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Rather than do a verbose "year in review" I thought I'd just put up a few of my favourite photos from 2011, and all moments that made me happy. There were lots more, but I didn't want to go crazy... Columbia River Gorge - looking east from Crown Point The Mouth of the Columbia / Pacific Ocean at Astoria, Oregon Tall grass at Allen House Grounds, Guildford An unusual perspective on Big

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Something about this fig tree resonated with me as I walked by it today. I've been walking by it all year, every time I go into our Guildford office. I watched it go from bare branches to leaves to little figs sprinkling its branches. I smiled at the promise of fresh figs and homemade jam like old Mrs. Clarke across the street used to make when I was a kid. And then I watched as the fruit went

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Here I sit listening to the sounds of the end of a summer evening. My window looks down and over the treetops, sheds, shrubs and fences that grid out the patch of earth confined between the backs of two terraced streets. My room is tiny, but I love the perch here at my window, with the edge of the sunset visible over the backs of the houses behind me and a fresh breeze cooling the little box of a

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Just thought I should blog since I'm on vacation. Here's what I did today. :-)Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.2

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(By Alice Meynell) I must not think of thee; and, tired yet strong, I shun the thought that lurks in all delight - The thought of thee--and in the blue Heaven's height, And in the sweetest passage of a song. Oh, just beyond the fairest thoughts that throng This breast, the thought of thee waits, hidden yet bright; But it must never, never come in sight; I must stop short of thee the whole day

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I guess I've been on a blogging sabbatical. It's so pathetic to say "I've been busy" but that's the truth. Since my last post in mid-October I started a 2nd job, moved our office back to London, went through the Christmas holidays, met an amazing man, moved house (and I'm about to move again), joined my church's praise team and lots of other things (including 2 rather nasty illnesses in a

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Today my blog is six years old. I could wax philosophical about how much I've changed and grown in those six years, and there would be plenty to say. But since blogging is often deemed as a platform for expressing self-absorption I thought I'd blog about someone else on this significant blog-occasion. And that someone else is my friend Jov. Jov and I have been friends for about a decade. In that

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I have this supposedly amazing app that lets me blog from my phone. Except so far it hasn't worked. It upgraded so i'm giving it another go. Fingers crossed...Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.2

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Several years ago (just shy of eight years, I'd say) I found myself at a dead end. I was doing my best to live my life faithfully, fully and with integrity, but came to a point that I realized my life didn't work. Looking back now I see clearly that I was battling some pretty serious depression and was plagued by anxiety to the point that I didn't really sleep well. Unfortunately I was also

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Last week I went to check out The Arts Collective as I'm trying to come to terms with seeing myself as an artist. The guest artist for the night was a gentleman by the name of Israel Oyelumade. Israel shared part of a quote from Marianne Williamson's book, A Return To Love, that I've actually heard before, but for some reason last night it really, really struck a chord with me. So I went home

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I got a fabulous new android phone that I love, and one of the things I was really excited about was that I could get an app to blog from my phone. I got a twitter app, a facebook app, numerous google apps and I found a blogger app. Unfortunately, every time I tried to post with 'Blogger-dorid' I get a failure message. After losing posts several times I finally decided it wasn't going to work and

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I've certainly been keeping myself occupied since I last blogged. I'm ashamed to realize it's been two months since I last blogged, and so much has happened, but not the kinds of things that make very interesting blogging. In the two months since I last posted I have settled in. Yep. I have made myself at home in this little corner of the earth known as England. Now I know it will never be home

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18 days into my new life as a proper expat, and so far so good. There continue to be adjustments as I settle back in here, but nothing insane. I'm back to toning down my "American-ness" and embracing the things that are different and unique about being here. I do wish I could've packed everyone up from home and brought them along, but my excess luggage was expensive enough! It's been great going

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This picture really sums up my life lately. I'm not sure how that little boat feels about being moored up by that massive and unyielding chain, but maybe it doesn't mind so much as you'd think. When I took this photo last summer I was thinking how badly this little boat must wish it were out bobbing the waves rather than stuck on the end of a big rusty chain. Now I look at it and think maybe the

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I've been mulling over my relationship with being loved. I'm not good at it. I have had seasons where I've been somewhat more able to receive God's love. Unfortunately I'm realizing this has not been one of those seasons. My sense of worth and loveability has been so tied up in my ability to be useful, helpful, likeable, etc... This has been a struggle my whole life. I was starting to get the

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There's been lots going on lately here in the City of Roses. I don't know how it is I manage to stay so busy. I thought being unemployed would mean lots of sitting around, but that's just not been the case. I guess technically I'm not completely unemployed. I've been doing odd jobs for friends, family, and volunteering  for Father's House (my church) and LivingStonesPDX (aka: Portland

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Today my blog is five years old, and this is my 430th post. It seems like another person ago that I started this little window into my strange soul, and I am truly blessed to have such a cathartic outlet to process and share life. Since I started blogging I have moved ten times, visited four new countries, climbed (then stepped off) the corporate ladder, grieved over tsunamis, hurricanes, a

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My hope with my last post was to use a word-stage opportunity to bring a bit of understanding of the American perspective to the rest of the world. I guess I didn't do that so well. In my travels and experience I am persuaded that many people in other parts of the world have decided they already understand the American perspective, so maybe I should just let it go and quit trying to 'enlighten'

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Believe it or not, I am here to blog about one of my least favorite topics - politics. I don't often talk politics because I tend to be more conservative than most of my liberal friends, and more liberal than many of my conservative friends, which gets me criticized on both sides. But occasionally something happens that gets me talking. Today that something was President Obama being awarded

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I've been quite challenged this year to do more writing. I have always loved writing, and have wanted to focus on it much more in past few years. I even applied for a writing fellowship at Stanford, but I went to England instead, and then shortly thereafter found out I didn't make the final cut. I was not actually discouraged by that news, but instead it was just one more thing that encouraged

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So far September has been lovely. It's hard to believe we're only a couple weeks from October already. It's been good to catch up with people. Last Monday I spent the day with Randy & Lui (old friends of mine), and Kaari & Alex (I've known Kaari about 25 years) and all their kids. The picture is Kaari's oldest daughter, Oksana. Isn't she adorable? I still have more people to catch up with, but

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I recently realized that since I moved to the UK I've been much more interested in cooking than I have been for years. I'm not sure why exactly, but I suspect it has to do with the fact that I find myself cooking to share much more than I've done in a very long time. Now that I'm back home and awaiting visa stuff to come through, I'm not only still on a tight budget, but I'm trying to spend more

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As most people that know me now know, I'm back in Portland for a little while. I expect to be here at least through the end of September, though I really don't know. It all depends on how quickly (or slowly!) the UK government process my work visa stuff. It's already been a long process, and they are way behind their own timetables, so it's anyone's guess how long it will take. In the mean time

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Today I visited Christchurch Cathedral in Dublin. I got there around 11am and decided to do the audio guide, which should've had me out in about half an hour. Two hours later I left with a feeling of peace that only comes from hanging out a bit in the presence of God. I was about half-way through the audio tour when I came to a little corner with candles and an invitation to light one in prayer

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Today I was packing stuff to store while I'm on my long visit home and I opened a journal and got sucked in. What I found in my entries of the summer of 2004 made me realize (thankfully!) how much I've grown in the last 7 years since I realized my life didn't work and if I didn't do something about that it would continue to not work until there was no more not-working to be done. It was a good

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Earlier in the week I saw a wounded blackbird in the back garden. He had clearly been attacked by something, and had a hurt wing and a featherless wounded patch on his head. He wouldn't let me go near him for several days, and I took to leaving seeds and bits of bread in the bushes, hoping he would eat them before the squirrels did. After 4 days I named him Rocky because he was clearly a

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Over the past several weeks I've felt surrounded by death. It started with a woman named Jo Norton, who out of the blue had a brain aneurysm and bleeding that couldn't be stopped. After a tense several days, she seemed to be recovering, then suddenly had another and was gone only a few days later. She left a husband and three children. She also left an incredible legacy (which you can read about

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Some people just need to chill out sometimes and enjoy the spontaneity life brings. Today I was that someone, and I'm so glad I did. Yesterday the parents of a new friend named David (the one that arranged with the owners of this house to let me stay here while they're away this summer) dropped in to check on the house and meet me. I had planned to put in an uber-productive day but was

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I got back yesterday from my adventures in the north. It was so very good to see everyone and to get some extra time with my friends Chris and Anneleen in Edinburgh. It was a bit of an adventure because my first two nights were on my own in Edinburgh before heading down to Gateshead for Saturday and heading back to Edinburgh on Sunday morning for one more night.I drove up with my buddy Pete who

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This picture is for all my Mac-lovin' amigos here in the Land of Eng, in honor of the journey northward which kicks off tomorrow and brings me back to Reading on Monday evening. I shall spend some lovely time in Edinburgh, both roaming on my own, and then back on Sunday to see the Lovely Lindsays. Somewhere in the middle (Saturday, to be precise) I'll be in Newcastle for a 24-7 UK Network Day.

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I must be friendly because I'm making some seriously great friends here. My new "little sis" Andrea (pictured) just turned 30 and we had a fabulous night out to celebrate, complete with the homemade cake also featured in this lovely picture. She tried really hard to conceal the fact that she was turning 30, but we're too bright for her, and we made her come out with us! Andrea is quite possibly

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Today is my third monthiversary. Or maybe it was yesterday. It depends if you count March 4th, the day I left, or March 5th, the day I arrived. Regardless, it's a good excuse to make a cup of tea in my honor and in honor of the dozens and dozens of cups of tea I've had since I arrived, and the hundreds I have yet to drink.To England!

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Pub culture in the UK (which you can read about here) is fascinating to observe. It is so very different from how we socialize back home - at least in my part of the motherland. If you told me when I was getting ready to leave three months ago that a good night out in Reading would consist of sitting around a pub table nursing a pint of something brewed (cider is my drink of choice) for several

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This seems to be the word that best describes my life right now. Unsettled. I have been here nearly two months and I'm still not visa'd and still don't have a place to live. I have a few possibilities, but nothing definite. I really need to find something transitional pretty much immediately, and cheap or free are of course preferred. It's a strange feeling - more than homeless I feel a bit

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This picture has nothing to do with my post, but when I saw this bag while hanging with some friends in Gloucester recently, I immediately thought of my mother and had to take a picture of it. If you knew how much she loves doughnuts you would have done the same thing!Easter here is a whole different game than at home. The schools here do their spring break around Easter, and actually call their

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I received an email from my pastor yesterday that was so exciting. I really miss my community in Portland, and it was so good to hear of some of the amazing things God is doing in Father's House (FH), my church back home. One story was too good not to share. Here it is in Pastor Steve's words:“…I guess one of the coolest things is this homeless guy named John who has been around FH since the

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There is much I could say, but it all really boils down to the fact that I'm starting to feel at home here. There's lots to do with regard to my volunteering, and there is plenty of adjustment and transition still to work through, but overall I'm feel less and less "different" than the people around me. As my buddy Pete would say, it's sure better than a slap in the face with a wet fish. Gotta

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Spring has certainly sprung in the British Isles. It's been lovely to watch all the flowers stretch from their earthy beds and branches and greet the sunshine we've been so blessed to have so much of lately. Although spring brings allergies along with it, I'm enjoying it the best way I can - with camera in hand. So when the clouds return, and when flowers fade, I'll have them captured forever...

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This is a picture of my empty keychain. I've always had keys to something since grade school. House keys, car keys, office keys, church keys, my parent's house keys...I could go on. But since my first set of house keys at 10 or 11 years old I have never had an empty keychain.Along with everything else in my life right now, this seems symbolic and significant. I am between homes, between jobs and

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Getting ready to move to another continent in four weeks was rather intense. Lots of late nights and a whirlwind of activity made a small window of time feel even smaller. In the end I made it to the airport with 2 carry-on bags and 2 bags to check, with a small stack of boxes left with my friend/housemate Kathleen to ship later. Unfortunately one of the bags was so far over the weight limit that

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It doesn't feel like I'm actually leaving. I have only had moments of feeling how distant I will soon be from the community that has made me who I am. I love Portland so much that it seems funny to me that I'm so excited to leave it. But I am. I have been so focused on the disposing and dispersing of my earthly goods that I haven't actually tackled the business of packing. So here I am with one

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I'm officially feelin' it. This weekend I started to feel how much I will miss everyone and it kind of makes me catch my breath. Portland has been home to me since 1983 when I was 8 years old. As much as I have longed to wander the globe, I've always known that Portland was a very special place that I love more than anywhere else on earth. Now that I'm only 7 days away from leaving I'm finding

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I've had quite a week! Change has been in the air for me for many months, but of course I had no idea what was coming. In fact, in the midst of this sense of change, I had finally found a place where I was content to stay busy and connected with what was at hand, and let God open doors. And then He did. Last Monday (which was ironically the 5th anniversary of hire at my present job) I told my

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We had a rather unusual bout of snow and ice right before Christmas. It's been years since we've had that kind of weather last for over two weeks. We had over two feet in the back yard. It's a crying shame that it was the first white Christmas on record, but by then everyone was so sick of being stuck in their houses that most people just wanted it to go away. We thought it was over, but this

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Completely unrelated to the topic for which I came to blog, I have to start by pointing out the "Schmaps Portland" box on the left. The person responsible for annually updating the content saw some of my Portland pictures on flickr and asked me if they could use the one here on the right of Pioneer Square for their latest update. Of course I said yes! It's pretty cool to know that I'm not the

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I've been pulled lately into focusing on writing. I'm increasingly more aware of the two (at least) books stuck in my head. I was incredibly close to purchasing my first laptop at the end of August to hopefully make the writing process easier by making it mobile, but right around then we had some downsizing at work, and those who were left got our hours cut. I was suddenly making 12.5% less,

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-14041652589534018852008-08-16T22:40:00.000+01:002008-08-16T22:52:11.138+01:00

I just pulled this up to add a post and saw this was my 400th post! Woo-hoo.Anyway...I jumped on the bandwagon after seeing posts by Carla and Pete and made a little word-art thing with words that appear most often on my blog. The bigger the word, the more often it apears.You can make your own on the Wordle site.

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-3488836749622183012008-08-16T21:49:00.000+01:002008-08-16T22:28:16.663+01:00

It is most certainly time for me to play catch-up. I remember fondly the days of daily blogging, but that was two promotions ago, and now the nine-plus hours a day I spend at work are consumed with the average of 150 emails I get each day. Honestly, the last thing I want to do when I get home is sit down in front of my computer. I wish it weren't so, but it is. I'm hoping to get more into the

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-90423465945794950692008-05-30T05:19:00.000+01:002008-05-30T06:11:55.085+01:00

So now that I've moved into the house I'm on public transportation, and therefore given much more opportunity for bizarre bus-stop conversation. This past weekend was one of the strangest - and most amusing, I might add - bus stop conversations I've had since I began taking public transportation at the age of 7. Here's how it went down...(*Disclaimer - the subject matter of this post my not be

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-49772854882352868262008-05-01T05:27:00.001+01:002008-05-01T06:40:27.471+01:00

As in "I haven't posted anything in ages".I've been super busy at work until about two weeks ago when I left for vacation in London. It was so nice to be there and to spend time with so many people that are so near and dear to my heart. (that's such a cheesy phrase and I'm just jet-lagged enough to use it!) I saw Pete and Shirley, my childhood friend Pam (I grew up with her but we lost touch six

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-75597791297965373192008-03-21T04:29:00.001Z2008-03-21T04:46:02.708Z

Today I was minding my own business, talking to my sister on the phone and walking through the park blocks on my way to work when I stepped onto a sidewalk with one foot and caught the toe of my back foot on the curb. Yep...slow motion falling ensued where the octagonal cobbles rose up to meet in a very awkward and ungracious sprawl.Not only that, but I didn't even take my phone from my ear

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-55733304151527181062008-03-16T23:27:00.000Z2008-03-17T01:54:54.129Z

This post may be a bit long, but I have some concepts to bang out, so please bear with me. I've been thinking a lot lately about poverty and about wealth. Particularly how they relate to the dreams in my heart and the dreams in the hearts of my friends and people in my community. There is so much that I would like to accomplish, and so much that people around me would like to see happen, and it

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-69181521919997925272008-03-03T07:58:00.000Z2008-03-03T08:08:16.589Z

"Let every Student be plainly instructed, and earnestly pressed to consider well, the maine end of his life and studies is, to know God and Jesus Christ which is eternall life, Joh. 17. 3. and therefore to lay Christ in the bottome, as the only foundation of all sound knowledge and Learning. And seeing the Lord only giveth wisedome, Let every one seriously set himselfe by prayer in secret to

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-29220377342609460832008-02-09T03:20:00.000Z2008-02-09T04:11:59.857Z

It's official. Work is kickin' my butt. It was just a matter of time before I hit this point, though it took me longer this year than last year.I find it demoralizing and draining to work so hard and not be able to get ahead, and that's exactly what I'm up against at work. I'm starting to get the stress deal that starts sometime Monday, turns into knots in my neck and shoulders by Tuesday, grows

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-52448794140436539002008-02-02T21:50:00.000Z2008-02-02T22:32:01.916Z

Another grey Portland winter day. It tried to snow a bit but didn't quite figure that one out, so it's back to rain.The weather has been a bit different this year, with weeks of cold hovering on the brink of freezing, but not quite pulling it off. So it's been that bone-chilling damp that seems more fitting in London than in Portland.This year will be different in more ways than just the weather

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-2643314465501200042008-01-21T01:42:00.000Z2008-01-21T04:44:10.920Z

Today is the 15th anniversary of my turning 18! This is the first birthday I can remember where I really didn't care that it was my birthday, and I have no emotional sentiments about the passing of another year. Since it is my birthday I told myself that on an important day like this I have to blog. I've been absent here for so long that people have actually contacted me to tell me they miss me.

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-91408554311622803302007-12-12T16:06:00.000Z2007-12-12T16:22:27.828Z

My kicker check came on Monday and made my week...really my holiday. It was a few hundred bucks, so I paid a few bills and took care of eight Christmas presents online yesterday. I don't want to give anything away, but I'm really excited about these gifts as they are my own original creations made with specific people in mind. It's gonna be great. So currently I have a good 7 more gifts to take

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-24747535275021710432007-12-09T22:49:00.000Z2007-12-09T23:39:42.824Z

It snowed today. It's not the first snow, but with my neighborhood being only 50ft above sea level, it's the first snow that has reached downtown so far.It's been a bit strange getting into winter. We were going along with our autumn, minding our own business, and suddenly it's Halloween and then - bam! - it's dark at 5pm. It feels like it should still be light until 10! How did the last five

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-86001370215449656622007-11-05T00:30:00.000Z2007-11-05T00:45:03.840Z

I just found this poem I wrote a few years ago. I thought I lost it forever, and I recently looked through all my old journals I could lay my hands on to find it. The inspiration was from one line in Song of Solomon 2, which says “His left hand is under my head, and his right hand embraces me”. The first time I read it I couldn't get past the picture. A man in love embracing the object of his

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-44147917796989391332007-11-03T18:02:00.000Z2007-11-03T18:15:29.194Z

I officially missed my blog's birthday. It was October 14 2004 that I began the therapeutic self absorption that is blogging. I used to blog every day, but that was when my life was less consumed by work and the 120 to 150 emails I generally get every day wear my Supervisor hat.I was psyching myself out to be all introspective, but the sun is shining on a crisp clear autumn day and I have just

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-12209947438490320212007-10-21T02:36:00.000+01:002007-10-21T06:59:45.076+01:00

This week a huge storm was supposed to hit sometime Wednesday night and last a few days, and the weather forecast said it would dump a good inch of rain in a 24hour period! Wednesday is the night I lead a "Can We Help?" team on the streets downtown. We went out with our supplies and had some really good encounters with some homeless kids and we were headed to the streetcar to come back to the

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-40656591647926675132007-10-13T23:09:00.000+01:002007-10-13T23:20:03.615+01:00

I just watched The Darjeeling Limited and I have to say it was really good. Visually stunning, very funny and really touching. I always feel so Metropolitan when I go to the movies. I live about 4 blocks from one of the best theaters in town. All the movies that only show at "select theaters" show there. I love walking out my door and saying to myself, "I think I want to go see a movie" and then

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-67923452358503382192007-10-03T01:18:00.000+01:002007-10-03T01:21:30.902+01:00

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-25298182526750521852007-09-27T05:46:00.000+01:002007-09-27T06:35:39.382+01:00

Even an only moderately stressful day can feel downright horrible when you're under the weather. And not only am i still under the weather, but today was more than just 'mildly' stressful. I've been home about three and a half hours and I'm just now starting to feel decompressed. I spent much of the day resolving something a cranky client decided we should've done sooner - though the hold-up was

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-83001786247344042042007-09-21T05:38:00.001+01:002007-09-21T05:44:02.461+01:00

I had grand plans to blog this week and catch up on my deep thoughts and recent adventures. Instead I caught a nasty cold (is there any other kind?). I only have the energy to slap up a picture of my newest acquisition...my pepto-pink guitar. It's a little bit high-school-girl-garage-band, but the longer I have it the more I like it. All I need now is a pink pick.I'll blog again soon...when I'm

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-37163310284769998412007-09-10T03:02:00.000+01:002007-09-10T03:25:10.944+01:00

I'm having a hard time with patience today. I knew there would be days like this, but I'm usually good navigating them. But today I don't have the energy.Today was a good church service, and God spoke through several people to several people about how we are created with purpose, and not to be bogged down with the fear or discouragement that comes when we buy into the lie that we don't have a

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-24623884896436417412007-09-03T04:38:00.001+01:002007-09-03T04:48:32.757+01:00

I'm am now the proud owner of a mint-colored suitcase that I have named "The Mintinator" but will affectionately call "Minty". I got it at Ross for $39 and it's everything I love in a piece of compact luggage. It is carry-on sized, but expandable, has skate wheels (perfect for places like Prague, where everything is cobbles), is an unusual (read 'endearingly ugly') color, so it will stand out in

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-33240675672710580972007-08-31T07:28:00.000+01:002007-08-31T07:36:50.820+01:00

Five years ago this week a beautiful little friend of mine went to be with Jesus. I don't know how to describe him to people who never knew him because there were things about Addam that were so great that it seems made up when you try to talk about it later. He carried a spark in him that was as contagious as his laugh, and his sense of humor was far beyond his seven short years. He had a great

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-39979143205653480702007-08-29T04:07:00.000+01:002007-08-29T05:09:38.862+01:00

Well, it's that time. Today was my first day back to work. The vacation is over and my friends have flown home. It was a fun couple of weeks, and beautifully low-key.One of my vacation acquisitions can be seen in the picture. I am now the proud owner of a one-of-a-kind iconic "Sacerdotes del Sagrado Corazón" keychain with my name on the bottom. I'm sure you're asking yourself, "Is that Mary?"

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-19342407662452448122007-08-22T06:29:00.001+01:002007-09-03T04:51:22.403+01:00

I'm finally getting to the blogging. It's taken over a week to decompress enough to go for it. I really really needed this vacation, and I'm thinking I need to try to take more home-based vacations in the future. I get 24 days a year, so I should be able to swing it and still get my travel on. I don't always have to galavant across the globe. But I must confess that I'm already planning my next

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-91276592284564499492007-08-18T08:37:00.000+01:002007-08-18T08:51:25.046+01:00

So I'm officially on vacation. I have been for a week, but it's taken me all the way until now to get around to blogging. I've only checked my work email twice. As of two days ago I had over 300 new emails. I'll have at least a thousand in there when I get back on the 28th, but I'm going to try not to think about that any more.The biggest thing that has happened in the past few weeks is that my

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-83871119289153912512007-07-25T04:18:00.000+01:002007-07-25T05:03:59.517+01:00

Has it really been a month since I posted? I haven't had a weekend without obligation in ages, which is the biggest hindrance to my blogging. I'm trying to keep next weekend clear to clean the apartment and work on a little photography project for an upcoming art exhibit.Since I last blogged I have had a few exciting things transpire. I had three of my photos turned into posters. It really did my

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-84149781674278862802007-06-27T06:09:00.000+01:002007-06-27T06:15:18.381+01:00

I've officially purchased my first nothing. I bought something for my blog. Something virtual...which means it's not real, right? But it was too cool.I've used Clustrmaps free service for the past year, and when it archived and started over I decided to get the upgraded map that you can click on and zoom into the continents and right up to the dots. Click on the picture and it'll take you there.

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-87704562703446497932007-06-23T06:15:00.000+01:002007-06-23T06:53:33.184+01:00

They say home is where the heart is. I think that's one of those things we've heard all our lives and don't realize how deep it is. I've always thought that meant that wherever you are in the world you will only feel at peace if you are in the one place your heart loves most. I'm seeing it a little differently now.If I've learned anything in my 32 years of youth I've learned that life comes down

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-9789248421663773782007-06-17T05:06:00.000+01:002007-06-17T07:54:51.784+01:00

This is the best time of year in downtown Portland. This is when everything that could possibly go on is going on all at once. You can't help but become infused with the urban vivacity and vibrancy just walking through the park blocks.Take the last week for example. We had the Grand Floral Parade last Saturday, and as walked up the park blocks to meet up with someone at the church office I was

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-26806239548570106382007-06-08T07:27:00.000+01:002007-06-08T07:37:58.744+01:00

Saw this ages ago and was reminded of it again on Brain Heasley's blog. It's come a long way since the last time I saw it, and it's funnier than ever. Why didn't we realize sooner that Keanu, Mr Edison and I looked so much alike? How could we be so blind?

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-74576687232514455232007-05-29T04:12:00.000+01:002007-05-29T05:36:44.951+01:00

Sorry I've been off the blog for a while. Not that you're hanging on my every word or anything, but I have neglected my little patch of cyberspace. My life has officially gotten crazier than it has ever been before, with my job demanding - and getting - more of me than I thought any job I had ever would. At one point last week I actually wondered if I could crawl under my desk for a quick cry and

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-87138772819429871552007-05-13T03:11:00.000+01:002007-05-13T03:14:12.360+01:00

I have a new favorite band. They're called Flight of the Conchords. Check out this song about Albi the racist dragon...

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-18112790537384122182007-05-05T23:29:00.000+01:002007-05-06T00:45:34.663+01:00

A few days ago I was in the break room at work and someone was talking about the May Day March that took place in various cities around the country on Tuesday. Portland, protest capital, of course joined in again. I think this is the 4th or 5th year, but I don't remember for sure.The first year it was a huge blowup and a bunch of anarchist wannabes infiltrated and the police swat team had to

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-35542596610705503722007-04-20T19:41:00.000+01:002007-04-20T19:52:42.544+01:00

Don't know if any of you have heard of Plumbline Ministries, but someone told me about them about a year ago. They have a number of free downloads on their site, but I found the teaching on the seven redemptive gifts of cities amazing.It's a whole lot of listening, but well worth while! It's all mp3, so listen to it on your commute. I would recommend starting with Introduction to the Seven

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-40734646957556652532007-04-09T02:47:00.000+01:002007-04-09T03:30:11.505+01:00

I've had a lot to think about this week. I had an epiphany several days ago, one of those moments that something picks the scab off a part of your heart you knew was a little hurt, but until that moment you didn't realize how bad it was - or why. The hardest part of having one of those moments is that once you know you can't stay the same with out choosing to stay the same. And with an option

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-22815811726537578952007-04-02T00:31:00.000+01:002007-04-02T01:24:52.954+01:00

So here's a picture/link to my other blog, which I really mostly use to upload my pictures and videos. I've been taking pictures again, and now that life is stretching outward from the earth and trees, I'm becoming re-enchanted with my little corner of the earth. So check out my pictures.Things are going well, work continues to challenge me and CWH is hitting the streets again this week. This

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-45386584949310306952007-03-23T01:20:00.000Z2007-03-23T02:21:53.816Z

Not my favorite topic of conversation. In fact, it's one of my least favorites. I rarely talk politics, and I think most of that is the result of living in a constant state of political intimidation. I tend to vote conservatively. I'm pretty "American" when it comes to things like taxes, abortion, capital punishment, minimum wage and even gun control. That being said, I don't worship George Bush,

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-83102804622999591262007-03-21T04:29:00.000Z2007-03-21T04:31:17.636Z

Don't you wish your commute was like this?

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-31400609918275892342007-03-13T15:08:00.000Z2007-03-14T04:59:30.282Z

Just found out Five O'Clock People is back (minus Kris...but you can't have everything) and recording a new album. They are one of the most talented bands ever, and Jov, one of my good friends and one of the most amazing drummers you've ever heard, is recording some of the songs with them!Their last album, The Nothing Venture (listen to it here. 'sorry' & 'glass' are my favs), has been in my

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-54273996863058089102007-03-09T01:36:00.000Z2007-03-09T02:01:25.553Z

This was the bed I got a year ago December in my little studio apartment. I wanted a twin because I wanted it to look more sofa-like since it was in my living room. Or maybe I should say my living room was in my bedroom. Anyway, you get the picture.It was the mattress from a trundle bed, and at first it was just sitting on the floor. It wasn't comfortable for very long, and pretty soon I was

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-11454358732602249252007-03-05T01:11:00.000Z2008-03-14T06:20:55.544Z

Isn't it interesting how life is always super something? Super-busy, super-fun, super-stressful...it never seems to just be. This week work was (as it has been lately) super-crazy, so I took a super-break and pulled a vacation day on Friday. I can tell you that even after a 3-day weekend, I'm not super-ready to head back tomorrow.This past week I gave myself a couple of commitments to keep. I

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-741045589037156302007-02-23T05:42:00.000Z2007-02-23T06:04:44.005Z

Weekly is the frequency of blogging that would make me feel like I was at least keeping up. The truth is, though I'm insanely busy right now, my life just isn't that exciting. At least, not currently. Last weekend Meems and I finally had our birthday outing, postponed since early January. We went to the Portland Art Museum to see an exhibit called The Quest For Immorality, supposedly the largest

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-73402087260796977872007-02-14T16:23:00.000Z2007-02-14T16:30:26.101Z

Happy Valentine's Day!I got this pretty little picture from jben. Since he is in Australia, his was the first valentine I received this year. What a way to start the day, eh?You can read more about the saint behind the holiday right here.

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-92074131854857457162007-02-08T04:43:00.000Z2007-02-04T15:23:30.495Z

I woke this morning from a deep sleep, the alarm screaming at me from across the room, busting into a bizarre dream. It's the first night since I moved into this apartment that I haven't had my sleep interrupted at approximately 3:15am by the neighbour's music, and I really really wanted to keep on sleeping.Life's been a little confusing lately. Nothing really pans out like we think it will, and

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-50189572064724361512007-02-02T03:01:00.000Z2007-02-02T03:53:38.064Z

I don't really know where to start...It's been so long since I've properly blogged that I really have to just pick one thing to write about. So I'll write about my trip. It was a rather nice trip, with the first ten days of the seventeen spent mostly in the Scottish Highlands with my mother. We were at a rather nice timeshare on Loch Rannoch, about a mile from the town of Kinloch Rannoch, and a

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-5689001089215829632007-01-31T16:00:00.000Z2007-01-31T16:02:43.679Z

I'm back...just a bit too jetlagged to post at present. I took some pictures, though not as many as I usually do - only about 175. I'll throw them up this weekend. more soon.

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-88407568438331634882007-01-11T04:14:00.000Z2007-01-11T04:54:04.374Z

i'm off to the uk tomorrow, to visit (among other places) the lovely perthsire village of kinloch rannoch at loch rannoch. my mother and i have a lovely deluxe cottage overlooking the water, just a mile or so from the village.aside from our stint in the highlands, mom and i will be in edinburgh and reading (for my birthday!) and then she'll fly home and i'll pop back up to edinburgh for some time

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-58990361857004000432007-01-02T03:37:00.000Z2007-01-02T04:10:48.332Z

yep. i moved again. i have a bit of a reputation for moving alot, even though this is only my second move in the last four and a half years. maybe that's because in the seven years prior to that i moved 13 times. (can you say "avoidance"?)this time i knew my lease would be up at the end of december, but i wasn't sure what would follow. kt and i were talking about me moving in with her and the

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-76916311316810452662006-12-27T04:57:00.000Z2006-12-27T05:33:19.204Z

we got into a bit of a christmas email greeting competition this year. one guy elfed himself (see my version by clicking on the picture above) and just about every department got on the bandwagon trying to outdo everyone else's greetings. i'm part of the 'latin quarter', the group of us in my call center that books packages for latin america. we all sit in the same area away from everyone else,

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-23338049070473934862006-12-26T03:43:00.000Z2006-12-27T05:28:18.353Z

another christmas come and gone, and before it's even cold in its grave here i am blogging about it. This year was much more memorable than most, with near-death experiences, buried hatchets and much, much more.my christmas weekend started friday with my getting off work early...at 3pm. my sister and i had been planning to hang out that night, but we moved it to saturday so we could each have a

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-66747403244679609722006-12-20T04:18:00.000Z2006-12-20T04:25:36.605Z

got this christmas card at work from one of our suppliers. be ready to laugh and cringe simultaneously. watch every one (i dare you!) and then tell me which one you found most disturbingly hilarious.

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How about this food for thought? The following was written by Ben Stein and recited by him on CBS Sunday Morning Commentary. You can find the original transcript on his website here.Herewith at this happy time of year, a few confessions from my beating heart: I have no freaking clue who Nick and Jessica are. I see them on the cover of People and Us constantly when I am buying my dog biscuits and

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-30677741390751701342006-12-06T02:25:00.000Z2006-12-06T03:55:46.458Z

i've been thinking lately about the concept of the hidden things of God. there are many things about God we will never know until we are on the other side of eternity, but that does not change the fact that the hidden things of God are meant to be searched out and known. i've decided that God is not a God of secrets, he is a God of mystery...and there is a vast difference between the two. one of

Sheenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08719605234890734976noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8728179.post-24568992383504944272006-11-29T03:56:00.000Z2006-11-29T05:14:25.625Z

i'm having a bit of a hard time right now. i just finally admitted it to myself yesterday. i've not been sleeping well, have had an upset tummy for days and feel overwhelmed and uninspired. this is when i least want to blog. this is when i most need to blog. i try not to think of people reading this, though i know they will, but at the same time there is a piece of freedom that can only be

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