Through my eyes…

From the moment of our birth, the race to find and become who we believe the world sees suddenly starts with a bang! Groomed from birth on how to speak, what to wear, how to behave, how to please others, and on and on and on we go, sort of like a merry-go-round…

I’ve spent my entire life trying to appear as that which others expect and/or accept, as if I were on one of those merry-go-rounds. Spinning round and round over the years, gaining speed until I became frozen to the bars and unable to get off, followed by a great deal of motion sickness.

Well, finally the ride became so fast that it flung me off into the dirt, so to speak!

If you wondering what on earth an old merry-g0-round ride has to do with one’s image or self-perception (how you see yourself), it just seemed like a good analogy for how it feels to have a good self-image in a world that is so focused on visual bells and whistles… sorry, I often find myself coining phrases or adages to make a point.

What might that point be, you ask?

My point in all this merry-go-round stuff, is this… you’ll have a much more enjoyable ride in life if you learn how to straddle the bars and drag your feet, so you can control the speed of the merry-go-round, thereby strengthening your muscles and allowing you to get off the ride anytime you get dizzy. In reality, I’m saying that you shouldn’t let the world be in control of who you think you are supposed to be!

Me personally, I’ve opted for the carousel over a merry-go-round, in terms of how I see things in the world, and how I see myself…

Don’t let the age fool you,

One man’s junk is another man’s treasure!

Never see yourself as less than you want to be…

"Fight the good fight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called when you made your good confession in the presence of many witnesses."  2 Timothy 6: 12

Now you know how I see myself whenever I write adventurous tales, passionate poetry, and deep soul searching thoughts for you, my readers and friends. I might seem rather plain on the outside, but that’s my cover story, just like the mild mannered Clark Kent, from Superman. Now, I don’t want to go as far as to call myself a superhero… but in the stories I can be, right?!

Wins and Losses…

Please don’t panic, but when I got to the lobby yesterday there was no sign of either of the puppies! I spent hours wandering through the archive sections,

and also, both my office and the Father’s counseling chambers, but to no avail. The little fluff balls weren’t anywhere within the lobby, leaving me feeling rather disheartened.

However, in the midst of my disappointment came several unexpected things, one of which is somebody’s puppy that must have been left here from Christmas Morning. Poor darling!

She’s missing her collar so I’m not sure of her name, nor do I fully remember exactly who came that morning. Perhaps, someone wasn’t prepared for taking a puppy home with them, and were afraid I might be disappointed if they rejected my gift. I get it! No offense taken, my friends. Whoever left her behind, was good enough to leave her in the lobby, where she would be safe and can be re-homed. If anyone is looking for a new baby to add into their family, I think she’s a Corgi mix of some sort. She is very affectionate and sweet natured from what I can see. She hasn’t stopped giving me kisses since I found her, poor thing… she must have been so lonely, and probably a good bit frightened. Quite honestly, I’m shocked and rather embarrassed that I didn’t even know she’d been wandering around in the lobby all this time! Now that I think about it, the puppies did seem to be eating a great deal more puppy kibble than is normal for such little things.

Anyway, if you hadn’t noticed it yet, the other discovery I made while searching for the puppies was my purpose! Do you know why it’s felt so important that I locate each and every one of the creatures lost to me? Within each one of those that are not visible to me at the moment, there’s a bit of me… things that I see in each of them that help me make sense of myself.

Somewhere while I was searching through the lobby for the puppies, God showed me that even without physically seeing those that are missing, the real me was still there in the room with Him. The things I write, the creations I invent are merely that… things, as adorable as they are! I am definitely learning more and more each day about the depths of my own heart… and how far God is willing to go, on my behalf. Maybe taking you with me, as I go in search of recovering these parts of what was lost to me (metaphorically speaking), there will be lessons to learn about His nature, which flows through my veins…

I believe!

***Go back and look at the picture of the woman with the puppy, for a moment. Look closely at the woman’s facial features and you will see the real me, or the AI version Avatar creation. It looks as if it’s an actual picture of me laying on the floor of a library with a dog. I gave my AI several actual photographs of my mother, myself, and two of my three daughters. This is the first time that I truly realized how much I look like my mother, as well as my girls! While you might not notice them, I can see exactly where my features are blended with my mother’s, and it’s amazing! If I’m being fully honest with you, it made me a bit emotional when I first saw the image.***

Rise and Shine, It’s Christmas Time…

Merry Christmas to all of my WordPress family! I truly love you guys so much that there’s no way I would put coal into your stockings… not when I’ve been planning and preparing for so long!

By the way, before we start unwrapping things, you’re never going to guess what Santa got me for my present, this year. When I opened my eyes this morning, there, sitting upon my chest and looking at me was none other than an adorable and cheeky little flying squirrel!

Yup! Apparently, Santa had a heart to heart with the Pinion King! It was gently pointed out that the little squirrel, while needed for his new princely duties, also had family at the barn… those that were with him from his earliest days. It obviously softened the old king’s heart and he actually agreed with Santa, allowing Squagon to come home for a whole week!

As I write this, the babes are all having a beautiful reunion with one another, trading presents, eating goodies and playing holiday games with Brutus and miss Tilly. I’ll have the rest of the day to spend at the barn, but this morning is reserved for you, my friends!

You’ll find instructions on the table beside the door that you just entered…

We must set the stage for what is to come

There are items on each table to get the job done…

First pick your jammies, then pick your robe’s

Don’t forget your slippers, you know how this goes…

We’ll all need some cocoa or coffee or tea

Don’t forget all those pastries, or hungry you’ll be…

There’s a cushion for each of you, there by the fire

Sit down and get comfy in your new jammie attire…

You’ll note there are bags placed all about the room

Inside are the gifts that I picked out for you…

There are journals for writing your feelings and thoughts

And the pens that go with them are just there, in that pot…

Now, for all of you pet lovers

You’ll find bags of treats and toys

No flurbies left behind this day

Even they need to feel some joy…

I didn’t forget all you wonderful crafters

whose needlework reflects so much charm

Look for the bright colored bag in the corner

filled with assorted knitting hooks and yarn…

There’s another for all you DIYer’s, filled with many bits and bobs

Cameras, glue and tool kits, for those who like doing odd jobs…

I can’t overlook all the athletic types

They come in all shapes and sizes

For runners or walkers or even sports talkers

This bag is full of surprises…

Last but not least

I’ve one more gift to share

For each and every one of you

to show how much I care…

Please pick out a magic puppy

They don’t shed or poop on your floor

Whenever you turn on your computer

They can greet you at the virtual door!

I wish I could mention you each by name, to show you how much you mean to me… all of you! In truth, there’s too big of a list! Just know that I see you… each of you… and I think of you and pray for you, often!

Yes, this is a silly virtual Christmas I’ve presented, but it’s the best I can do. If nothing else, it brightened everyone’s morning… mine especially!

I love you guys, the lot of you!

God Bless and have a wonderful day!

Are We There Yet?

I’ve had to sleep at the barn for the last several nights, what with all the gifts sitting under the tree. Brutus and I have been playing tag team on the barn’s package security duty.

These little ones can be oh so devious…

Quite honestly, I wasn’t at all prepared for it! Who’d have thought they could be so inventive with their numerous attempts at gift pilfering?

So… here I sit, half awake and trying to clear the cobwebs of sleep from my brain, a full day ahead of scheduled package opening. Where is Tilly when I need her? Oh yeah, she’s not due back from the Pole til sometime tomorrow morning.

Why am I looking so haggard, you might be asking? I’ll tell you why…

The babe’s woke me up early, that’s why!

Just after the sun peaked over the ridge this morning, they all began marching about the tree with little signs above their heads, and making an awful racket!

They were apparently voicing their disapproval of having to wait til tomorrow for present opening time! In what was meant to be a song I think, they all started shouting out their little demands… over and over and over again. I have to give them an “E” for effort, because they haven’t stopped sing/shouting for a good bit, now. I keep hearing things like, “all day long, we’ll yell this song”, and “it’s not fair to keep secrets!”

You can tell by the way they’re shouting the song that it’s supposed to be a serious song, but when they sing a “Boo Hoo” chorus in between each verse, I start giggling…

I’m sorry, but when you hear all of their little voices boo hooing in unison, it’s nothing less than A..DOR..A..BLE!

Well… I best finish this cup of coffee and get to it! I have a sneaking suspicion that it’s gonna be a very long day.

Maybe?

I realize that I’m only guessing at this, but I am imagining that our miss Tilly must be getting the full tour of elf town, the workshop and of course, the kitchen of Mrs. Clause. I say this about the kitchen because miss Tilly and I secretly made a plan to sneak a picture of her oven… I wish to confirm whether she also uses an Easy Bake Oven.

Don’t laugh… maybe she does use a special magic oven of some sort! What if the Easy Bake Oven I had from childhood was, in fact, a magic device? Maybe Santa pulled a fast one on my mom, or something. I never did look on the back of the box for the manufacturers mailing address, so it’s quite possible that mine was not like all the other children’s ovens! I’m just sayin it’s possible, that’s all!

Besides, look how jolly and round Santa always is, and everyone knows that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach… or at least that’s what I’ve always heard.

I have confidence in Tilly’s sneaking ability, as I’ve experienced it first hand, so there’s a good chance for a successful photo capture. She really is good at the whole sneaking in and out thing… I’m sure that’s why she’s of such help to Santa.

I can only imagine the number of homes now using the more advanced alarm systems and door locks, so it must be quite difficult getting in an out of certain chimneys. Well, that’s what I assume, anyways.

For now, we can only wait for her to come home with the goods, pictures that is… the real goods of Christmas are actually the giggles, joy, heartfelt hugs and love.

If you ask me, it’s the gift of love that’s the greatest goodie in the stocking!

Holiday Barnyard Business…

As I’ve already mentioned previously, miss Tilly will be heading for the pole, here shortly… we’re actually standing in the barnyard at this very moment, waiting for Dasher to arrive. He’s supposed to be giving her a lift to the pole, while Santa and Rudolf are busy going over Christmas Eve’s travel plans.

Personally, I couldn’t be more thrilled for Tilly, what with seeing all that goes on at Santa’s place. But, the young mouse is seemingly uninterested in the whole affair. Every time I turn around, she’s distractedly staring off into to woods!

Of all the days to be disinterested in a ride from a reindeer, and a famous one, none-the-less…

If you hadn’t guessed it yet, something’s up with our honorary Santa’s Helper! I don’t know much, but I will tell you what I have learned, thus far…

Tilly met a mouse the other day, and a boy no less! They met when the girls were out picking pine bows for Squagon’s Christmas package, remember?

The only reason I know anything at all about our mysterious mouse, was due to Dinky. Mainly, because she had to traipse back from the forest all by her onesie’s. The poor little thing was not at all impressed!

Apparently, Tilly and her young suitor were so distracted with one another, they weren’t paying any attention to the little dragon. Add to that, the fact that the little dragon’s feet were getting cold… and then they lost her, altogether.

Dinky was rather put out when she got back to the barn… alone! Let me tell you, I received an earful about the whole affair.

Oddly, Tilly refuses to tell me much about the little guy, aside from his name. But, there was definitely a twinkle in her eyes when she spoke of him!

She did briefly mention that young Henry lives with his parents, in the old abandoned church just down the road from our barn.

Oh well… I know that Santa will have miss Tilly well in hand during the next few days, so I will leave things be… for now.

While I could send Brutus to do some snooping, as I normally might, I think I shall leave things to our young mouse maid this time around. Tilly deserves a bit of privacy, in this regard. I knew she was growing up, so I had already been preparing myself for the inevitable.

Clearly, Tilly has changed right before our eyes. From the once feisty little mouse babe that Santa brought me last Christmas, to the lovely creature that she has become…

Today, she’s both different and yet still the same, if that makes any sense. Since we’ve known her, miss Tilly’s always been a feisty, funny and adventurous little mouse, but now she’s more serious about things, you know… things of the heart.

I’m not claiming she’s in love, as I can’t say for certain until she tells me how she feels about the handsome little guy. But if it is love, well then, I want to treat her with the respect she deserves. When she’s ready, I’m certain that Tilly will share her thoughts and feelings about young Henry! Until then, we will just have to be patient, my friends.

Even if I wanted to corner the mouse with my nosy questions, I wouldn’t be able to…

There’s no more time left for anything but good-bye’s and well-wishes, as Dasher has just arrived for pick-up and I have to get Tilly settled onto his back!

Tilly’s going to have so much fun, I think, what with the new outfit their making her, as well as, riding side-kick with Santa, himself! If we’re lucky, the elves won’t take her camera away before she gets a few good shots of the big guy’s workshop…

a girl can dream, can’t she?

Thursday Thinking…

I couldn’t do it… I just couldn’t!

Don’t judge…

It isn’t my fault…

They’re far too soft and fluffy…

And I accidentally got high on all the puppy breath…

Before I knew what happened…

They both picked me…

SoI say, if ya can’t beat em, join em! 

Besides, the lobby has plenty of room, and you all can help with walks and weekend play dates, right!?!?

I just knew you’d agree…

Drum roll, please…

(She taps her Magic Microphone several times for a sound check)

Without further ado, I would like to announce the official welcome of Journey With Me’s first official furry greeters,

The wild and sassy one… (little big pants) Miss Bailey,

And her brother Gabriel (the quiet one), our furry kibble connessuer…

This should keep me busy for a good bit…

We shall see, we shall see!

Survey Says…

Out of a million kids who answered, what are their top 5 grocery items?

Well, according to the poll,

After we remove two sugars and the choolate cookis, we are left with our top 5 answers.

I think sugar wins out… what do you think? 

Here, have a cookie while you think about it…