68 posts tagged “vox hunt”
Please share one of your favorite post created by you.
Submitted by Beauty.
Here it is, it was a pictorial of how depression feels to me
Good news is that I kind of feel a little better, but not totally on my feet quite yet.
Balance is soon to come.
Show us something rusty.
Submitted by Colleen M.
Really? I love rusty! So here is some rusty stuff I found on the beach on Saturday
Show us your favorite flower.
Not necessarily my favorite, in fact I am not sure I do have a favorite. I love them all.
and to Vagina lady it says "show us your favorite flower" not show us your flower. do not take this as an invitation. Haha!
Off to get ready for some lovely company. It is supposed to be really beautiful weather today. I love nice spring days.
In honor of Johnny Appleseed Day, show us a tree.
Things I do not like about trees
1. the pollen makes my eyes itchy and my head ache
2. um....I think that is it
Things I LOVE about trees
1. The beauty overwhelms me
2. they inspire poetry, songs, art, and playfulness
3. In the Spring the leaves and blossoms are So bright, they banish the winter greys for months
4. In Summer they shade from the warm sun
5. In Autumn they have a colorful showing in fiery shades
6. They encourage us to climb up to see the world as they do
7. In Winter the bare branches look like crooked fingers trying to grab the sun above
8. a gentle breeze would never be heard if it were not for leaves on a tree
9. Trees are pure Joy
10. all the different shapes they create
11. even after they have fallen and died, they still nurture the soil below them to create more life
12. Birds gather in them and you can listen to their songs about trees
13. they make homes for really cute animals like squirrels, raccoons, and possums.
14. they hold hillsides together
15. they create food for many
seriously I could go on and on.
The pictures on the side, the pussy willows, are from tree that had fallen and it still has enough inside for one last spring showing. I had to take pictures of it's strength.
Show us a musical genius.
Audio: Share a song you could listen to all day on repeat.
I don't know about all day, but I could listen to it a few times in a row. Lately I have been wanting to dig this CD out and listen to this song again, this was a great excuse, enjoy the Junior Boys "teach me how to fight" It feels SO good to listen to. The chorus gets me every time.
Audio: Share your life anthem.
I have posted this song before, but it stirred me so the first time I heard it I cried. I cried the second time as well. I heard it on the radio while riding my bicycle home in the cold rain after some really rough days at work. I did not want to be at the daycare anymore, not because of the kids, but because of the drug dealing, mentally ill, mentally vacant, and hyper controlling people I worked with there. I found myself singing this song in my classroom. It gave me strength to go on. A goal to work to. One year later, I was able to quit working all together. None too soon, as I was dangerously close to a complete mental breakdown. I just held on, sleepless nights, anxiety attacks, always sick, stomach problems, lack of attention, depression, all of the abuse I had received from employers, and parents, and everybody in between, just stopped on the last day of March 2006. I felt a new birth, the first 3 months I was barely awake, I was so exhausted. The time went on and I was getting better sleep, my anxiety attacks are still decreasing (instead of 3-6 a day I have maybe one in a months time) I can go to sleep, and stay asleep now. I have my creative self back, she was gone for a long time. I am in a good place now. I know I have further to go, but the words of that song seemed to give my soul, my heart, my mind JUST enough to get by.
Show us what makes you want to get out of bed in the morning.
Show us what you're thankful for.
Show us your hands.
It went this way I followed.
It twirled the other way, i followed.
It took it's time in the air
I took my time watching it's dance
It had no wings but it knew the sky well
It came to rest lightly in my palm
I thanked it and hoped one day my dance will be half as graceful
I placed it on a puddle, blanketed with it's kin
I took a deep breath and walked on
