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I'm a grown-up that refuses to grow-up! In my mind everything is poppies, posies, ponies & butterflies, and I am an 8 year old little girl.

In other words, I live in a Fairytale land inside my head.

I draw randomly, create whole heartedly & always pray for more creative inspiration.

I am a Visual Merchandiser/Stylist by profession, an Illustrator by hobby only & dream of someday being able to create for the pages of a lovely children's story book.

But for now, I create solely for hobby, gifting & sharing with loved ones.

Thursday, April 30, 2009

The Boy Who Would Say ''No''...


There once was a boy...

He was the very happiest of little boys in all the world...born in the land of La Dee Da. His name was Prince Louie! He was the prince of everything in La Dee Da...the land of all things happy & joyful. You see, in the realm of Prince Louie, everything revolved completely around him. The birds rose & sang in the very presence of his loveliness, the flowers bloomed, grass swayed in the direction of each step, in fact, nothing there knew quite what to do without him. You see Louie was the the moon, the sun, the earth & sky to them. Ahhh...the life of a young prince, to be the be all & end all in, his own world of positively perfection & definitely definites!

Yes, everything was loverly, loverly indeed! Until...the one day when the sky was not quite blue enough, the flowers not fully bloomed, the blue bird slept in, and the worm, well lets just say...he was not quite caught that day.

On this day, all was not ''just right''...it was lovely, just not lovely enough...and this he did not like! How could this be? Can this be true? That everything that existed was not all about you? He crumpled his brow & threw up his fist & screamed ''NO! NO! I DO NOT LIKE THIS!'' '' I will not have this, NO!, this will not do! NO!, NO!, NO!, NO! NO!...I do not want to!''

Prince Louie had discovered this ugly word you see...the word with just two letters, but oh so powerful & mean. Could it be, that this wonderfully charming young boy could ever be...this furious young man & at the age of only three. This word that he uttered with such hideous contempt, froze in his mouth, until there was none others left. His ''Yes's'', ''Definitely's'' and ''Maybe's'' were through...it was all ''NO'' now & not one thing would do.

Until Prince Louie had begun to see...that nothing, not one thing was happy with he. They all tried so hard, tried everything to please, to bring smiles & yes's & thank you's & glee. But everything turned sour, he forgot how to smile, until suddenly everything started to scowl. He realized he had not seen a flower in sight, that he began to see that it was not everything, but him who was not quite right. His heart began aching, the tears they did well, in his eyes that showed pain for the wrongs he needed righting & hugs to make up for all of his fighting. How much time he had wasted, on such selfish needs, a need for simply everything he wanted & only for he. He noticed that when this all came to be, was on the day he chose negatively...to use that word ''NO'' so tragically. So, now Louie knew what he had to do...was to turn ''No's'' into ''yes's'' & become tried & true.

So, now that young Louie felt bad for his deeds, he said sorry, gave kissies & huggies with glee. And now things were again La Dee Da...for Prince Louie said ''Yes'' & from now on he'll go far.

Monday, April 27, 2009

The Many Shades of Gray...

The Many Shades of Gray...


Ever analyzed the colors in a rainbow? Concentrate on the many hues & variations of tones...until the details are almost pixelated.

Well, I have, and I do...

A rainbow is more than just a prism of colors in the aftermath of a storm. No...it is of a far greater significance than that. I look at it as a promise...God's promise that there is something far greater on the other side.

I have seen rainbows in my time, the veritable Crayola explosion of color...muted in a mist across the sky. Well, I have seen rainbows...witnessed the warmth of just the idea of them. How the warmth of the sunlight, if you look at it from a dreamers perspective can cast a soft rainbow prism across your life in a way. That light warming & casting color in my imagination...turning flowers to their ever vibrant hues, adding the brightest tone of green to a field of grass, how that light, that ''brilliant'' light...can somehow cause ones heart to warm & beat to a hypnotic, rhythmic drone of happiness.

Of course...in the imagination of a dreamer.

Then, the sun comes out, the clouds make way to reveal the bluest of blue skies...that promise ''somewhat'' revealed.

I have seen rainbows...heard the song that played in it's prism. Yes, I have seen rainbows...felt, smelled, imagined rainbows. The very best part of a rainbow is when it's discovered...and until the tragedy of the harsh daylight fades it's colors & dries up the dew.

Oh yes...I have seen rainbows.

And the many shades of gray that follow in it's wake.

But I know this...the seas will soak up, causing the inevitable common drought, but then the sky will darken, the clouds roll in, the sky will release it's bucket loads of water and maybe...just maybe...that rainbow will emerge & reveal it's radiance once more in the wake of the most treacherous of storms.

I believe in the promise of the rainbow & that God wants to fill our lives with light & song...of what waits on the other side.

Out of the drought comes rain, the rainbow & it's promise, then the brightest explosion of sunlight to shine upon the rose in the desert & nourish it's petals with it's warmth.

Oh yes...I have seen rainbows, and the many shades of gray that follow.

Perhaps...if not to dream...dream of a rainbows hues.