A Grown-Up Christmas Tree

2013-12-21 11.13.09Something came over me…a desire to make things with my own hands; to create and construct. I’m still chuckling at the fact that I didn’t act on this instinct until mid-December. Here it is, two days till Christmas, and I’m still painting and cutting, drawing and hanging. Indulging a long-dormant energy of craftiness, my household community and I are enjoying making our own Christmas decorations. Since we’re all well into adulthood, the theme and style has emerged as hilariously adult-ish. I thought of naming this post “An Adult Christmas Tree” and then went with “grown-up”,…just in case. What has manifested is truly a Christmas tree of adult nature and it makes me smile at the feeling that we are extending our years with the child-like spirit of Christmas, applied so enthusiastically to where we are in our life.  Continue reading

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The Rose Bush and the Trellis

Recently I was enjoying myself at the Denver Botanic Gardens. The bench I was sitting on was in the rose garden area and across from me was a beautiful, tall wooden trellis. Below the trellis was a large rose-bush bursting with white and pink roses in full bloom. Every now and then, their fragrance was carried on the wind to caress my face and delight my nose. The trellis and the rose-bush were anchored separately, only to morph together, the rose-bush growing elegantly up the symmetrical beams of the trellis that rose handsomely with purposeful design. It was a gift to sit there and take in such beauty with a variety of my senses.

This gift from nature led to another gift…a little lesson that came to me in the form of an analogy. I thought to myself that in life, some people are like a trellis. They are built to be strong and tall in their outwardly appearance and structure, with steady attributes in the eyes of many. What they are made of is solid and anchored into the ground for a secure position grounded with purpose. And what is that purpose? To uphold and to encourage growth. Are you following me so far?

Some people in the world are like a rose-bush…in the eyes of the world, they grow with sporadic design and beauty, providing talents and gifts of the arts. Their roots seem to go deep in a more natural manner, while the budding of their roses is unpredictable and intense. For many, they are a delight to the senses in a variety of ways.

Both the trellis and the rose bush can do without each other, yes. It is for this reason that they are each enhanced, complimented and beautified immensely when they come together. Think of when you last saw an anchored strong, towering trellis with the liveliness of green-leafed tendrils dotted with bursts of silky, fragrant roses, embracing each other…

Intertwined, they give of each other to each other, wonderfully by being who they are. The result is something even more incredible and beautiful than what they are on their own. Each hold infinite value and importance on their own, yes…yet combined, they only grow and expand with the exchange of steadfast, uplifting support and colorful adoration of roses clinging. They accept each other with an intimacy that causes each to be vulnerable to the other.

Now of course, the question is…which are you? A rose-bush or a trellis? Perhaps this will enter your mind the next time you are in the magical company of a rose bush and a trellis.

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My Definition of Self-Discipline…and Other Terms Done My Way!

We’re each going to have different associations with words and terms. I believe it’s based off of our individual and unique experiences throughout life. All in all, it comes down to our perspective and even that changes and evolves as we live and grow, as we feel certain ways versus another. Let’s not forget society’s role in all this…the society and culture we grew up in and live in now is definitely half the cause of why we relate to terms and life as we do. In my endless desire to live my life authentically and fully, I have recently developed my own definitions for a couple of terms that I find were just a real drag to me before.  I put a lot of meaning into words, written or spoken…must be that writer’s heart in me. Here are just a couple of words that I’m adopting new meanings for. Continue reading