But they taught them that they should keep their record, and that they might write one to another.

Mosiah 24; 6

Thursday, April 15, 2010

April 15th


"Our worst fear is not that we are inadequate, our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves,
'who am I to be so brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?'
Actually, who are we not to be?
You are a child of God: Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There is nothing enlightening about shrinking so that other
people won't feel insecure around you.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God within us.
It is not just in some of us, it is in everyone and as we let our own light shine we unconsciously give other
people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others."
~Marianne Williamson
 
 
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*Today....write about what makes YOU*
brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous
I know it's hard, who wants to toot their own horn?
But, I think it's time we start realizing how smart our
Heavenly Father is.

Friday, April 2, 2010

April 1st

It's spring fever.
That is what the name of it is.
And when you've got it, you want -
oh, you don't quite know what
it is you do want,
but it just fairly makes your heart ache,
you want it so!
~Mark Twain




Last weekend we made a trip up to Mesa Arizona for the day and when we opend the doors the smell of orange blossoms flooded our noses....
OH Spring,
we love you!
summer....please come late this year!









-What memories, smells, thoughts come to mind when
you think of spring?
-baseball
-colors of flowers
-all the wild flowers growing along the roads
-new little animals being born
-pastel colors
-Easter
-fresh cut grass
-picnics
-allergies
-is there still snow where you live?

Sunday, March 14, 2010

March 15th





Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit ever answered to, in the strongest conjuration.

~Charles Dickens



Tonight I sit in my childhood home and feel such comfort being here among my parents and my own little family.

Tonight I sat with my 3 sisters and mom and converse on life, love and the pursuit of happiness.

Tonight I sat among numbers of nieces and nephews and their loud noises of laughter, cries, tattle tailing, kissing, hugging and lots of love. It reminded of my childhood growing up with my cousins.

Tonight I chatted with my parents and we talked about nothing and everything and all that is important to somebody.

Tonight I breathe easier being here in this home.
I love being HOME!
I love that my husband loves being in this HOME!
I love that my children love being in my parents’ HOME!

Today after you read this.....Jot down some of the feeling you get when you go to your childhood home, grandparents home, spouses childhood home.

IF you haven't gone back...explain why that is!
Remember....keep the record!

Monday, March 1, 2010

March 1st

Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love,
the things you are,
the things you never want to lose.
~From the television show The Wonder Years



Fifth Grade was a big year for me. The summer before my 5th grade year we moved, which meant a new town, new school and new friends. I remember being so sad that we were moving and I had to leave my best friends behind, however I also remember once I got to the new area...it wasn't that bad.


Here are a few questions for you to answer.....maybe these will spark some fond memories or possibly some will surface that you are trying to forget. Either way...WRITE IT Down.


What school did you attend when you were in 5th grade?
Who was your teacher?
Who were some of your best friends?
Who were the cute boys in 5th grade? Or did you even notice?
List 5 physical items you remember about your school/classroom?
List 5 memories you have from your 5th grade year?
Do any of the following bring up memories?

-kickball? (where did you love to play the most?)
-Watching (did you feel more comfortable on the sideline?)
-4 square?
-hop scotch? (what did you use as your markers?)
-jump rope? (do you remember any of the songs you use to sing while jumping?)
-picking up the fallin leaves during fall?
-looking for 4 leaf clovers?
-helping the teacher during recess?
-did you eat lunch room food or bring a sack lunch?
-playground?
-library time?

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Feb 15th

Todays topic is of course LOVE and with Valentines just passing us by, let's write about.......

-who are the valentines in our lives today
-what are some of fondest memories of Valentines day from the past & present
-what was Valentines like for you as a child



To get a better idea on where this Love Note passing, candy giving, 
chubby baby in a diaper with a arrow in hand, day came from....
read on!


February 14 is Valentines Day, the day on which we celebrate and explore love in all it’s many ideals. How a day for lovers came to be celebrated during the middle of February is an interesting and ages old story. The story of Valentines Day begins during the heyday of the Roman Empire, which held a festival every February. This Lupercian Festival was held in honor of the God of Fertility and during the festivities young men would get to choose their mate. At the time marriage was a common occurrence, but when Claudius became Emperor he changed all of that. Fearing that men would refuse their duty to fight because they would not want to leave their wives behind, he outlawed all marriages. Young couples still fell in love though and still wished to marry and they took these desires to the Catholic Bishop Valentine who, understanding love, began to secretly marry couples. When Claudius found out, he had Valentine arrested and ordered put to death. While waiting in jail, Valentine began exchanging letters with the jailer’s daughter and soon had fallen in love with her. The day he was to be beheaded, he wrote her one last note and signed it: ‘From Your Valentine’.

Valentines Day is perhaps best known for its cards. This is a custom whose origins could stem from any number of places. One belief is that the tradition began when St. Valentine himself passed notes to the jailer’s daughter. Another story is that children used to pass notes to St. Valentine while he was in jail. He was so popular that even after his death the children still placed noted through the bars in his empty cell. A third story as to the origin of passing out cards stems from a French Count who was captured and imprisoned in London. From his cell he wrote his wife letters, including a passionate set of poems which he sent to her in February

Valentines Day is a day of symbols. Walking around in the first few weeks of February, you can’t turn a corner without seeing a red rose. The rose was sacred to Venus who is the Goddess of Love. Another popular symbol of the day are birds, particularly doves and lovebirds. These are two birds which mate for life and it was once believed that they choose their mate in the middle of February. Of course no Valentines Day would be complete without a multitude of hearts. It was once believed that the heart was the center of all emotion. People believed that when they gave a heart, they were truly giving all of the love and emotion that they possibly could give. In the Middle Ages men would pull a woman’s name out of a bowl. This would be the man’s Valentine. To show his devotion, the man would wear the paper containing the woman’s name on his sleeve for a week. This soon became known as ‘wearing your heart on your sleeve’. And Valentines Day wouldn't be the same without a visit from Cupid, the winged cherub with a bow and arrow which he uses to place people into love. The origins of Cupid can be traced back to the days of the Roman Empire. Cupid is a Roman God, the symbol of passionate love. (He is the son of Venus, who remember is the Goddess of Love.) Cupid fell madly and completely in love with Psyche, whom it happened was a mortal. This did not please Venus at all and she gave Psyche a particularly hard time, consistently tempting her and driving her off. Eventually, through a small series of human faults, Psyche was tempted to look into the ‘box of beauty’ and when she did, she unleashed a deep slumber onto herself. Cupid then came to Earth and searched the world for her. He found her in her deep sleep. His love for her was so strong though that he was able to take the sleep from her and place it back into the box. Then he used an arrow to pierce her heart and awaken her.

THE END

Sunday, January 31, 2010

FEB 1st

If my doctor told me I had only six minutes to live, I wouldn't brood.
I'd type a little faster.
~Isaac Asimov


-I read this quote, to my sister, the other day and it struck a cord with us...
"What would we do if we only had six minutes to live?"
"Where would we want to be when the six minutes started?
"Who would we want around us, when that clock started tick'n away?"

NOW...what are your thought on this?