Friday, December 25, 2009

Friday Photo

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Merry Christmas, y'all!
First Christmas for my niece, Zoe. Atlanta, GA.

©
2009 Wendy Hudgins

Monday, December 14, 2009

The best Christmas ornament

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Christmas priorites.
This hangs on my tree every year. Not a bad reminder.
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Beautiful, loved, and blessed

T W E N T Y - S I X - L E T T E R S
Wake up.

You’re beautiful, loved and blessed.

When you found me I was just a piece of clay, I was formless... With the breath of life I now live abundantly. All I needed was the potter’s hand... But too much power, can sometimes turn to shame. Too much desire, can sometimes makes you feel the same. But forgiveness is how you win the game. I begged for truth, now I know the truth, and that is when you came and said I was, “Beautiful, loved and blessed.” I’m better than the day before, ‘cause you made me confess that I am beautiful, loved and blessed. When you’re free, you’re really free indeed. All you gotta do is just plant the seed.

A constant battle to stay ahead of the game.
Is anybody famous when everybody wants fame? Always trying to break you down, thinkin’ that’ll raise ‘em up. I just wanna be happy. Come take this bitter cup from me.

If I were ever, to write down my life story, I could truly say through all the fame and glory, that I was just a piece of clay in need of the potter’s hand, cause when you whispered in my ear, the words I so now understand, “Beautiful, loved and blessed.” I’m better than the day before, ‘cause you made me confess that I am beautiful, loved and blessed. When you’re free, you’re really free indeed. All you gotta do is just plant the seed.

Everything you made you said, “That’s good.” Before the fall of man you said, “That’s good.” Everytime I walk in faith, you let me see another day. Before the earth was made you said, “I will lead the way, and you’ll go far.” Knowledge and understanding, understanding is good. And when I wake up in the morning, all I hear in my hood is people saying that they’re, “Beautiful, loved and blessed.” When you rescue me from the darkness, our hearts just must confess. Beautiful, loved and blessed. When you’re free, you’re free indeed, all you gotta do is just plant the seed.

Hey, hey, hey, wake up it’s a new day. Hey, hey, hey, wave your hands in the air and say, “Beautiful, loved and blessed.” You rescued me from the darkness in the wilderness. No matter what the challenge, I always pass the test.

That’s what I am, beautiful. I don’t mean to put nobody down, still I must confess that I am...Beautiful, that’s what I am. When you wanna give up, don’t cause you know you always got a friend.

PRINCE, lyrics to "Beautiful, Loved, and Blessed"
©Prince
2009 Wendy Hudgins

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Tell the world your dream

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By now, it shouldn't come as any surprise that I'm a huge and longtime fan of Prince. You also know my sentiments about life from reading these blog posts. So, this morning, while browsing online, I got to thinking about one of the things on my 'list.' Yup. Back in 1994, living up in Chicago, I made my "Ten Things I want to Do Before I Die" list.

Well, it dawned on me that unless I propose this "thing" how can it possibly happen? So, I know it's no guarantee, but, Prince, if you clicked over here to read this entry. Having breakfast with you is one of the things I'd like to do before I exit stage left from 'Planet Earth.'

This was my invite on 'his' FB page:

"PRINCE... Salut! Is this [really] your page? If you have a dream and don't express it, it can't come true. If you express it, the universe is now aware, and can help to support it. Mine? My longtime wish... to simply have breakfast with you. Yup. That's it. Just breakfast. Then head back to life. You in? Starfish+coffee. *bonjouryall.com* "
—Wendy

What dream of yours (no matter what it is) do you need to tell the world about? Well, quit reading this and go do it!
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Friday, December 11, 2009

Friday Photo

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Sunrise on the Maryland Shore, Assateague Island
It's a new day, a new year, and 39 feels just fine.
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Follow it

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Wherever it may lead you,
follow your muse.

— WENDY HUDGINS
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Will you draw a flower?

T W E N T Y - S I X - L E T T E R S
Everything sounds better in french, so I'll let you look this one up:
le jardin de mes amis.

This idea began at the end of a year living in France when I did a painting exchange with two friends, one now in LA, the other Santa Fe. It later occurred to me the paintings were were both of flowers, and
I love flowers. Then I imagined a space filled with these 'flowers'.
A 'garden' of them created by people who have inspired me: friends, family, neighbors, colleagues. I have over thirty flowers already.
Some are just doodles, others are detailed paintings. I will continue to collect these for years to come, from the folks who come into my life. So, for those of you who have already sent me your flower, merci bien! And for those who have not yet done one...

THIS IS MY CREATIVE REQUEST FOR YOU:
Will you draw, paint, or sketch a FLOWER and send it to me?
Use an index card, post-it note, or large canvas. A crayon, ballpoint pen, or fine paintbrush. W
hatever you feel inclined to use. Just keep it simple. Easy. Un-fussy. Be creative. Or not. Just as long as you created it. Handmade is best, so no photos/digital. And a circle with a line below it qualifies as a flower.
TWO REQUIREMENTS: It's a flower. You created it by hand.
Email me and I'll send you my address.


If you are thinking, "this entry must be for someone else." Nope. It's for you. I believe that each person that comes into our lives, has an impact on it. And I would love to add your flower to the garden ...yes, you.
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Monday, December 7, 2009

Pawley's Island Pie

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SO THIS IS "The Pie"
For summer vacations as I was growing up, my family always rented a house on the quiet beaches of Pawley's Island, SC. On one trip, back in the '80's, mom picked up a recipe book from a local store. She tried out this recipe. It's now a critical part of our holidays. Just bake it once. I dare you. Oh, and it's really quite healthy too. Ha! Let it cool to room temperature for several hours before diving in, then... enjoy!
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Friday, December 4, 2009

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Jesus. Mary. Joseph. And assumption.

T W E N T Y - S I X - L E T T E R S
St. Michael's Catholic Church is up the street from my home. In 2005 when I moved to Silver Spring from Florida I thought it was odd that this church had a statue of the holy family, Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, encased behind what seemed to be bullet proof glass. Sheesh! Where have I just moved to? Was the crime really this bad here that even a stone statue of Jesus isn't safe? Yikes.

I was walking distance from Discovery Channel's headquarters here in Silver Spring where I was working as an Art Director, and for the first year or so I would walk past this statue. It would always tickle my curiosity when I'd pass. "Why was it covered?" I kept wondering. Then after a while, as with scenery we see every day, it became background noise and I really didn't notice it anymore.

Then one day the protective cover was removed. It almost glowed. It also suddenly seemed so... oh, I don't know, 'exposed.' Then after rethinking my original assumption, I realized they had merely been cleaning and restoring the statue. And it just took some time.

Life can dish some messy stuff at times. We can feel gunked-up over time. Time passes too quickly. Then suddenly we realize we need to get back to, or restore, the original us. Tap back into our soul, and what makes us us.

I've been in a bit of transition myself, over the past year or so, and I feel stronger, brighter, more vibrant now because of it (I wonder if that's how the statue felt).

When you work to restore the real you, that's when the magic of life really happens.

There is only one you. There is something unique that you have. That. Is. Needed. In. This. World. You must stay tapped into that uniqueness. If life takes a toll and buries that — it is your responsibility to find it again. Don't let you, your family, your stresses, your friends, your work, or anything else pull that away from you.

Do you to need a restoration of yourself?

Need to tap back into those cool ambitions that are pestering you? Those things your soul longs for? The things you know in the core of your very being that you need to do? Writing that book? Opening that cafe? Selling those baked goods? Going back on a dive trip? Making that jewelry? Trying out for that part? Starting that volunteer program? Beginning a blog?

Do it. We need you. The real you.
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Words in my home [No. 5]

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Most people don't know that there are angels whose only job is to make sure you don't get too comfortable, and fall asleep, and miss your life.
— BRYAN ANDREAS
The work of whimsical artist Bryan Andreas and his 'Angels of Mercy'. I picked this one up in Galena, IL back when I lived in Chicago. It now hangs by my front door.
I LOVE it. Besides, as we head into the final month of this year, how'd you do with your resolutions? 'Accomplish your goals? Hey, there's still 31 days. Get to it! I'm your angel. And I'm tellin' ya — GET OFF YOUR BUTT, STAY AWAKE, this ain't no dress rehearsal sweety.
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Monday, November 30, 2009

The first thirty-nine [Part 2]

B R E A D C R U M B S
Coming into December this year, "thirty-nine" has had an unexpected and surprisingly scintillating appeal to me. Plus, after a year of blogging I'm very much in a mode of embracing. We are what we are.

With the internet and our over-interconnectedness to everything (this blog being a perfect example) gone are the days of covertness. High school photos seem to pop out from the cob webs, DOB's appear on the freaking white pages. Really? Is that necessary?

Anyway.... hello transparency. So with that, I've actually found I'm embracing the upcoming "thirty-nine." Afterall, thirty-nine is a pretty rich number. Check out my random finds:
  1. 39 is the calling code for Italy.
  2. The city I currently call 'home', Silver Spring, MD is at 39° latitude.
  3. Hitchcock’s book, 39 Steps.
  4. Dictionary defines it as: being nine more than thirty. Profound, I know.
  5. Thirty-nine. The opposite of nine-thirty. Just sayin'.
  6. This week's #39 on the Billboard's Top 100 chart, is a song from Reba McIntire's "Keep on Loving You."
  7. There are Thirty-Nine Articles of Religion
  8. At thirty-nine weeks, a baby is getting situated to enter the world
  9. The 39th question @ McSweeneys.net of 39 questions to Charley Daniels is "Are you implying, Mr. Daniels, that Johnny actually wants to get hustled?"
  10. It is a song on Queen’s album “A Night at the Opera”
  11. It is comprised of a quarter, a dime, and four pennies
  12. It's an album that holds a song by Jen Foster called, “A Little Help”
  13. “Reading Ambassadors” group consists of 39 U.S. Gubernatorial Spouses encouraging kids to read four or more books in the summer
  14. Channel 39 is the Travel Channel on my tv. Ha! LOVE that one!
  15. MCMXXXIX
  16. January 1, '39 – The Hewlett-Packard Company is founded.
  17. In '39 my grandma turned 20
  18. Batman first appears in '39
  19. 1939 is the last year of the guillotine was used in France
  20. In '39 Siam becomes Thailand
  21. 1939 was the premiere of The Wizard of Oz, at Grauman's Chinese Theatre
  22. December 15, 1939, Gone with the Wind premieres Loew's Grand Theatre in Atlanta, Georgia.
  23. 9/1/39 first shots of WWII were fired
  24. In '39 CBS begins transmission
  25. In '39 Judy Collins was born
  26. In '39 Ralph Lauren was born

  27. Pier 39 near Fisherman's Wharf in San Francisco
  28. In Psalms 39... "But now, Lord, what do I look for? 
My hope is in you."
  29. Movie with Renee Zellwiger, "Case 39"
  30. 39 House Democrats Voted Against Their Own Party's Health Care Bill
  31. Dallas police ticketed 39 drivers in 3 years for not speaking English
  32. Poll: Just 39% believe in evolution (First Read on msnbc.com)
  33. Trente-neuf

  34. At the 39th "bottle of beer on the wall" you're probably ready to ring somebody's neck.
  35. "Michael Jordan, Y2K, hurricanes, and the 44th" was my 39th blog post.
  36. Celebrities also celebrating their '39' this year: André Agassi, Ani DiFranco, Beck, Claudia Schiffer, David Gregory, Ethan Hawke, Gabrielle Reece, Jo Frost (SuperNanny!), Julie Chen, Kelly Ripa, Jo Dee Messina, Lara Flynn Boyle, Macy Gray, Malcolm-Jamal Warner, Mariah CareyMatt Damon, Minnie Driver, Naomi Campbell, Niecy Nash (Clean Sweep!), Queen Latifah, Queen Rania of Jordan, Sarah Silverman, Sean Hayes (Will+Grace), Sherri Shepherd, Tina Fey, Uma Thurman
  37. Yttrium (Y) is number 39 on the Periodic Table of the Elements. It has a silvery-metallic lustre and is found in rare-earth minerals. Moon rocks contain yttrium. It's also used to produce the red color in tv screens.
  38. 39° Longitude passes through: Russia, Ukraine, Turkey, Syria, Iraq, Saudi Arabia, Eritrea, Ehtiopia, Kenya, Tanzania, Mozambique, and Antarctica.
  39. It is also the age I will proudly be one week from this Wednesday.
Plus, I figure full-disclosure this year, will possibly make for a softer transition next year...
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Monday, November 23, 2009

The first thirty-nine [Part 1]

B R E A D C R U M B S
Online news stories, catering to our browsing and skimming tendencies, will often be confined to a small number of words at first. Then you can explore more. Dig deeper. A friend of mine recently called out this online news story. These are the first thirty-nine words you see of that posting:
"Barbara Ann Radnofsky, a Houston lawyer and Democratic candidate for attorney general, says that a 22-word clause in a 2005 constitutional amendment designed to ban gay marriages erroneously endangers the very legal status of all marriages in the state."—HUFFINGTON POST

So while the first thirty-nine aren't the whole story, they sure can lay the foundation for things to come.
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Friday, November 20, 2009

Friday Photo

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National Zoo, Washington DC - L E M U R - I S L A N D
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Bloody good choice, mate

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I'll admit, I'm not a fan and haven't seen or read, Twilight. But in an interview this morning, the star of the ridiculously popular movie revealed that the very day before he went to the audition for this Twilight role, he was going to quit acting. "Because I never got any acting gigs," he said.

Let me repeat, he almost gave up on his dream of acting the very day before landing the leading role in a movie series that's now pulled in nearly 400 million dollars at the box office. And that's just from the first movie.

I love hearing stories of why perseverance is a wise choice.
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Don't yell 'fire' in a crowded brain

T W E N T Y - S I X - L E T T E R S
My grandma once had a great explanation for a recent dilemma I seem to be facing. Those moments when there is entirely too much in our heads. She said that all those thoughts and things were crowding the 'exit' of our brains. When we get overwhelmed, rushed, or panicked to get our thoughts out, or the things on our lists done, it actually feels like nothing gets done. So, like the fire drills from when we were kids, slow down, calm down, and handle one thought, one thing, at a time.

Oh, yeah, and Thanksgiving is one week from tomorrow.
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Friday, November 13, 2009

1st Friday Photo

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1ST FRIDAY PHOTO- Aix-en-Provence, France
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Saturday, November 7, 2009

One year of blogging

November 7th. I've been blogging for a year now. And what a year it's been. I began this blog
a year ago a
midst the energy and excitement surrounding last year’s presidential election. Remember that?
I had decided that if the president-elect of our country could blog, FB, twitter, and so on, that I could at least give it a shot, too.
I love doing this. Last week, I re-posted some of my favorites entries. Thank you for reading over this past year. For your comments, your support, and your encouragement. What a year. Bonjour Y'all!
N O V E M B E R
[ F I R S T - E N T R Y ] WAS a logo for one person. Now a hope for us all...
Moving forward
Perfect timing
What is a ‘breadcrumb’
What happens when you give your dreams a chance?
It’s a sign
What is ‘Plan B?’
Searching. Finding.
Two Months from Today
Giving Thanks


D E C E M B E R

The ‘present’ — a crystal ball from our ‘past’
Which is it?
Here’s my forty...two cents
WILL YOU DRAW A FLOWER?
Velvet Morning
40 days. 40 nights.
Try
Traditions and ‘Try’
One Month from Today
GPS for the Journey
A little peace. A little scare.
On the topic of ‘resolutions’
Two-do lists


J A N U A R Y

Have a good journey!
Finally, New Orleans
Family Tree
‘Google-stumbling’
since november seventh
Final prep for the 20th
Come to the table
Michael Jordan, Y2K, hurricanes, and the 44th
What ARE you doing right now?
“Quilt of YOUR Quotes”
Lincoln Memorial Event
Then and now
Today
Your Inauguration Messages
What a day
One more moment
First ‘Plan B’ of 2009
Flying or falling
Was she serious?


F E B R U A R Y

Well, how was January?
There is only one of you
Paint your piano
Ten Things
Charging a toll for emails?
10yrs ago — my decision to move to France
One song
leçons françaises
Was she serious?
Out of twenty-six letters...


M A R C H

Try this...
Ad-campaign-life-wisdom
Whack on the side of the head
This entry is not for you
Last week of winter
New Chapter. Little Sister.
Beginning. Ending. Waiting. Deciding.
‘Thursday Inspiration’ life wisdom
Learning through repetition


A P R I L

Golden Seams
Question everything
This I Believe
Gaping Void
One Verse First™
Shoot the year
100%
The last thirty seconds
Within
Dawn
Departure
Real
The layers of ‘us’
Our shell
Our lids
Our vision
Our voice + 100

M A Y
A deep spiritual breath
Notre coeur
Boldness
The impact of messages
Making room for life
Coastal sunrise. Soul refueling.
Raise me up
Get a Grip
Gravitational pull
Resting
Fishbowl
Flower hunting

J U N E
Order of importance
Waiting
Breadcrumb about a breadcrumb in a breadcrumb
People need to funnel better
To grow...
Just do it
Faith
Where dreams start
If it’s not yours
This is the 100th ‘what’?

J U L Y
Friday Photo [July 4th]
It’s 11:11 in Paris
Tiniest bit of light in the darkness
Lux in tenebris
New grass. Old lot.
Doubt. Faith.
Which one wins?
God doesn’t throw dice
Creativity. Art.
Heart. Head.
Colorblind
Blue, yellow, and green

A U G U S T
How do you tie-up an email?
Where we find ‘soul’
Eyes wide open
Three wishes
How does that garden grow?
When my work on earth is done
Four years ago
August — a season of ‘soul’

S E P T E M B E R
Wildest Dreams
Nowhere to change
One link in the chain
Friday 'Painting'
How to know we’re growing

Fired up?
Great falls
Aujourd’hui
Words in my home [No. 1]
Words in my home [No. 2]
Words in my home [No. 3]

O C T O B E R
Words in my home [No. 4]
The house(s) that love built
Friday Photo — Recap of the trip
Fall, autumn, et ma tombée
What’s your song?

N O V E M B E R --HIGHLIGHTS OF SOME OF MY FAVORITE BLOG POSTS
Flower hunting
Doubt. Faith.
Have a good journey!
What is a breadcrumb?
1st year of blogging

©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Thursday, November 5, 2009

What is a breadcrumb?

B R E A D C R U M B S
I created this story in 1992, when I lived in Chicago, after 'coincidences' kept piling up in my life. Ones that made me do a double-take. You know, when you think of someone you haven't seen in ages and turn the corner and there they are. Weird. Well, as these piled up, I began to feel that they meant something. Like they were almost directional in life. Then coupled with the feeling that, growing up, I didn't have any really neat, unique, rich, 'stories' and traditions to pass along I realized... well, SOMEONE has to START those stories, those traditions. Why not me?

Inspired by Hansel and Gretel's story of leaving breadcrumbs in the woods so they could find their way home, I began to call these coincidences, "BREADCRUMBS." Or if it's a really big coincidence, we've called them loafs, croutons, even 'factories' if it's a really, really, crazy-big coincidence.

The idea is that your life should have these 'breadcrumbs' scattered throughout your life, it sort of reminds you you're on the right path. If you haven't had a breadcrumb in a while... you might just want to step back and take a look at things. Now I do not propose to have lofty powers or crystal-ball insights, nor would I ever want that. This is merely a story. An idea. But life can be big and crazy, and to gain a sense that there is some rhyme, reason, and order to the often messiness of life through a simple story, why the heck not?

So, how do you 'use' this word? It's a noun. You'd say, as friends of mine now report in to me, "Wendy, I had the biggest breadcrumb today!!" or "That's a breadcrumb."

On a separate note of neat things, of all the numbers on a digital clock, the time of 11:11 always looks impressive to me, like something big should happen then, and it always catches my eye. So as I'm turning off the lights downstairs last night, I happened to glance at the clock and right at that moment, it was... 11:11pm. That was a breadcrumb.

One final thought to leave you with, I'm new at blogging, I LOVE this outlet, and the fact that I happened to choose to explain this story today... November eleventh... yes, that would certainly qualify.
©2008 Wendy Hudgins

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Have a good journey!

T W E N T Y - S I X - L E T T E R S
I should say bonne année for this first day of the new year. And by all means, Happy New Year. But I am more enticed by the way the french say, "have a good day." Bonne journée. Yes. Have a good journey today. After all, this fresh gift of a new year is made up of 365 of them. But as we can only open one of them at a time, enjoy today's gift. Enjoy all the journeys yet to come. And have a wonderful year.
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Doubt. Faith.

T W E N T Y - S I X - L E T T E R S
When we have doubt, it limits our faith.
When we have faith, it limits our doubt.
—WENDY HUDGINS
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Monday, November 2, 2009

Flower hunting

T W E N T Y - S I X - L E T T E R S
I'm a patient person with this request. This isn't the first time I've made it. It won't be the last. And I have received some wonderful flowers since the last blog request (and 12 new ones from recent trips, some on notebook paper) and hope this will encourage you to pull out that ball point pen, that can of spray paint, the macaroni noodles, or the Parisian oil paints, whatever... just looking for your flower.

Everything sounds better in french, so I'll let you look this one up:
le jardin de mes amis.

This idea began at the end of a year living in France when I did a painting exchange with two friends, one now in LA, the other Santa Fe. It later occurred to me the paintings were were both of flowers, and I love flowers. Then I imagined a space filled with these 'flowers'. A 'garden' of them created by people who have inspired me: friends, family, neighbors, colleagues. I have over twenty flowers already. Some are just doodles, others are detailed paintings. I will continue to collect these for years to come, from the folks who come into my life. So, for those of you who have already sent me your flower, merci bien! And for those who have not yet done one...

THIS IS MY CREATIVE REQUEST FOR YOU:
Will you draw, paint, sketch, or collage a FLOWER and send it to me?
Use an index card, post-it note, or large canvas. A crayon, ballpoint pen, or fine paintbrush. W
hatever you feel inclined to use. Just keep it simple. Easy. Un-fussy. Be creative. Or not. Just as long as you created it. Handmade is best, so — no photos or digital, please.
And yes, a circle with a line below it qualifies as a flower.

TWO SIMPLE REQUIREMENTS:
It's a flower.
Y
ou created it by hand.

If you are thinking, that this entry is not for you, "this entry must be for someone else." Nope. It IS for you. I believe that each person that comes into our lives, has an impact on it. And I would love to add your flower to the garden ...yes, you.
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Friday, October 30, 2009

Friday photo

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Grandma and grandaddy


©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Thursday, October 29, 2009

What's your song?

T W E N T Y - S I X - L E T T E R S
Certain words of certain songs can stick with you over time. Even over several years. Lyrics can attach themselves to you. Songs are powerful, revealing, and illuminating. One of them for me, from the very first time I heard it, was from a John Cougar song, "you gotta stand for something or you'll fall for anything." Growing up a child of divorce, having two families was a blessing. But it also presented an immense challenge. Given how extraordinarily different my families were, and are, from each other — you learned to adapt in each. Problem is, if you grow up this way you become better at adapting who you are, than being who you are. Nice thing about life, and us human-types, is that we are under constant evolution. Change is always possible.

And I like sound of that.
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Fall, autumn, et ma tombée

B R E A D C R U M B S
There's a french postcard I have on my refrigerator that says, "je ne cherche pas, je trouve." I don't seek, I find. Then again, some things find us. I wasn't looking, but six months ago today, an amazingly wonderful, sweet, sexy, funny, thoughtful, and patient, patient man stumbled into my heart. With tulips. Upon realizing where my heart is now, this may be one of the most perfect, certainly one of my favorite, breadcrumbs... that it would be in autumn, in the 'fall', that I would finally embrace que je suis tombée amoureuse. He's got me.
©2009 Wendy Hudgins

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Friday Photo — recap of the trip

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Near Hayesville, NC
The contrasts we saw last week on our volunteer rebuilding trip to Hayesville, NC were striking.

Riding through the unbelievably rich Fall colors of the North Carolina mountains — vs. — the poverty of the county we landed in being the worst in the whole country. I believe it was around 27% with a median annual income for a family of four being around $20,000.

The sweet, simple, and gracious hospitality — vs. — three folks being laid off from the very lumber yard we were getting our supplies from. Back here in the city, you can find another job, but out in those rural areas, that's it.

And the most poignant contrast, illustrated by this photo, was the absolute devastation that a family can endure, and be impacted by (suicide of a son, $17K+ in medical bills, a deteriorating home, and local food pantries at capacity) — vs. — still having an infectious joy in their hearts and an unrelenting faith at the core of their being. What an immense inspiration.

Joy, joy. Dripping from your heart and from your soul. Nothin' I can do but sing 'bout joy in my heart... oh, my lord. Pick me up. — FD

I know a lot of us, myself included, have things in our lives that feel challenging and taxing. Our concerns are are valid. Our concerns are also no less or more important than other folks'.

Life is challenging. It may feel even more so in our worlds right now. But when we learn to lean on eachother, reach out to eachother, help eachother, and know that we are not alone in this four-letter word called, "life." When we can tap into a basic human compassion, an acknowledgment of our similarities... that we are not rich or poor, democrat or republican, old or young, this race or that race, educated or not. When we can see eachother as vulnerable, equal, fallable, human beings in need of eachother, filled with compassion for eachother. Only then will WE, like these amazing kids in the mountains of North Carolina, also be able to sustain an infectious joy in OUR hearts and an unrelenting faith at the core of OUR being, that no matter what may come our way in life, we will make it.

Our amazing, inspiring, and fearless leader, Julia a.k.a. "boss", played this on the guitar the last night of our trip... "Perhaps Love."







PHOTOS ©2009 Wendy Hudgins
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