Sometimes peace is hard to find, because we don’t know where to get it.
We look for it everywhere.
We bring things together… mix what we already had stored away…make it soft to the touch.
A warmth to our chilled hands.
Like cupping the cheek of a loved one you haven’t seen in so long.
Like searching for glasses perched on top of your head we nearly miss it.
The darkness whispers, peace is for others…push through the darkness… into the Light.
Look into Creation.
Each day stretched out like a fresh canvas. The imprint of Peace is there… but we keep looking far and wide.
Right there cut into the very cloth of your day… Peace embedded into all of Creation.
Like a flock of doves penned up… You have the Peace you are looking for…created in the image of a King. It’s there.
So open yourself up to the Truth… you who were created in the image of.
Open yourself up and allow the Peace within to fly free.
~ Concerning Cornstarch ornaments… half c.Cornstarch, 1c Baking Soda, 3/4c water… combine and heat in pan till it is like fondant or smooth mashed potatoes. Take out and place in clean bowl and let cool with wet towel over it…or just throw it back and forth in your hands like a hot potato. Roll out and cut like you would cookies… after you cut them out and place on a cookie sheet use a straw to make the hole for hanging. Put them in a 175*F oven for 30 minutes and flip them…leave in for another 30minutes. Once they dry you can paint them or leave them as is… they are the most wonderful white. They make beautiful Christmas ornaments, gift tags or place setting cards. The only thing that I found was they need to be a consistent thickness.~
I had a bit of a start to see that December was here… it snuck up on me…and I was so enjoying my Thanksgiving holiday! The theme for my December is “comfort and joy”. I got the idea a few weeks ago and put brush to paper… just to have it in front of my eyes. Then I spaced it off a bit… that comfort and joy.
Last year was pretty much one of the craziest, most dramatic (perhaps a ton traumatic), fast paced December ever! We were buying a major company…. we had a few family members who were “off the rails” and there was just no rule book on how to handle that type of instability. But this year….
and the hush made me dart my eyes around looking for where something…err.. or someone may jump out at me… but then it dawned on me….OH comfort and joy…..I get it!
I get :comfort and joy.
just the whisper of snow flakes falling.
a new baby
TWO companies chugging along ( a year ago we only thought we would have one)
joyful children… not abandoned ones.
it is good.
This season is all
Comfort and Joy.
What is your theme for the month?
Things are just lovely and my heart is so Thankful…
- “I can’t wait till White Christmas comes on…,”says Yen… (and truthfully I doubt that they even know what they are talking about as I dish out dinner)…”Oh yeah! ‘sisters we are sisters’,” sings Mer (and my heart literally skipped a beat)… “With the 2 guys and the 2 girls… I just love that movie. I just can’t wait!”-Yen. And with a skipping about heart I got tears in my eyes. My girls are so awesome.
- Zim and his new hair cut… what a looker!!… and I always praise God when I don’t screw up a haircut (wink).
- That Christmas lights die so easily… so that when my husband asks for multi-colored lights for the this years tree… I can say, “Sure hon”… because I would do anything for him and he knows it… and now our tree shines that brightly for all to see (big wink!)
- Finding enough of those little hooks to hang all 10 stockings up… a Christmas decorating miracle.
- nearly everyone from Sunday Dinner, packed in my studio… only lit by twinkle lights.
- The man of my dreams taking the baby before I got out of bed…. so I could wake up in peace…it.was.awesome.
- being in love with this family more and more everyday.
The tree is up and for the first time in my life we have multi colored lights… because I will do anything for that man…even buy him multicolored lights.
I work well with themes… so I am still trying to decide what each week will be themed (in years past I have gone with sweets…or waldorf ideas..) …hmm….any ideas? Either way I need to map this very busy month out on actual paper… and decide how I want it to look….
I need to organize.. (click on the many links!)
December 6th is St.Nic day…. and there seem to be a few scheduling conflicts with it… so it may look very different this year. We have lovely memories here and here… I think we may have to get pretty creative this year!
December 21st is the shortest day… which weather permitting should go off like any other year.
Christmas is on a Wednesday so that mean Christmas Eve is on a Tuesday
~Then there will be plenty of makings and bakings~
Gifts to give away like lip balm and lotions.
We stacked the Christmas books and made them easy to get to from the cozy fire…
(which means we will be at Jan Brett’s website many many times!)
I am looking back over all my notes from Christmas over the years…some of my previous checklists are
Truthfully, after reviewing those lists and jotting down some new ideas … this is going to be great!
Do you have any family traditions… or awesome Pinterest pins you care to share?!
I don’t want to forget this… I want to hold it all tight…
All these things I am thankful for are captured, and they are all singing of His love for me.. His taking me from one place and freeing me into a peaceful place…
I know holidays can be stressful.. but this was only successful…
I feel like this was the best yet…
We had time to not only, stop and smell the flowers but to arrange them beautifully just for us…
My son had time to photograph his favorite shots…ones that spoke to him what Thanksgiving was all about
… and he chose me… of all the things…
he chose his momma.
I had to capture the simple timeless beauty of a baby on my lap…a million women have looked down a million times since the start of time to see just this… and yet it is so overlooked in photos… the grabby baby who may have been slipped some sweet potatoes… because she is the happiest baby ever. Her eyes just lit up and I couldn’t resist… and all 7 of her brothers and sisters smiled and congratulated her, because to them, she is the cutest baby to ever eat sweet potatoes … and I want to hold tight to their love of it all.
and these two… who love like they have always been here… and are loved the same way.
Then as if all that wasn’t enough… we bundled up our crew for an after dinner… pre dessert walk. Oh was it chilly… but the crisp air did us good… and made way for sharing pie and ice-cream with family which we met along the path between our farms. What a delight to unwrap all the scarves and to be handed warm cups of coffee and maybe an adult drink …err.. or two….. and the best slice…err or two of apple pie I have ever had.
I never want to forget the way they all study the paper… how smart they all are.
The happiest baby I have ever had…she loves to meet new faces…she studies and then bursts into smiles.
I must say, that there was a very real part of me that thought the day before thanksgiving was going to be the best yet of the holiday…and yet Thanksgiving itself surprised me with it’s wonderfulness and peace. Is it possible that a new tide has turned? Is this the new rhythm of the holidays… I surely hope so!
Now onward to Advent….
This crowded home of mine ,with just the 10 of us, is so cozy today with amazing smells and beautiful sounds…and a few times today my eyes have gotten teary… this kind of deep joy liquifies so easily…
This is our 2nd Thanksgiving as “just us”… and I have to say
I am in love…
with a baby who is in love with us and a kitchen full of encouragers
I am in love…
with this daughter who bakes the best pies in town
I am in love…
…so in love with this scene.. and my tall tall son who is ever at the ready to help and hang out just to talk with his family, and with the three year old in the mismatched outfit who always carts the chair around so she can be up in the midst of everything, and for daughters who love reading (finally!) and for little sons who always end up right back in the kitchen.
I love this making and baking as bonding instead of work.
I love preparing all of this shoulder to shoulder with my babies knowing we will wake up tomorrow and rush off to nowhere. We are here… and we are together and we are safe. We will have special breakfast together because there is plenty of time. Each child of mine has something to prepare… so all can feel included. Today we made stuffings, pies and cookies and much more. Playlists on Spotify have been created… because in this family we love music…and, ahem… spontaneous dance parties.
I am in love with the fast-forward thoughts in my minds eye… as Bel and I ponder pumpkin pies… I think of how this will all look 10 years from now. As Ash asks me about each step to stuffing I think how this will be his job , surely by next year..and it just makes me fall all the more in love with all of this…this… this family.
Happy Thanksgiving to all my American readers…
and to all my readers, wherever you are…
I am so Thankful for you!!!
- So thankful it isn’t a year ago! Praise God … I mean REALLY REALLY THANKFUL!!!! Like Thankful and we will have a dance party tonight THANKFUL that it isn’t a year ago today. That I never ever have to live that despicable day ever again -type of Thankful!!! That a year ago all their curses fell away from us… and we are living the dream -type of Thankful.
- That I could watch one of the men, I respect the most.. be honored in front of a packed house.
- Sitting there listening to person after person get up with ”a word”… because He speaks their name to others.
- How Sunday Dinner is becoming this safe place to share hurts and healings.
- tacos, burritos and taco salad are a lot of people’s love language.
- for mr.clean erasers.
- for a baby who smiles even through coughing fits.
- fireplaces a blaze
- “You must love Thanksgiving… you love a reason to be more thankful”… not a bad thing to be said about me.
- hearing my best girl sing an awesome duet yesterday morning… You rocked that!
- Boys (and girls!) who can crochet and knit Christmas gifts.
- a friend who stops by and stays the afternoon laughing in my sunny studio
I sat in the dark hours of morning… a coughing hungry baby in my lap. I love this girl… all these many babies of mine, so much… yet
He goes past that?
Bleary I ask You…
“How do You love us so much? How can You look down and see all of…. this and love it so much? How do You love us like You do?”
I could feel the perfectly delicious weight of her in my arms
I felt tiny grateful lungs exchanging oxygen to carbon dioxide
I felt the pulse of blood and cells fighting off intruders
I heard brain synapses connecting.
I could feel the breeze of her inhaling and taking in memories and every part of her responding
I could feel the vibration of a warm belly embracing a three am feeding designed specifically just for her.
a system so perfect that smelling her changes my milk to fit her hour by hour needs…
bonds being built , not by words, but by smell, touch , glimpses and taste…and from that…
I could feel the rustle of nails growing… bones stretching.. blood building… organs being nourished
responses from responses..
a deep kettle drum keeping time since before there was time
all while her lashes lay intertwined on her cheeks… she was not making any of this happen
An internal orchestra of gratefulness was emanating from her and He could hear it… He let me hear it… He let me experience it.
Louder and more beautiful than anything I had ever heard.
He is hearing all of this, all the time…
Things going off at all the right times..
The intensity of sound and reverberation…
art created by sound… music? No, way past that.
We are the art of the Creator of the Universe and He loves us deeply
past what we know
He loves us past what we see
what we hear
He loves us past deep..