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Finding home wherever I go. Newer posts →. If this is who I am. March 22, 2013. Photo by Sean Tuckey. If this is who I am. Then I should be it. It wasn’t me who chose. Who I would be. So I should live it how it’s planned. If this is who I am. Then I should write it. Write it in on my world. In the scrawls of my strange. If this is who I am. I shouldn’t hide it. I should show it like I’m proud. Or I am not. If this is who I am. Then I should say it. Say it loud on my roof. And loud in the passages. And I ...
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Living the Dream: My Happy Place!
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Tuesday, November 11, 2014. Looking back over the various blog pages that I have, I noticed that I haven't posted here for almost a year! Where did that year go? I have been aware that, since moving here, I have really struggled to maintain a creative rhythm, so to speak. I have tried to do something about this the past couple of months. I definitely need to create and be creative! I feel the same way when I'm being creative! I believe that God made me for a purpose; and when I paint, I feel his pleasure!
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Stuff | Pilgrim Child
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Finding home wherever I go. August 10, 2013. It’s everywhere. Staring at me from the corners of our little house. Stuff. If I think of the person I want to be, she is free from all of this, this clutter, this mess, this worry about the mess – will it sell, will we have enough? 8211; She’d just go, with the wind, with the breeze, she’d take what she had, a little brown suitcase of memories, and she’d just go. So I said I’d write one more post before we go. And I will, but I’m sneaking this...Reminded me o...
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Final | Pilgrim Child
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Finding home wherever I go. September 3, 2013. I’ve been brewing and percolating this blog for a few weeks. I’ve been trying to think of most important things, things I’ve learned, things that I can take with me from this Island. So I think I’ll write a letter, a letter to a teacher, a letter to an acquaintance, a letter…to New Zealand. So it has been six years. Yes, can you believe it? I came here with tight little fists. I held on to all I was, with everything in me. I held on to my thoughts, m...No An...
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Living the Dream: African ramblings...
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Monday, December 16, 2013. I can honestly say that I appreciate doing all the things I couldn't do for so many months. Praise the Lord I almost have full mobility in my arm now. The next painting is just a quick watercolor of part of the view we have; it's a view I need to explore further, my next project perhaps. I did the painting in the middle of a dry winter here. Now, after some really good rains, the landscape is green again! We honor you Madiba! May you indeed rest in His peace! Keep track of upda...
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Silent me | Pilgrim Child
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Finding home wherever I go. July 30, 2013. Hi there followers, readers, browsers, stumblers. I have reasons for being quiet. It’s not for lack of thoughts or things to say, or stories to tell. It’s for lack of a computer to type my thoughts into. I (once again) broke our Mac, and I have tried a few times to blog from my little touch screen phone but…I can’t. So I’m taking a little break at work to write something, anything. This entry was posted in Letters. Random thoughts and rambles. That you my mom...
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pilgrimchild | Pilgrim Child
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Finding home wherever I go. September 3, 2013. I’ve been brewing and percolating this blog for a few weeks. I’ve been trying to think of most important things, things I’ve learned, things that I can take with me from this Island. So I think I’ll write a letter, a letter to a teacher, a letter to an acquaintance, a letter…to New Zealand. So it has been six years. Yes, can you believe it? I came here with tight little fists. I held on to all I was, with everything in me. I held on to my thoughts, m...No An...