20 February 2010

Something Beautiful Under Every Sky.

to see my awesome sister.

( Much cuter than Uncle Sam...
wouldn't you agree?)

Kris took that cute photo of Ty and Anne Marie at the coast.
A few minutes later, this beautiful sunset shared itself.

While Anne Marie was in Ghana, she made a particular
entry in her blog which she may be surprised to know I
have read over and over. She entitled the entry, A Separate Sky.
I have found myself several times since, looking at the sky
in a different way. Sometimes, I realize I'm thinking about
people on the other side of the world, wondering what their
sky is looking like right at that same moment. And, I don't
just mean in terms of colors and clouds.
Her entry really taught me something and made me think.
It has been on my mind today.

~~The reason I have had this on my mind, especially now, is
because I have a certain dear friend. Two of her daughters were
in opposing situations today. One, was being sealed for time and
all eternity in the Temple. The other, was by her husbands side
burying his father who suffered an accidental and surprise death.
I attended the Catholic funeral and it was warm and good.
Similarly, a few years ago another dear friend of mine went to the
Temple with her oldest daughter on her wedding day. Earlier that
morning, prior to the temple ceremony, this friend of mine suffered
the passing of her elderly mother. The juxtaposition of these
life events has made me ponder the timing of happenings we are
all faced with...joyous and sad. And. Sometimes all at
the same time. I have been thinking of these friends, and to be
truthful...myself. Why is it we react the ways we do? How does our
mind and heart "separate" the events enough to cope
with the emotions? Or, does it? What would I do? What do I do?
What is it, really, that grounds me enough to "get through" the times
that can feel overwhelming? That are overwhelming. When 'push'
comes to 'shove' from whence do I truly draw my strength?
Every now and again I become philosophical.
The rest of the time, I'm just trying to stay above the fray!~

I want to share Anne Marie's blog entry
from a few months back. She taught me,
and I've thought about her wisdom again today.

Ghanaian Sky, 2009

"My theme song for today was Prospekt's March from Coldplay. As we
drove through the towns and slums I kept hearing this
song in my head. It's taken on new meaning for me.
I'll never be able to
hear it without all the sounds and smells rushing back
to me. Everyday I view and experience a whole
new world. I know we all live under the same sky, but my time
here has made me feel occasionally like I am living
"on my own in a separate sky" far removed from the sky I
am familiar with. I had a new thought occur to me
tonight as I once again sat looking out my window. I spent
my whole day with Ghanaian people who were happy. I realize
now that I came to Ghana with the feeling, and carrying with me
an idea that the people living here are trapped in their poverty,
in their lives, and in a dead end situation.

I assumed the vast majority of people lived each day with a sense
of hopelessness; that they would do anything to get out and away
from their situation in Ghana. I worried about being an intruder in
their world, afraid they would feel uncomfortable with me looking
at them and seeing their poverty. I am beginning to see a different
"sky", one that the Ghanaian people love...not resent.

After our visit with the young women in Manaya Krobo, I couldn't get
over how happy they seemed. Shouldn't they be sad because of their life
situation? Half of them are orphans who have
been rescued from living on the streets. But they are happy.
When we wave to people on the streets
who are sitting in the dirtiest huts, they wave, smile
at us...and genuinely seem happy!

Finally, after being here for [awhile] something in my head tonight
clicked. I really do find happiness with the people where I expected
sadness. My view of a clean American world was my equivalent of a
happy world. Trying to see a dirty African world as a place of
happiness didn't mesh with my mind. My "sky"
was the only one I knew, and surely the one everyone else
wanted...until tonight. People on the streets
laugh and joke with each other, kids play games just like
any other kids do, and people live their life with purpose
just the same as anyone else does. Every life
brings its own colors to create and show the world.

I'm learning to see the Ghanaian colored sky~~~and it's beautiful."

~I am part of all that I have met~
Alfred Lord Tennyson

~We don't see things as they are, we see
them as we are.~
Anais Nin

Look at the sky and see what there is to see...

13 February 2010

Some Kinds Of Heart Disease Are Okay.

Near Mariposa, February 2010
Happy Valentines Day

August 20, 1983

Dear God, I prayed, all unafraid
(as we're inclined to do)
I do not need a handsome man
but let him be like You;
I do not need one big and strong
nor yet so very tall,
nor need he be some genius,
or wealthy, Lord, at all;
but let his head be high, dear God,
and let his eye be clear,
his shoulders straight, whate'er his state,
whate'er his earthly sphere;
and let his face have character,
a ruggedness of soul,
and let his whole life show, dear God,
a singleness of goal;
then when he comes
(as he will come)
with quiet eyes aglow,
I'll understand that he's the man
I prayed for long ago.

~Ruth Bell Graham~

Valentine gift from Kris years ago. It is a piece
of art by Sarah Nugg. I saw it on the cover of
a magazine, commented on it...and he surprised
me with the real deal. The photo is not fantastic,
but if you look closely, the hearts are made from
orange peels, sweet wrappers, shells, stamps, wax
and more. And, I love the little cut-out heart in the
left-hand corner that he had the frame company create.

Our hearts should inspire, shouldn't they?
I have learned that the best changes
often start as single, simple thoughts.

Why is it so fun to find a rock or a leaf or a trunk of
a tree or a piece of coral or a flower that is
shaped like a heart? We always notice it and
single it out...like we found a prize!

(My children found these rocks and coral piece
at the beach. Each one brought them to
me with smiles on their faces. Unexpected
compensation for a day in the sand!)

12 February 2010

"Where In The World Is Carmen SanDiego?" I Mean Anne Marie Hyer.

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07 February 2010

"All Things Bear Record Of Him."

For Kris' 50th birthday I surprised him with an overnight
get-away to Yosemite so he could take photos, photos,
and more photos. It was wet, snowy, mossy, cloudy,
with a touch of sun, and the view changed literally
by the moment. It was beyond beautiful.

Bridalveil Falls

A photograph is usually looked at...
seldom looked into.
~~Ansel Adams~~

When a traveler asked Wordsworth's servant to show him
her master's study, she answered, "here is the library,
but his study is out of doors."
~~Henry David Thoreau~~

One can make a day of any size and regulate the rising
and setting of his own sun and the brightness
of its shining. ~~John Muir~~

Sometimes, I do get to places just when God's ready
to have somebody click the shutter.
~~Ansel Adams~~

(My personal favorite. Taken with my
iphone, if you can believe it.)


Yosemite Valley, to me, is always a sunrise, a glitter of
green and golden wonder in a vast edifice
of stone and space. ~~Ansel Adams~

Another glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs
as nectar to the tongue. ~~John Muir~~