"...Thus grew the tale of Wonderland: Thus slowly one by one, it's quaint events were hammered out- and now the tale is done...the dream child moving through a land of wonders wild and new, In friendly chat with bird
or beast-and half believe it true..." -Lewis Carroll

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Birthday Girl

Well, today is a momentous occasion! On this day exactly 24 years ago, a little brown baby girl was born...and it's been one adventure after another ever since.


The following is my favorite quote about birthdays...

Every year on your birthday, you get a chance to start new.
-Sammy Hagar


Today is a new day with no mistakes in it yet.

~~~I want to live well

********I want to laugh lots

<3<3<3 I want to love unreservedly

Monday, August 15, 2011

Mirror




"The eyes mirror the heart of a person. An entire life can be seen through them. Love, sorrow, deceit, pain. If you look closely, it’s all there." 
-Gail Tsukiyama


The Language of Threads
(c)  Gail Tsuikyama

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Strong Shoes


This next quote has brought me tremendous comfort on even the hardest of days. It was first said by Corrie Ten Boom, survivor of a Nazi Prison Camp during World War II. Words can often mean nothing, but coming from a woman who, in the face of the Nazi Regime, hid Jews in her home, until her actions were discovered by the authorities, was thereafter imprisoned, forced to work with little food, watched her sister die, and who only survived herself because of a clerical error....well...these words are powerful. 

"If God sends us on strong paths, we are provided with strong shoes."
- Corrie Ten Boom

***For anyone looking for a good, thought provoking read, I highly recommend Corrie Ten Boom's book, The Hiding Place

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Tattered, Ground, and Sliced


I do realize, of course, that we are already in the 2nd week of August. It has also dawned on me that it was been over a week since my last post...and what's the point of having a blog if you're not going to...well...blog?

For the last month or so, The Adventures of Rachel, have been quite adventurous. This should, in theory, provide me with copious amounts of blog feed, but alas, it is not so, dear World. 

It seems that during this time of rapid change, my brain is only continuing to function because it is partially still stunned, and the resulting numbness doesn't leave a lot of room for extra thinking. I actually think that my cognitive processes have slowed down . So...don't expect anything shell-shocking or incredibly witty or pithy coming form this corner of the World Wide Web for a while.  

This month, I have decided to be completely unoriginal and merely present the writings of others in each post. Some days they may be clever little one liners, and on others they may be paragraph long quotes from some of my favorite books. If the fancy hits me, I may attempt to explain why a certain passage means so much to me. 

I greatly encourage all of you to comment on posts that catch your eye or resound on some level with you. I would love to get some discussion going, but I need the help of my readers to do that, otherwise this blog is really just me pontificating all the time, and that...is not cool!

Without further ado, I present to you the first quote of the month. I have posted this quote before, and I have found, now, more than ever, that it applies to me! Remember! Comment, comment comment! I want to know if and how you can relate!

" Thank you Rosvita. But so that you are fully informed--my nerves are in tatters; my psyche has been ground to pieces in a mental garbage disposal; and my emotions have been through a meat slicer. I cry easily, although I have made serious efforts not to cry for the last twelve years. I am prone to embarrassing outbursts. I have recently made rash and wild decisions, but have yet to regret any of them. I have found that I have a vindictive and vengeful side and am pleased to welcome it into the fold of my other personality characteristics. I am simply," I told her, "not altogether."

Excerpt from The Last Time I Was Me
By Cathy Lamb
(c) 2008