Showing posts with label quotes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label quotes. Show all posts

Lion, Witch, and The Wardrobe

I love this time of the season...musical performances everywhere. COOL families gathered to see Lion, Witch, and the Wardrobe performed by B.E.A.T. at Summit High. It's the best one I've seen yet.
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Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.
~~Dr. Seuss

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A few more snapshots shown here.


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Breathless Moments

Life is not measured
by the number of breaths we take
but by the moments
that take our breath away.~~Hilary Cooper


Indeed life cannot be measured by only the breathless moments alone, even the daily moments. Each moment is extremely special, purposeful, meaningful and constructive. I realize and appreciate the intrinsic and exceptional value of each breath, how immensely valuable each breath is indeed.

Whenever I read/see this quote, it right away brings forth a multifaceted meaning. One is the meaning of memorable, ecstatic, fantastic, exuberant, scintillating, terrific, joyous moments...moments of achievements, accomplishments, and simultaneously moments simultaneously permeating within each layer of every moment. Fascinating inspiration.

I do not need to take gigantic steps; but even the simplest of meaningful thoughts and actions hold potential value and promise. It is one step at a time; one breath at a time; each bearing relevance to the analogy of relation to the time matrix. It is not the quantity of contributing steps taken; but rather the meaningful quality oriented steps that could make and create a world of meaningful difference and value in its respective corresponding relevance accordingly.

The brush strokes of time when painting their fascinating impression onto the canvas of this precious life inspiringly reminds me there are certain moments that come once in a lifetime. Time never provides us the intimation/advance indication which moment is which. It is those special moments in life that indeed take our breath away that are contemplated/reflected upon with an perspective of humility...an perspective of admiration.

I must be grateful. I must be appreciative. I must be thankful.

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Charging Ahead

Action may not always bring happiness;
but there is no happiness without action.
~~Benjamin Disraeli


I love a start of a new year. When the calendar rolls over to another year, it reminds me of the joy and privilege of starting fresh, almost like a do-over, to renew commitments at anytime of my life. Of course, a new year makes me more aware of this great truth. I never make a lot of resolutions but do spend time reflecting and trying to learn from the previous twelve months.

As we go into the new year, there are many uncertainties. But one thing is certain. My hope and sense is that 2009 is going to be a great year, despite economic downfall! Hubby is back from California to stay. Many good things are happening around here and I truly believe it is going to be a breakthrough year while all the specifics are worked out. I've continued to grow and learn so much since the big move over three years ago. I am looking forward to charging ahead into the next 11.5months. Schedules seem to get overcrowded so quickly. The days of the calendar seem to flip by at ever increasing speed. But, I am starting this new year with a commitment--not necessarily a resolution--to keep a proper and healthy balance in my schedule between parental responsibilities, family time, study needs, and children activities. I hope you are as excited and hopeful for this new calendar year as I am. Blessings to you and your family for 2009.

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You Have The Right...It's Universal

The ultimate measure of a person
is not where they stand in moments of comfort and convenience,
but where the stand in times of challenge and controversy.
~~Martin Luther King, Jr.


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First Snow

Dost thou love life?
Then do not squander time,
for that is the stuff life is made of.
~~Benjamin Franklin


With the first snow falling last night and weather forecasting for more this week, anticipation, or hopeful, for a better ski season in Mt. Bachelor. Light snowfall began last night and continued through early dawn at higher elevations with additional precipitation expected. The late snow has area resorts and local skiers on edge, waiting impatiently for its grand opening.

If you're a die-hard fan of Twilight series, by Stephenie Meyer, like me and my 12-year-old daughter (who has read the series more than five times) and you can't wait for your reserved copy to arrive from your local library, here is your chance...Chapter 1 of Twilight, the first book:


Thanks, Klara, (click here for direct link) for making all four books of the series available. I encourage you to read the books first before heading to the theater for its first movie.

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What Really Matters

To live is like to love
all reason is against it,
and all healthy instinct for it.
~~Samuel Butler


Thanksgiving came and went. We had a swell time with hubby and his families in Eugene (except for the part when he spent 3-day fixing/replacing MIL's toilet, seriously!) Now with Junior Lego League and Campfire fundraising craft fair behind us, I am shifting into high gear in making gifts for family, close friends, and the needy.

As a surprise, we were blessed with our friend Catalina's 4-day stay as our guests since last Thursday.

Besides geocaching,

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...watching the Christmas Parade (took photos very selectively with dog leashes on one hand, eyes on two active 9- and 11-year-old boys) while my children were on the Campfire float

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...playing at First Street Rapid with Damien and Dakota (my children's favorite park,)

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...cheering for our homeschool friends' Lego Robotic team who took 3rd place in the 2-day tournament, with over 30 team-participants. Congratulation, Firebird. See you in Portland in January for the State Competition.

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...touring around town, dining at Anthony's and Fireside Red was a plus--awesome food and terrific companies.

Life is Good even when everything around us looks gloomy. It's time to forever more strengthen my relationship with Him and loved ones--that really matter.

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A Time To Rest

Time is a wealth of change
but the clock in its parody
makes it mere change and no wealth.


Solomon said in Ecclesiastes Chapter 3, Verse 4: There is a time to weep, and there is a time to laugh; there is a time to mourn, and there is a time to dance... Today, first words out of my 7-year-old son, smiling, was it's time to rest.

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Don't Be Coy, Autumn!

Far away there in the sunshine
are my highest aspirations.
I may not reach them,
but I can look up and see their beauty,
believe in them, and try to follow where they lead.
~~Louisa May Alcott


This week, I found myself thinking that we (the land and I) were on the cusp of the coming of winter. I then reflected on this intuition: No, that’s not right. It’s only October. Winter is at least two months away. We have at least a month of autumnal weather before winter arrives. But there it is again.

Some subtle shift in the gout de terroir, the taste of the earth, is registering in my body--it is winter. It feels like a miracle. Trees are burning bushes and God speaks to me through cool air, overcast sky, which makes me feel I’m participating in one of the blindfolded taste tests: Which one is more like autumn, yesterday or today? Frankly, neither...

Mother Nature is doing her laundry as rain put the air through its spin cycle. It’s crisp, the air; no starch necessary or needed--not even a dryer for that matter. I wake up, bounding. It’s an autumn in my step this time of the year. The days are shortening and consuming the burning bushes in order to litter the ground. The air is desiccating the gold, red, rust, yellow, orange, and all related hues in between to finally, brown. I highly anticipate this crunchy brown, this audible carpet signifying the changing of seasons and reminding me of bounty and life and deficit and death. The world needs a nap and who am I to stop it? It works so hard throughout the year. Finally drowsy as the sun continues to dim earlier each day. Soon the earth will sleep. I must fight the same urge with my soups, stews, cookies, down jackets, and waterproof boots with insulation and rubber soles. My nose perks at scents of cinnamon and nutmeg; warm, hearty flavors wafting through the streets and hallways.

Winter has decided to blast us as autumn is being a bit coy. I get the hints, though, and I’m not one to be fooled. Fall, don’t let winter pass you by. Take your deserved turn and let us enjoy you for as long as you see fit. Then let winter introduce the barren trees and frigid air and therefore the crummy, grumpy dispositions of many city-dwellers. Autumn, tarry awhile, while I break out my sweaters and shoes appropriate for stepping on curled, lifeless leaves. Stiff, yet delicate. Non-pliable, perfectly shattering under enough pressure, the only way to celebrate rigor mortis. It’s fun. Let me play with the sound and feel of the crunch beneath my feet. I’d cross streets--against the traffic signal--and jostle passersby to jump on the perfectly dried leaf. It can be my way of helping you with the decomposition of this world so that it can awake again. It’s the least I can do while I dream spending a warm day with my friend and her sweet 'Lil angel in Indiana.

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Sweet Cheeky Jasper, New Dog in the Family

A smile is a curve
that sets everything straight.


This is sweet, beautiful, cheeky Jasper, formerly known as Max, joined the family just an hour ago! He is a 6-pound, 4-month-old designer hybrid ShiChi puppy, who just gladly initiated my king-size quilted bedspread...ARRRRGH.


ShiChi is not a purebred dog. It is a cross/hybrid between the Chihuahua and the Shih-Tzu. Jasper will grow to about 10 pounds, the most. One word of cautioin from previous owner: He needs to be clothed when it's 60° out.

Though Jasper is meant to be my 10-year-old's first dog, my 12-year-old is quickly making her claim. Time will tell...how the battle over who has Jasper will play out! Want to place your bet?


Our family picture with all three dogs


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Still See Rainbows?

NOW is what counts.
I ain't got the luxury of time and energy
spent on yesterday while today wastes away right here.
~~Diana (hahamommy), an awesome unschooler


I love Rainbow Connection by Kenny Loggins:

Why are there so many
Songs about rainbows
And whats on the other side
Rainbows are visions
Theyre only illusions
And rainbows have nothing to hide
So weve been told and some chose to
Believe it
But I know theyre wrong wait and see

Someday well find it
The rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me...


I've seen more rainbows in this lifetime than I can remember. I always marvel at them. For me, a rainbow is a sign of hope. Most people fail to see the rainbow because we hardly ever look up to the sky anymore...like what happens when we lose hope...we look for hope around us but never above us.

So why do some people teach their children the story of Noah's Ark? It's because floods happened. Houses fell down. Yet, there were Arks which preserved, doves brought news of new life, and a rainbow which could be a reminder that life will continue. Next time you catch sight of a rainbow, allow yourself to hope that life will find a way to be sustained through the most overwhelming floods or listening distressing news about our national situation.

If I tell my children the story of Noah's Ark, it will go this way: Long ago there was a flood, worse than anything we've ever seen and probably will ever see. One family knew that things were going to get bad, but had hope for the future, and built an ark to keep them afloat during the flood. They made the ark big enough not only for their family, but for as many animal families as they could save. When the rain came the family was safe and waited for many weeks in the crowded ark for a sign that the rain was over and a safe place to live on dry land. They built a new home and went back to the business of living life, sad for all they had seen, and at the same time glad to be alive.

Each time we see a rainbow in the sky, we can think of that family and remember that, as bad as things might be, life will go on. Life everywhere is getting harder. We have more reason to spread hope nowadays. May we always see the rainbow and point it out to others or maybe even be a rainbow.

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The Chemistry of Autumnal Colors

The first step towards getting somewhere
is to decide that
you are not going to stay where you are.
~~John Pierpont Morgan


Autumn is in the air. It's not exactly New England, but where I live is looking quite picturesque at the moment, relishing the riot of fantastic autumnal colors in every corner of Central Oregon.

...Captured at Crystal Peaks and Peterson's Rock Garden.

A person could spend a lifetime learning from this place. There is probably a few more days in which to inhale her verdant fields of flowers and hidden damp darkness. I choose to spend my time collecting the spice of the earth, the gout de terroir, particular flavor of soil that makes this place unique in all the world. If I’m very lucky I can come to know this place a little bit, perhaps to recognize the angle of the sunflowers bow, or the change in lilt of the chickadee song when the sun comes out from behind that cloud. Yes that particular cloud, the one that is now changing, the one that is now changed, the one that is no more and will never be again.

This is the truth of living in the moment. Knowing that every breath of the universe is a precious gift that will never be again. It exists in and for itself and the most that we can do is join the dance.

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Fantasy Haven at Petersen's Rock Garden

Happiness is not a destination.
It is a method of life.~~Burton Hills


Headed south on Route 97 to Petersen's Rock Gardens, off the road to the right a mile or so...suddenly we, COOL families, arrived at the garden. It's a little bit hard to find--just look for a patch of bright blue Oregonian sky above--and don't miss the fluorescent rock display in the museum.

Internationally famous and visited by people from almost every country in the world, this incredible landscaped garden; well-maintained by the family--started in 1935--is a testament to dedication and fruits of one Danish immigrant's labors, Rasmus Petersen, who came to America in 1906, at the age of seventeen. As scenic attractions go, the garden is small, nestled away in 10 miles SW of Redmond, a fast growing town in Central Oregon.

The late Petersen--a friendly man, hard working, and interested in community affairs--paid homage to America with his feverish folk art constructions of stone and glass, including an Independence Hall and a phosphorescent tribute to democracy. The bronze plaque below his Statue of Liberty holding a light bulb torch reads: Enjoy Yourself--It Is Later Than You Think.

Almost all the rocks--petrified wood, Oregon agate, jasper, thundereggs, malachite, lava, and obsidian--used here to cover four acres with castles, ponds and bridges came from within a 85-mile radius of the garden. Evidence of his love and respect for God and his adopted country is seen in the numbers of miniature churches, the flag of the United States, and the magnificent Statue of Liberty, which a sculptor carved from a local boulder.


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Glad we came. It was a delightful educational excursion to send off the short-lived summer. I'm amazed by this one man's talent, handiwork, and ambition. As my 7-year-old says Totally Awesome, Dude!

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Flickr Fun and My Mosaic for Today

Live your life open and truthful
as if you were standing outside naked to the world.



I have seen this fun little game before but it didn't speak to me until I was catching up on my friend this morning.

Here's how the game works:
a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
b. Using only the first page, pick an image. I picked what popped up to me most.
c. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into fd's Mosaic Maker (not the individual property link.)



My answers to the Questions:
1. What is your first name? SARAH
2. What is your favorite food? SUSHI (especially raw type)
3. What high school did you go to? GALILEO
4. What is your favorite color? PURPLE and more
5. Who is your celebrity crush? ROBERT REDFORD
6. Favorite drink? THAI ICE TEA
7. Dream vacation? AFRICA (and Around the World)
8. Favorite dessert? TIRAMISU
9. What you want to be when you grow up? A MOTHER (no joke!)
10. What do you love most in life? MY CHILDREN
11. One word to describe you. RADICAL
12. Your flickr name. LIVEINFREEDOM

It does take a bit of time to figure all these out and you have to have a Flickr account, and you have to sign in.. Some of the big challenges I came upon: 1) I made things more complicated than it really was; 2) Many photos chosen were from one person that doesn't provide individual property link; 3) when I was ready to create a mosaic, only one photo came up with remaining 11 spots empty because people have opted out; and 4) press BACK instead of EDIT when creating a mosaic...DON'T! I did it not once but four times--ARGGGGG.

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Live my life open and truthful as if I were standing outside naked to the world.

Whether it is reveled in or kept hidden, the lumps, bumps and scars on my body are as real and honorable as calloused fingers of a musician or the bulging biceps of a laborer.

I may not be 20 years old anymore, but, I wouldn't trade away a single battle scar. Each one is a memory. The first time I felt my child moving inside of me, when he took his first breath...his first smile and the beauty of his laughter.

We are beautiful because of who we are and have become! Celebrate the skin we are in!

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Kids with STICKS and STONES


Today's kids are not allowed to play
with a stick in the backyard~~George Carlin


Amy Hollingsworth, author of Gifts of Passage and The Simple Faith of Mister Rogers, shared with us RCUers of a fabulous poem written by her 87-year-old uncle, Dr. Bob Christin, who taught English Literature at Notre Dame. It was written, inspired by something he heard George Carlin said.

STICKS AND STONES
Leagues are organized today
for boys and girls outside of
school to kick and hit and
catch balls using bases and
nets, baskets, goal lines,
under supervision of referees.
All wear bright uniforms with
insignia, use protective gear.

Schedules for moms and kids
include dance and music and
tae kwon do lessons. Kids
and moms lift schedules
heavy as corporate executives,
conflicts, changes penciled
in an oversized calendar.

For kids growing up,
something is missing here,
an essential hands off
even to let kids do nothing.
to leave them time to stare
out a window, to lie awake
at night to dream with no
agenda, to discover ways
to have fun minus the plans
and programs of teachers,
parents, and umpires.

When I was a kid before
we had a sandbox Grandpa
built, we played in backyard
dirt with trowels, sticks from
trees, stones from the alley.
We played cowboys in vacant
lots filled with wild flowers
and weeds, using tree limbs
for the sheriff's office, lots
all over for criminals to hide.
Without a real football we
wrapped wire around old
newspapers for a pretend
ball we could not kick but
did use for thrilling passes
one to another. We tackled,
no protective gear. For
basketball we cut out the
bottom of a bushel basket
nailed to a telephone pole,
tossed through it large rubber
balls. We enjoyed impromptu
fun, often sitting on the curb
to laugh at each other, to try
to figure out teachers and
parents, why we were all told
to sit straight, move slowly.
be quiet, and then told to
act our age, which we thought
we did well.


Remember this good ole Peanuts cartoon? Charlie Brown (or was it Linus) and Snoopy defied the Snowman-building League and built their own snowman without being part of the league and without grown-up supervision or intervention.


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Autonomy and Power

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed
by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do.
So throw off the bowlines.
Sail away from the safe harbor.
Catch the trade winds in your sails.
Explore. Dream. Discover.~~Mark Twain


Children often feel helpless because they are small and inexperienced in a complex, big, and fast world--so many machines they can't touch, big people and animals they may fear, places they can't go to on their own, heights they cannot reach, things they need help with, events they find scary, and speeds they cannot grasp. Many of their upsets result from feeling helpless.

Unlike me, my children are not ready to give up on what they want in the present for the sake of the future. They know I take their immediate choices seriously. As with other emotional deprivations, I don't want their struggling with a sense of helplessness or deprived of feeling that they are in control of their lives may become angry, aggressive, or depressed.

Though I cannot eliminate their sense of helplessness, I can dramatically improve their chance of experiencing themselves as autonomous and powerful. I am their power extension into whatever is beyond their reach. They can affect their environment through me. Sometimes that entails doing things for them; but more often, it means getting out of the way and making their path safe and nurturing. By making the physical and social environments safe and healthy, I can eliminate the need to restrict or direct them. They can choose and direct their own activities, foods, timetable, and interests within the safe environment I've created.

Their sense of autonomy and power is not a function of being able to access everything that is available in our society, but rather of a day-to-day freedom in our home and social environment. Don't take my children to a candy store and then forbid them from eating candy--they will feel resentful and helpless. If I don't go to the candy store and provide healthy treats at home, they will feel autonomous and content. I provide leadership in terms of the direction of the family life so my children have freedom to trust themselves. As they grow older, they will be exposed to more and more of what is available; feeling secure in themselves. They will make choices based not on social pressures but on their authentic preferences and values.

My relationship with my children is out of trust not control. They take my wisdom and guidance seriously because they know I am on their sides. This trust will be handy when they become engaged with the community and society at large. Instead of resenting my ideas because of seeing me as the one controlling and negating them, they will hopefully seek my advice as their loving ally. My children will not take advantage of me just because they are not controlled. They are not living in fear that their power will be taken away, that they will be controlled, coerced, or directed. They have no need to take advantage of anyone. Their desires are only to take care of themselves and when respected they thrive. A thriving one is too busy and happy to bother with negative strategies.

By not depriving my children of their power, I do not mean that I give them license to do whatever they want. Like me, children live in a world that sets its own physical and social boundaries. I just need to be authentic with my children so they live a real life and not a fantasy life in which all their wishes are promptly fulfilled. Natural frustrations not imposed by anyone are a healthy part of growing up; I need only to validate my children's feelings and listen.

A child who feels powerful has no need to resort to destruction or to bullying; yet a child who feels incompetent or helpless very well might, especially if he has no safe means of expressing himself. Respecting their individual needs and inclinations can go a long way toward preventing a sense of helplessness and its resulting defiance.

(Sculpture taken at the Fair) Life with children flows when I simply follow their lead and respect their choices, rather than whack my brain for what I think is right for them.

Encourage, inspire, laugh...Go GREEN!
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Courageous to Be...Sincere, Open and Honest

Being vulnerable doesn't have to be threatening.


Just have the courage to be sincere, open and honest.


This opens the door to deeper communication all around.


It creates self-empowerment


and the kind of connections with others we all want in life.


Speaking from the heart frees us from the secrets that burden us.


These secrets are what make us sick or fearful.


Speaking truth helps you get clarity on your real heart directives.


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True learning-learning that is permanent and useful,that leads to intelligent action and further learning, can arise only out of the experience, interest, and concerns of the learner.
John Holt
Real heroes are men who fall, fail and are flawed, but win out in the end because they stayed true to their ideals, beliefs and commitments.
Actor Kevin Costner
 

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