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Chicago reflections…

michellelk — Sat, 13 Jul 2013 04:48:50 +0000

OUR perspective of perfection…us, big city, high fashion…intertwined.

Good night… Sweet dreams XO

I am 2, I have 2 shoes…

michellelk — Sun, 07 Jul 2013 05:55:31 +0000

I am standing in line waiting to buy popcorn at the movies today. When something sparkly catches my eye. It was a small child dancing and twirling as she and het mother waited their turn in line.

As I am often known to do, I struck up a conversation with the mother about her daughters sparkly shoes. “Can you believe she is only two, picks out her own clothes and regularly goes to school in her pajamas and party shoes!” Wait a minute… I instantly fall in love with this child a kindred spirit to the fashion style “comfy-sparkle-glam.” After asking the mother if I could take a photo the wee one began to dance in circles, and jumping up and down. I am confident she was expressing, “I love shoes!!” Oh wait… Maybe those were my inner thoughts shouting in my head!

Shoes NEVER make you look old, too young, fat or tired!

As I watch this delighted child twirling in her floral printed dress, I can’t help buy wonder, at two, she is already doing “her thang,” who will she be at 22 ? And, what shoes will she be wearing?

Good night…Sweet dreams XO

A proclivity for PASSION…

michellelk — Fri, 28 Jun 2013 21:27:29 +0000

I am not one for New Years resolutions. What I have done in the last few years is create a “Possibility” for the year…a statement, word or phrase to live into. Thus far…quite successful.

2013; Unbridled and infinite PASSION, Adventure, Courage and Love

I use my “old fashion” paper calendar as a way to keep appointments, yet more and more as a journal of daily activities, important accomplishments, a lost tooth, the prom, volleyball games etc…

The action I took on January 1, 2013,unique to 2013, was to write at the top of each calendar month a word from my “possibility,” as a reminder to “BE” the word, not simply “act” or “do” the meaning of the word. June was the month of PASSION…

PASSION is a word that can be interpreted in SO MANY WAYS what I heard this month;
“If you are passionate about something, it is the source of endless energy.”
“Do what you are passionate about, and the money will follow.”
“You have so many passions.”

Intense sexual love, a strong and barely controllable emotion, intense desire or enthusiasm for something, a crime of PASSION, “The Passion” the suffering and death of Jesus…
Ah, both an adjective and noun!

As an etymology geek…the words “suffering and anger,” are related to the root of PASSION…Hum, curious…

As the month of June comes to a close, I have held the word “Passion” in my mind daily…
searching ~ looking ~ discovering ~ experiencing ~ listening to(stories about passion) ~ listening for PASSION(when someone tells their story what is the underlying story)~being ~ watching PASSION come to the surface of one’s face when they speak about what moves them ~ what makes them sad and what makes them happy…to see in others by what their face tells me, their meaning of PASSION…Is undeniably inspiring.

JUNE IN REVIEW: I am passionate about speaking for those who can not speak, so attending my daughter’s first rally on 1/14/2013, a V-Day event…is an image that represents, “PASSION.” Meeting the Israeli artist, Maya Gelfman and being in the presence of her PASSION by listening to her story(From the Heart), traveling 6,000+ miles to my other home, my heart and PASSION…are a few examples of how I interpret PASSION.

For me, the root of PASSION is connection, connection to people, which often requires endless courage.

Please visit Maya and her work: www.mayagelfman.com

I simply have a proclivity for PASSION! July…is ADVENTURE!

Good night…Sweet dreams XO

Sundays that make a difference

michellelk — Fri, 21 Jun 2013 04:49:44 +0000

6/9/2013…coffee was made for me with expertise…time stopped…I held my breath…I heard my own heart pounding…blissfully peaceful.

6/16/2013… 2 generations collide…dancing and singing… A first…time is racing…I couldn’t hear anything…blissfully thunderous.

Two very different Sundays, both priceless. Both leaving me wanting, just one more minute.

Good night… Sweet dreams… XO

End of the day

michellelk — Wed, 08 May 2013 03:23:57 +0000

“Can I sing to you mom?” “Sure,” I replied. Following the setting sun, listening to her belt out her favorite song… The soundtrack of my life. Good night East, good night West, good night North, good night South, good night sun slipping away.

Good night…Sweet dreams XO