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Find the details to submit your posts there also!
Yes I am still working on it but come on over anyway! Life is a work in progress, and so is my new blog space!!
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See you there!
Pink Doberman
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
Wow, things have just changed over here at blogger where I have been writing my blog over the past several years.
Oddly enough, I am not sticking around to get used to the new changes. =(
I am happy to report that I have gone uptown with the help of a great web designer who totally hooked me up! He transferred my posts to my new site!! Thanks to Andrew at Shutterhive we make a great team!
I am in the middle of my design process. I can't wait any longer to tell you! So just know as time goes on I will be adjusting and adding features. Andrew does all the heavy lifting and I just make things cute!
As a plug for Shutterhive I'd like to say while I have never met Andrew in person I've been working with him on other things and he has become and indispensable part of the new life I am creating! If you are in need of some great web design let him know that Tonja over at PinkDoberman recommended him and he will totally hook you up! So be sure to come visit the new blog site that Andrew created for me! YipEE!
I am just not sure when I am going to get it all finished out the way I want it! So you get to come over early and enjoy the changes as they happen! Since I am transitioning my life, it is so fantastic to have a transition to my blog.
Woo Hoo!
I've got some great news to share too! Can't wait to spill the good news!
Come on over to PinkDoberman's new home!
Oddly enough, I am not sticking around to get used to the new changes. =(
I am happy to report that I have gone uptown with the help of a great web designer who totally hooked me up! He transferred my posts to my new site!! Thanks to Andrew at Shutterhive we make a great team!
I am in the middle of my design process. I can't wait any longer to tell you! So just know as time goes on I will be adjusting and adding features. Andrew does all the heavy lifting and I just make things cute!
As a plug for Shutterhive I'd like to say while I have never met Andrew in person I've been working with him on other things and he has become and indispensable part of the new life I am creating! If you are in need of some great web design let him know that Tonja over at PinkDoberman recommended him and he will totally hook you up! So be sure to come visit the new blog site that Andrew created for me! YipEE!
I am just not sure when I am going to get it all finished out the way I want it! So you get to come over early and enjoy the changes as they happen! Since I am transitioning my life, it is so fantastic to have a transition to my blog.
Woo Hoo!
I've got some great news to share too! Can't wait to spill the good news!
Come on over to PinkDoberman's new home!
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
ArT GaLLeRY, aNd LiFe
Things have been going quite well. We had an Artists Reception for some of the pictures we've created. Jason worked that day so the gal that helps across the street was gracious and helped that day!
We served cake balls on sticks and marshmallows on sticks and strawberries all covered in white or dark chocolate. It was fantastic! Jason and I worked together on the things as long as we could and then the gal from across the street really picked up the slack and finished things out. I was getting my but kicked by the frosting... Oh yeah, and we also had little spice cupcakes with buttermilk frosting.
Our art was selected to hang at a new gallery, we are in the second round of artists. Which is just fabulous! Jason and I hung it last month. We will be featured in this weeks local paper, as we were interviewed a couple weeks ago. Time has gone by so fast. We've been busy working at so many things.
The evening of the event went quite well, lots of people came, looked and hung out. I am sure they all left a few pounds heavier as well. I had lots of fun, Luka led me around and we took pictures and even made a video of the event. Which was pretty cool...
It was so great to talk to everyone, I am always in such a daze in settings like this. I feel so scattered, and I am not really able to give anyone any sort of attention. But, I hope at least that I managed to tell everyone hello, and thank you for coming.
It sure meant a lot to have such a good showing of people that we knew. We even had some folks that we didn't know attend.
A beautiful harpist played beautiful harp music... and the gallery where which hosted the event served their wine.
We are excited. Our art will hang until the end of July.
I have worked at things when I could in between resting. I haven't really done much around the house otherwise but Jason has. He's been really great, he even hand made the frames for our pictures.
I've been resting and icing my body this whole week now. I've got one and a half more days to do this before we do another shoot. I am excited about it as well. We've got lots of fun things planned and I am working hard to take care of myself so I can keep up.
A little dab will do ya! While I am icing my neck I will be keeping my fingers busy. I am hoping to get an appointment to get silver thumb splints to keep my thumbs from causing me issues. I just have to find someone familiar with the technology so they can properly fit me for them. Hopefully my insurance will cover them.
On to other good news, Jason fixed my scooter!! We thought it was going to be $200 to fix it. So I'd decided that was to much to spend on it, I was starting to look for another one. But... Jason went to a battery store and found the parts to fix it on clearance and he got an additional discount on top of it so it only ended up costing $70. If I am able to get the thumb splints, then I should have no difficulties riding it for a bit. =D So I will be tackling that next! Oh and Jason took apart the whole thing and reassembled the power supply so it will now charge its self with a proper plug in!
The bad news... Luka is really starting to slow down, I am hoping that it is just because he is overweight and out of shape from the winter. We will go for a run in the scooter tomorrow in between my icing myself so he can get moving some more. At the gallery in between leading me around, he would plop down and rest. So, I am hoping he can pick up some more energy here soon, otherwise he may just have to be used for really short trips or completely retired. Which will leave me not able to go out again on my own. Which is not a fun thought.
So.... not sure what to do about this. Raising the money for a new helping dog is stressing me out.
But for right now I will just hope that he needs to get in better shape and see how this goes. He has managed to gain 20 pounds. =(... so he is now also on a diet.
Let's just focus on taking pictures. Maybe if we get enough clients and enough picture orders I won't have to fund raise and I can just earn my next dog. Fingers crossed.
Blessings and much grateful appreciation to everyone who came to our debut and those who will be passing through. Prayers also going out to those effected by the storms and tornadoes.
Pink Doberman
We served cake balls on sticks and marshmallows on sticks and strawberries all covered in white or dark chocolate. It was fantastic! Jason and I worked together on the things as long as we could and then the gal from across the street really picked up the slack and finished things out. I was getting my but kicked by the frosting... Oh yeah, and we also had little spice cupcakes with buttermilk frosting.
Our art was selected to hang at a new gallery, we are in the second round of artists. Which is just fabulous! Jason and I hung it last month. We will be featured in this weeks local paper, as we were interviewed a couple weeks ago. Time has gone by so fast. We've been busy working at so many things.
The evening of the event went quite well, lots of people came, looked and hung out. I am sure they all left a few pounds heavier as well. I had lots of fun, Luka led me around and we took pictures and even made a video of the event. Which was pretty cool...
It was so great to talk to everyone, I am always in such a daze in settings like this. I feel so scattered, and I am not really able to give anyone any sort of attention. But, I hope at least that I managed to tell everyone hello, and thank you for coming.
It sure meant a lot to have such a good showing of people that we knew. We even had some folks that we didn't know attend.
A beautiful harpist played beautiful harp music... and the gallery where which hosted the event served their wine.
We are excited. Our art will hang until the end of July.
I have worked at things when I could in between resting. I haven't really done much around the house otherwise but Jason has. He's been really great, he even hand made the frames for our pictures.
I've been resting and icing my body this whole week now. I've got one and a half more days to do this before we do another shoot. I am excited about it as well. We've got lots of fun things planned and I am working hard to take care of myself so I can keep up.
A little dab will do ya! While I am icing my neck I will be keeping my fingers busy. I am hoping to get an appointment to get silver thumb splints to keep my thumbs from causing me issues. I just have to find someone familiar with the technology so they can properly fit me for them. Hopefully my insurance will cover them.
On to other good news, Jason fixed my scooter!! We thought it was going to be $200 to fix it. So I'd decided that was to much to spend on it, I was starting to look for another one. But... Jason went to a battery store and found the parts to fix it on clearance and he got an additional discount on top of it so it only ended up costing $70. If I am able to get the thumb splints, then I should have no difficulties riding it for a bit. =D So I will be tackling that next! Oh and Jason took apart the whole thing and reassembled the power supply so it will now charge its self with a proper plug in!
The bad news... Luka is really starting to slow down, I am hoping that it is just because he is overweight and out of shape from the winter. We will go for a run in the scooter tomorrow in between my icing myself so he can get moving some more. At the gallery in between leading me around, he would plop down and rest. So, I am hoping he can pick up some more energy here soon, otherwise he may just have to be used for really short trips or completely retired. Which will leave me not able to go out again on my own. Which is not a fun thought.
So.... not sure what to do about this. Raising the money for a new helping dog is stressing me out.
But for right now I will just hope that he needs to get in better shape and see how this goes. He has managed to gain 20 pounds. =(... so he is now also on a diet.
Let's just focus on taking pictures. Maybe if we get enough clients and enough picture orders I won't have to fund raise and I can just earn my next dog. Fingers crossed.
Blessings and much grateful appreciation to everyone who came to our debut and those who will be passing through. Prayers also going out to those effected by the storms and tornadoes.
Pink Doberman
Sunday, May 15, 2011
TaKe ThE TiMe To GeT tHe ShOt... tHeN tAkE SoMe MoRe TiMe To StAy WiTh iT... PeNnY De LoS sAnToS
Presence...
How do you know where you are supposed to be at any given time?
For me this choice has been simplified to a great degree. My life has gone through a major transformation. You'll know this if you've been following me.
But really, given all of the choices I once had I am not sure I would be able to be present enough in this moment to really appreciate all of the things that I am able to witness. The slower pace at which I am able to experience it and the appreciation for the things that others take for granted.
I am far from a scholar. I am by no means an academic. I'd like to say I am a learner. I have always been a learner. I love to glean information. I also like to disseminate it.
I enjoy having a purpose, I am full of passion, and these things have stayed with me throughout my experiences.
The last few days I have been fortunate to participate in a FREE online course. I take in everything I can that is free as I really have no income source that can be spent on such things in an easy manner. The course was a photography class on cooking photography.
During my limited movement days when everyday was spent in bed on major pain medication I would watch PBS and the cooking shows. I learned to cook. I'd of course been given a rudimentary start in cooking with my mother, who tried as she might, finally gave up any hope of turning me into a domestic creature.
I was the kid who used salt instead of sugar. I was distractable and would always be trying to squirm my way out of the house. But now I can cook if I've got the energy. Lord knows I can eat, and I thoroughly enjoy amazing food.
Back to what I experienced over these last days. It started out like any other class. I wasn't able to watch the entire beginning but I caught what I could. I liked the teacher, Penny De Los Santos. She seemed real to me, grounded and open and willing to share. Like so many of the CreativeLIVE teachers.
Her rhythm was different. Unobtrusive calm, formidable, but easy going I found what she said to be deliberate, but with a casual intensity. She knows who she is, and when someone knows who they are they don't have to pretend, they are authentic, vulnerable and yet the words they say have more depth.
I think that most of the teachers that I have experienced in this forum have brought that. I really like that. They are right there with you getting into it, experiencing it, and feeling it while they teach it. These classes are not necessarily pen and paper classes. Parts are. But for the most part they bring you into the experience.
Even from where I sit in bed, in my bedroom with my service dog Luka by my side watching the birds outside my window, my environment fades away and I am in Seattle.
Watching a food photography class really did make me hungry. I was right there getting a steam bath as they took off the burlap which covered the oysters before they were shucked.
I don't know that I will ever go into kitchens to shoot food. I think that may be something dangerous for me to do. But I have come away with the continuing thought of bringing people to experience moments. Opening people up to new experiences and really making them feel as if they are a part of a moment when they see one of my pictures.
I am going to continue to work on this continue to grow and develop my eye and my skills.
I am grateful for the continued opportunity to learn from the best for free. I am amazed by their courage, their skills, and their willingness to put it all out there.
Will I ever be the greatest photographer? Take the greatest photos? I don't know..
What I do hope to do is... I hope to share the message of where I am at, who I am with and what I have gone through. To invite people into places they would never receive an invitation to and to allow them to witness another type of experience from a picture that I have taken. Even if it is one of themselves, I would hope that through what I am learning to do that I would allow someone to see themselves in a brighter light.
There is hope there is a place for us all and we each matter.
Thank you Penny De Los Santos, the entire CreativeLIVE team, and my husband Jason who I annoy with the amount of learning that I continue to involve him with. =)
Support CreativeLIVE so folks like me can continue to watch it for free!
Blessings,
Pink Doberman
Penny's Blog, CreativeLIVE's Site, The Class.
How do you know where you are supposed to be at any given time?
For me this choice has been simplified to a great degree. My life has gone through a major transformation. You'll know this if you've been following me.
But really, given all of the choices I once had I am not sure I would be able to be present enough in this moment to really appreciate all of the things that I am able to witness. The slower pace at which I am able to experience it and the appreciation for the things that others take for granted.
I am far from a scholar. I am by no means an academic. I'd like to say I am a learner. I have always been a learner. I love to glean information. I also like to disseminate it.
I enjoy having a purpose, I am full of passion, and these things have stayed with me throughout my experiences.
The last few days I have been fortunate to participate in a FREE online course. I take in everything I can that is free as I really have no income source that can be spent on such things in an easy manner. The course was a photography class on cooking photography.
During my limited movement days when everyday was spent in bed on major pain medication I would watch PBS and the cooking shows. I learned to cook. I'd of course been given a rudimentary start in cooking with my mother, who tried as she might, finally gave up any hope of turning me into a domestic creature.
I was the kid who used salt instead of sugar. I was distractable and would always be trying to squirm my way out of the house. But now I can cook if I've got the energy. Lord knows I can eat, and I thoroughly enjoy amazing food.
Back to what I experienced over these last days. It started out like any other class. I wasn't able to watch the entire beginning but I caught what I could. I liked the teacher, Penny De Los Santos. She seemed real to me, grounded and open and willing to share. Like so many of the CreativeLIVE teachers.
Her rhythm was different. Unobtrusive calm, formidable, but easy going I found what she said to be deliberate, but with a casual intensity. She knows who she is, and when someone knows who they are they don't have to pretend, they are authentic, vulnerable and yet the words they say have more depth.
I think that most of the teachers that I have experienced in this forum have brought that. I really like that. They are right there with you getting into it, experiencing it, and feeling it while they teach it. These classes are not necessarily pen and paper classes. Parts are. But for the most part they bring you into the experience.
Even from where I sit in bed, in my bedroom with my service dog Luka by my side watching the birds outside my window, my environment fades away and I am in Seattle.
Watching a food photography class really did make me hungry. I was right there getting a steam bath as they took off the burlap which covered the oysters before they were shucked.
I don't know that I will ever go into kitchens to shoot food. I think that may be something dangerous for me to do. But I have come away with the continuing thought of bringing people to experience moments. Opening people up to new experiences and really making them feel as if they are a part of a moment when they see one of my pictures.
I am going to continue to work on this continue to grow and develop my eye and my skills.
I am grateful for the continued opportunity to learn from the best for free. I am amazed by their courage, their skills, and their willingness to put it all out there.
Will I ever be the greatest photographer? Take the greatest photos? I don't know..
What I do hope to do is... I hope to share the message of where I am at, who I am with and what I have gone through. To invite people into places they would never receive an invitation to and to allow them to witness another type of experience from a picture that I have taken. Even if it is one of themselves, I would hope that through what I am learning to do that I would allow someone to see themselves in a brighter light.
There is hope there is a place for us all and we each matter.
Thank you Penny De Los Santos, the entire CreativeLIVE team, and my husband Jason who I annoy with the amount of learning that I continue to involve him with. =)
Support CreativeLIVE so folks like me can continue to watch it for free!
Blessings,
Pink Doberman
Penny's Blog, CreativeLIVE's Site, The Class.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Celiac - Ehlers Danlos - Service / Assistance Dog - CreativeLIVE
Well, I've been wondering about what to write about. I've several things on my mind.
First of all I'd like to say that it is National Ehlers Danlos Awareness Month (EDS). I have EDS. On it's own with out my accident I would probably be able to hold down a job combined with the accident and another issue which I will get to in a moment...well lets just say I am doing the best I can. Some of the other folks with EDS are not so lucky. Take a moment to learn more about EDS.
Secondly I would like to say that it is National Celiac Awareness Month. Did you know that they say one out of every 10 people has a Gluten Reaction and that one out of every 133 is Celiac? Here are SOME of the symptoms folks with Celiac's experience.
Did you know that right now there is PENDING legislation.. Pending since 2008 that would require clear labeling of Gluten Free Foods so that those with Celiac's and those who have an allergy are not made ill? Learn more here.
This is a place that you can go to sign the petition asking for proper labeling. They already do it for peanuts and other food issues.
Here are the links I am currently checking out.
Huffington Post about the need for proper food labels
I've been wondering about Genetically Modified foods... I read this link from the Institute for Responsible Technology
Tips for avoiding Genetically Modified foods.. Link Non GMO Food Guide
Celiac Disease Symptoms From the Celiac Disease Foundation
National Digestive Diseases Clearinghouse NDDIC More information..
Disabled Officer fights for equal access... Fort Worth WFAA.com
Costly Mistake Portland Press Herald
And my Favorite Learning Place! Where I can learn no matter how much I earn. Because it is free when you watch it LIVE! Up next week... I will be learning how to photograph food! CreativeLIVE is a CreativeSPOONIE's Opportunity!
Lots on my mind...
Pink Doberman
First of all I'd like to say that it is National Ehlers Danlos Awareness Month (EDS). I have EDS. On it's own with out my accident I would probably be able to hold down a job combined with the accident and another issue which I will get to in a moment...well lets just say I am doing the best I can. Some of the other folks with EDS are not so lucky. Take a moment to learn more about EDS.
Secondly I would like to say that it is National Celiac Awareness Month. Did you know that they say one out of every 10 people has a Gluten Reaction and that one out of every 133 is Celiac? Here are SOME of the symptoms folks with Celiac's experience.
Did you know that right now there is PENDING legislation.. Pending since 2008 that would require clear labeling of Gluten Free Foods so that those with Celiac's and those who have an allergy are not made ill? Learn more here.
This is a place that you can go to sign the petition asking for proper labeling. They already do it for peanuts and other food issues.
Here are the links I am currently checking out.
Huffington Post about the need for proper food labels
I've been wondering about Genetically Modified foods... I read this link from the Institute for Responsible Technology
Tips for avoiding Genetically Modified foods.. Link Non GMO Food Guide
Celiac Disease Symptoms From the Celiac Disease Foundation
National Digestive Diseases Clearinghouse NDDIC More information..
Disabled Officer fights for equal access... Fort Worth WFAA.com
Costly Mistake Portland Press Herald
And my Favorite Learning Place! Where I can learn no matter how much I earn. Because it is free when you watch it LIVE! Up next week... I will be learning how to photograph food! CreativeLIVE is a CreativeSPOONIE's Opportunity!
Lots on my mind...
Pink Doberman
Friday, April 22, 2011
About Luka & Service/Assistance Dogs
Luka now has his own page on this site!
It is something I've been meaning to do for a while now. I finally got it done. You'll have to check out the tabs at the top of this post!
I have also included on that page information about Service/Assistance Dogs. An easy place to send folks who have questions.
Thinks are going well, I got some AMAZING test results, which I will share soon. And I am waiting for more. I am hopeful.
Jason's been busy working and making picture frames. It has finally gotten nice enough for him to mow, and is dry enough, and he is home so that is what he is out doing now.
Some how my neck flared up again a couple days ago, I am wearing my new glasses and I seem to be taking my sweet time adjusting to those as well. Ice packs and lying flat on my back are my friends. I am getting more movies watched and more photography training watched as well.
We've started re arranging some things so I can do some picture taking in an easier fashion. But that has come to a stand still for the moment. Until I can start moving around again. Hope that will be soon, as this is never fun for me. I finally broke down and took my pain medication today. I had been trying to get through with out it. Which is stupid I know.
It takes the edge off but it doesn't take the pain away. At least I can think a little better now.
That is about it. Hope you are having a good day too. Make the most of it!
Hugs
Pink Doberman
It is something I've been meaning to do for a while now. I finally got it done. You'll have to check out the tabs at the top of this post!
I have also included on that page information about Service/Assistance Dogs. An easy place to send folks who have questions.
Thinks are going well, I got some AMAZING test results, which I will share soon. And I am waiting for more. I am hopeful.
Jason's been busy working and making picture frames. It has finally gotten nice enough for him to mow, and is dry enough, and he is home so that is what he is out doing now.
Some how my neck flared up again a couple days ago, I am wearing my new glasses and I seem to be taking my sweet time adjusting to those as well. Ice packs and lying flat on my back are my friends. I am getting more movies watched and more photography training watched as well.
We've started re arranging some things so I can do some picture taking in an easier fashion. But that has come to a stand still for the moment. Until I can start moving around again. Hope that will be soon, as this is never fun for me. I finally broke down and took my pain medication today. I had been trying to get through with out it. Which is stupid I know.
It takes the edge off but it doesn't take the pain away. At least I can think a little better now.
That is about it. Hope you are having a good day too. Make the most of it!
Hugs
Pink Doberman
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Treating my TBI - Dr. James Nedrow my Eye Doctor
I was resting today, I've been resting a lot. Well in part due to the fact that the other night I read a book on my Kindle all night long. A bad habit I got into as a child I am afraid. However even before this it has been much harder to get everything done.
Things had gotten easier. I mean to say that Thinking actually HURTS. I know it is strange to have that be someone's reality. But it physically hurts me to think. I had come to a point where I was able to do more and still have good energy.
I fell again. The other day. I think I wrote about it but I don't recall for sure. One moment I was standing the next I am on the ground. This fall was JUST after I mean like immediately after my Dr. had just given me the nearly clear to drive from his perspective!
I guess that knocked my head around just enough that I am back to square one. I have just gotten my new glasses in the little box and so I hope I will soon be back to thinking with out so much pain.
My Doctor: Dr. James Nedrow Yes, you can visit his website and contact his staff if you wish. I don't think I get anything for telling you about him. I just get the satisfaction of knowing that I may be helping someone else who has been suffering similarly to me. He is not a regular Eye Doctor. His website does not do justice to the issues that he can help.
I am thrilled for my new lenses in my glasses. THRILLED. Soon it will be easier to think again. (Yes there is a reason it hurts me to think and the glasses help fix this and a myriad of other issues I have due to getting banged around) Dr. Nedrow can measure it on his computers.
At any rate things are going well. Difficult but well. I have found the place I want to get my new Assistance Dog from. I am going to start saving my pennies again. I am going to need to come up with $8,000 - $10,000 to get a dog trained for me.
I had really been hoping to use one of the local Nebraska non-profit training places. But it looks like that is not going to happen. So, I have found a for profit place that actually trains and places many dogs a year and can train one perfect for me!
So that is where I will be getting my dog. Unless there is another miracle. =)
I have also FINALLY started getting all of the tests and appointments done that I had been putting off. I have two left to go. Which I have just gotten scheduled today.
So.... hopefully they will find that everything is just fine and I am doing better!! That is my wish anyway! Or at least not worse.
One day at a time right?
Blessings,
Pink Doberman
Things had gotten easier. I mean to say that Thinking actually HURTS. I know it is strange to have that be someone's reality. But it physically hurts me to think. I had come to a point where I was able to do more and still have good energy.
I fell again. The other day. I think I wrote about it but I don't recall for sure. One moment I was standing the next I am on the ground. This fall was JUST after I mean like immediately after my Dr. had just given me the nearly clear to drive from his perspective!
I guess that knocked my head around just enough that I am back to square one. I have just gotten my new glasses in the little box and so I hope I will soon be back to thinking with out so much pain.
My Doctor: Dr. James Nedrow Yes, you can visit his website and contact his staff if you wish. I don't think I get anything for telling you about him. I just get the satisfaction of knowing that I may be helping someone else who has been suffering similarly to me. He is not a regular Eye Doctor. His website does not do justice to the issues that he can help.
I am thrilled for my new lenses in my glasses. THRILLED. Soon it will be easier to think again. (Yes there is a reason it hurts me to think and the glasses help fix this and a myriad of other issues I have due to getting banged around) Dr. Nedrow can measure it on his computers.
At any rate things are going well. Difficult but well. I have found the place I want to get my new Assistance Dog from. I am going to start saving my pennies again. I am going to need to come up with $8,000 - $10,000 to get a dog trained for me.
I had really been hoping to use one of the local Nebraska non-profit training places. But it looks like that is not going to happen. So, I have found a for profit place that actually trains and places many dogs a year and can train one perfect for me!
So that is where I will be getting my dog. Unless there is another miracle. =)
I have also FINALLY started getting all of the tests and appointments done that I had been putting off. I have two left to go. Which I have just gotten scheduled today.
So.... hopefully they will find that everything is just fine and I am doing better!! That is my wish anyway! Or at least not worse.
One day at a time right?
Blessings,
Pink Doberman
Thursday, March 31, 2011
MR. Robinson
Waking up this morning I am headed off to do something that I've known was coming but wished wouldn't have ever happened.
We have the most lovely neighbors. Each one. Even though we don't know some as well as others. We live in a fantastic neighborhood. One that watches out for one another and while we all aren't overly social, we are all neighborly nosy.
Not in a bad way, just in an I am paying attention to make sure that you are alright way. No gossip, just genuine concern. It is simple really, we all like where we live and we like who lives by us.
And change for our little "hood" is hard. This week it changed. One of our oldest and most heroic and most loved neighbors has passed away.
I can't help but think of his wife today, she is quite heroic herself. Without going into more details, I will just simply say that in spite of everything, she was at her husbands side nearly everyday while he was in the nursing home eating meals with him and spending time with him. It was a lovely thing to see. It is a rare quality these days. Maybe not for their generation, but for many to come it is going to be.
I am lucky to have seen this first hand in my own life. My grand parents did this as well as my parents. I am the luckiest girl in the world that I have also found this amazing quality in my spouse.
Change is hard. It is hard when it happens fast and it is hard when it happens slow and you have time to plan. I don't know which is worse.
Change is ever constant. The only security we really have is that we get choose how we feel and for the most part what we do in each moment as it passes. All of the planing, dreaming, and saving for the future does nothing if your moments run out.
To survive the changes, to be proactive in setting your life up to change, you must be mentally prepared for it. Or when it happens you must be willing to move on. For some of us, it can take a while. If you've been following my blog since the beginning you will know that I've not always been the most graceful at change. I've fought it. I've tried to hold on to the comforts of what I had planned and loved.
In the end what I loved most was my marriage. I still have that. I let everything else go. Sometimes there are choices to be made. Prices to pay, when change happens. I am still going through changes, we all are. My neighbor will be going through some pretty big ones. I sit here typing, and hoping that she will be strong enough to make it through them.
I also sit here typing as my life is still changing, and I hope that I too will be strong enough to make it through the changes that are to come. In a grace filled manner. Grace is often something I find lacking in myself. I am more like a bumbling bull in a china shop. The harder I try to be careful the more I end up breaking.
When I earned my first MK car, I had to do a lot of changing. The year my mother passed which was before this blog started was within the same time period of nine-eleven and when Mary Kay Ash also passed... That was an amazingly trying time for me. But some how those things propelled me. Forward to working harder and smarter and living a fuller life.
Mentally mostly, and in my actions as well, but it was mostly a mental game for me. When I've lost my MK International business, I felt broken, lost and sick. When I lost my U.S. MK business, I was nearly done for. I lost my ability to control my body, my freedoms, and my mental awareness due to the amount of medications I was on to control my physical pain.
Activities limited. Life seemingly cut short. Wanting to die myself. I was in Hell. The only thing that kept me going was that Jason was here for me. While I really did not want to I finally did accept all of the changes that had taken place. I did accept that my life might be lived from a bed lying flat for the rest of my life, and that my life might only involve trips to the Dr. and the ER.
I held out hope, and it set out to start diminishing... I'd try this, and I'd try that... Each suggestion offered I did not roll my eyes at, I just tried it.
You might wonder why I am writing this now. Well the heroic man who lived next door often found himself doing much of the same thing I am doing. I am not calling him a hero for this, he truly was a decorated hero. But I think he was one also for the consistent fight he showed in his life as well. He went through unseen difficulties. And literally so. He didn't like where he was, but he was full of grace, most moments of the day. He had learned to live with change, while he didn't like it may not have embraced it he did what he needed to do to survive it. To do so with love in his life and love for those around him.
I think that is one of the most courageous things.
As far as change goes, as long as I am alive and far past the time I am gone there is one thing that is consistent and that is change. I am trying to embrace it. Sometimes I do this well and other times..
I may need some extra prayers.
Wishing you all of God's Grace and Mercy Mr. Robinson.
Pink Doberman
We have the most lovely neighbors. Each one. Even though we don't know some as well as others. We live in a fantastic neighborhood. One that watches out for one another and while we all aren't overly social, we are all neighborly nosy.
Not in a bad way, just in an I am paying attention to make sure that you are alright way. No gossip, just genuine concern. It is simple really, we all like where we live and we like who lives by us.
And change for our little "hood" is hard. This week it changed. One of our oldest and most heroic and most loved neighbors has passed away.
I can't help but think of his wife today, she is quite heroic herself. Without going into more details, I will just simply say that in spite of everything, she was at her husbands side nearly everyday while he was in the nursing home eating meals with him and spending time with him. It was a lovely thing to see. It is a rare quality these days. Maybe not for their generation, but for many to come it is going to be.
I am lucky to have seen this first hand in my own life. My grand parents did this as well as my parents. I am the luckiest girl in the world that I have also found this amazing quality in my spouse.
Change is hard. It is hard when it happens fast and it is hard when it happens slow and you have time to plan. I don't know which is worse.
Change is ever constant. The only security we really have is that we get choose how we feel and for the most part what we do in each moment as it passes. All of the planing, dreaming, and saving for the future does nothing if your moments run out.
To survive the changes, to be proactive in setting your life up to change, you must be mentally prepared for it. Or when it happens you must be willing to move on. For some of us, it can take a while. If you've been following my blog since the beginning you will know that I've not always been the most graceful at change. I've fought it. I've tried to hold on to the comforts of what I had planned and loved.
In the end what I loved most was my marriage. I still have that. I let everything else go. Sometimes there are choices to be made. Prices to pay, when change happens. I am still going through changes, we all are. My neighbor will be going through some pretty big ones. I sit here typing, and hoping that she will be strong enough to make it through them.
I also sit here typing as my life is still changing, and I hope that I too will be strong enough to make it through the changes that are to come. In a grace filled manner. Grace is often something I find lacking in myself. I am more like a bumbling bull in a china shop. The harder I try to be careful the more I end up breaking.
When I earned my first MK car, I had to do a lot of changing. The year my mother passed which was before this blog started was within the same time period of nine-eleven and when Mary Kay Ash also passed... That was an amazingly trying time for me. But some how those things propelled me. Forward to working harder and smarter and living a fuller life.
Mentally mostly, and in my actions as well, but it was mostly a mental game for me. When I've lost my MK International business, I felt broken, lost and sick. When I lost my U.S. MK business, I was nearly done for. I lost my ability to control my body, my freedoms, and my mental awareness due to the amount of medications I was on to control my physical pain.
Activities limited. Life seemingly cut short. Wanting to die myself. I was in Hell. The only thing that kept me going was that Jason was here for me. While I really did not want to I finally did accept all of the changes that had taken place. I did accept that my life might be lived from a bed lying flat for the rest of my life, and that my life might only involve trips to the Dr. and the ER.
I held out hope, and it set out to start diminishing... I'd try this, and I'd try that... Each suggestion offered I did not roll my eyes at, I just tried it.
You might wonder why I am writing this now. Well the heroic man who lived next door often found himself doing much of the same thing I am doing. I am not calling him a hero for this, he truly was a decorated hero. But I think he was one also for the consistent fight he showed in his life as well. He went through unseen difficulties. And literally so. He didn't like where he was, but he was full of grace, most moments of the day. He had learned to live with change, while he didn't like it may not have embraced it he did what he needed to do to survive it. To do so with love in his life and love for those around him.
I think that is one of the most courageous things.
As far as change goes, as long as I am alive and far past the time I am gone there is one thing that is consistent and that is change. I am trying to embrace it. Sometimes I do this well and other times..
I may need some extra prayers.
Wishing you all of God's Grace and Mercy Mr. Robinson.
Pink Doberman
Monday, March 28, 2011
AgEd EyEs
How often do you revisit things you have done in the past? Examine them, and take a fresh look?
I don't mean second guessing, I just mean looking at something as it is through fresh eyes with and aged perspective. You could have done it last week, six months ago or several years ago.
I know most things don't need revisiting. But often times I have found looking at things through different eyes having now been through different experiences, adjusts an outcome or a perception or a feeling.
It is easy for me to do this now with my photography.
As it has been for years taking the picture actually snapping the shutter is only a small fraction of what it takes for a photo to really come to life.
The next step is the development of the picture. There are many ways, and infinite amount really of different techniques and different methods. Ansel Adams a very famous photographer was genius at this. When he was exposing his images to light he would adjust the length of time each area was exposed. This subtle adjustment in the developing and printing stage was key in achieving the moody, emotional, evocative prints he sold. As his negative projected he would hold up hand made tools that would help him to create his vision. He charted what he did in notes that only he understood.
When he would make the "same" picture after a period of years his style would have adjusted, when he may have preferred dark gray tones to black ones earlier in his life and as he aged his perspective shifted and so did his art.
I have found this to be the case with my workings as well. What I liked at one time, and I created at one moment, has in a future date and place shifted with age, experience, perspective, education, emotions... really an infinite amount of things come into play when creating something.
One day while working on a photo my mood may have been somber. Or I may have been medicated and feeling much pain, I may have been happy or I may have just been overwhelmed by the beauty of an image.
I occasionally will find that I am spent. I have nothing left to give, no perspective, no vision. I just stare. That is when Jason being the smart man that he is tells me to go buy some shoes, or we do something different.
Being such a visual person, I find it difficult to relay what I am thinking to Jason... in many cases he is my shutter pusher. In many cases he is his own shutter pusher. I am often my own shutter pusher. We have distinct styles. He can see them clearly, in my minds eye they blur together a bit more. I am influenced by his likings and he has been influenced by mine.
I don't know that we will ever see through the same eyes, but I hope that we never do. Different perspective is a gift. He offers what I would have never seen and vice-versa. In one moment we have two different aged views. I don't have to wait another moment to gain a fresh set of eyes.
A while back he and a buddy went to Yellowstone. Of course he took his camera. It was not a trip for me. Hiking and such.. he'd really love to take me so I could see for my own eyes the grandeur and feel what he felt while he was there. But getting to see what he saw through his camera lens was also incredible. He took pictures he recorded his sights to share with me. He froze moments in time in an effort to relay what he was feeling at these moments and to share what he was seeing.
Can a picture do Yellowstone justice. I highly doubt it. It can however convey some of the emotion that you may have felt standing there. For him, seeing the pictures again, especially now that we've gotten a couple of them on canvas, he can channel the feelings that he personally felt when standing there and gazing at the marvelous scene before him.
While I was not there, I have never been there. I have watched television shows on Yellowstone, but with out seeing it in person I don't have those memories etched in my mind. When I work on those photographs as I am now doing for the second time... I look at each image with a fresh eye. I start from the negative that was given when the shutter went off.
I take all that the camera recorded and then I begin sculpting it to make it my own. To make this image into something that I feel has a soul, that offers someone who views it a perspective, an emotion, an interest, or a feeling to want to know more. Maybe a sense of peace... possibilities are once again endless..
Someone may even have a negative reaction to what I have done. That is good too. Allowing people to feel something, to realize something to be alive enough to cause a reaction.
I find that in comparing how I chose to expose an image before and how I am choosing to expose an image now to be a dichotomy of sorts. The one image that comes to mind that I just worked on compared side to side with the same image I had exposed nearly a year or so ago.. you of course can tell it is the same image. However at the time I had originally worked on it I had focused on the sky. When I did it this time I was drawn to focus the attention on the land.
All I can tell you about why I changed is that today the image with the focus on the land made me feel more grounded. More steady. Maybe right now today I am more grounded than I was a year ago. Maybe there is no more need to read into this any more than I just liked it better this way now.
I don't know, but it struck me as I put the final touches on it that the image was made stronger for having the focus on the land. However when looking at the image from before, I felt a sense of lightness as well.
Funny huh? Deep? Probably just a little loony.
I wanted to take some time to explain what I went through while working on this picture. I have a whole series left to get through. I am creating our gallery.
Tomorrow Jason and I will have more pictures to take. He's got some amazing ideas too, I can't wait to see what he see's through his eyes.
Take some time to look at something in your life through fresh eyes.
Blessings,
Pink Doberman
I don't mean second guessing, I just mean looking at something as it is through fresh eyes with and aged perspective. You could have done it last week, six months ago or several years ago.
I know most things don't need revisiting. But often times I have found looking at things through different eyes having now been through different experiences, adjusts an outcome or a perception or a feeling.
It is easy for me to do this now with my photography.
As it has been for years taking the picture actually snapping the shutter is only a small fraction of what it takes for a photo to really come to life.
The next step is the development of the picture. There are many ways, and infinite amount really of different techniques and different methods. Ansel Adams a very famous photographer was genius at this. When he was exposing his images to light he would adjust the length of time each area was exposed. This subtle adjustment in the developing and printing stage was key in achieving the moody, emotional, evocative prints he sold. As his negative projected he would hold up hand made tools that would help him to create his vision. He charted what he did in notes that only he understood.
When he would make the "same" picture after a period of years his style would have adjusted, when he may have preferred dark gray tones to black ones earlier in his life and as he aged his perspective shifted and so did his art.
I have found this to be the case with my workings as well. What I liked at one time, and I created at one moment, has in a future date and place shifted with age, experience, perspective, education, emotions... really an infinite amount of things come into play when creating something.
One day while working on a photo my mood may have been somber. Or I may have been medicated and feeling much pain, I may have been happy or I may have just been overwhelmed by the beauty of an image.
I occasionally will find that I am spent. I have nothing left to give, no perspective, no vision. I just stare. That is when Jason being the smart man that he is tells me to go buy some shoes, or we do something different.
Being such a visual person, I find it difficult to relay what I am thinking to Jason... in many cases he is my shutter pusher. In many cases he is his own shutter pusher. I am often my own shutter pusher. We have distinct styles. He can see them clearly, in my minds eye they blur together a bit more. I am influenced by his likings and he has been influenced by mine.
I don't know that we will ever see through the same eyes, but I hope that we never do. Different perspective is a gift. He offers what I would have never seen and vice-versa. In one moment we have two different aged views. I don't have to wait another moment to gain a fresh set of eyes.
A while back he and a buddy went to Yellowstone. Of course he took his camera. It was not a trip for me. Hiking and such.. he'd really love to take me so I could see for my own eyes the grandeur and feel what he felt while he was there. But getting to see what he saw through his camera lens was also incredible. He took pictures he recorded his sights to share with me. He froze moments in time in an effort to relay what he was feeling at these moments and to share what he was seeing.
Can a picture do Yellowstone justice. I highly doubt it. It can however convey some of the emotion that you may have felt standing there. For him, seeing the pictures again, especially now that we've gotten a couple of them on canvas, he can channel the feelings that he personally felt when standing there and gazing at the marvelous scene before him.
While I was not there, I have never been there. I have watched television shows on Yellowstone, but with out seeing it in person I don't have those memories etched in my mind. When I work on those photographs as I am now doing for the second time... I look at each image with a fresh eye. I start from the negative that was given when the shutter went off.
I take all that the camera recorded and then I begin sculpting it to make it my own. To make this image into something that I feel has a soul, that offers someone who views it a perspective, an emotion, an interest, or a feeling to want to know more. Maybe a sense of peace... possibilities are once again endless..
Someone may even have a negative reaction to what I have done. That is good too. Allowing people to feel something, to realize something to be alive enough to cause a reaction.
I find that in comparing how I chose to expose an image before and how I am choosing to expose an image now to be a dichotomy of sorts. The one image that comes to mind that I just worked on compared side to side with the same image I had exposed nearly a year or so ago.. you of course can tell it is the same image. However at the time I had originally worked on it I had focused on the sky. When I did it this time I was drawn to focus the attention on the land.
All I can tell you about why I changed is that today the image with the focus on the land made me feel more grounded. More steady. Maybe right now today I am more grounded than I was a year ago. Maybe there is no more need to read into this any more than I just liked it better this way now.
I don't know, but it struck me as I put the final touches on it that the image was made stronger for having the focus on the land. However when looking at the image from before, I felt a sense of lightness as well.
Funny huh? Deep? Probably just a little loony.
I wanted to take some time to explain what I went through while working on this picture. I have a whole series left to get through. I am creating our gallery.
Tomorrow Jason and I will have more pictures to take. He's got some amazing ideas too, I can't wait to see what he see's through his eyes.
Take some time to look at something in your life through fresh eyes.
Blessings,
Pink Doberman
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
PiNk DoBeRmAn = ArTiSt
Some things are not dramatic. I think that is just fine. Sometimes the simple things that cause no notice are the absolute best.
I am all about fashion of course, I have been that way since I could speak. However these days I really gravitate toward the simple classic things that you can wear over time. I started doing this about 10 years ago, as taught by my Mary Kay Mentor Joyce. (I secretly think she knows everything) Well mostly so anyway.
At any rate, as I go through my life I realized when it came to choosing what went in my life at least for the long term was going to be a classic. Car's excluded... My first car that I purchased was a little sporty Nissan with a sunroof two doors, and about as much room inside as a carry on suitcase. It was black had headlights that flipped up and I adored it. Needless to say my father was less than proud of my purchase, as he prefers white cars and would always choose the stable variety over the sporty one.
Those were the days when my taste in clothing, men, and, pretty much everything else changed every five seconds. =) Impulsive, carefree, delighted, living on a cloud... my life was glorious.
I remember who I was then, I carry her with me still, if I am not careful she'll explode and pop out and create all sorts of messes! Happy ones!
Practicality can be boring, but consistency does breed security. While many people including myself strive for a life that goes great all of the time, the consistent moments can easily all blur into a moment and you will feel as if you've never lived. Mixing life up adding the creative side to the practical side makes my life so much richer.
I have the opportunity now to enjoy both, where as when I was younger I don't think I would have grasped the duality in such a blending manner. It isn't as I have set out to follow my life along a certain path. I have at some points, mainly I've focused on setting goals that help me to achieve dreams.
For some time now I've not been a very good dreamer. I've struggled with finding a dream that I feel I can make come true. Wishing for my past paths is not going to get me anywhere, and finding a new one has been a challenge that has taken me years.
I have gifts and skills, I am blessed, I know this. I am grateful. But when you are given gifts at least in my case I have a guilt inside if I am not utilizing them at least in some degree. God doesn't make junk!
So I've been looking for a way to turn my gifts into something realistically achievable with my current physical and mental abilities and stamina. It didn't really click for me until Jason wanted a camera again. (I've always loved taking pictures, I did so as a child, in 4-H) I enjoyed it. I can't say I was ever that good at it, but I had fun with it. Over the years I improved. I even dabbled in a bit of editing that I picked up through my sister.
At any rate, he started going crazy with taking the pictures, bringing his prizes back to show me after his morning adventures. I've had a bird feeder for some time out my window, and I began grabbing the camera for a few shots of the birds. (couldn't hold it for much longer than that)
What do you know, I improved, my strength holding the camera improved and well.. my hubby enjoyed it and I enjoyed it.. so we've now created our own little "hobby business".
I am an artist. A Photographer.
I am able to combine my classic with my artistic, and continue living my life in a way that interests and excites me. I will venture to say that I won't be becoming a millionaire.. But I'll be giving my mind something positive to focus on and creating art that people can enjoy.
These past 6+ years I have only been able to banter around in my home or lay in bed in my room much of the time.. the art on my walls and the birds outside my window, have been a great distraction and interest for me. When your body stops being able to move easily, your mind finds other ways of looking at life. (If you let it.)
What I used to never notice or pay attention to I now am able to spend more time studying, and really seeing what is around me. Listening to what things have to say, feeling an emotion when I see an image, really take the time to appreciate something instead of quickly glossing over something and never really comprehending the beauty, the thought behind it, or the intention of it.
My grandmothers both shared this side of life with me. In different ways. One grandmother was all about photos and family history, the other was about the birds, and butterflies outside her window. Both took the time to really understand and to soak in what it means to be apart of this life.
The pictures I take are not really the important part of the equation, the important part is what you feel when you are in their presence.
I hope you take some time to appreciate the beauty of the things around you. Feel what it is saying to you.
Blessings,
Pink Doberman
I am all about fashion of course, I have been that way since I could speak. However these days I really gravitate toward the simple classic things that you can wear over time. I started doing this about 10 years ago, as taught by my Mary Kay Mentor Joyce. (I secretly think she knows everything) Well mostly so anyway.
At any rate, as I go through my life I realized when it came to choosing what went in my life at least for the long term was going to be a classic. Car's excluded... My first car that I purchased was a little sporty Nissan with a sunroof two doors, and about as much room inside as a carry on suitcase. It was black had headlights that flipped up and I adored it. Needless to say my father was less than proud of my purchase, as he prefers white cars and would always choose the stable variety over the sporty one.
Those were the days when my taste in clothing, men, and, pretty much everything else changed every five seconds. =) Impulsive, carefree, delighted, living on a cloud... my life was glorious.
I remember who I was then, I carry her with me still, if I am not careful she'll explode and pop out and create all sorts of messes! Happy ones!
Practicality can be boring, but consistency does breed security. While many people including myself strive for a life that goes great all of the time, the consistent moments can easily all blur into a moment and you will feel as if you've never lived. Mixing life up adding the creative side to the practical side makes my life so much richer.
I have the opportunity now to enjoy both, where as when I was younger I don't think I would have grasped the duality in such a blending manner. It isn't as I have set out to follow my life along a certain path. I have at some points, mainly I've focused on setting goals that help me to achieve dreams.
For some time now I've not been a very good dreamer. I've struggled with finding a dream that I feel I can make come true. Wishing for my past paths is not going to get me anywhere, and finding a new one has been a challenge that has taken me years.
I have gifts and skills, I am blessed, I know this. I am grateful. But when you are given gifts at least in my case I have a guilt inside if I am not utilizing them at least in some degree. God doesn't make junk!
So I've been looking for a way to turn my gifts into something realistically achievable with my current physical and mental abilities and stamina. It didn't really click for me until Jason wanted a camera again. (I've always loved taking pictures, I did so as a child, in 4-H) I enjoyed it. I can't say I was ever that good at it, but I had fun with it. Over the years I improved. I even dabbled in a bit of editing that I picked up through my sister.
At any rate, he started going crazy with taking the pictures, bringing his prizes back to show me after his morning adventures. I've had a bird feeder for some time out my window, and I began grabbing the camera for a few shots of the birds. (couldn't hold it for much longer than that)
What do you know, I improved, my strength holding the camera improved and well.. my hubby enjoyed it and I enjoyed it.. so we've now created our own little "hobby business".
I am an artist. A Photographer.
I am able to combine my classic with my artistic, and continue living my life in a way that interests and excites me. I will venture to say that I won't be becoming a millionaire.. But I'll be giving my mind something positive to focus on and creating art that people can enjoy.
These past 6+ years I have only been able to banter around in my home or lay in bed in my room much of the time.. the art on my walls and the birds outside my window, have been a great distraction and interest for me. When your body stops being able to move easily, your mind finds other ways of looking at life. (If you let it.)
What I used to never notice or pay attention to I now am able to spend more time studying, and really seeing what is around me. Listening to what things have to say, feeling an emotion when I see an image, really take the time to appreciate something instead of quickly glossing over something and never really comprehending the beauty, the thought behind it, or the intention of it.
My grandmothers both shared this side of life with me. In different ways. One grandmother was all about photos and family history, the other was about the birds, and butterflies outside her window. Both took the time to really understand and to soak in what it means to be apart of this life.
The pictures I take are not really the important part of the equation, the important part is what you feel when you are in their presence.
I hope you take some time to appreciate the beauty of the things around you. Feel what it is saying to you.
Blessings,
Pink Doberman
Saturday, March 12, 2011
My HeArT On A StRiNg
I've met many people in many ways over many days. None of them struck me as he did that day. We'd gone out before this, and had fun, mildly awkwardly so. Interesting but not overwhelmingly so. Similar in familiar ways but something was different this day.
His guard came down, he was real with me. So real. The special kind of real that you can feel the sincerity and the moment lives on forever through that one space and time. It a feeling of symbiosis of clarity, of no barriers, no hidden moments.
Where everything has laid itself out there on the line. The worst and the best all at the same time. No one had ever been that frankly honest. Shared what he shared and in the way that he shared it that day.
It was special, the moments were special and after these moments and this time it was all going to change. I knew it. I felt it. I had been in so many moments before where the walls were gated and held tight with every ounce of energy one could muster. Other times moments would show cracks.
No moment had crumbled before me so sincerely before and my breath was taken away. I remember lying there. Listening. Listening. His voice softly sharing his soul and his secrets. I could feel his pain through his words and his soul shown through his eyes and his cracking voice.
It was only the fifth time I had ever been in his presence or he in mine. I knew then what I know now. That he would have my heart on a string from that moment on.
Blessings,
Pink Doberman
His guard came down, he was real with me. So real. The special kind of real that you can feel the sincerity and the moment lives on forever through that one space and time. It a feeling of symbiosis of clarity, of no barriers, no hidden moments.
Where everything has laid itself out there on the line. The worst and the best all at the same time. No one had ever been that frankly honest. Shared what he shared and in the way that he shared it that day.
It was special, the moments were special and after these moments and this time it was all going to change. I knew it. I felt it. I had been in so many moments before where the walls were gated and held tight with every ounce of energy one could muster. Other times moments would show cracks.
No moment had crumbled before me so sincerely before and my breath was taken away. I remember lying there. Listening. Listening. His voice softly sharing his soul and his secrets. I could feel his pain through his words and his soul shown through his eyes and his cracking voice.
It was only the fifth time I had ever been in his presence or he in mine. I knew then what I know now. That he would have my heart on a string from that moment on.
Blessings,
Pink Doberman
Saturday, March 5, 2011
RoUgH TiMe, BuT a GoOd TiMe NoNeThELeSs.
Well since I fell the other week things have been going a little rougher than usual. Not exactly what I had hoped for but par for the course I guess.
Migraines have stepped up exponentially and keeping them under control has been a relatively difficult task once again. They have yet to reach previous standards Thank Goodness! But have been highly persistant and successful at stopping many activities I have been trying to do.
I was sad that today I couldn't handle watching my favorite web training as well. Creativelive.com and while the training they were offering today wasn't what I am physically capable of doing, I do learn a lot and can use those ideas in other ways. Hoping that tomorrow is a better day. I have managed to make it to lunch with Jason's folks, tour a new grocery store, as well as visit a friend. While that has tuckered me out for the last couple days paired with migraines.. it was worth it to get out of the house and have some fun with great people.
Didn't take Luka, which was a good thing as he ended up getting sick. =(
Won't be typing long tonight as it is still hurting to sit up. My neck and upper back are pissed off and evidently need some more lying flat time. Grrr. I've got things I need to do! On the list for tomorrow for sure is a bath!
Good news is ready or not my ideas on being an artist are starting to take shape.
Blessings,
Pink Doberman
Migraines have stepped up exponentially and keeping them under control has been a relatively difficult task once again. They have yet to reach previous standards Thank Goodness! But have been highly persistant and successful at stopping many activities I have been trying to do.
I was sad that today I couldn't handle watching my favorite web training as well. Creativelive.com and while the training they were offering today wasn't what I am physically capable of doing, I do learn a lot and can use those ideas in other ways. Hoping that tomorrow is a better day. I have managed to make it to lunch with Jason's folks, tour a new grocery store, as well as visit a friend. While that has tuckered me out for the last couple days paired with migraines.. it was worth it to get out of the house and have some fun with great people.
Didn't take Luka, which was a good thing as he ended up getting sick. =(
Won't be typing long tonight as it is still hurting to sit up. My neck and upper back are pissed off and evidently need some more lying flat time. Grrr. I've got things I need to do! On the list for tomorrow for sure is a bath!
Good news is ready or not my ideas on being an artist are starting to take shape.
Blessings,
Pink Doberman
Thursday, February 24, 2011
"Never Never Never Give Up" Thanks CreativeLIVE and PBS
Do you ever feel sometimes like frustrations are hitting you left and right.. You may want to give up but you persist anyway. You persist because you don't you won't you can't give up. You persist because it isn't in your genes to do otherwise.
You can't just sit there and not try. You have to be working at something, learning something, benefiting something. Stagnanty (my word) is just not possible. If you are not moving forward then you have died a little bit.
I don't know why I am such a persistent person. I am amazed at how many times I try to work things out. I know that others have given up long before now. People give up on me because they do not feel the hope I have inside myself. I don't care. I don't give up on me. If those around me have given up I just let them go.
Life is what you make of it with the hand that you've been dealt. You may be only carrying around a pair of deuces but you know your straight flush is around the corner. Holding on to the hope holding on to any shred of hope sometimes is all that you have. Pushing through persevering when the odds or low or the deck is stacked completely against you does not mean that you are destined to fail.
That life has given up on you. Sometimes the fight just needs to be a small struggle, other times you need to come out swinging. I know that if you are fighting through your life everyday than there are days where you feel less hope than others. But know if you keep searching if you are willing to keep changing. If you are willing to learn, to listen, to adjust there is hope.
For if you keep on doing the same things you will continue to get the same results.
If you are willing to examine what in your life may be holding you back from getting you what you want or need and eliminate or adjust to try something different... you will eventually find a way.
Sometimes this needs to be done to the point of exhaustion. If one thing doesn't work, try another. If one key does not unlock the door find another key. Don't give up.
My life is proof that things that you struggle with need not defeat you. People who define you or who write you off do not defeat you. If you fall you get back up again. If you fail you find another way to head toward what you want.
Are you giving up because the "experts" have given up on you? The experts only know so much. Their brains can only consume and spill so much information.. what if your "expert" has a closed off mind and is not listening to the latest amounts of proof, or the little voice inside them that shares there is something more that can be done.
What do you shut your self off from? Do you shut others out who love you so much that every time they see you they are telling you what you need to do with your life. What if you started listening? What if you actually took their well meaning works to heart, not in anger, embarrassment, or in pain, but genuinely gave some of their ideas a good and well meaning try.
Including them on the journey, enlisting their help. Will it solve your problems? Who knows, but instead of hating or delving in bad feelings about yourself or your situation, you have just enlisted someone and gave them some respect and some love for listening what they had to say.
Giving something new a try, or trying something again that you had tried before isn't a bad thing. Trying alone, and not bringing others into your process is isolating for you. In addition if they can be by your side and acknowledge your efforts and see for themselves that you have really tried to make something work, you will find that they can turn their "nagging" into support.
Just because you may be the one that is hurting in some way does not mean that you are the only one who is. People need to be needed. Let yourself need someone around you. Open yourself up to someone. Share.
Holding things in is detrimental to the healing process.
In my case after holding things in for so long, sometimes they come out all screwed up. Some times things can come out and be harmful, hateful, or horrible. Realize this is happening. Do your best to protect others from the bad feelings. But don't hold the pain in.
It takes time to figure out ways to release it that are not harmful to yourself or others. But persist. Persist in becoming the you that you dream of being.
I know this post is a cheerleadery post. I have lots more of them to share I am sure.
Through out this process, and through out my life I have had to try and try and try again at things. One way or another I find a way. People have counted me out, people have left me behind. I don't care. I know what I am capable of and I know what I have inside me.
Only this matters. When you feel this strongly about yourself you can't help but persist. Before my accident I did this. I think because I fought so hard to get to where I was that it was so so hard for me to let it go.
But I did. It may not have been graceful, but I released it. I have moved on, I am stronger for it. I am wiser and I am more determined than ever. Some people go through life seemingly on a gilded path, while others seem to lie down in defeat. There are others yet, few of us... that hurdle after hurdle, fall after fall, detour after detour, failure after failure, pick ourselves up find a new path and figure it out again and again.
My journey has not been easy. It is not over. But I will persist.
I would like to say a HUGE Thank You to the folks at CreativeLIVE.com I have found a new direction, I am traveling on yet another journey. The things that are freely offered are being put to good use and I am making myself proud once again. I hope you take a moment to check out CreativeLIVE.com It has been a life saver for me.
Sitting home with PBS for years has been another big blessing for me. I have learned to cook. I am now learning photography. Watch out world because this girl has a new passion. I am out there making memories. I will have more to share soon. But just know that big changes are happening in my life.
With my health, with my aspirations and with my time. I am making the most of what I can do with myself. It may be less than others can do but it is the most that I can do. I am proud of that!
I hope you are proud of what you are doing as well! Persist and Adjust and.. in the words of Winston Churchill, "Never Never Never Give Up."
Blessings, Pink Doberman
You can't just sit there and not try. You have to be working at something, learning something, benefiting something. Stagnanty (my word) is just not possible. If you are not moving forward then you have died a little bit.
I don't know why I am such a persistent person. I am amazed at how many times I try to work things out. I know that others have given up long before now. People give up on me because they do not feel the hope I have inside myself. I don't care. I don't give up on me. If those around me have given up I just let them go.
Life is what you make of it with the hand that you've been dealt. You may be only carrying around a pair of deuces but you know your straight flush is around the corner. Holding on to the hope holding on to any shred of hope sometimes is all that you have. Pushing through persevering when the odds or low or the deck is stacked completely against you does not mean that you are destined to fail.
That life has given up on you. Sometimes the fight just needs to be a small struggle, other times you need to come out swinging. I know that if you are fighting through your life everyday than there are days where you feel less hope than others. But know if you keep searching if you are willing to keep changing. If you are willing to learn, to listen, to adjust there is hope.
For if you keep on doing the same things you will continue to get the same results.
If you are willing to examine what in your life may be holding you back from getting you what you want or need and eliminate or adjust to try something different... you will eventually find a way.
Sometimes this needs to be done to the point of exhaustion. If one thing doesn't work, try another. If one key does not unlock the door find another key. Don't give up.
My life is proof that things that you struggle with need not defeat you. People who define you or who write you off do not defeat you. If you fall you get back up again. If you fail you find another way to head toward what you want.
Are you giving up because the "experts" have given up on you? The experts only know so much. Their brains can only consume and spill so much information.. what if your "expert" has a closed off mind and is not listening to the latest amounts of proof, or the little voice inside them that shares there is something more that can be done.
What do you shut your self off from? Do you shut others out who love you so much that every time they see you they are telling you what you need to do with your life. What if you started listening? What if you actually took their well meaning works to heart, not in anger, embarrassment, or in pain, but genuinely gave some of their ideas a good and well meaning try.
Including them on the journey, enlisting their help. Will it solve your problems? Who knows, but instead of hating or delving in bad feelings about yourself or your situation, you have just enlisted someone and gave them some respect and some love for listening what they had to say.
Giving something new a try, or trying something again that you had tried before isn't a bad thing. Trying alone, and not bringing others into your process is isolating for you. In addition if they can be by your side and acknowledge your efforts and see for themselves that you have really tried to make something work, you will find that they can turn their "nagging" into support.
Just because you may be the one that is hurting in some way does not mean that you are the only one who is. People need to be needed. Let yourself need someone around you. Open yourself up to someone. Share.
Holding things in is detrimental to the healing process.
In my case after holding things in for so long, sometimes they come out all screwed up. Some times things can come out and be harmful, hateful, or horrible. Realize this is happening. Do your best to protect others from the bad feelings. But don't hold the pain in.
It takes time to figure out ways to release it that are not harmful to yourself or others. But persist. Persist in becoming the you that you dream of being.
I know this post is a cheerleadery post. I have lots more of them to share I am sure.
Through out this process, and through out my life I have had to try and try and try again at things. One way or another I find a way. People have counted me out, people have left me behind. I don't care. I know what I am capable of and I know what I have inside me.
Only this matters. When you feel this strongly about yourself you can't help but persist. Before my accident I did this. I think because I fought so hard to get to where I was that it was so so hard for me to let it go.
But I did. It may not have been graceful, but I released it. I have moved on, I am stronger for it. I am wiser and I am more determined than ever. Some people go through life seemingly on a gilded path, while others seem to lie down in defeat. There are others yet, few of us... that hurdle after hurdle, fall after fall, detour after detour, failure after failure, pick ourselves up find a new path and figure it out again and again.
My journey has not been easy. It is not over. But I will persist.
I would like to say a HUGE Thank You to the folks at CreativeLIVE.com I have found a new direction, I am traveling on yet another journey. The things that are freely offered are being put to good use and I am making myself proud once again. I hope you take a moment to check out CreativeLIVE.com It has been a life saver for me.
Sitting home with PBS for years has been another big blessing for me. I have learned to cook. I am now learning photography. Watch out world because this girl has a new passion. I am out there making memories. I will have more to share soon. But just know that big changes are happening in my life.
With my health, with my aspirations and with my time. I am making the most of what I can do with myself. It may be less than others can do but it is the most that I can do. I am proud of that!
I hope you are proud of what you are doing as well! Persist and Adjust and.. in the words of Winston Churchill, "Never Never Never Give Up."
Blessings, Pink Doberman
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
DaNgErOuS sLeEp
Moving an inch or two can sometimes be a painful thing. I woke this morning only to find that during the night I have once a gain done something horrible to myself.
It is usual that my arms or legs or both will be “asleep” due to lack of circulation, which is no doubt painful, but temporary. This would happen to me as a child as well quite often. The funniest time and the one that sticks hardest in my memory, and I may have mentioned before in previous posts… was when I was asleep on the top bunk as a child. I was probably 14 or so. The phone rang, I woke and jumped down to run to the phone.
It was only after jumping that I realized that both of my legs had fallen “asleep” and I not only couldn’t walk, I was in such agonizing pins and needles pain, and pain from having landed on the floor in an uncontrolled heap that the shock of things had set in and while the phone was still ringing..
I found myself dragging my whole body down the hall with my arms to reach the phone. Fruitlessly I must say. As I realized the craziness of my behavior I stopped dragging myself down the hall and just laid there in my misery until the wrenching pain had calmed down.
It was after this incident that I now wake up and take a quick stock of my situation before moving. Which I once again did this morning to find that I had moved in some way to once a gain damage my chances of bounding out of bed.
Ha Ha.. these days I do not bound.. I even on my good days still inch carefully up and out of bed. As one wrong move and BLAM… screwed for the day or week.
Today however my assessment revealed that I didn’t even want to move an inch. I have done something miserable to myself while asleep. I thought I may be able to “tough it out” but more likely I will be breaking down and taking more of my “unhappy” pills to deal with it. These things have a sneaky way of growing unless dealt with.
I am hoping to still be able to reach my goals.. I plan to ride my recumbent bike today.. fingers crossed. I also plan to be able to work out some more kinks on my project.
Most mornings or days I do a series of exercises that don’t require much movement on my part. I am sure there is a name for this type of thing, but I don’t know what it is.
I take ever muscle group I can think of and one at a time do a series of muscle activations that clench up the muscle and then relax it. I also breath in through my nose and out through my mouth. When possible I also do a little stretch with this as well. If I am having issues with one part of my body I just move on to a different part and go from there. Avoiding all sore areas.
This exercise while not perfect is something, and it helps to keep my muscles know that I still need them I suppose. It also gives me the peace of mind that I am doing something positive for myself as well.
And it works!! Which is even better. I can keep my tummy muscles pretty darn strong by just tightening and breathing. I am hoping to also give my self a butt! (after loosing all of the weight I did two years ago, I had no rear end.) Which is frustrating. I am now doing better in this department. Slowly but surely!
So today, I am going to be doing lots of those exercises as my neck and left shoulder are all pissed off today.. I will be also riding my bike for a bit if I can manage with out further pain.
What do you do when you can not do what you had planned to do? Do you just chuck everything out the window or do you make concessions and proudly go about doing what you can?
Today I am happy I can still do many things even though I may have to go about them a bit differently or all together avoid some. I am still in control of my choices. Yipee!!
Monday, February 7, 2011
PeTe EcKeRt ~ ViSuAL ArTiSt
Two Fer… I know it is only Monday and this is my second post of the day. But I’ve just watched and read about this artist. I had to share!
I love what he is doing. I think it is beautiful. I love it even more that he also has an assistance dog!
Check out Pete Eckert
I seriously think you will love what he does as well!
I am close to sharing what I am up to as well…. but you’ll just have to be patient a while longer! In the meantime admire the art that he has been creating! I love how it was displayed on huge buildings! It made those bricks come alive!
Pink Doberman
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