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Wordless Wednesday: Fall Road

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Diving Head-first into Dreams

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about dreams. Not dreams like what images and story line my subconscious mind produces while I sleep. Dreams like things I’ve always wanted to do, places I’ve always wanted to visit, who I’ve always wanted to be. Dreams, for me, consist of asking myself this question “Who would I be if I wasn’t afraid to take risks?”

After all, dreams consist of risk. If there was a recipe for dreams it would probably consist of 8 cups of risk, 2 cups of motivation, and 7 cups of guts (gross, I know..but necessary). Living out my dreams is something I haven’t put much thought to until recently. If I get one life, should I take the easy road and work a safe 8-5 job or should I drop everything I’ve known and that which society promotes as “the good life” and dive head-first into risk, soak it up, roll around in it and chase my dreams?

I have this mental image of chasing dreams and taking risks like that scene in The Parent Trap when one of the girls plays a prank and it ends up covering her camp counselor in molasses and feathers from head to toe…then she gets sent to the “exclusion cabin” which to me looks like more freedom and fun…but anyways. That’s how I picture following my dreams. I’ve just got to get covered from head to toe in risk and learn to be comfortable with it.

That’s when life happens–when we’re covered in the molasses and feathers of risk and running down the highway of our dreams.

Everyone will stare. Everyone will gawk at the audacity and sheer craziness of it. But then, deep down, they’ll wish they had the guts to do the same. sparrow

So let’s cast out into our dreams and abandon ourselves to risk, fate, and the Divine Love of Him who Created everything and live as it pleases Him. If He cares for the sparrows and sustains their life, how much more will He care for us, made in His Divine Image?

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5 thing I hate about titles like this

Is it just me or is it some kind of trend right now to put numbers in article titles?

Life can never be simplified to numerics. 3 ways to get your dream job, 5 food you must eat to be healthy, 7 tips for college success… Have we totally just removed our brains and decided to stop thinking for ourselves?

How about charting your own path? How about blazing a new trail, taking the leap into the unknown, embracing change, adventure, uncertainty, and the spirit of a life lived to the fullest?

Create your own path. Be your own captain. Find out what works for you and put it into action.

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A Grain of Rice Stuck to My Elbow {How intercultural marriage has expanded my palette}

Being in an interracial/intercultural marriage has broadened my perspective as well as my palette. I never could have imagined myself eating Lao food on the floor in typical Lao style. I never could have imagined eating anything that is made with fish sauce. I never knew that one day I would own a rice cooker and be able to make steamed rice well (not too soggy, not too dry). If you would have told me that one day I would eat Laap or other foods that contain the intestinal parts of animals I would have scoffed at you.

I can’t tell you how many times I end up with a grain of rice stuck to my foot, elbow, or clothing. If you would have told me that one day I would find a grain of rice on the sleeve of my husband’s robe I’d laugh. And I did laugh…and it did happen 2 weeks ago. Little grains of rice appear everywhere now like little fairies.

Being married to my Laotian American husband has brought with it many condiments I never would have known about. Fried onion, fried garlic, fish sauce, hoisin sauce, Sriracha sauce, soy sauce, Black soy sauce just to name a few. And I never knew how many dishes you can spruce up with a little sprig of mint or cilantro. StickyRice

One thing I still haven’t fully mastered is eating on the ground. I don’t think my European ancestry has equipped me for sitting cross-legged for long periods of time. On the plus side, it’s sort of a dieting strategy. I can only sit on the ground for about 10 minutes before my legs and back go numb, so therefore I don’t eat that much.

Some of my favorite foods I would have never discovered without the help of my husband. Pho (Vietnamese beef noodle soup), laap gai (Lao-style chicken salad,it’s taken a while for my palette to enjoy this), Kao piak sien (Lao noodle soup), and Calamari (I know this isn’t very exotic, but if you knew my family and their extremely limited food choices you’d be amazed that I eat fried squid!).

Culture and food go hand-in-hand. I feel like the more I learn about Lao food, the more I learn about Lao culture. There’s always food on the table…always! I feel like Lao people eat throughout the day instead of having specific times for meals. Fresh fruit and fresh vegetables abound. As well as spiciness and sticky rice.

I’m happy to be able to participate in Lao culture and happy to know the joy that only warm sticky rice can bring.

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Is it bad if I lick the toppings off of breadsticks? {A true poem}

Is it bad if I just wanna drink creamer + coffee all day in my pj’s on the couch and not go to work?

Is it bad if I wanna eat 2 Snicker’s Ice Cream bars at a time?

Is it bad if I wanna swim in a pool of noodles?

Is it bad if I sometimes give people gifts that I’d like cause I don’t know what they want?

Is it bad if I only wear my glasses when I feel like it?

Is it bad if I don’t use a level when I hang stuff on the wall?pizza-hut-breadsticks

Is it bad if I live my life according to my own values?

Is it bad if the only thing I’ve every really committed to is marriage?

Is it bad if I lick all the toppings off of breadsticks and don’t eat the rest?

Is it bad if I am my own person?

Is it bad if I live according to my faith as best I can, though imperfect?

Is it bad if I care too much and so sometimes I seem detached?

Is it bad if people judge me because they think I judge them because I embrace a different moral standard?

Is it bad if I use run-on sentences in my own blog?

Is it bad if I care what people think, but not that much?

Is it bad if this is the deepest thing I’ve written on this blog?

Is it?

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Word-less Wednesday: Portrait by the Window

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Soul Refreshing Saturday {Vol. 1}

I don’t know about you, but Saturday mornings simply refresh my soul. I still wake up at 6:30am just like during the week, but this day is filled with endless opportunity. I could clean the apartment (not!), play tennis, paint, work out, fix dinner (!) or take a road trip. There’s something about waking up early on a Saturday morning and being able to take my time and do what I please that is something divine.

I have a Saturday morning ritual of sorts. I come out to the kitchen, start the coffee, open the blinds in the living room, turn on the laptop and read blogs. This is my relaxation and my space. Daniel (my other half) used to be a late sleeper and so Saturday morning was my space for quiet and peace.

These days he has his own Saturday morning ritual. He comes to the kitchen, usually about 30 minutes after I wake up, gets his coffee, turns on his Xbox and starts playing either some tank game or some other noisy, violent game that totally disrupts MY Saturday morning.  You see where I’m going here, right?

The plus side to this, especially during the winter, is that it’s freezing in the apartment and so when Daniel comes to the living room I share the blanket with him and he keeps me warm. Utility, people. There’s always a silver lining.

Speaking of Soul Refreshing Saturday, is my intention to post every Saturday morning some quote, inspirational message, activity, or anything really that refreshes my soul. I’d love it if you joined me. I have created a link up button below for other readers/bloggers to participate. Just post some quote, message, activity or anything that has refreshed/inspired your soul lately. If you’re a wordy person, you could say how/why that particular quote/message/activity refreshed your soul 🙂 P.S. These don’t have to be religious or spiritual. This could be as simple as going on a great hike, seeing a baby’s smile, or eating some delicious cheesecake.

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I’ll go first.
“All that I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all that I have not seen.” -Ralph Waldo Emerson

Looking around at the beautiful fall leaves and the trees changing color–the vibrant reds, oranges, and yellows, some trees look like they’re on fire–this refreshes my soul. The smell of firewood on a crisp night–this refreshes my soul. The beauty of creation here below harkens my heart to something more, something beyond. This natural beauty is a reflection of the Creator Himself. But a reflection is never the same nor nearly as good as the actual thing itself.

[To add your post to the Soul Refreshing Saturday link up:
Click on the Link up button below (a new page will pop up)
Click “Add Your Link”
Follow the directions on the page
(And would you kindly post a link back to this blog page in your post?)
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