A Focused Journey: Finding a focus on the other side of 50.

I believe everyone’s life has a purpose. We are here to discover that purpose then use whatever gifts were bestowed upon us to make this world a better place. Some of us are fortunate as we know at an early age what that purpose is. Others, well, we go along, often digressing from the road that will take us there. This is me. Now on the other side of 50, I am finding my way back to that road that will lead to my life’s purpose. Welcome to my journey.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

What's On Your Workdesk Wednesday

It feels good to be home creating again in my own work space. Everything has yet to be unpacked so my favorite ruler and craft knife need to be unearthed. On a good note, I came home to a clutter-free desk as I took the time to put everything away before leaving. I did this more as an insurance policy against the cats getting into mischief and thieving things rather than trying to be neat & tidy.

Last night I just had to make SOMETHING but still worn from the long drive, my mind wasn't cooperating so I decided on getting the next set of ATC’s for the series done.

Turquoise Flower Flourish

This morning I started the ATC for the Song Title Challenge:

“Jar of Hearts” by Christina Perri.

After neatly sorting the hearts by color Allistair decided I needed some assistance and many of them landed on the floor.

Joining What's on Your Workdesk Wednesday, peeking in on other creative/messing desks.

5 comments:

glitterandglueApril 16, 2014 at 9:41 AM
Oh dear, Diane. These little critters do help by making things worse sometimes, don't they? I love the ATCs - you managed those before the help arrived!
Have a special Easter.
Margaret #18
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LorraineApril 16, 2014 at 11:37 AM
lovely and a cute cat..I am on the other side of 50 too love that title
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ChrysalisApril 16, 2014 at 3:27 PM
The ATCs look great, and your kitty is gorgeous! Easter blessings from one who's the other side of 60 - and loving it! Chris # 31
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AnneApril 17, 2014 at 6:15 PM
Hi there I love the ATC's. Cute kitty you have there. Thank you for visiting me. Sorry I'm late. Anne x #51
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aspiritofsimplicityApril 19, 2014 at 5:44 AM
oh i just love the jars of hearts!! So pretty and colorful.
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Thank you so much for stopping by. Please share your insights.

THE JOURNEY

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice--
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do--
determined to save
the only life you could

The Dark Night Of The Soul
By Saint John of the Cross
Translated by A.Z. Foreman

Songs of the soul rejoicing at having achieved the high state of perfection, the Union with God, by way of spiritual negation.

Once in the dark of night,
Inflamed with love and wanting, I arose
(O coming of delight!)
And went, as no one knows,
When all my house lay long in deep repose

All in the dark went right,
Down secret steps, disguised in other clothes,
(O coming of delight!)
In dark when no one knows,
When all my house lay long in deep repose.

And in the luck of night
In secret places where no other spied
I went without my sight
Without a light to guide
Except the heart that lit me from inside.

It guided me and shone
Surer than noonday sunlight over me,
And lead me to the one
Whom only I could see
Deep in a place where only we could be.

O guiding dark of night!
O dark of night more darling than the dawn!
O night that can unite
A lover and loved one,
Lover and loved one moved in unison.

And on my flowering breast
Which I had kept for him and him alone
He slept as I caressed
And loved him for my own,
Breathing an air from redolent cedars blown.

And from the castle wall
The wind came down to winnow through his hair
Bidding his fingers fall,
Searing my throat with air
And all my senses were suspended there.

I stayed there to forget.
There on my lover, face to face, I lay.
All ended, and I let
My cares all fall away
Forgotten in the lilies on that day.

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Wednesday, April 16, 2014

What's On Your Workdesk Wednesday

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