there are no pictures to describe my sorrow for those in Haiti, (please don't forget them) and for anyone lost in their own poverty within their soul... please forgive me for not posting photographs in this post, I just couldn't do it... ***********************************
taking my own words to heart... of perception...
What I had thought, or perceived, was a past time, was now becoming a part time job — which I really looked forward to...
The joy i have for sharing my life with my readers is quite fulfilling, but more importantly, is fun!
Let's back up a little...
My youngest child now being a fresh two year old, once lived on the first floor after he was born. There are many reasons behind that decision, none of them amounted to more than one significant reason — but ease of recovery and a nursing mother were prominent. When you have an early rising carpenter husband dedicated to the 6 am freshly ground coffee, well then, an active nursing baby and a "I need the light on" type of mama — those just don't mix...
During this time, awake, brought me to find something creative to do with my free hand... and thus... the blog...
Shocked!! were my friends and family — when they found out I wasn't cursing with disgust over a blog... and actually writing one myself — that was a true shocker to them all... and to me...
To my great delight, however, what at once passed the time holding my dear baby, was now becoming a poetical photographed organically based preservation of thoughts, ideas and simplistic traditions that encompass who I am... where I live... and how I see it all...
"Farm Life with Anne Marie"
was born
My muse, my inner being, had finally been able to create somewhat of my life — virtually — All of what I had accumulated through my years as a devoted wife, mother, and believer in Christ and His Church, while preserving God's green earth and eating well, and crafting, sewing, and all that, well, it has been fantastic to let it all out... well... some of it...
What radiated my being, and all that surrounded Farm was through displacement of selves through no T.V... no video games... etc... Instead, we have chosen to live life through experiences, mistakes, and learning from them... with our hands, heart and minds — together as a family...
When the baby grew older, and didn't need his mama to hold and nurse him any longer, the urge to document my life didn't cease, but rather, shifted...
The "eye" or perception I started having with my life started to alter... "how things would look" started creeping in... this doesn't mean inspiration went in one eye and out to the trash, but rather, I didn't like being displaced... from the farm...
things weren't coming through my lens just right... or from my pen just so...
it wasn't coming from my heart and soul... My faith hasn't faltered... truly... it is always growing in understanding.
Was I starting to perceive life through my eyes still? or others? or was I looking at my surroundings for the next good post?
I certainly hope not...
Now, it might not sound profound... or life altering, for this girl out in corn country, living on the frozen tundra... to take away the computer... but it did... A natural desire for true peace, rest and unity was hiding... and when all external influences have been stripped away, you are left with examining yourself... raw... Everything about you is exposed — but only to you — and well — Him
The immediate reaction could be to ignore it... or throw something over it quickly to hide it...
So this could mean you don't find out about the tragedy in Haiti until the sermon at church (my friends and family obviously thought I knew about it already... which brings up a question: why didn't they talk about it? — but let's not get off track here) while you are baking 12 loaves of bread, making pasta, teaching the children, sewing curtains, crocheting, reading, praying... all more than before...
Imagine your life changing
coming from within
You making the change
There truly is only ONE other person besides yourself who truly knows you... but you are the one to make that change — don't look for some miracle -
Simple inward thoughts on everyday habits How??
Forcibly withdraw oneself from that to which nature is viciously inclined and earnestly labor for that good which one wants most.
Even after all the labor I endure on the farm (by choice) it is even greater of a task to resist vices and passions...
Simple inward thoughts on everyday habits