schoolers, and I love spending time with them. It was so great to catch up after not talking at all for five months.
Going on a lovely, but cold, Sunday stroll
Trying to take a picture on the rinkSaturday, February 5, 2011
Time to Listen
Definitely so true. Sure there are hardships and trials, decision and deceptions, but really altogether they make you stronger to the point where you can't help but to "luv lyf"Although the picture is one that I put together, we really did see this license plate as we walked out of the Logan tabernacle and it was so fitting after the wonderful experince. There was a tribute to women thing going on where the actress of Emma in the Emma Smith movie (Katherine Nelson who is also my favorite LDS singer) spoke a little about her experiences with the movie and in life in general.
One thing that stuck out to me and something that wasn't really a main topic of her talk but rather a part of setting it up was how important it is to listen to the promptings of the Spirit. Quite frankly even though some were a little odd, such as a random thought that she was going to marry a husband who couldn't spell, each was important. I love that she heeded every one of them. Having the thought that one day she was going to have an album, or compose the music of a soundtrack, and that she was going to act in the next Legacy film.
And she was successful with each of them. It makes me wonder how many "hints" I get that maybe I don't heed.
After all this I'm thinking I need to make meditation a must. I have lots of time by myself(where I should be doing homework), but I feel like I am wasting it. What a better way to prepare ones self for homework, or anything really, than by opening up my heart and mind to recieve revelation. After all, being filled with the Spirit is the best feeling in the world.
In addition to all of the wonderful things Katherine shared, I recognized even more(if possible) how blessed I was to go to Nauvoo. It really COMPLETELY changed my life and my perspective on virtually everything. I dearly miss it.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Dinner with the President
That is the President of the University. However, he wasn't there, it was just simply at his house (which is a very large house). Something to do with legislature stuff, you know completely unimportant.
How did I have the privilege of doing such a thing? Well you see, there is a program that the University organizes to sucker freshman into going to events. You go to them you participate a bit and then you go to the booth and they stamp your "passport" Six events you get $15. Eight is another $15 and ten events you get that $30 and get to have dinner at the Presidents home. Heidi has always wanted to go, but she didn't so I decided that I would let her kinda sorta live through me, although it doesn't work so well with something like this. Especially when pictures don't turn out (red eye flashes twice, so true)
On Facebook I mentioned something that the story of how I got to the house is amazing all on it's own. It combines, stamina, adrenaline, and being blonde all together quite well.
Since I don't have a car that is where we will begin this once upon a time story. I had to find someone with a car who was available at that time, the only people I really know are my sister's roommates. So she asked them for me and wonderful amazing Ashley was willing to walk to campus for rehearsals so that I could drive her car (Yeah she's pretty much the greatest).
My day started at 7:30 (so my hair was shoved into a messy bun after my shower) and I worked 30 minutes later than usual. I got to Heidi's apartment to pick up the car and keys(key point here, pun kinda intended) at 5:15 and the dinner started at 6. Talk about a little nerve-wracking I only had 30 minutes until I was supposed to be headed to the mansion and I still had to get back to my apartment. So I walked over to my apartment wishing that someone could have given me a ride and that I could have walked faster.
At 5:25 I was at my apartment door and realized that I didn't drive! And I had the keys in my pocket! Right there got me way super flustered, I had only fifteen minutes to get ready and I still had to get back over to get the car. On top of that my shirt I had washed the night before wasn't dry, my hair was a mess and all of my nylons had runs in them.
With some scrunching of the hair, improvising of the wardrobe and deciding that no one was going to be seeing my nylons I was ready... with the exception of a car. 5:50 I ran over to #9 apt and asked if anyone in there had a car, one girl did but it was 3 blocks down and had a difficult time starting, I was practically pulling my hair out with worry when I spotted a guy walking out of the apt next to mine, I watched as he walked over to a car I recognized and I knew who he was. He was so great to give me a ride to my next ride.
By this time I was already late to the thing that I was so desperately trying to be early to. I couldn't figure out the car I was driving so I sat scrunched in the drivers seat. I didn't think that the directions were too difficult to figure out, but lo and behold I arrived at my destination 30 minutes late. They made a spot for me at a table( which to my great pleasure and surprise my step-cousin Elizabeth was there) and I got a roll, the main course and dessert (everything was such super deliciousness that I didn't even notice that I didn't get a salad.) There was lots of small talk with the VP and his wife and then a survey on the program. Overall I thoroughly enjoyed myself while there. If only I could go back, I'm honestly missing it already
How did I have the privilege of doing such a thing? Well you see, there is a program that the University organizes to sucker freshman into going to events. You go to them you participate a bit and then you go to the booth and they stamp your "passport" Six events you get $15. Eight is another $15 and ten events you get that $30 and get to have dinner at the Presidents home. Heidi has always wanted to go, but she didn't so I decided that I would let her kinda sorta live through me, although it doesn't work so well with something like this. Especially when pictures don't turn out (red eye flashes twice, so true)
On Facebook I mentioned something that the story of how I got to the house is amazing all on it's own. It combines, stamina, adrenaline, and being blonde all together quite well.
Since I don't have a car that is where we will begin this once upon a time story. I had to find someone with a car who was available at that time, the only people I really know are my sister's roommates. So she asked them for me and wonderful amazing Ashley was willing to walk to campus for rehearsals so that I could drive her car (Yeah she's pretty much the greatest).
My day started at 7:30 (so my hair was shoved into a messy bun after my shower) and I worked 30 minutes later than usual. I got to Heidi's apartment to pick up the car and keys(key point here, pun kinda intended) at 5:15 and the dinner started at 6. Talk about a little nerve-wracking I only had 30 minutes until I was supposed to be headed to the mansion and I still had to get back to my apartment. So I walked over to my apartment wishing that someone could have given me a ride and that I could have walked faster.
At 5:25 I was at my apartment door and realized that I didn't drive! And I had the keys in my pocket! Right there got me way super flustered, I had only fifteen minutes to get ready and I still had to get back over to get the car. On top of that my shirt I had washed the night before wasn't dry, my hair was a mess and all of my nylons had runs in them.
With some scrunching of the hair, improvising of the wardrobe and deciding that no one was going to be seeing my nylons I was ready... with the exception of a car. 5:50 I ran over to #9 apt and asked if anyone in there had a car, one girl did but it was 3 blocks down and had a difficult time starting, I was practically pulling my hair out with worry when I spotted a guy walking out of the apt next to mine, I watched as he walked over to a car I recognized and I knew who he was. He was so great to give me a ride to my next ride.
By this time I was already late to the thing that I was so desperately trying to be early to. I couldn't figure out the car I was driving so I sat scrunched in the drivers seat. I didn't think that the directions were too difficult to figure out, but lo and behold I arrived at my destination 30 minutes late. They made a spot for me at a table( which to my great pleasure and surprise my step-cousin Elizabeth was there) and I got a roll, the main course and dessert (everything was such super deliciousness that I didn't even notice that I didn't get a salad.) There was lots of small talk with the VP and his wife and then a survey on the program. Overall I thoroughly enjoyed myself while there. If only I could go back, I'm honestly missing it already
Friday, January 14, 2011
Hollywood Fabric
A couple years ago I bought this fabric(the one above), not knowing really what I was going to do with it, I just thought it was cute.
Today I was watching Pushing Daisies and I did a double take.
Craziness! Maybe I'll use mine for a sling, then again I don't want to curse myself and I don't have nearly enough fabric for it.Happy Friday!
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