From today's email for all of those
Daddy’s little girls…
One day my mother was out and my dad was in charge of me. I was maybe 2 1/2 years old and had just recovered from an accident. Someone had given me a little 'tea set' as a get-well gift and it was one of my favorite toys.
Daddy was in the living room engrossed in the evening news when I brought him a little cup of 'tea', which was just water. After several cups of tea and lots of praise for such yummy tea, my Mom came home.
My Dad made her wait in the living room to watch me bring him a cup of tea, because it was 'just the cutest thing!'
My Mom waited, and sure enough, here I come down the hall with a cup of tea for Daddy and she watches him drink it up.
Then she says (as only a mother would know)...
"Did it ever occur to you that the only place she can reach to get water is the toilet?"...
Monday, May 18, 2009
'tea set' party
Monday, May 11, 2009
The boomerang
Hold 'rang nearly vertical with flat unpainted side away from you. Face into the wind. Then turn about 45° to the right if you are right-handed, or about 45° to the left if you are left-handed.
Cock arm back, with wrist bent backwards. Aim at a point just above the horizon.
Throw with a smooth body motion and a snap of the wrist. Release the boomerang in a nearly vertical plane so that it cartwheels forward.
But there are few hiccups to consider; wrong movements, not enough arching of the wrist, not the right angle to throw it, too much strength when throwing out, the mighty wind, etc etc…
But one thing you can be assured, the boomerang returns to you, broken if the throwing was not handled properly or if you are not aware of what you have thrown out it might decapitate the thrower… that would be catastrophic.. right?
Well the boomerang always returns during a game and also our thoughts are invisible powerful boomerangs that return to us, if not within micro seconds, sometimes during our lives, but they always return to us to enrich our lives or to hunts us…
What we send out must return to us in the same measure plus 10 times more at times…
*-* A person that sends out love, love returns to this person 10 times more
*-* A person that steals $1, gets $10 stolen maybe more
*-* A person that sends out hate, is hated ten times more if not by the same person maybe from others.
*-* A person that sends anger out (like the writer), also runs the risk of receiving 10 times more of the same or maybe stronger negativity from another person…
What we send out returns to us like a boomerang. 
We share knowledge, experiences and that sharing keeps coming back in many ways, like rewards or opportunities to develop into another learning or beneficial experiences, well if the experiences are positive.
Allowing others to take our power place us in the position of sending negativity to others. Finding our way back into alignment with our inner essence helps us to find and reach that rewarding peace of mind and spirit that we all need especially in these times.
I’m thankful to all the (-)experiences I have received as I now realize that I was left open to send the unwanted in the past months.
Forgiveness? I am only responsible for my own actions, yes, politeness takes a good place in our lives too but I feel others feelings are their responsibility as well, they are to be responsible for their own feelings and their doings. I only did what I wanted at the time, whether it made me happy or not it was my own creation, it taught me that I must keep working to achieve that inner peace I much enjoy in good times, I only want good times for the rest of my life.
What do you expect your boomerang to bring you at its return?
Have a nice week… my week has started perfectly great.
More on sport-boomerang throwing at: Gel-Boomerang
Thursday, May 7, 2009
A short taste of Burma
feel the air,
feel the sun,
feel the green,
mother nature at its best,
if only Ghia could return it us,
it would make us almost
divinely complete...
Home...
this is what we left and
hopefully what we return to sooooooon...
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Global fauna in extinction
I had to have these grouped together and it took all afternoon to work it out, give the kids some credit...
Not only the economy is in chaos, our animals are also heading into extinction, let's hope the environment is kind to them.
Friday, April 10, 2009
My artistic child
those were the days were my creativity started developing and
these are few samples of 3D romantic cards. (I ran out of leaves here hehehe)
Gerda Hauge my parchment teacher,
I created another one based on the same pattern but
it was not even close to my original creation.
A nice pattern, an honor to Gerda, I hope she is still delivering her craft.
This lovely butterfly is a Cliff Wraith design,
he had the patience to create the design and
the handcrafting drove us nuts into production,
I made about 4-5 of these butterflies
glued to crystals to turn them into lovely paper weights.
More... and others floating around with my name on it.. :)
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Girls are like apples on trees
Are like apples
on trees. The best ones
are at the top of the tree.
The boys don't want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree
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Well, the self-esteem of the apples at the top is pretty high, going behind the bushes is not an option for them.
And the rotten, over-ripped, soft apples in nice cheap wrappings, they clearly show lack of self-esteem, their lack of personal value is non existing, they just take what is given to them instead of accepting and/or going for what they deserve for being "Valuable Human Beings".
When we know our value we have choices, we demand them because we deserve better, we respect ourselves highly.
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Continue read...Girls are like apples on trees...
Monday, April 6, 2009
Nail in the Fence
There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.
Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.
The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. "A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.
Friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us."
Show your friends how much you care. Share this to everyone you consider a FRIEND, even if it means sending it back to the person who sent it to you. If it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends. Now send this to every friend you have!! And to your family. Please forgive me if I have ever left a hole."Good friends are like stars....
You don't always see them,
but you know they are always there."
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