mixed media, poetry, Uncategorized

Color me Purple

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Color me Purple – Part 8 of a 9 part poem on mixed media

Finally, after 2 1/2 months of not posting a ‘Color me’ girl, the purple one is done.

Purple is the color of royalty. Maybe it’s because purple robes were worn by royalty in the past and the rare occurrence of purple in nature made it one of the most expensive color dyes to create (source – Bourn Creative).

People of royalty are very wealthy. I consider myself royalty, but not in the earthly sense. I mean, let’s face it, you can’t just become royal. You’re born into it. I do, however, consider myself very wealthy, very powerful, and very free. Free to do what I like. Free to be who I want. Free to be me. Just me. And nobody can take that away.

My treasures are not things like gold and jewels. I could care less about them. My treasures are riches that can’t be bought. Divine and simple. Obtained without stress or anxiety. Deeply fulfilling and eternal.

How about you? What do you consider to be treasure? Are you deeply satisfied? Do you consider yourself wealthy and powerful? And how about free?

Culture, Songs, Spiritual

Eternal Ecstasy & Unimaginable Treasures

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Eternal ecstasy naked eyes can’t see
Unimaginable treasures waiting for me
Though it’s a struggle requiring tenacity
Hope doesn’t disappoint.

To a fallen world I don’t belong
A nomad here, Earth’s not my home
Possessions and riches, they come and they’re gone
Looking forward to a better place.

The above is the beginning of a piece I started writing while I was in Canada. Like most of my writing, it was birthed during one of my quiet times. I wrote it thinking about the peace and stillness that my creator breathes into me, despite the loud noise of a crazy world.

Life is hard, but as long as there is hope, there’s continuation. My hope is not in something tangible though.  It’s not in material possessions, vocational success, affluence, nor status.  I can’t take these things with me when my time here is up. My hope is in my God who has always been, is and will always be ever-present and all-loving.

I thought I was writing a poem when I wrote this. After reading it though, seems to me that it feels more like a song. What do you think?


Do you find happiness in the tangible things this world has to offer? Do these tangibles bring true joy and soul-filled satisfaction? Are acquiring possessions, status, personal peace and affluence the answer to having a successful and fulfilling life?

“The Peaceful Warrior” -3, Spiritual

Where are you looking for happiness?


I absolutely love the movie, “Peaceful Warrior”.  It has inspired me to do a blog series called, “Who, What, Where, When and Why?” This post is the third of this five part series.  And it is inspired by the film’s quote, “Are you happy?”

Whoever said that being married was easy?  That it was a rainbow of colours?  That it meant bright happy days and the absence of sorrow and suffering?  It’s a far cry from any of that.  Don’t get me wrong.  I love my husband and am passionate about my family, but even after 10 years of marriage, it’s stinking hard.  It’s always been hard and I don’t expect that it will ever be easy.  Life is all about making decisions.  And I would have to say that marriage is like that too.  We, as human beings, are soooooo selfish.  We want things our way.  And we want others to fall into our perfect plan, and our ‘perfect’ way.

My awesome husband was traveling for just over a month in order to film his second feature-length film, ‘Internal Mazes’.  During that time I was alone with the kids and had established a daily routine that worked out perfect for me.  I was feeling happy, healthy and energetic.  Then he returned and that routine turned upside down.  Now anybody that knows me very well knows that I LOVE routine.  I thrive when I am in my routine.  I freak out when that routine is all out of whack.  My diet goes haywire.  I get tired and discombobulated.  I drink too much coffee and look for ways to be ‘happy’. So I really need my routine.

I want to share about making decisions though.  We all need to live our lives daily making choices.  And even though I may, at times, feel as if my life is hopeless.  Or as if my marriage won’t be the way I totally want it.  I will still choose to love him.  I will not give up on him, nor our marriage. I’m not perfect, so why should I expect perfection from him (or anybody else, for that matter). Love is a verb, meaning action.  It is patient and kind. It is not proud or rude. It does not demand its own way. It is not irritable, it does not hold grudges. It never gives up, never loses faith and endures through every circumstance (1 Corinthians 4-5&7).  And who says that I would ever be happier in another marriage anyhow?  Who says that my circumstances would give me happiness and contentment?

I mentioned above about looking for ways to be ‘happy’.  So many people think that they will be happy if they just have ‘this’, or if they just have ‘that’.  If they make a lot of money, or have the ‘perfect’ car.  If they find that ‘perfect’ man or woman to share their life with. Or if they reach a certain goal, or obtain a certain title.  Well, I’m so sorry my friends, but none of that will bring true happiness.  Even if everything works out my way and things go according to my plans, that still won’t bring true happiness.  We all have a deep need within our spirits that cries out for completeness and meaning.  A vaccum that is waiting to be filled with Truth and realness.  So then, where do we find this Truth?  Where do we find this Truth that will make us complete, at peace and enable us to live a life with meaning and purpose?  Enable us to find fulfillment, regardless of our circumstances?

It is popular now-a-day to ‘create’ your own truth.  But how absurd is that?  How can one – tiny, fragile, mortal, creature (called ‘human-being’) ‘create’ his own truth?  Either something is truth or it is not.  Black will never be white and pink will never be green.  Vegetables will never be meat, and milk will never be almonds.  Am I right?  Don’t try and tell me that black is white because I will already know that is not true.

So then, the same goes for my belief system.  I choose to believe in Truth.  And I believe that Jesus is Truth.  That He is the only way to find true fulfillment and satisfaction.  That He is the only one that can give meaning to life and can complete me as a person.  My husband can not complete me.  He is just a fragile, mortal, imperfect individual that will one day die – just like me – and just like every single person that walks on the face of this earth.  And my lifestyle – my job, food, fitness, family, and the list goes on – will never complete me.  All these things will pass away.  And when I am old and ready to leave this world, nothing that I can find here – nothing that is temporal – will go into eternity with me.  Just the decisions I have made and the way that I have lived my life.

So then, where are you looking for happiness?  Where are you searching for peace, contentment and meaning?  Where are you looking to find that which completes you?  I’m interested to know your story.  Please leave a comment and let’s discuss this.