It Didn’t Come with a Manual
I packed up all my things, put them in storage (it took two units) and headed to Chandler, Texas in early...
Read MoreCEO Space, my gratitude
Over the summer I have made several trips. On one trip I was in Long Beach to shoot video of Tamara Taylor for her new website. Lisa picked us up from the airport and told us we had to go to a CEOSpace meeting with her. Tamara and I had both been traveling for hours and were not ready to go to a “meeting” of any kind. We were stuck (Lisa was driving) and had to go. We were late and had to slip in the back of the room and at first Tamara and I were not listening or paying attention, then something happened and we both looked at each other. Wow, were we hearing correctly? Could this really be true? A networking group that is cooperative, not competitive; where members ask What are you doing and how can I help you? The speaker was different from anyone else I have heard speak Berny or BJ Dorhman, the CEO and Founder of CEOSpace. Tamara and I both stopped pretending to listen and really started listening. It was amazing. Later we got to do a sort of speed networking and then we found ourselves in a group with others. These people are so loving and truely interested in what we were doing. We laughed, cried, shared our dreams and so much more. You would have thought we had known each other for years. It is really difficult to explain. We were encouraged to meet with BJ the next night to see if CEOSpace was a possible fit for us. Tamara and I were not sure if we wanted to and if we would even have the time to meet – we did go and the meeting was unbelievable, really. I have a video of the conversation between Berny and Tamara, check back later to see it posted. Without Lisa all that happened in the next few months would not have been possible. I will save that for another post, this one is for Lisa. Lisa, I love you, I am grateful. Lisa makes the most beautiful one of a kind jewelry. I got to wear a Lisa Coltman original to the CEOSpace Forum in July – what an honor, you are really special when you own and wear a Lisa Coltman! I will post a photo of my name tag and a link soon. Off to church now with the girls. ...
Read MoreMom-in-law :)
This is for you Jean Burney, my mom-in-law (is that really a word?!?)… I gotta go in a minute, just had to post this before I left – a quick thought of thanks for all you are… Thank you most of all for My David, you will never know how much joy he brings me (oh yes and grief too ) Thank you for having him… Thank you for believing in UFO’s and seeing them – most people can’t see them. You have the heart of a child and are able to believe in the things that most of us give up on. Thank you for believing… Thank you for welcoming me into the family. I feel like I am a part of this wonderful family and have always been. Thank you… Thank you for having a pool to play in, and taking David on summer trips so that he could tell me about them even to this day. Thank you for teaching him so much. Especially thank you for teaching him how to hear what most people can’t hear – for the experiences of family members that visit him and bring him joy. Thank you for allowing him to be open like that… This heart is for you for all you have brought into my life… Okay here is another one – David says that one does not look like a heart LOL… >>>>>>>>>>> Susie, my wicked step mom (as she calls herself) Susie, lover of animals – mom to Prissy (may she rest in peace), Winnie and Caesar – wonderful trainer. Taught Winnie how to dance, do “monkey paws” and so much more. You delight in rescuing animals that need it and make it a pleasure to visit with them. Thank you for being a wonderful animal advocate… Susie always has a wonderful meal ready to put on the table, any time I drop by – announced or unannounced. Yummy dishes and delightful conversation make meals in your kitchen a joy to indulge in. So good I can’t think of what my favorite meal is – oh yeah I know, I know… it’s all of them! Thank you for being a wonderful meal maker… When I come to visit I feel like a college student coming home for the weekend; I get to wash my clothes, stay in MY room, MY bathroom is set up just like I like it with all the sea things right there to enjoy, I get to eat home-cooked meals and just visit. Thank you for opening up your home and making it mine… You are a beautiful gardener, your flowers and plants are wonderful to enjoy. The entryway to your front door reminds me of a pixy forest or fairytale wonderland. Thank you for the wonderful sights to enjoy… This heart is for...
Read MoreMom Hardin
Norma Jean Hardin, my mom. Mom, this message is for you… My mom has the most beautiful eyes, green with some blue. I can remember my mom taking me, Tam and Jim to the zoo, the park, and of course church – dressed up all a like (sorry for the red velvet outfits Jim LOL). We had fun and we played hard, really hard – bicycles on birthdays, there was a sand box in there somewhere, we got dirty – mom let us, she didn’t care if she had to wash the dirt out or get grass stains out of our clothes – she was fun like that. When you are a kid you don’t know how fun your mom is, you don’t realize that she does not complain about the dirty clothes, cooking every meal, washing the dishes so we can play, sewing clothes, sweeping and mopping – you just get to be. Mom thanks for letting us just BE. My mom sewed beautiful dresses for me for the prom and many other dances, I still have one of them – sadly the others were destroyed by mold in Florida :{ David, my husband always loved the dresses; our favorite one I think was the Gone With The Wind curtain dress – it was floor length, green velvet with white lace trim, fitted top, with a flowing skirt on bottom. My mom dress me up like I was a princess – I felt like one too. Thanks mom for the loving devotion, for the sewing time… My mom decided to learn how to redo furniture – so we had chairs with new covers on them. She also did this antiquing thing with wood and we had some really colorful dressers, chairs, etc. – turquoise was one I recall and there was red too. She also did this really cool tie-dyed sheet that she framed and hung on the wall in my sisters room. We never got bored with our rooms, she could always find a way to recreate them! Thanks mom for the creativity… I have to mention how clean my mom was – this just has to be said. When we got old enough to be helpful, mom had us clean stuff – sure we did the dishes and the floors, but other stuff too… like the books, oh my goodness we had BOOKS – and mom thought that they were dust collectors, so every now and then we would have to take each book off the shelf and dust off… sure the book shelf, but also the book edges, the outside covers AND the inside covers! Today I must admit that I think books are supposed to collect dust, that gives them the aged look, I am thinking that makes them more valuable, RIGHT?!?! Mom thanks for making us clean the books… Oh and mentioning cleaning… mom had this thing about the cars being clean, even in the winter in Erie, PA. I have to tell this one, we all still get a kick out of this one, except maybe dad, who couldn’t get the doors open. You know in the North during winter there is lots of snow and with snow comes the road dirt (salt, cinders, whatever they are using to keep the roads safe) – so mom decided to wash the car in the garage (since it was 20 degrees outside, that seemed logical). The car looked great! We loved it cause we had an instant ice rink in the garage – wahoo! (Sorry about the doors dad – frozen shut:) Thanks mom...
Read MoreHeart Rocks
August 25th, 2009 | Author: Kim Finding heart rocks at the beach My granddaughters are still here from Texas and yesterday I taught them how to allow heart rocks to show up in their lives. We took a walk on the beach and I told them how everytime I go there I stop, look down at my feet and feel the joy of seeing the heart shaped rock that God sends me. This has been happening for me for a few years now. Jasmine is 7 and Maaliyah is 5 – at first they just did not see the heart rock before them. Then I asked them to just walk with me and watch how it worked, with absolute confidence I took a few steps and looked down and sure enough there was a heart shaped rock at my feet. The girls still had a bit of trouble, so I told them to just tell God to please show them a heart rock. They started seeing them slowly at first and the rocks were not exactly perfect (not puffy rocks as Jasmine liked to say), then as they started understanding and getting clear about what they wanted the rocks started turning up more perfect. I explained to the girls that the less perfect rocks were ones that were “signs of land,” leading them to what they really wanted. They are teaching me to play everyday, to eat regular meals on time with fruit and vegetables, to read a story before going to bed, to pray before we eat, to smile and laugh… I am so...
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