Comments for Creative Musings from a Joyful Heart http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog Random thoughts about life and art from Lorrie... Sat, 30 Aug 2008 12:38:10 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.5 Comment on Blessings from Weeds by Peg http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/archives/14#comment-27 Peg Thu, 26 Jun 2008 14:14:59 +0000 http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/?p=14#comment-27 I love reading your Musings, they are so uplifting! For the past two years, there has been alot of weeds in my garden (family problems), but guess what, under all those weeds, the strawberries appeared. Have been trying to get those strawberries to show up again and like magic, it happen. What was my strawberries, I lost 30 pounds without trying and the weeds are thinning out! I love my "weeds"! I hope everyones weeds turn out to be a blessing. Thanks for the reminder, Lorrie! I love reading your Musings, they are so uplifting! For the past two years, there has been alot of weeds in my garden (family problems), but guess what, under all those weeds, the strawberries appeared. Have been trying to get those strawberries to show up again and like magic, it happen. What was my strawberries, I lost 30 pounds without trying and the weeds are thinning out! I love my “weeds”! I hope everyones weeds turn out to be a blessing. Thanks for the reminder, Lorrie!

]]> Comment on Beginnings… by Sylvia http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/archives/1#comment-21 Sylvia Sun, 22 Jun 2008 14:29:35 +0000 http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/?p=1#comment-21 What wondeful words.you are a writer for sure..I too have small wild strawberries here and there on my property,and I will surely look at them in a different way now.. they do have a different taste, and if the chipmonks, squirrels or other wild animals do not get them first.. I will feast in a different way now, more looking and enjoying before they are "popped"into my mouth..thanks for sharing What wondeful words.you are a writer for sure..I too have small wild strawberries here and there on my property,and I will surely look at them in a different way now.. they do have a different taste, and if the chipmonks, squirrels or other wild animals do not get them first.. I will feast in a different way now, more looking and enjoying before they are “popped”into my mouth..thanks for sharing

]]> Comment on Blessings from Weeds by Terry S http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/archives/14#comment-20 Terry S Sun, 22 Jun 2008 03:02:39 +0000 http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/?p=14#comment-20 Such lovely sentiments, and, as always, written so beautifully and from the heart. And practical advice too ... remembering to look under the weeds. In fact, I live by the idea that, since we are never privy to the Big Picture, it's often quite difficult to know what's really good or bad .... best to just accept it all (sometimes the weeds themselves are the blessing) Such lovely sentiments, and, as always, written so beautifully and from the heart.

And practical advice too … remembering to look under the weeds. In fact, I live by the idea that, since we are never privy to the Big Picture, it’s often quite difficult to know what’s really good or bad …. best to just accept it all (sometimes the weeds themselves are the blessing)

]]> Comment on Play Time by Marj Anderson http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/archives/13#comment-17 Marj Anderson Sun, 18 May 2008 01:20:04 +0000 http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/?p=13#comment-17 Truly enjoyed this addition to your blog. Brought back memories even to when I was a child on the farm; activities that aren't experienced these days. Gathering the eggs from the chicken house; creating my 'house' in the trees with many different rooms; bringing in armloads of wood for the kitchen stove; Monday mornings carrying pails of water (with my sis and bro') from the well in sufficient amounts for Mother to put in big boilers on the wood burning stove, heated for washing clothes in the motor driven wringer washing machine. Then off to the country school house - a 1 1/2 mile walk. I could go on and on. Watching my own children helping each other, or scrapping together all seem like blessings now. I hope I never forget them; am trying to put many of these experiences in a journal for them to reflect on too. (Should have done journaling along the way!) Marj A Truly enjoyed this addition to your blog. Brought back memories even to when
I was a child on the farm; activities that aren’t experienced these days.
Gathering the eggs from the chicken house; creating my ‘house’ in the trees
with many different rooms; bringing in armloads of wood for the kitchen
stove; Monday mornings carrying pails of water (with my sis and bro’) from
the well in sufficient amounts for Mother to put in big boilers on the wood
burning stove, heated for washing clothes in the motor driven wringer
washing machine. Then off to the country school house - a 1 1/2 mile walk.
I could go on and on.
Watching my own children helping each other, or scrapping together all seem
like blessings now. I hope I never forget them; am trying to put many of
these experiences in a journal for them to reflect on too. (Should have
done journaling along the way!)

Marj A

]]> Comment on Play Time by Marjorie Smith http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/archives/13#comment-16 Marjorie Smith Sat, 17 May 2008 16:34:33 +0000 http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/?p=13#comment-16 Lorrie, thanks for sharing, I couldn't help but smile, when I read your memories. I spent this past week-end with my middle son. While Ronnie & Mindy got the swimming pool ready for summer, his little girl, who is seven, and I set in the back yard where a small patch of white clover has taken over, I showed her how to make rings and bracelets out of the clover. I laid in the clover with my eyes closed and floated back to the days that my Sis and I played in the large fields of red and white clover on my Grandfather's farm and the many happy hours spent making jewelery out of the clover. I could actually hear the sounds of the cows lowing in the distance, the birds flying over head and the summer smells of honeysucker. How much fun those days were. Lorrie, thanks for sharing, I couldn’t help but smile, when I read your memories.
I spent this past week-end with my middle son. While Ronnie & Mindy got the swimming pool ready for summer, his little girl, who is seven, and I set in the back yard where a small patch of white clover has taken over, I showed her how to make rings and bracelets out of the clover.
I laid in the clover with my eyes closed and floated back to the days that my Sis and I played in the large fields of red and white clover on my Grandfather’s farm and the many happy hours spent making jewelery out of the clover. I could actually hear the sounds of the cows lowing in the distance, the birds flying over head and the summer smells of honeysucker. How much fun those days were.

]]> Comment on Play Time by Lorrie http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/archives/13#comment-15 Lorrie Sat, 17 May 2008 14:44:46 +0000 http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/?p=13#comment-15 Sue, Was that the last time on a swing for you? I'm just curious as "Little One" slipped while climbing the steps on the toddler play area this week and hit his chin on the step in front of him... I immediately scooped him up to sooth his tears with a quiet voice and loving kisses, but he quickly began wiggling to get down- scurrying right back over to the steps to give it another go. To make it even worse, he did it again! Another round of tears and kisses. When I set him back on the ground I turned and started to direct him to another place to play, but he went back AGAIN to the steps! There was another mother standing there to whom I said "Three strikes and he's out!". LOL I was a nervous wreck watching him, and at the same time amazed and relieved that he didn't have a fear of climbing those steps! Of course, he now managed just fine (with a bit of help from a hand that wouldn't let go of his no matter how hard he pulled) and he ended up on that section of the play area for the remainder of our time there. There's a verse in Isaiah that speaks of picking up after hard times that I have always loved: "... <I>He shall</I> give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified."—Isaiah 61:3. Thank goodness when we fall down emotionally (or even creatively) there is a loving hand there helping us back up onto our feet. What a blessing that even when "the chain breaks"... when life comes crashing down around us... maybe through no fault of our own... we can again experience joy and delight. Thanks for taking my thoughts a bit further, Sue... I am counting my blessings that, at least for today, my chain is holding strong. Hugs!! *Ü* ~Lorrie Sue,
Was that the last time on a swing for you?

I’m just curious as “Little One” slipped while climbing the steps on the toddler play area this week and hit his chin on the step in front of him… I immediately scooped him up to sooth his tears with a quiet voice and loving kisses, but he quickly began wiggling to get down- scurrying right back over to the steps to give it another go. To make it even worse, he did it again! Another round of tears and kisses. When I set him back on the ground I turned and started to direct him to another place to play, but he went back AGAIN to the steps! There was another mother standing there to whom I said “Three strikes and he’s out!”. LOL

I was a nervous wreck watching him, and at the same time amazed and relieved that he didn’t have a fear of climbing those steps! Of course, he now managed just fine (with a bit of help from a hand that wouldn’t let go of his no matter how hard he pulled) and he ended up on that section of the play area for the remainder of our time there.

There’s a verse in Isaiah that speaks of picking up after hard times that I have always loved:

“… He shall give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified.”—Isaiah 61:3.

Thank goodness when we fall down emotionally (or even creatively) there is a loving hand there helping us back up onto our feet. What a blessing that even when “the chain breaks”… when life comes crashing down around us… maybe through no fault of our own… we can again experience joy and delight.

Thanks for taking my thoughts a bit further, Sue… I am counting my blessings that, at least for today, my chain is holding strong. Hugs!! *Ü* ~Lorrie

]]> Comment on Play Time by Kathym (mamamia) http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/archives/13#comment-14 Kathym (mamamia) Sat, 17 May 2008 14:28:31 +0000 http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/?p=13#comment-14 How wonderful it is to stop & remember the things that make us feel joy and excitement. I'll have to put that on my schedule. LOL *grin* Thank you for reminding us about what is truly important. "Stop and smell the flowers while you are painting them." How wonderful it is to stop & remember the things that make us feel joy and excitement. I’ll have to put that on my schedule. LOL *grin* Thank you for reminding us about what is truly important. “Stop and smell the flowers while you are painting them.”

]]> Comment on Play Time by Tonya http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/archives/13#comment-13 Tonya Sat, 17 May 2008 13:19:38 +0000 http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/?p=13#comment-13 Lorrie, I love reading your entries, they are so thought provoking and I get pulled in to what I am reading. I will say it one more time, you should be a writer!! :) Lorrie, I love reading your entries, they are so thought provoking and I get pulled in to what I am reading. I will say it one more time, you should be a writer!! :)

]]> Comment on Play Time by Terry S http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/archives/13#comment-12 Terry S Sat, 17 May 2008 12:04:53 +0000 http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/?p=13#comment-12 I been pondering you post for awhile. We (DH and I) don't laugh enough any more .... thanks for the reminder. I been pondering you post for awhile. We (DH and I) don’t laugh enough any more …. thanks for the reminder.

]]> Comment on Play Time by Sue Mikesell http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/archives/13#comment-11 Sue Mikesell Sat, 17 May 2008 11:23:28 +0000 http://www.joyfulheartstudio.com/blog/?p=13#comment-11 Thanks Lorrie, for taking me back to childhood days and childhood dreams, been a long time since I thought of the free spirit, where no one could touch or harm me as I floated through the air on a swing. All was good during that time on a swing, until the swing chain snapped as i was in mid air and came crashing down to the ground with a hard landing. I will never forget. Thanks Lorrie, for taking me back to childhood days and childhood dreams, been a long time since I thought of the free spirit, where no one could touch or harm me as I floated through the air on a swing. All was good during that time on a swing, until the swing chain snapped as i was in mid air and came crashing down to the ground with a hard landing. I will never forget.

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