Monthly Archives: October 2011

Want to Be

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Needing doesn’t always allow you to see: Wanting makes you think about where you should be. ~ SMS

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Mountain Jewels: A local Journey

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Rest: I’ll admit…..I’ve never been much of an advocate for going to bed or getting up early. In fact, early is a word that has unintentionally become non-existent in my world. Such as today, after I had already confirmed to myself that I would be out of bed before 7:00am to write about yesterdays adventure…..

As you can see, it is nearly 16 hours later and I am just getting around to doing so. My alarm happens to have this magical button called “Snooze” that prohibits me from getting up. It becomes oh so tempting to press (usually more than once) before the sun has risen-and it just doesn’t seem fit to start the day without light shining through my windows.

So for now, until I can come up with a better excuse explanation: that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

Anyway, back to the REAL story. Its much prettier.

“Its amazing what you can discover right out your back door.”  Dads words, not mine 😉

This is not out my back door per se- just ironically close to where I live. What is amazing though, is that you can live somewhere and not even know what is around you. 

Rest isn’t always another word to define sleep.(in some cases, it absolutely is) Sometimes it’s just the opposite. Sometimes its taking a break from everyday and sometimes is opening your eyes to see whats new. And it could that the “new” has been there all along, but the day you get tired of looking at the old is when you finally take the time to really see it. So yesterday we took a drive, all of us needing a break, or simply a change of scenery. And it didn’t take long before we discovered this:

 It didn’t look like this at first, but we drove a little further. After passing over a bridge, -over the hills and through the woods- we pulled off on a side road and at last— The beginning of all great discoveries………….stairs.

Tucked away in the midst of jewel colored trees was something “new” waiting to be discovered. I felt like it was one of those scenes from a storybook fairytale. . It could have been plucked straight from Snow white and the seven dwarfs. You literally had to be there to understand.

I’m slowly learning that theres another aspect to writing that not all words can capture. Pictures add another dimension to the journey, and I really feel like I will be including more of them into my posts. In this case however, even pictures do this no justice.

The trees give those subtle “hints” that fall is here. Its a change that happens before our eyes and all we have to do is watch.

 Just as with my gardening adventure this year, nature shows us things and allows us to see past the hustle and bustle daily life brings. We all become so caught up in whats going on in our lives that we often miss some of the most amazing parts of it.  

 

Something as simple as taking a drive led us to this beautiful place and totally made my afternoon. Whatever else was going on didn’t matter. Because when you open your eyes and start to look, there is so much more that really matters.

Its a place where two roads can diverge to form somewhere new. And in fact it can make all the difference.

A re-cap of this years gardening “Adventure”

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Being trapped indoors most of last winter, I decided that when spring arrived I wanted to do something outside, something productive and different. So after seeing the many advertisements for gardening stores and the hearing about “Home grown farming” movement that’s been taking off this year, I thought trying my hand green thumb in some red Georgia clay would be the perfect place to start.

 The thought of growing plants….-REAL Plants. Not the cheesy plastic ones that live all year round- really caught my interest. So needless to say, it didn’t take much convincing and I was off……..

 

With seeds in hand……

And to be honest….I had absolutely no idea what I was doing. Or getting into.

 I’ve always loved plants, but have never set aside time to actually tend to them….

 

 Lets just say for a long time, the cheesy plastic ones and I have been very good friends. But this year that changed.

I decided to start small. Really small in fact.  But I didn’t care. Because to me, size didn’t  really matter. It was about getting out, getting started and trying something new. So that’s what I did.

 

 

We did. Always best to have help. 😀

 

 It was trial and error. Finding what works, what doesn’t work. Things you can work around.

*Also known as down on your hands and knees weeding for hours on end.

 and things you cant. – Pesky bugs that find joy munching on anything and everything. 

For the most part, I can say it is something I am really glad I did. Watching plants grow, taking care of and being a part of the whole journey: its something you really don’t understand until you experience it for yourself. 

 

 Seeing the first blooms….never gets old.

 

 One small step for the experienced gardener. One Giant step for amature me.

 

 

And of course seeing the miracles that come along with it make all the work worthwhile.

To anyone out there, reading this, and looking for something new, I wouldn’t ignore the opportunity to do what I did. It may seem like a lot of work. At times it was. But even if you start with a few pots of flowers….They dont ask for much and it really is amazaing watch.

Even Buddy enjoyed it. I think.

 

 *pumpkin – for the sole purpose of taking pictures.

I did say I enjoyed this adventure. For the most part. It was still sad to see things come to an end.

 

But the journey outweighs the end……

And for me, adds all the more reason to do it again next year.

My Second “Beginning”

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I really appreciate all my family and friends and anyone who has stopped by, read, or commented on one of my post. I can’t believe I already have “followers” after only a month. Thank you! I love that, and I hope you keep reading.

 

This past week, I feel like I’ve temporarily lost track of what direction I wanted to take this new journey of mine. If you hadn’t already noticed, its taken me nearly a week to write this, but I guess I now understand why.
I jumped in hoping a direction would come to me, and in a way I was right. But in another, I know that no matter what direction that is, its up to me to take the first step towards it.
I realize my start on this blogging adventure was a little rough, but it got me started and that’s what matters more than anything. After months almost a year of procrastination, I finally took the first step. I wasn’t sure how I was going to begin, but as I got going, I knew that it would change (things inevitably always do) so I tried not to focus on that. I just knew I had to trust it.
There’s nothing saying that I have to stick to any one thing forever ( at least to this day, I haven’t see a sign saying so) Hence the reason I chose the name Freedom to Change.

But I’m realizing there’s so much more to change than just the occasional reality check. There’s always that moment where you have to stop talking and start listening to see what is really being said. This week I stopped and listened for a while to hear what I was saying.

Like I said, I took the first step, but now I am taking a tiny step forward.

If there’s something you want, you can’t be afraid to chase after it. You can’t sit around waiting for it to come to you, even if you’re not sure how it’s going to affect your world. And when you feel a “push” towards a certain direction, you have to trust it. There has to be a spark of something you feel strongly about. And once that spark is lit, it takes off and there’s no stopping it.

I’m realizing that everything we do has an impact in someway. I’m realizing that not everything I write has to be 4 pages long. And I’m realizing that if I want to take a day and talk about my new pair of polka dot colored socks, that there is nothing wrong with that! (And I promise you, I will get around to doing so one day)

 But what I’m seeing so far is that I can’t write about change when I’m still changing myself, and I can’t write about life when I’m still living it.

I can only write about my journey through it, and all the little things that make it worth writing.

I love life…..more specifically, I love MY life and I want to make sure I embrace it in every way possible.

I’m not going to look back and I’m not second guessing, I’m just moving forward with the changes life brings.

I’d love to make a difference.

And I’d love to change the world.
But I know that’s something I can’t do on my own.

It has to start by changing ourselves.
Therefore I am starting by changing me.

I don’t want another day to pass by without taking advantage of every minute of it.

I want to discover all those little things and details that make life truly amazing. There’s so much more beyond that make our dreams literally become a reality.

I’m hoping you’ll join me on this journey, and I don’t want you to just listen to me, I hope listen with me.
Because I guess what I’m really saying is:

I’d love it if you would change the world with me.