What is your vision?

Your vision will only become clear when you look into your heart. Who looks outside....dreams. Who looks inside....awakens. Carl Jung

Quaere Faerie

Do you have a lot of questions? I know I do. I think Quaere Faerie has been around with her magic dot, stirring up curiousities and wonderments. Here's a place to post a question or a comment to a question. But don't be surprised if questions lead to more questions.


To Blog or not to Blog, that is the question. I want to write, at least I think about writing all the time. The blog is one of those spaces that allows me to be published without really being published. It allows me to be known without really being known. Is this what I like about it or what I don't like about it? I start to blog, then I stop blogging. I design my blog, then I redesign my blog. I go back and look at my blog, then I don't look at it for months. Why would someone torment themselves over blogging? 

About Us

About Us

This blog is devoted to my family and friends, to the journey of life, to writing to and for each other. It is a place of encouragement and fun, celebrating all the good things that surround us. Thankful to God for all of His gifts I want to share thoughts, ideas, my heart and maybe even recipes. So, stop by, say hello, leave a comment. Life is a gift. Open it!

I've been married for 37 years to a wonderful man. I have two sons and three daughters two son-in-laws and three grand-daughters. And a grandson on the way. We are retired from 25 years in restaurant business. I believe the best is yet to come.

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Jenny Rough has a great post today. Stop by. www.jennyrough.com click on roughlyspeaking.

Begin Today! No matter how feeble the light. Let it shine as best it may.The world may need just the quality of light you have.~Shaker Saying

Art by James C. Christensen

The Writing Journey Continues

On Sunday I attended the Writer's Faire through UCLA Extension. It was so inspiring. Just being with other writer's, hearing their stories, buying a really cool t-shirt, was exhilarating. That very afternoon, when I got home, things began to fall apart. Stuff inside of me started coming to the surface. Self-doubt like a huge rock breaking off from the side of a mountain, toppled down onto my soul. It has taken me all week to regain my balance, but I think I'm finally able to get up, bruised and bleeding, but standing. The companion of self-doubt, I realized, is comparison. While the rocks of self-doubt immobilized me, comparison was the hard ground I fell on. So many suave, funny, intelligent writer's on panels with microphones, published. I, a writer undercover, posing as an audience, one of many hearts filled with hopes and dreams, looking from the outside to a place I want to be, wanting to articulate well what my heart has to say.

On any journey there needs to be preparation and planning. On the writing journey this equates to going to Writer's Faires, taking classes and sitting down to write everyday, believing in the destination I need to travel to however unknown or perilous. There is a way to get there.

One thing is needed: Courage. Writing is a battle. I will choose my companions carefully.