Meri's Musings

Postcards from Paradise I don't know why these moments caught my attention or why I wanted to alter reality. But play is my paradise. . . . and so is this post by Lisa at Curious Girl  and this post by Noelle at The Angels Wear Fins  that I hope will inspire you because we create paradise right here, right now when we act with intent to touch the lives of others with love. what's paradise for you?

I'm a bit surprised by an email I got yesterday. This photo was jury-selected for a show put together by photographer Peter Serko  that runs  August 7 - Jan 8, 2012 at the Museum of Glass. I've been invited to the opening on August 13, along with others whose works  will be featured. Been to lots of openings, but never as someone with work in the show. A new experience. . . 

Time for some more JOY. . . for me, it was finally finding the bubble gum wall at the Pike Place Market. And there were a few layered posters along the way that also made me smile. An "I know Jack Shit" t-shirt that I thought was much funnier than the Rat Man one (even if Rat Man did have boobs). Some crunchy dill pickle spears. Loaves of fresh-baked bread. You know -- the usual stuff -- but things that made me smile and say, "That makes my day!" What gives you JOY? To play along and share the joy: 1. do a post that tells and shows us  what gives you joy. 2. capture the URL of the specific post  and paste it into the  Mr. Linky box along with your name. 3. Then click the NEXT box If the "next" box doesn't pop up, click the link to go to the page to select your image -- choose one from your post so you'll entice people to visit. (If you just can't get it to work, email me and give me the URL of the post you're addin

Paradise is the place within where we know joy and gratitude. Where we know our own magnificence and the power of our dreams. Where we awaken to our unique genius and authenticity and feel free -- no, compelled -- to express it, no matter what others think. Postcards from Paradise .

Today's walk in my garden provided me with abundant because the lilies -- both day lilies and the other kind -- were putting on a show. I also discovered that my Columbines have produced massive amounts of seeds, so if you want to grow a crop (they'll self-seed year after year if they're suited to your climate), drop me a note at my email and send me your address. I'll pop some seeds in an envelope and send them to you. Oh yes -- I'm doing a happy dance and got some because my repeat mammogram was perfectly fine, so thanks for holding health energy for me and saying a few prayers. What says JOY to you this week? To play along and share the joy: 1. do a post that tells and shows us  what gives you joy. 2. capture the URL of the specific post  and paste it into the  Mr. Linky box along with your name. 3. Then click the NEXT box If the "next" box doesn't pop up, click the link to go to the page to select your image -- choose one f

"Oh mischief, thou are swift to enter in the thoughts of desperate men."            - W. Shakespeare Told you I scored at the Arts and Crafts Fair. It's a spirit house. I just couldn't resist the temptation. * * * * * * p.s. In case you're wondering where the "men" went, well. . . . I'm still looking.       

Though the day was looking drippy and drizzly I ventured off to see the offerings at the Farmer's Market and the artist wares  at the Gig Harbor Arts and Crafts Festival, an annual event sponsored by Peninsula Art League. By the time I'd bought sweet peas and bread at the Farmer's Market and headed down toward the harbor to the Festival, the clouds decided to behave so the wander was dry. And colorful. Quirky. Full of browsers. . . . Fun seekers   and adorable pups. It was also productive. . . .  But more about that later. Postcards from Paradise.

This week's Haiku My Heart offerings can be found at Rebecca's place . foxglove stands proudly tapping toes with summer's beat   no stately matron 

Do you ever wish to be held gently in strong hands and tenderly led through the shoals of doubt and fear? Today's one of those days for me. I just need to focus and listen for that little voice inside me that provides me with guidance if I'm patient enough.

For joy, for joy. . . . I spy artful faded posters that have been exposed a bin full of stars plaster pieces BEFORE I got too heavy-handed  with the sanding block (oops!) intricate rusty iron gates and odd assortments of shapes and textures. What says JOY to you this week? To play along and share the joy: 1. do a post that tells and shows us  what gives you joy. 2. capture the URL of the specific post  and paste it into the  Mr. Linky box along with your name. 3. Then click the NEXT box If the "next" box doesn't pop up, click the link to go to the page to select your image -- choose one from your post so you'll entice people to visit. 4. visit other players -- as many as possible --  and let their joy infect you.   5. Leave them a comment about their post because everyone enJOYs getting positive feedback. Let's start an epidemic of joy!