Archive for October, 2010
Happiest of birthday wishes
Photos by: Tec Petaja |
We wish you a happy, happy birthday. Maybe when you are older, we’ll all run off to France and have one big ol’ celebration!
Happy Anniversary
Today, Mr. Blue Eyed Yonder and I celebrate our one year anniversary and there’s no way my heart could be happier.
In honor of this very special day, I’d like to share with you a beautiful piece written by Oriah Mountain Dreamer. Each time I read this, the words get stronger and stronger. I encourage you to take the time to read it, and better yet, read it to the one you love.
The Invitation
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, ‘Yes.’
It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
–Oriah Mountain Dreamer
Photos by: Tec Petaja |
Au Revior my dearies
Bags packed and tickets in hand. Ladies and gentlemen, we’re off to France!
I will do my best to post a thing or to on the blog while I am gallavanting through Paris and the Provencal countryside. If you don’t hear from me, I might be passed out in a vineyard with croissant crumbs on my face. Living the life, Parisian style.
If you think you just might miss me too much, feel free to follow Blue Eyed Yonder on Facebook. I’ll have lots of updates, pictures and maybe a video or two.
Au Revior!
DIY: Handmade Paper
Voila! Your very own handmade paper.
And just because I like you so much, here are a few paper making “hints” that I learned along the way.
Hint #1: Throw in colored napkins for a big color punch. A little goes a long way.
Hint #2: You can also toss in dried herbs and spices to give your paper a nice scent.
Hint #3: If you don’t like the end result of your paper, toss it back in the blender and try again.
If you happen to try this DIY, take a picture of your paper and send it my way. I would love to see your craftiness!
Paper Anniversary
Photo by Tec Petaja |
Photo by Tec Petaja |
Photo by Tec Petaja |
Not just any old paper. We decided to use special mementos from not only our wedding, but our lives together. Little pieces of us, blended together, forever melded as one. We tossed in the tickets to our Bluegrass Hootenanny and a snippet of our “Party ‘Til the Cows Come Home” Atlanta reception invitations.
To represent all of our projects and love for craftiness, we threw in a little saw dust. And of course a tiny guinea feather for good measure.
So now we have this gorgeous paper; a paper melody of our lives together. The sentiment doesn’t stop there. We have decided to finish something we wanted to do almost a year ago – write wedding vows to each other. So we will each take a piece of this paper, and pour even more love onto the page. We’ll roll them up and pack them snuggly in our luggage and read them to each other in France on our actual anniversary.
Listen…do you hear it? That’s the love beating out of this paper. One of the sweetest projects we have ever done.
Photos by CMJ |