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BAD! Kitty Art Studio Quote for the day

Moni Bambo! (to man) / Moni Mayi! (to woman)

– Chichewa for Hello

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“The only real security is not in owning or possessing, not in demanding or expecting, not in hoping, even. Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what it was, nor forward to what it might be, but living in the present and accepting it as it is now.”

Anne Lindbergh

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“Another piece of advice:

when you read proof cross out as many adjectives and adverbs as you can.

You have so many modifiers that the reader has trouble understanding and gets worn out.

It is comprehensible when I write: “The man sat on the grass,” because it is clear and does not detain one’s attention.

On the other hand, it is difficult to figure out and hard on the brain if I write: “The tall, narrow-chested man of medium height and with a red beard sat down on the green grass that had already been trampled down by the pedestrians, sat down silently, looking around timidly and fearfully.”

The brain can’t grasp all that at once, and art must be grasped at once, instantaneously.

And then one other thing.

You are lyrical by nature, the timber of your soul is soft.

If you were a composer you would avoid writing marches.

It is unnatural for your talent to curse, shout, taunt, denounce with rage. Therefore, you’ll understand if I advise you, in proofreading, to eliminate the “sons of bitches,” “curs,” and “flea-bitten mutts” that appear here and there on the pages of Life. “

Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

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Well today is contemplative with the value
of my words…I want to pour myself out.
I am going to do that by being
with my kids today…Finishing shopping…
Working my job…
And
working on my real work,
for the next three days.
Enjoying this holiday
because my kids are
so freaking happy.
It don’t matter one damn bit to them
if we are at war, or if there is not enough money,
or poverty,
or emotional scars…
They just can’t freaking wait for the DAY!
In that dedication of thought they never waver.
There is a lesson there.
They know they are not going to
get tons of stuff…But they never
get anything, really cool…Like only on Holidays, and birthdays, and it’s always been that way, even when we did have money.
Money is something that every person in this house, even the smallest one…trys to understand and work together as a team to keep the family afloat. When they ask for something
*which feels like every other moment sometimes*
I simply state if it’s not on your “need” list,
it’s not in the family budget.
(we have at least monthly family meetings about the state of the “union” in this Household.)
They are included in the matter…They also know the value of a dollar at 7,8, and 16.
Each of them frugal, but not cheap.
They shrug and say ok…Then they try to figure out ways to find/earn/save money for what they want…If they really want it.
Most of the time…They don’t really want it.

Each of them…Understands value isn’t always about costs of money…Of course their involvement isn’t in-depth with the family income…But enough for them to be grounded in reality…And feel grateful, because we have had it worse…So they are happy and grateful and excited…..
and I am going to just let myself get
swallowed up
in them and
enjoy my own inner divine child.
We were all born innocent.
I am going
back there.
My youngest said something that brought it all home for me
yesterday, while we were out in the world, shopping, and sitting traffic.
From the back of the van…after we had all just gotten done scream singing “Brass Monkey” by the Beasti Boys…
he said, ” I love Christmas! We have always have the BEST Christmas times….I can’t wait to see what happens this year!”.
From the mouths of babes…
He is right, even when Christmas was just the dinner we made that night…and some toys from goodwill…That was just a couple of years ago…He remembers it as being a “great” day. Therefore my reality changed instantly.
It’s all good.
As long as we are together.
Everything else is Gravy.
Joy of the season…
to you.
Look for your inner child and let
him/her out to play
with your heart today.
Yours in the moment,
Heather

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