Showing posts with label from my journal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label from my journal. Show all posts

Monday, January 29, 2018

5 Ways Journaling Changed my Life


I've mentioned the benefits of journaling in other posts. Today I'd like to share the 5 Ways Journaling Changed my Life.

1- List making:
Lists help me organize my priorities. I first learned the value of making lists while in college. I mapped out all my assignments on a desk calendar so I could see what was due when breaking the assignments down into smaller To-do lists.


Here is my List of favorite lists:
To-do lists
Shopping list
Menu planning list
Projects list
Passwords list
Story ideas list
Goals list
Blessings list--gratitude
Favorite Quotes list
Fitness Tracker
Contacts list and tracker

The point is--make lists in your journal instead of on the scrap of paper that gets lost. Even if I didn't make an official post in my journal, my list showed what my day looked like.

2- I journaled the desires of my heart and how to make them come to pass.

3- When feeling particularly overwhelmed, I listed my trials on one side of the page and counted my blessings on the other side. I was surprised that my blessings outnumbered my trials.

4- Another very therapeutic benefit to journaling is writing a letter to someone who has passed on, someone you miss terribly, or someone you might not have had the chance to get to know.

I wrote a letter from my sweet baby granddaughter who passed away to her parents. It was a great healing tool for me. I could feel her influence as I wrote. She wasn't bitter or angry. She was grateful for the five months she did have.

I've written letters I never sent to authors or composers just to channel my feelings about the song that touched my heart. I've journaled their meaningful lyrics so that when I look back they can touch me again.

5- Journaling encouraging quotes remind me to see the bigger picture and put everything in perspective. Positive affirmations build my self esteem.

I feel that I'm just now reaching the "tip of the iceberg" when it comes to journaling. There are so many undiscovered benefits yet to find. There were many child-raising years where I convinced myself I simply did not have the time, and I wonder at all of the benefits I could've had.

For members of the LDS faith, keeping journals is encouraged, along with keeping family records. I don't think journaling was meant to be that one-more-thing-to-do drudge. It was meant to bless our lives. You will only ever know the benefits when you try it.

How has keeping a journal blessed your life?

Monday, January 22, 2018

Say Goodbye to 2017

Yes, it's January 22 already, and I should've posted this on New Year's Eve, but it really didn't hit me until a week later...

Instead of looking back at 2017 negatively, with regret for all of the goals I didn't accomplish, I decided to write down all of the things I did do. You can see that I actually started this list in the Fall.

Wow! What a difference that made to me. I didn't get everything done on my list but I felt so much better about what I did do!


So my challenge to you is: sit down with an old calendar,
wrack your brain, and in your journal list everything you can remember accomplishing in 2017, big or small.

See if that doesn't make a difference to you!

Always,


Monday, January 1, 2018

What New Year's Resolutions?

I used to have a tradition of making New Year's resolutions. I decided this is a waste of time. And it's not that I'm going to break them. It's more that I believe setting goals is organic, something that evolves with me. I constantly change directions and I like being able to start over every day if I need to.

There is something I would like to change now...
This last Christmas I thought I really should touch base with family and friends and let them know that our family is well and find out how they are all doing. I wondered how long it had been since I contacted my own brother, weeks? Months? We usually keep in touch via email but that has been few and far between.

At my age I just can't take it for granted that my family, siblings and cousins are always going to be there, and me either, for that matter. So I decided I really want to do a better job of keeping in touch with family and close friends.

The top printable is A5 size and the bottom is 8 x 11.
There is room to fill in  contact information. X marks the box that is the easiest way to contact them. Frequency can be marked with
D = daily, W = weekly,
M = monthly, Q = quarterly
or Y = yearly.

The tracker allows me to mark how often that contact wants or needs to be contacted, then there are monthly boxes that I can mark when I contacted them last.
Remember, you can access my FREE Library of printables just by signing up for my email list.






Here are some bigger pictures so you can see detail:
This is the 8 x 11 size.

This is the A5 size. It does need to be trimmed.

Speaking of another non-resolution,
here is a picture of my fitness spread:


As you can hopefully see, each triangle is worth 15 minutes. I get to color in a triangle for every15 minutes I spend gardening, doing household chores, taking a walk, shopping, or on the treadmill, yoga or strength training. You'd be surprised how motivating
it is to be able to color in a square.
I doodle in the larger squares (usually a journey of Harry Potter through one of his books = total nerd, I know). It's kinda like reaching smaller goals along the way.
This one has not been made into a printable yet--still trying to figure it out. It didn't work out so well in Excel.

Happiest of New Years to you!!

Monday, October 30, 2017

Best Ever Chewy Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cookies


I have never been a fan of Pumpkin Chocolate chip cookies. It was the texture--rather cakey and sometimes dry. Disclaimer: this in NO WAY is intended to be a healthy recipe. Eat at your own risk!

Our family has a go-to basic cookie recipe for our experiments. Here it is, TOP SECRET straight from our family vault:

Any cake mix
1/2 cup shortening
2 eggs

And this is no exception.
Here is the mix I used:


On the back of this box is almost my recipe, but I've been making these cookies with their mix longer than they have, so trust me--use two eggs.

1/2 cup shortening. I like to use Crisco Butter Flavor stick. So convenient.

By showing you one of my plates, you now know that I am about 100 years old. Many of your grandmothers may have plates like this.

Add 4 - 6 ounces of chocolate chips. We prefer the semi-sweet, but milk chocolate will do.

Mix well. Drop by rounded tablespoon onto an ungreased cookie sheet. Bake 9 -10 minutes at 325 - 350 degrees. My oven bakes on the hot side so I bake for 9 minutes at 325. Let the cookies cool and set before lifting them off the cookie sheet.

Happy BOO to you!

Always,



Monday, July 24, 2017

From My Journal: Happy Pioneer Day

When the Angels Come by Clark Kelley Price


"I have pulled my handcart when I was so weak and weary from illness and lack of food that I could hardly put one foot ahead of the other. I have looked ahead and seen a patch of sand or a hill slope and I have said, I can go only that far and there I must give up, for I cannot pull the load through it. ... I have gone on to that sand and when I reached it, the cart began pushing me. I have looked back many times to see who was pushing my cart, but my eyes saw no one. I knew then that the angels of God were there.

"Was I sorry that I chose to come by handcart? No. Neither then nor any minute of my life since. The price we paid to become acquainted with God was a privilege to pay, and I am thankful that I was privileged to come in the Martin Handcart Company."

I believe that we have our ancestors and our descendants watching over us in times of need, cheering us on to stand steadfast and make the tough choices that lie in our paths.

It is Pioneer Day in Utah (like a founder's day celebration). This is the time we remember all of the sacrifices and deprivations our ancestors went through to settle in the Salt Lake valley. I can't even imagine this type of extremity, losing all my family members to exposure and hunger.

It is a good reminder to me that it is both our opposition and our Faith that motivates us to action. And there is no room for complaint when others have suffered more than we will ever experience. Blessed, Honored, Pioneer!

Keep Journaling Always,

Monday, July 3, 2017

From My Journal: Happy Independence Day!

 When it is the season for celebrating our Independence I like to reflect on a couple of things:

First, I am so grateful that I have not yet had to experience war on my front doorstep as others have. 

Can you imagine being trapped aboard an enemy vessel with only a small portal to watch the perilous fight at Fort McHenry?



The very flag that flew over Fort McHenry that inspired Francis Scott Key.
Waiting in what must've been the longest, darkest night and struggling to see the outcome--would the patriots be able to hang on? The lyrics give you a glimpse into his feelings as he waited for the approaching dawn... "Oh say, can you see..."

Some of the words got cut off in the original picture, but I am so pleased to have a picture of this at all.

Second, I like to ponder on the sacrifices made by our fore-fathers. Would I have been willing to risk the lives of my family, and go without conveniences and food?

The signers of the Declaration of Independence, 56 wealthy and well-educated men sacrificed everything they had.

The Americans Who Risked Everything by Rush Limbaugh is worth the read, or you can listen to a condensed version by Paul Harvey here on YouTube.

Have a safe, and fun celebration, but take time to remember those to whom we owe our freedoms and our prosperous lifestyles.

From my journal,

Monday, May 29, 2017

From My Journal: Happy Memorial Day


Memorial Day was originally called Decoration Day. It started when women of the South decorated the graves of fallen confederate soldiers. After the war, the North also decorated the graves of their fallen. Each region had their own date in late spring when they decorated. It was seen as more of a reconciliation than of harboring old wounds.

It became a time to remember our fallen heroes of each war by decorating their graves. To let them know we will never forget their sacrifice.

As a child, I remember my mother called it Decoration Day. She'd cut fresh flowers from all over our yard. She filled buckets of water to hold all of her clippings. We'd put them in the back of our car, hoping they wouldn't tip over. I liked going to the cemetery with my mom in the morning. If we went early it was quiet and peaceful. Later on, it would get busy. I learned respect for the dead as we cleaned around the headstones and decorated all of our family graves along with the military graves. I learned proper flag etiquette. I learned respect and gratitude for all who passed before me. They all sacrificed to make life better for me.

I loved Decoration Day. To a kid, it meant school was nearly over, and all my cousins would get together in the afternoon for a barbecue and volleyball. My chore was cleaning off the patio with the hose--my favorite chore because I could get wet.



I don't think I truly appreciated the sacrifices of those lost and fallen until I became an adult. A few years ago I had the opportunity of visiting the Washington Memorial, the Lincoln Memorial, the Viet Nam memorial, and the WWII Memorial. I felt the sacredness of the area. I knew it was hallowed ground and that the Lord respected their sacrifices. This is where I truly gained reverence and awe for all the sacrifices made in my behalf.



May you enjoy the day with family, but also please take time to remember the cost and those who paid it.

Friday, November 11, 2016

Happy Veteran's Day: Women Veterans

As I thought about Veteran's Day today, the main word that kept coming to mind was sacrifice. Sacrifice of one's all.




I did a little research into women's contributions in WWII, particularly in the OSS, The Office of Strategic Services (predecessor of the CIA). I read The Sisterhood of Spies by Elizabeth P. McIntosh who served in the South Pacific. She interviewed many of the hundreds of women who served in the OSS in different parts of the world.

Monday, November 7, 2016

Monday, September 26, 2016

Macey's Shopper on Aisle 3

I saw this little bird hopping up and down the cereal aisle, no doubt looking for free samples, on the busiest shopping day of the week. He didn't know it, but he brightened my day.

Sunday, September 11, 2016

The Healing Fields

 Over three thousand flags filled the fields near the Sandy City building in Sandy, Utah. Each flag was tagged with the name and story of each victim of 9/11. It was an awesome sight.

There were flags of other countries representing the many cultures who shared the same fate that day.

I love to hear about the heroic stories of sacrifice that came out. They break my heart at the same time they inspire me. Would I have had that kind of courage?

I loved the patriotic feelings expressed by all. One of the most horrific events in our history served to unify our country in a way that I hadn't felt before or since. Our people went back to church. We called upon God, as a people, of all religions.


This bronze statue is one of three sculpted by
local artist Stan Watts
 This statue is titled "Hope Rising to Lift a Nation". This symbolic act performed by these men feels to me like what Francis Scott Key must've felt when he arose aboard ship in dawn's early light to see our flag had survived over Fort McHenry--"Oh say does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave."






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Monday, August 1, 2016

The Shire



Without a doubt, the fictional world I'd most like to wake up in is the Shire. I thought about Lothlorien because of its beauty and serenity, but the Shire is more like a pastoral version of the real world. I'm totally good with breakfast, second breakfast, elevensies, etc, except I may be the one having to make all of the food. Life just seems more laid back and less rushed, and so green. I have always dreamed of a country life. The cool thing about the internet is that I could live in the Shire and work online. 

Where is the one place you dream of waking up in?


Monday, July 4, 2016

The Washington Monument



Construction began in 1848. The Cornerstone laid. It was inaugurated and open to the public in 1888. The capstone is made from aluminum and has four faces. On the east face is the inscription is "Laus Deo," "Praise be to God."

This is a monument to the Father of our Country.
Here is his prayer for us:
Almighty God,
We make our earnest prayer that Thou wilt keep the United States in Thy holy protection; that Thou wilt incline the hearts of the citizens to cultivate a spirit of subordination and obedience to government; and entertain a brotherly affection and love for one another and for their fellow citizens of the United States at large. And finally, that Thou wilt most graciously be pleased to dispose us all to justice, to love mercy, and to demean ourselves with that charity, humility, and pacific temper of mind which were the characteristics of the Divine Author of our blessed religion, and without a humble imitation of whose example in these things we can never hope to be a happy nation. Grant our supplication, we beseech Thee through Jesus Christ, our Lord. Amen.


Sunday, July 3, 2016

The Lincoln Memorial

The Lincoln Memorial
 As I stood at the foot of the Lincoln Memorial I was overwhelmed by the greatness of this man. Tears welled up in my eyes and I knew I stood on hallowed ground.

I hold President Lincoln in the highest esteem along with our founding fathers and feel humbled by their sacrifices.

"The people of the United States are the rightful master of both Congress and the courts, not to overthrow the Constitution, but to overthrow the men who pervert the constitution."
--Abraham Lincoln

"You cannot help the poor by destroying the rich. You cannot strengthen the weak by weakening the strong. You cannot strengthen prosperity by discouraging thrift. You cannot lift the wage earner up by pulling the wage payer down. You cannot further the brotherhood of man by inciting class hatred. You cannot build character and courage by taking away people's initiative and independence. You cannot help people permanently by doing for them what they could and should do for themselves."--Abraham Lincoln
The Gettysburg Address

Monday, June 13, 2016

Reading just for fun


I believe that a child's love of reading is a gift from his or her parents. I have fond memories of my mother rocking me in her rocking chair and reading to me at bedtime. I loved fairy tales the most, and I asked for the same ones over and over again: Goldilocks and the Three Bears, The Three Little Pigs, Cinderella, etc.

Then, Dr. Seuss came out with "Read Myself" books. That was cool! Enter the flashlight under the covers. I hated going to bed, so every night I'd pull out my flashlight and read until I fell asleep.

In the summertime, my aunt took my cousins and I to the library every week. I read all of the Nancy Drew/Hardy Boys mysteries I could get my hands on. I tried, desperately to figure out the mystery before Nancy did, or at least by the time all was revealed.
     The only time in my life that I did not enjoy reading was when I read textbooks because I had to. Funny thing about professors--they think theirs is the only class you are taking, so it shouldn't be a problem reading 300 pages for the next class. How I longed for the day to read just for fun again!

Now that I'm there, I get to rock my grandkids in my rocking chair and read to them. Ahh, the simple pleasures. . .
     What are some of your simple pleasures?

Monday, June 6, 2016

Quote of the Day

"Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want."--Dan Stanford

I used this picture for the cover of the binder where I keep all of my rejection letters. It reminds me that if crocuses can bloom in a blizzard,  so can I.

Monday, May 30, 2016

Happy Memorial Day

My son-in-law

The Vietnam Memorial




















Over 58,000 names of killed or missing soldiers lie on the two walls of the Vietnam Memorial. Men who served between the years of 1959 and 1975. Men who were given little to no respect for their service to their country. We may always have to send men to war but I hope we have learned gratitude and respect for the service they render.