QUOTATIONS that Motivate & Inspire Me


First, before I delve into the subject of quotations, let me say that I am so grateful. I realized this afternoon that I have 905 followers. That is a huge increase from the last time I wrote. I am bamboozled, pleased, and so thankful. To show my appreciation, I will endeavour to write more consistently. Thank you and please drop a line, share your thoughts.   

Today would have been my mother’s 99th birthday. She was my biggest fan and my inspiration. I miss you Mom.

KING - 1999 EVELYN ROBERTSON a beaut

Evelyn King Robertson, August 27, 1918 – February 13, 2007.

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QUOTATIONS

That Motivate & Inspire Me

I am a compulsive quote recorder. Words spoken in a documentary, movie, book or anywhere, suddenly stop me in my tracks & a little light flickers in my consciousness & I have to pause and jot them down. Some inspire. Some justify a belief system I have developed over the decades of my life. Some simply make me feel good. Whatever the feeling they evoke, I now record them in my Mac ‘Notes’, but in the previous millennium, I filled notebooks with other peoples’ ruminations.

“Choose to be happy. ” That bit of advice was groundbreaking for me in the 1970’s. The thought that happiness is a choice was mind blowing to me! This altered my way of dealing with the bad bits. Everyone’s life is filled with every possible emotion – with sadness, tragedy, success, failure, but it is how we choose to live our lives, despite any and all of those, that defines us.

I think most everyone wrestles with thoughts on religion, spirituality, the meaning of life. I know I have gone through massive and meaningful changes in my belief systems over the years, resulting in an about turn from the religious teachings of my youth. I have not thrown out the proverbial baby with the bath water, in that I still believe in love, the golden rule and so on, however, my views on many issues, including afterlife, have altered dramatically. (Many of my posts touch on this subject, but specifically see, “An Oak Tree and I”)

Following are some quotes I have recorded. They make me think, make me laugh, inspire, encourage, illuminate:

“Who sets my course,
Determines my values, my right, my wrong,
Gives me strength, or succumbs to weakness,
Judges me,
… the Person in the Mirror”

– unknown

“If we are all alone, we are all together in that too. Realizing that helps me sometimes.”
– Kathy Bates’ character in the movie, ‘P.S. I Love You’

“Don’t Believe everything you think.”
– Jan Arden

“Above all, do not loose your desire to walk. I know of no thought so burdensome that one cannot walk away from it.”
– Kierkegaard

“I have decided on a destination; the path is but a detail. I have begun my walk.”
– Richard Paul Evans, ‘The Walk’  – Alan Christofferson’s Diary

“She’s not really gone. She’s still a part of you. What part of you is your choice. She can be a spring of gratitude and joy, or she can be a fountain of bitterness and pain. It is entirely up to you.”
– Richard Paul Evans, ‘TheWalk’

“Ring the bells that still can ring,
Forget your perfect offering,
There’s a crack in everything,
That’s how the light gets in.”
– Leonard Cohen

“I’m FINE:
Fucked-up,
Insecure,
Neurotic,
Egotistical”
– Louise Penny, ‘Dead Cold’

Buddhist Quotes

“You will not be punished for your anger, you will be punished by your anger.”

“Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.”

ZEN-BUDDHISM – a wee primer ….
. ‘Buddha’ is a title, ‘one who is awake’ — in the sense of having ‘woken up to reality’.
. Buddha has great compassion which is completely impartial, embracing all living beings without discrimination.
. Buddha developed a practice and way of life that he called “The Middle Way,” a path of moderation – away from the extremes in every aspect of life. By “middle”, Buddha essentially meant that we need to embrace both spiritualism as well as materialism, just like the front and back sides of a sheet of paper. . Zen embraces the two opposites and integrates the two to bring about a condition which can help an individual reach the highest dimension, mushotoku.

Buddha

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WINTER WATERCOLOUR .


It has been snowing here the past 24 hours – I mean it is a windy, gusting, noisy blizzard – a perfect day to stay indoors.

On our front porch, my birch bark wreath wore the snow like an elegant white fur cape. That inspired me to sketch it and paint in watercolour.

The inspiration and the result:

Winter storm from our front window
Winter storm from our front window
Birch Bark Wreath wearing a blanket of snow.
Birch Bark Wreath wearing a blanket of snow at our front door.
Watercolour painting of Birch Bark Wreath in Winter
My Watercolour painting of Birch Bark Wreath in Winter

Since I have not painted for almost two years, this was a feel-good accomplishment.

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FRIENDSHIP . Organization Fun Inspiration .


Back on May 11, 2015, I posted “STITCHES . Adapting Evolving “ in which I wrote of yet one more new phase in my life. It began with the flutter of self doubt about my art and writing, and frustration with the clutter in my allocated Art Room.

The room – a luxury in our small home – contained a multitude of art supplies –  easels, paints – both watercolours and acrylics, canvases, journals, framed and unframed paintings, framed and unframed prints, my art note cards, and on and on. In addition, the room contained drafts of writing projects, old photo albums; a large box of too-precious-to-dump papers and cards from my mothers funeral; my husband’s out-of-season clothing; office supplies; more photo albums … well, you get the picture. It was so disorganized I could barely move in there and finding anything was a constant battle of perseverance.

So friends Kay and Janis came to help organize me! Now I must say, both ladies are organized and have beautiful Craft Rooms (photos of which I showed in my May 11th post “Stitches …”). But Janis is in a league of her own. She is a whirlwind of organized thought and activity. Not only did she find a place for everything, but put everything in its own place.

First she eliminated a wing back chair and Greg’s out-of-season clothing. Then she removed stuff to outside the room to be sorted later. She moved the remaining furniture around. I gave her free reign, after all I sure had no idea of where to begin. Janis even went to my bedroom where I had knitting supplies and a stash of wool, and to my dining room where I had journals, pens, markers, washi tapes. She unearthed boxes from the laundry room and under a bed that contained original art, prints, celophane bags, matts. My new sewing maching was tucked away in my front closet. She found room for all of it in my small, newly organized, Sewing/ Art/ Craft Room. Unbelievable.

Janis was amazing. Kay and I, the worker bees, obediently and cheerfully fetched, lifted, moved. Janis delved into each bag, box and pile of stuff and left it to me to determine if each item was a keeper or garbage. Nothing escaped her notice.

Janis, 'Organizer Supreme', on right. 'Worker Bees', Kay center, and myself.
On completion of my new room – On right, Janis, ‘Organizer Supreme’. ‘Worker Bees’, Kay center, and myself.

It took two full days from 10:30 AM to 8 PM. We stopped midway each day for lunch, wine, laughter. At the end of it all, here are the results …

My newly organized sewing/art/craft room (1)
My newly organized sewing/art/craft room (1), with some of my art and needlework on the wall – hopefully minimizing the presence of large photos of moi. Janis hung them. She said: “They should be here. This is Linda’s room!”  My wool stash is underneath. And my sewing machine, waiting for its own table, tells me to “get busy”. 
My newly organized sewing/art/craft room (2).
My newly organized sewing/art/craft room (2).

The third wall housed 3 cabinets – one organized for writing, my story drafts and my published work. One cabinet holds photo albums, art books, etc. The third contains my fabric stash, sewing patterns and supplies. This cabinet is smaller than the other two, pefect for standing most of my orininal art work.

The fourth wall has a T-V and a closet with shelves along the top and on each end … yup, you guessed it – all organized with areas for office supplies, art supplies, art in progress, large canvases, old journals, and two boxes which are a ‘Family Millenium Time Capsule’ which will be opened in 2025.

Fun. Satisfying. Energizing. Inspiring.

Thank you Kay and Janis for removing some of the clutter from my home and my mind.

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SEIZE THE MOMENT .


Mother’s Day . May 10, 2015

You haven’t heard from me on Inknpetals for several months. I just didn’t have anything to say.

My creative juices were dried up. I was in transition, in a funk, in limbo, but open to inspiration, waiting for a new passion to take over my thoughts, my dreams. In the meantime, I kept our public library in business, knowing that the funk will pass. It always does – you know: ebb and flow, up and down, sunshine always follows the rain …..

But that limbo phase is uncomfortable. You know – the first few months of being an empty nester, or retiree, or your partner retires or leaves, or when you no longer enjoy what you have spent your time doing, or whatever.

When that happens, I find it best to wait it out. Wait until you are inspired to re-create yourself, find new purpose, new passion. Give it time to evolve or for a spark to ignite your imagination..

Then, when flutters of excitement unexpectedly appear – grab on to that seed of creativity that is germinating in the nether regions of your consciousness. Never ignore the little sparks. Follow up. When nurtured, the seed of an idea sprouts leaves and more branches, often resulting in a new venture, a new skill or hobby that may bring enormous joy, satisfaction & a sense of accomplishment.

Talk about mixed metaphors ! But my point is –

Seize the moment. That is what I did recently and I am definitely out of my funk.

In a day or so I will post what it is that has my juices flowing again. Just maybe you too will be inspired to tackle something new, something that will rejuvenate .

A very Happy Mother’s Day to all mom readers.

Cheers, until next time …

Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass …💛 . A Re-Blog .


A re-blog from Red Carpet Nursing

We all tend to accept the easy route most days. Here are some wise thoughts to waken your emotions and brain cells as you enjoy your morning coffee or tea …

Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass.. It’s about learning to dance in the rain💛...

This quote sounds nice, and it bugs rather more every time I see it, which of course is rather often these days. It irritates and, frankly, offends me.

When we let others box us into such either-or decisions like this one, we ignore and surrender a multitude of other possibilities. Why would anyone want to surrender almost every option available like that, abandon imagination and intelligent thought, simply because someone dares restrict them to just two paltry choices?

I find lots of nice, useful things to do when it’s raining, inside or outside. Whoever came up with this romantic-sounding pap offers both awful practical advice and a metaphor for intellectual sloth, passively letting others grant you your narrow slice of options. Fake freedom, in fact. You can idle in the cage we offer or you can sing instead: isn’t it wonderful, they imply, that you can choose to sing?

Why on earth would anyone feel a need to settle for a choice between standing around idle or dancing wet? What makes such a choice any sort of inspirational lesson on life? Life is about seeing, interpreting, imagining, adapting, learning, creating, growing, building. It’s about freedom, not subservience. It’s about refusing to settle so easily as others suggest. It’s about paying attention to meaning and consequences – why THESE choices? Why not others? – not just heedlessly letting pretty words wash over.

This is a quote asking us to live like sheep and to feel thankful for it. Humans can do far, far better.

I choose to do far, far better. I demand it! Do you?”

Posted on October 26, 2014 by gregmercer601

http://bigredcarpetnursing.com

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Dr. SEUSS’s GARDEN . Journal .


Last Friday I received an emergency phone call from my daughter Joanna. Thankfully it was neither a medical, nor a life-and-death, emergency. Rather, Joanna is decor-challenged and was requesting me to visit on Sunday to help her decorate her new office. Jo is a supervisor in the Pre-Kindergarten Program at a Public School Board of Education a two-hour drive away from me.  On Monday, training of new Early Childhood Education teachers was to begin and she wanted her drab, empty office, filled with mis-matched furniture to take on a more inspirational and professional look.

Why, oh why, did I not think to take a ‘before’ picture?????

Now, on the surface, this does not seem a big deal. However, during the course of the phone call, it was decided (by whom I am no longer sure) that I would do some art for above Jo’s desk.  My planning wheels began turning but ground to an abrupt halt when she could not decide on a theme or  inspirational quotes.  Attempting to draw ideas was sullied because she and her partner were prepping for a big family gathering the next day – tents and all, so Jo’s office ideas were not flowing at that moment. Colour was an easy get. She loves purple “because it means power” and turquoise … just because.

However at 2:30 in the morning, ideas apparently were flowing. Deeply asleep, I could hear my iPhone humming in the distance saying a message had arrived. That didn’t really waken me, but a subsequent 6 or 7 texts did. Joanna was sending quotations for me to consider for the painting. I told her the quotes had to be meaningful to her, for the painting to be personal and representative. The first many ideas were inspirational quotations often seen by those who love such things (like moi), but they seemed too stuffy, too serious. Then – she sent one by Dr. Seuss and it seemed so Joanna. Not only that, the sentiment was perfect for an ECE supervisor who spends her professional life working with 4 year olds and their teachers.

Now I was wide awake and we were on a roll. Jo sent several more. Game on. Then, “g’nite”. Except, by this time, it was 4 A.M. and I could not fall back asleep. As a result, Saturday I slept in until 11:30 A.M. After a wake-up coffee, I drove to an art supply store in Barrie (a half hour each way) to buy a canvas so I could attempt to accomplish a finished panting by the end of the day. I had decided it would be a whimsical Zentangle painting. The driving time allowed me to think of a way to incorporate several quotations into one painting.

By dinner time, I was sketching my ideas in my Midori. About 7 pm I was drawing my plan with pencil on the 36″x24″ canvas.

Sunday, I arrived at my daughter’s home, visited awhile with my three teenage grandchildren, then Joanna and I were off to Home Sense to buy office accoutrements. Finally we arrived at her office, armed with shopping bags, a painting, hammer & nails and even varnish & brush to apply a second coat to the painting.

Following are the results:

Joanna's office
Joanna’s office

Jo in office

Joanna at her desk

Dr. Seuss's Garden

 

Dr. Seuss’s Garden

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LOOK AT THE HAND . Journal .


My Zentangled Loves-of-My-Life Hand

This is my hand. It is a symbol of my passions, the loves-of-my-life:   music, writing, my completed genealogy volumes, flowers,painting, of my aging (better than the alternative!) arthritic lumps and twists on each finger. Also, I depicted treasured jewellery – a ruby ring from my parents on my 18th birthday, a lovely pave (how do i insert an accent?) diamond ring from my husband (which was lost several years ago), my mother’s diamonds, and my Tiffany bracelet from my five wonderful children.

How did you spend Saturday and Sunday? It was beautiful, mostly sunny, but a little cool in Wasaga Beach – my kind of day. So I walked my ShihTzu/Bijon, Duffy, read on our deck, did some Suduko puzzles and perused some blogs. In doing so, I found the happy delightful and informative http://www.creativeoperation.blogspot.ca. I have seen many zentangled hands, but the one in ‘A Creative Operation’ had music notes and a keyboard on it. That triggered my creative juices and the inspiration for my hand, filled with the bits, pieces and loves in my life.

Knowing we are each a part of all that we meet along the road of life, I hope Jackie and Michelle (A Creative Operation, Art Journal) enjoy my version of the hand. I hope too, that you enjoy this personal entry in my Midori journal.

If you haven’t attempted Zentangling, I urge you to do so. It is completely relaxing and focused so the cares of your day wash away in the creative juices. And if you live nearby, I conduct Zentangle workshops, so feel free to get in touch.

INSIGHT & INSPIRATION (2) . Memoir . Quotations .


Coco, my friend
Coco, my friend.

INSIGHT & INSPIRATION  (2)

Quotations

I collect quotes. I have for decades.

So I thought I would occasionally share some with you – a few at a time – ones that depict my mood on the particular day. I wrote one of my all time favourites on my “About Me” page, right here in inknpetals.wordpress.com :

“Literature had told him that everything had happened before, everything had been endured before, and so everything could be endured again.”       

AARON LATHAM: ‘Orchids for Mother’ 1977

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And … I love the following. Methinks it explains a lot  . . .

“Violence is the last refuge of the incompetent.”

Isaac Asimov

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Inner Peace

“ …I whole-heartedly believe that the feeling of deep inner peace is 

neurological circuitry located in our Right Brain. 

(This circuitry is) always running and always available …

It is not something we bring with us from the past or project into the future.

Step one to experiencing inner peace is the willingness to 

be present in the right here, right now.” 

Jill Bolte Taylor, Ph.D. (neuroanatomist)  ~ “My Stroke of Insight” (p.159)

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Procrastination is the act of replacing high priority actions and tasks with low priority ones.  It is the act of watching television when your exams are 3 days away. It is the act of sitting on your computer instead of going out and socializing.”

Daniel: growupproper.wordpress.com

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DREAMS . ‘Decades’ . My teens .


Capping Feb 63

Dreams from RL&M vol3

Excerpt from my 3rd genealogy volume, ROBERTSON Lineages & Memoirs . Genealogies for My Children & Theirs”

my apologies, and thanks, to Helen Steiner Rice. Your words saved me.

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