One year journey

Art Works for Change

As a whole humanity has come so far with most social issues. Most are free to walk where they want when they want to. They are free to vote and own land and earn more than their husbands in the workforce. That being said we still have such a long journey ahead. There is this charity that I love called Art Works for Change they  produce contemporary art exhibitions to address social and environmental issues such as social justice, human rights, gender equity, and environmental sustainability. It uses the transformative power of art as a vehicle to promote dialogue and awareness; inspire action and thought; and address systems for social change. There are different organizations to support all with a different cause. You can tour the exhibits online and learn how to help. Right now you can view one exhibition called OFF THE BEATEN PATH: violence,woman and art. The whole site is absolutely gorgeous and has so much life changing information. I hope you take the time to look for yourself. 

June 23, 2011 Posted by | Uncategorized | 1 Comment

Everyone has super powers

Almost every morning I go to my favorite local coffee shop to relax. I drink my chilled coffee and read my newspaper, the old-fashioned print newspaper. If your younger than 25 I doubt you even know what a newspaper is, internet news gotta love it!  Oh well back to my story, I’m sitting there enjoying my time alone when I hear sniffling behind me. I glance back to see a woman in her 40’s with her head tilted wiping her eyes. I felt sorry for her but did nothing, I mean what am I suppose to do. I do not know her or the situation. So I go back to my reading only to be interrupted by louder sobbing this time she caught my attention as well as a few others. I did not know if it would be welcome or not but I crossed the boundaries and put my hand on her shoulder and asked if she were ok. She apologized at least 10 times for interrupting all of us. (At this time there were about five people watching us. I asked if there is anything I can do or do I need to call anyone. She then went on and told me how she has no job and she is at the end of her rope she just doesn’t know what to do. How she has not talked to her family in years because of her controlling husband and if only she had enough money to get to Arkansas where her family lives. I asked her again if there is anyone I can call. She started crying harder and said she has nobody. I was so sad for her, I asked her “how much will it take to get to Arkansas?” She said 200 should do it but all she has to her name is 20. So I pulled out my wallet and all I had was 75. I gave her that but then the man beside me came up to the table and put down twenty. Another couple came up and gave 40. And another, she ended up with 220 dollars. She gave everyone a hug and was ecstatic she started crying more. All she could say was thank you, thank you all. God bless you all. I felt like I really done good I felt so satisfied inside. I think all of us did we all had these warm smiles on our face as we watched her leave. One lady said to me I am so glad she found a way to get home. I hope she makes it all the way said another. We watched her cross the parking lot and I still had that warm felling. We all were watching as we saw her get into her brand new LEXUS and drive away. I’m not saying she didn’t need help it’s just a little more sour than sweet as I got into my 10-year-old Saturn and went home. 🙂


June 22, 2011 Posted by | Uncategorized | | Leave a comment

I’ll show you mine if you show me yours

Crazy? What a word! I can’t even remember all the times I have been called crazy in my life. I see myself as the cute, crazy, quirky kind of nuts. I guess it helps me cope with my craziness!! What kind of crazy are you? I stumbled across a website that helps you define your kind of crazy.   This isn’t one of those kid ones that you post on Facebook. I think it’s pretty accurate, but hey what do I know, I’m loony!   I might as well share what the quizzes say about me.  I’m a narcissist…. What?? No way!!!  I have said it before and I will say it again, I have two e-mails, twitter, blog, MySpace, Facebook and others I just can’t think of right now. I have all these accounts to simply tell people “I’m so bored” or “today’s laundry day…ugggh” These are my two latest posts. So, the narcissist thing is a no brainer.  (At the end of this post I have the true story of Narcissus; it’s very interesting just off the point).  I have no other disorder that truly stands out. I’m a little borderline but not very bad and I have a little anxiety disorder but that’s not all that fun to talk about. So, enjoy the quizzes and I hope it leads you to better mental health or at least a laugh. 😉   *** By the way, I think America uses the word narcissist way too much!!!***

Story of Narcissus

Once upon a time, there was a boy called Narcissus. He was the son of a god and he was very, very handsome. Many women fell in love with him, but he turned them away. One of the women who loved Narcissus was a nymph called Echo. Echo could not speak properly – she could only repeat what was said to her, so she couldn’t tell Narcissus that she loved him. One day, when Narcissus was walking in the woods with some friends, he became separated from them. He called out “Is anyone here?” Echo replied “Here, Here”. Echo stepped forward with open arms, wanting to cuddle him. But Narcissus refused to accept Echo’s love. Echo was so upset that she left and hid in a cave, until nothing was left of her, except her voice. The Maiden, a goddess, found out about this, and she was very angry. She made Narcissus fall in love with himself. When Narcissus looked
at his reflection in a pond one day, he looked at his reflection and said I love and Echo replied I love you but Narcissus honestly thought his reflection said I love you. He stayed on that spot forever, until he died.

Story of Echo

Hera, the Queen of Mt. Olympus, cast a spell over her servant Echo for talking too much. As a punishment, Echo could only repeat what someone else said. Once Narcissus was dead she pinned for him aimlessly wandering around looking for her love. All that was left of her was her voice that can still be heard today in certain hollow places, senselessly repeating the words of others.


June 9, 2011 Posted by | Still life, Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Have you ever danced in paint?

I am on cloud 9 right now. I am starting to feel like myself again. I am continuing to lose weight, my job is going great, I am back in school.

It’s sad how I let life beat me up so much that I slowly stopped dreaming about my future. I stopped pushing myself to be better and thought happiness was only in fairy tales. I use to paint and write. I loved to paint, I remembered I would run out of canvases and paint on anything that was around. I also remember how much I really did love to write. I would start creating these wonderful stories and watch them come to life right in front of me. It is sad I let my passions fade away. It’s also crazy that a little blog about my journey would start awakening my true inner person. I wake up and go to sleep with inspiration on my mind. Sorry I have been writing less but I have been so busy trying to catch up to my brain! I will start posting a lot more once I get caught up. Thanks for listening, love always, Crystal

June 8, 2011 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

I have decided



I was in school to be a teacher and It is all I have ever wanted to do. I never should have allowed myself not to go back. I decided to finish and probably teach abroad. Maybe some missionary work in Peru, It’s something I have always wanted to do. Maybe teaching english in another country.. Who knows, I’m inspired.

June 7, 2011 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

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June 6, 2011 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Birds fly over the rainbow. Why then, oh why can’t I?

I’m 30 years old and have finally decided to finish my last year of school. It’s about time, right? There is only one problem; I no longer want to teach in education. To be a teacher is something, well, really the only thing I have ever wanted to do since I was 8 yrs. old. For some reason the thought of having all of those little kid’s future in my hand was starting to make me so nervous.So, I sat down and thought of what I really wanted to do for the rest of my life; since teaching wasn’t going to be my forte anymore. I could be a child psychologist, I love psychology and I really do want to work with children. I could be a social worker. Even, a writer I have always loved to write and I’m narcissistic 😉 enough to pull off a blog so why not. But I started shooting these ideas down as soon as they came into my head. “Psychology is too hard, who in their right mind would ask for your help” A social worker? Seriously? You couldn’t last. “You’re a mess up that’s scared to finish anything in life and you want to write for a living”?
Then something hit me, why am I so negative when it comes to me? I tell my sister, friends, kids I teach in Sunday school, kids in my daycare anyone in my life that they can be anything they want to be. If They can be anything they want to be, then why can’t I?
When I was a child I wanted to be a country music singer. I wanted to tour the world in cowboy boots and have everyone fall in love with me. It’s the first dream I actually remember having. I was sitting in the living room watching star search (yes, star search…Goggle it) Anyways, this guy came on and he was singing one of my favorite Garth Brooks songs and I started singing quietly with him then I announced to my family in the room that I wanted to be a country singer. “A singer” my dad said with a disgusted look? “What makes you think you’re good enough to be a singer”? Then he made me stand in up in the middle of the room and sing. He critiqued every note and how I looked. Telling me that I didn’t have the voice or the looks that anyone wanted to pay to see. He downed me on everything I ever wanted to do or everything I ever tried to do. He made me feel stupid and it hindered me from doing everything I ever really wanted to do in life. As you can tell in my other blog’s I’m big on not blaming other people for your short comings. That applies for this story also; I gave him the power to tear me down. Only you can allow yourself to become fragile and insecure.
My point of this story is a simple one. Cherish the ones in your life; especially if they are children. I don’t care if your child looks like the hunch back of Notre Dame, if they want to be a super model it’s your job to get Tyra Banks on the phone. That’s the point, it’s a dream it molds who they will become. No man should ever take that away from someone. Never abuse your power.

June 3, 2011 Posted by | Still life, Uncategorized | | 3 Comments

You are what you eat.

You are what you eat, I eat comfort food. So, It’s more I want to feel what I eat. Comfort.   As I have said in a previous blog in order to lose weight I need to find out why I gained it. The why factor is something I am truly seeking help for and will work out eventually. For the moment I’m working on how part. How do I control my over eating. I am an emotional eater, I eat when I am sad, lonely, worried really anything with negative emotions. How do I stop? I am applying a drug addiction technique to my over eating. I am replacing the binge eating with another “addiction”.  I have two things to replace my eating. One is this blog and it is working very well. The second is I make hand-made necklaces and rosaries. The jewelry I make isn’t something for everyone. I make every single loop by hand. One necklace takes about 40 hours to make. Replacing food with hobbies still sucks. I think of what I want to snack on as I am blogging. It’s all about will power which is one thing I do not have but seem to be getting better at it. I want to thank anyone who reads this blog and does not judge me or think I am weak. For those of you that do judge I hope you continue to read my blog because you need to take your own journey.  I love you all, Crystal

June 2, 2011 Posted by | Uncategorized | 2 Comments

What makes you happy? Chose one,two or all of them.

What makes you happy? What makes me happy? Well that’s easy enough to answer, right? I ran across an article that talks about what science says will make you happy. I found it interesting and actually tried all 10 simple little things. I encourage you to do the same, I mean it couldn’t hurt. If your grumpier at the end of this experiment then I owe you a coke.

1. Savor every moment.   Ok, this is a given, you always hear something along these lines but really try it. My sister came over today and instead of half way paying attention to her rants I really opened myself up to her and expressed real emotions. I really (savored) our visit and was happier at the end of the visit. However, I hope she doesn’t expect this much devotion every time she visits.

2. Avoid comparisons. This one I am not going to complete until tonight, I watch America’s Next Top Model and every time I compare how gorgeous they are and how blobby I am. (Yes, blobby is a word.) I’m not going to do that tonight and If I can’t help it I’m going to stop watching the show all together.

3. Put money low on the list. One of today’s chores was go shopping for summer items. I needed summer shirts,shorts and sandles. I thought I would try this one. I went to a thrift shop, instead of the high-end plus size shops I usually go to.  I did have to search more than usual I found some really good deals and spent a total of 25 dollars. Oh Yeah!! Money in my pocket!!!!

4. Have meaningful goals. I believe this blog is a great goal after all it is my one year goal of true happiness.

5.Take initiative at work. Ok, for one I’m off today and two I always take initiative so I’m skipping this one. And by the way work never makes me happy. I can’t wait till im done with school so I can start teaching. That is if our country havent done away with teachers all together.

6. Make friends, treasure family. I have plenty of friends and family for that matter. But I chose one from each group to send flowers, they will not receive them until tomorrow but it will be a nice surprise. I sent my mother yellow roses… her favorite and an old but loved friend a bouquet of mixed carnations. (I used my left over summer clothes money)

7. Smile even if it sucks. I walked by the restroom and saw how I looked in my new shorts and it really bummed me out. Then I read this article and put it to good use. I went to my full body mirror in my room stood there and smiled at myself for a few minutes. The longer I looked at myself the more I realized how pretty I really am and even though I am not 100% where I want to be right now I should love me no matter what. (This is my favorite one so far) fake it until you feel it.

8. Say thank you and mean it. I always say thank you but I made it a point to really let people know how much I appreciate them and what they do for me. This one is a work in progress, I will continue to do it because it’s just a nice thing to do.

9.Exercise. If you read my blog this morning then you know that is exactly what I done. I felt better after it and I seem more alert today. I think I got the blood flowing and the brain working. 🙂

10. Give it away. This one is easy for me, I am not materialistic at all. However, instead of giving away things I didn’t want I gave away things others could use that I still wanted. It was like I cleaned my house and my soul. Very nice. I’m really at peace right now.   snap.snap.

All in all this was a great experiment. One I will start to use in my every day life or at least once every couple of months. Hope y’all experience as much bliss as I did. Later, loves.


June 1, 2011 Posted by | Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Sleep oh how I knew you…would be the death of me

I hate sleeping, I average 4 hours a night. There is something about sleeping that erks me. Why am I talking about sleep, you ask? Because I have been reading all these diet articles about the two most important things to a diet are SLEEP and Breakfast. Don’t even get me started on breakfast… how can anyone eat breakfast food. If I do eat breakfast it’s usually leftovers from the night before. As far as diets go I guess I’m in bad shape. I’m going to do something that’s going to kill me but starting tonight I am going to get my 8 hours and start eating a real breakfast every day. I did try oatmeal this morning and it was like forcing a rabid dog to balance a plate on its head.   (A few people got bit and there was shattered glass everywhere)

On a related note I walked 30 minutes this morning. I should have got my heart rate going a little more but did not want to push it. I’m going to walk 30 minutes every day for two weeks then bump it up to 45min. and on and on. My goal is to actually be able to jog, or skip.

June 1, 2011 Posted by | Uncategorized | 5 Comments

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