Gratitude 30May14 Body Art

I have been pondering the notion of getting another tattoo for quite some time. Actually, several tattoo’s. I guess what friends have told me is true, getting tattooed is addicting. I thought I would do some research on the topic and here’s what I found on hubpages.com in an article “The History of Tattoos.”

  • The word “Tattoo” comes from the Tahitian term “Tatua” which means “To mark”
  •  The first tattoo’s are documented as early as 4000 BC by the Egyptians
  • During the first and second world wars, the United States military adopted tattooing as a means of protection, brotherhood, and remembrance.
  • Tattooing has changed from something rare and looked down upon to being one of the most popular forms of self-expression through art.

via pinterest.comI have a dragon-fly and the word survivor tattooed on my right wrist. For me, it is a reminder of what and who I am when I am struggling through depression. My cousin Kathy and I are talking of getting a 4 leaf clover to celebrate our Irish heritage and bond. And I have been contemplating getting my favorite go-to quote “Though she be but little, she is fierce.” by Shakespeare from his Midsummer Night’s Dream.

Placement is the tricky part for me. I never understood getting inked in places where you can’t see it and appreciate it. On the other hand, I admit to times I wish my tattoo was in an easier place to cover in certain situations. (Like at church when my favorite uncle points to it in shock.) Decisions, decisions that happily don’t have to be made today.

Today I am thankful for ..

  • Another beautiful morning — Praise God!
  • Friends that are kindred spirits
  • My “to-do” list is very short
  • It should be a relaxing weekend filled with family and friends

This weekend, be kind to yourself. Give yourself the time to re-energize and take that moment to be mindful of all that is good in your life. Wishing you peace and contentment.

affectionately yours, Laura

 

Gratitude 29May14 Maya Angelou “Why a Z?”

I stood for 2+ hours in the rain outside of that store. A woman on a mission, Dr Maya Angelou’s book in hand. October 1996 was a time before everyone had a cell phone, iPod or iPad for self-entertainment. Back then, people talked to one another. Excited to meet Maya, we cited our favorite book, saying or poem and why.

When they finally opened the doors and allowed us to slowly file in, we all kept asking “What is taking so long?” The murmur rolled through that she was taking her time and talking to each person. The complaining stopped. Before I even saw her, I heard her voice and her rich, robust laughter.  There she sat, totally at ease and looking quite “regal.” Indeed, she did chat with each of us as she signed our books with slow deliberate artistic strokes.

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©llpeltier.com

“Hello, Child.” “Would you please sign this for my daughter? It’s Jazmine with a Z” “Well, what is your name?” “My name is Laura, but her’s is Jazmine with a Z” “Why a Z?” she inquired. “Because I always wanted a little girl named Jaz.” “Well, to Laura and Jazmine with a Z, it is then.”

I saw her speak several times after that at the University of St Catherine “Woman of Substance.” series. Every time I came away thinking how simply complex she was. Her words so deep, yet, simple. Each time I anticipated her beginning line of her renowned poem that speaks to all women — “Pretty women wonder where my secret lies” and ending with — “Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman. That’s me.”

Today I am thankful for ..

  • Women who inspire; my best friend
  • Waking early and watching the sun rise
  • A cleansing cry just because
  • The yearning for something more in life

I have attached a link to Dr Maya Angelou’s reading of my favorite of all her work. Enjoy. 

affectionately yours, Laura

Gratitude 27May14 Pinterest Addict

pinster via pinterest.comHello. My name is Laura. I am a Pinterest addict. I am fascinated with this visual discovery website. For years I have been tearing out pictures and articles from newspapers and magazines. I would save them for references, inspiration for writing, and dream boards. Now I can do it online. Pinterest, in essence, is a personal collection of bulletin boards you create by “pinning.” You go on to a never-ending data source from people inputting pins from around the world 24/7. Amazing.

I currently have 40+ boards and give or take 4,000+ pins. Hey, don’t judge me until you’ve tried it.When I say you can find anything. I mean anything. How to make things, recipes, clothing, exercise, travel, learn a craft or a hobby. It’s designed for men and women alike. If I could make a living from sipping wine while on Pinterest — I would be a wealthier woman. I often go to the site for research and creativity when I am writing and stuck on stupid.

As a social network site it offers the exchange of information with what would appear to be minimum personal interaction impact. I say this as a disclaimer because you can tell a lot about the demographics of a person by what they pin. I am guilty of “cyber-spying” to see what friends are up to and what trend they are focused on as of late. My latest board is titled “and yes, I am a wild woman.” No surprises there, right? Come and visit me at http://www.pinterest.com/jazmike

Today I am thankful for ..

  • The sound and smell of rain outside my window
  • A kick ass Miami Heat game last night. 3-1 baby!
  • A toy car I have had for years — a powder blue 1957 Chevrolet Corvette with opening doors. Some day I want the real deal. 1957 Corvette ©llpeltier.com

I would like to challenge you to do a “random act of kindness” for someone. Not so much for the beneficiary, but, for you. One act of kindness often begins a chain reaction and will return to you.

affectionately yours, Laura 

Gratitude 26May14 More than a 3 Day Weekend

I like to listen to my Dad tell his World War II stories. Every time he tells them, he’ll forget a little or remember a little more. Either way, they are memories I want to remember to pass along to my grandbabies. It always amazes me that he can forget to put in his teeth to go to church, however, he can tell you in detail his stories.

statue-of-liberty-via google search / fanpop.comMy favorite one is about his trip home after the war was won. After crossing the Atlantic the military sailed the troops into the New York harbor. Dad said “When we saw land and finally Ellis Island and the Statue of Liberty, the guys went wild. We all raced over to that side of the ship — I’m surprised the thing didn’t tip over! I’ll never forget going by that statue and looking up, knowing I made it home safely. Still to this day, when I see it on television, I remember. You know, there aren’t many of us World War II guys left.”

Today I am thankful for ..

  • Stories to pass along
  • Hanging my laundry outside on the clothes line
  • The hot weather — after our winter I refuse to complain
  • My rooster timer who passed away after many years of loyal service

For some, it’s a long 3 day weekend. For some, it brings back the memories of loved ones who have given their lives for our United States of America. For all of us It should be a remind that freedom, is really not free.

affectionately yours, Laura 

 

Gratitude 25May14 Oh Happy Day!

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via pinterest.com

I woke up with the song “Oh Happy Day” playing in my mind. As I have gone about doing my Sunday morning routine of making coffee, Wii Fit, and watching the Sunday talk shows, I keep humming it.

I am one of those people who fills in her own lyrics when I don’t know the words. Like, for years, when I sang along to Benny and the Jets, I always sang “She’s got electric boobs.” It wasn’t until I saw the movie 27 Dresses that I discovered it was “She’s got electric boots.” So, I went online to look up the lyrics for Oh, Happy Day and one chorus struck close to my heart. I have been singing the correct lyrics since:

“He taught me how, how to watch
How to fight and pray, fight and pray
And living rejoicing everyday”

 It would seem I woke up to the right song. Here is a link so you can sing along, too. Wishing you a day filled with moments of rejoicing.

affectionately yours, Laura

Gratitude 24May14 Burning Bridges

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via PInterest.com

Do you ever wish it was that easy? Smile, toss a match and burn that bridge. Sadly, it never is. Even when you make the hard choices to redefine boundaries; there is the harder process of coming to peace within yourself. People believe they can just walk away from something or someone. It’s really a fallacy. We take with us all of our past into our future. It is what makes us who we are. Memories will surface with a mixture of smiles and tears, time will take away the edge of the pain, and we find our way to acceptance. The hardest thing about burning bridges is — you leave yourself isolated on the other side of the bridge. The saving grace about burning bridges is — they can always be rebuilt.

Today I am thankful for ..

  • There is nothing I have to do
  • A delightful breeze coming through my window
  • The lilac bushes under my window are blooming and smell divine

“Let gratitude be the pillow upon which you kneel to say your nightly prayer. And let faith be the bridge you build to overcome evil and welcome good.”  ~ Maya Angelou, Celebrations: Rituals of Peace and Prayer~

affectionately yours, Laura