Endless Rivers

of Hope

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Dear Diary,

It’s the 6th of April, the month that I vowed NOT to step on the scale.

Why is it so damn hard?

When I brought up eternity the other day, there was another definition that I skipped right over and it’s pretty applicable right now: a long period of time that seems endless. Yep. This month—or this week even—seems endless.

Bouncing back and forth in front of the scale got me thinking about this lifestyle change. One word came to mind: REWARDS. I realized that the reason I wanted to get on that scale was to see if I had a reward. Why is everything a reward to me?

Food is a reward. When I work… money is my reward. Drinking and smoking were rewards too (or so I thought)! And now… after depriving myself of brown sugar & cinnamon pop tarts, pizza, three scoop hot fudge sundaes with whipped cream and nuts, and good old bleached white flour products, all I can think about is…

Where is my damn reward?!

…to be continued…


Word of the Day Challenge: Bounce

Photo by Suzy Hazelwood from Pexels

Sunbeams and Laughter

April 5, 2020

Orange Flower

Keep your face with sunshine lit,
Laugh a little bit.
All the shadows off will flit,
If you have the grit and wit,
Just to laugh a little bit.

An excerpt from Laugh a Little, by Edmund Vance Cooke

I’ve been working on another recycle/upcycle of an old image for the past few days (which can be found HERE if you’re interested). I decided tonight that it’s finished and ready to go. I love the new colors… they remind me of sunshine.

One of the reasons I love posting my images is so I have a record of how I’ve progressed—as I learn different styles and new techniques. Every now and then I look back at the very beginning and I find all kinds of doozies that I can’t help but DELETE. I wonder what the heck I was thinking when I look at some of my old stuff.

Other times, I look back and I see all kinds of potential. It’s like each photograph I’ve ever taken is it’s own (semi) blank canvas, begging me to come on out and play… to come and make it beautiful.

That’s about all for now.
Peace & Love!

Fit Fun Facts

April 5, 2020


It’s Official.

I’m obsessed with my New Lifestyle, New Me project.

I’ve been taking walks every single day now and I’ve had no problem hitting my mark of 6,500 steps per day. In spite of the fact that it’s a little eerie out there (due to the lack of traffic and the masked men on the streets), I actually find a lot of enjoyment in walking.

I notice everything when I’m out… beautiful flowers, cool trees, and lots of sidewalk chalk. “Enjoy the Simple Things” was one of the sketched out messages I read, and then I was prompted along a pathway to skip, hopscotch, spin, and walk like a penguin. Did I do it? I’ll never tell!

Anyway, since I’m trying not to think about FOOD so much, and it’s supposed to to rain any minute now, I thought I’d check around and see what I can do at home to keep my body moving—and not spend a boatload of money.

I found this video and thought it was definitely worth a share.

I’m not so great at DIY projects, but that’s what sons are for, no? I’m going to make some calls and see if I can get one of them started on this.

That’s about all for now. Be safe and stay healthy!

Thank you for reading,
—Janet

Out(side) of Time

April 4, 2020

Black and White Portrait

This morning I read a ‘daily email’ on the subject of Eternity. One of the definitions is: A state of existence outside of time, and this particular meaning reminded me of something that happened years back—something that’s perfect for today’s Daily Gratitude.

When I was going in and out of sobriety—and making a mess of what little life I had left—one of the things that I had to do was move in with my mother. Things were tough for MANY months. Even though I was staying sober, there was a LOT of friction between the two of us.

I babysat my grandsons for some of those months, and I would often walk the youngest in a stroller while his brother was at school. I remember praying a lot… asking God to remove the character defects that stood in the way of me “being a better daughter;” the selfishness that caused me to act out, the self-pity that made react like a child (because I felt like one for being there) and the bitterness that I felt inside.

On this particular day, I remember feeling frustrated. I pushed the stroller across the bridge (pictured in The Hot Seat) and listened to music as I prayed about it. Stopping on the other side of the bridge, I turned back and looked at the house. I had never really seen our house from that perspective. I’m sure I may have decades ago—when I was a child—but none that I remember.

Anyway, that moment felt like eternity to me; as if I had escaped time. The house looked sad and empty. I knew my mother was inside, but from where I was standing the life—her loving spirit that filled it and made it a home—was missing. It seemed as though I was not seeing, but feeling the future… with my mother gone. All that stood before me was a sad old house.

I had no question it was a sign. A glimpse into what my future could be like if my perspective didn’t change… a life filled with remorse and regret… full of if onlys and what ifs. I’ll never forget that day, and I’m forever grateful for it.

It’s as if… just for a moment… God allowed me to step outside of time.

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed today’s Daily Gratitude!

A word about the image here.

This is kind of random, but it’s actually another one of my personalized portraits. The gentleman is a dear friend of mine, and I took the photograph when we were at the beach sometime back. I’ve been wanting to use it and could never quite figure out how. I thought it was perfect for a state of existence outside of time since he seems to be peering in at us—through the glass of a fast moving vehicle.

Color Washed Image

I’m back for another “Daily Gratitude!” Before I start, I have to say that my inner rebel is coming out today. I grew up with the American version—COLOR—and I always feel cheated when I spell it that way. It looks so boring!

Who would have thought that a simple little U could offer so much style and pizzazz? My pre-installed dictionary disagrees, however. It’s been fighting me tooth and nail—insisting I’ve committed some kind of crime—a naughty little typographical error.

So that is that. I’m going against everything I was taught, and I’m spelling it the COLOURFUL way.

So… back to gratitude. Today I am thankful for LinkedIn Learning (formerly Lynda.com), and the fact that the college I’m attending has given students FREE access. For anyone stuck (and feeling bored) under the “stay at home” restriction, online tutorials are a great way to cure the blues and actually learn something.

It’s funny for me to say that because I usually NEVER have the patience to watch tutorials (or read instructions). But… in just a few 5 minute lessons so far, I’ve learned things that I can do in Photoshop that I was never aware of before. And I’ve been using it for years!

The featured image is a recycle; a black and white that I shared some years ago. I used it as my test subject and I’ve added some bold COLOUR to it, to make it more dramatic; dark sepia to blue. An added bonus to the LinkedIn Learning is that completion certificates can be loaded to your profile, and they add a little something to your resume—something many of us may be updating real soon.

That’s about all for now. Thank you for reading!


Colour is like food for the spirit—Plus it’s not addictive or fattening.

Isaac Mizrahi


I thought that quote was perfect for everything I’m into at the moment. Give me some colour… but hold the sugar please!

Abstract Blue Lights

They’re coming for us!

Swords blazing bright, fight or flight…

Get out while you can!

It kind of ruins the mood when I try to explain everything, but this Image and Haiku are just too weird to NOT have something to back them up.

The base of the abstract is a jungle gym at a neighborhood park. After some distortions and effects, I thought it was perfect for Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge: Bright & Fight.

It reminded me of watching my sons play years ago—or my grandsons now, for that matter—so the Haiku is a reenactment of how one of their imaginary invasions might play out.

With everything else that’s going on right now (like we’re living in the twilight zone), a visitation from extraterrestrial beings might not be such a shocker!

Anyway, thank you for reading.
Be safe and stay healthy!

—Janet