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The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts.

The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts.

Self-help has not changed much since 160 C.E. when Marcus Aurelius was journaling. His published Meditations are a twelve-volume collection of self-help books that are in the public domain, free to anyone to download for their fill of his “Think Yourself” [insert desired quality here] philosophy.

You probably think I am kidding. I am not. Here’s a bit of the self-help advice from good old Marky A.

  • Yes, you can—if you do everything as if it were the last thing you were doing in your life.
  • You don’t love yourself enough. Or you’d love your nature too, and what it demands of you.
  • Nothing happens to anyone that he can’t endure. (Absolute baloney)
  • Waste no more time arguing what a good man should be. Be one.

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Every lake belongs to the quietness desired by the swans

“Every lake belongs to the quietness desired by the swans.”

“Every lake belongs to the quietness desired by the swans.” Mania Khan must know swans, they do love the quiet, the lee side of an island lake, where the wind does not ruffle the water. I thought of that quote when I saw the {anc.} swans at The Arcade and decided to rez them on a quiet eddy of water with some flowers (also from anc) and trees from HPMD.
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Just the hair, please.

“Every lake belongs to the quietness desired by the swans.”

Lelutka released some new hair styles. I fell in love with them all, but chose this one to wear first. When I was playing around with photo effects in Pixlr, I loved how this shows the real care and excellence of the hair texturing in a way a color photo does not. So, this is just a short post of just the hair.

p.s. I know some yahoo thinks using Pixlr is unworthy and attacked another blogger for using it in SL Secrets. All I can say is have you used Pixlr? It’s fun. It’s easy. And if you want to make a secret about it, have at it. I use it. No shame here.

  • Hair: .LeLutka.A-NV-0003
  • Appliers: .LeLutka.A-NV-0003 Hair Base
  • Mesh Attachments: .LeLutka.Mesh Head-STELLA v1.6
    Maitreya Mesh Body – Lara V3.
  • Jewelry: (Kunglers) Iris earring – Candy
  • Poses: aDorkable

Lovely Lace from Baiastice

One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.

I am loving the new jumpsuit from Baiastice for Collabor88. It comes in two versions for each of the twelve colors it comes in, with a plain, solid bodice or with a lace bodice. I chose the lace bodice because I was feeling frisky.

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Life Is Uncertain, Eat Dessert First

Life is uncertain, eat dessert first.

The veggie tray, apple pie, salt and pepper shakers and waffle iron can all be found at The Arcade.

The uncertainties of life are manifest every day. Some uncertainties are harder than others. My sister has Stage IV lung cancer. But her future is still uncertain, it’s quite possible the chemo will kill her long before the cancer can. She’s been in the hospital for two weeks now as a mold has developed in her lungs, thanks to chemo bringing her white blood cell count down to zero. On Thursday, I learned she has developed VRE, a anti-biotic resistant bacteria similar but much more rare than MRSA, the OMG of countless House episodes. Of course, because when you are going to ER three times a day for 90 minute infusions of antibiotics, you develop anti-biotic resistant bacteria. I think it is time for her to eat a lot of dessert. Ice cream, apple pie, chocolate cake, brownies and coffee nips. Go for it!
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a tangle of mysterious prejudices

It is here in my heart and mind and memories

Baiastice Turban at Hair Fair Bandana Booth

The writer Shana Alexander wrote,”Hair brings one’s self-image into focus; it is vanity’s proving ground. Hair is terribly personal, a tangle of mysterious prejudices.” This was brought home to me when visiting my sister who has lost her hair to chemotherapy. Most of the time, she wore a jaunty cap on her head, but she also had a couple wigs. One for each time she got cancer. Get cancer, win a prize! She would dither over what to wear, trying on hats, scarves and her two wigs, turning her head this way and that. It was terribly important because it, more than anything else, allows her to feel normal, to go out into the world without confronting the avid concern of the people she encounters. She does not want her cancer to be prayed over or a topic of conversation. She knows what will be will be and she’s doing her damnedest to struggle to live well while she is living.

It is here in my heart and mind and memories

Kunglers Milena Earrings and El Dorado Necklace.

Imagine for a moment, how much more important that must be for a child. To not have to deal with questions or pity. Pity is hard to take. It is corrosive and erodes your sense of self, your agency, your power. Does anyone really, deep in their hearts, want pity? Compassion, understanding, empathy? Yes, a thousand times, but pity? Never.

Children feel the same emotions that adults do, but they don’t necessarily have the tools to protect themselves from intrusive curiosity or well-meaning but painful pity, or even worse, the mockery of unkind and unthinking children. For them, a wig can be a shield from pain, the armor of confidence. That is why Hair Fair is so important – raising funds to buy wigs for children suffering for whatever kind of hair loss, whether from alopecia or from chemotherapy.

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Yes, Joy, a yellow dress is more than a yellow dress.

In the world of safe hues, like black, red and white, yellow shouts: "Look at me. I'm happy!"

My mother always told me to dress up when I felt tired, to dress happy when I was sad, and to recognize that sometimes clothing is more than something to safeguard modesty, provide warmth and protection from the elements, solicit attention, or display personal style and taste. Sometimes it is also a therapeutic carapace, a shell that hides our weaknesses and counters our grief and sorrow with defiant counterpoint.

Joy Sewing of the Houston Chronicle wrote a fun article called Why a yellow dress is more than a yellow dress. Could anyone who is feeling low find a more perfect carapace to project power, strength and joy than this bold, yet minimalist, sheath from Thalia Heckroth™?

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Every sunset brings the promise of a new dawn

Every sunset brings the promise of a new dawn.

Ralph Waldo Emerson reminds us not to look at sunset as the end, but as a promise of a new beginning. It seemed somewhat appropriate for this post featuring several items from the June showcase at Collabor88. Tomorrow is the final day. Collabor88’s sun sets at midnight, but brings the promise of a new dawn at midnight on the 8th when the July Showcase opens with its brand new theme, Treasured Memories. I so love that Collabor88 avoids the cliche themes and color schemes that tend to surround holidays.

June’s theme was crisp and clean and that’s how I feel in this lovely set from Zaara. The coverup comes in sheer and opaque options and fits perfectly over the swimsuit. There’s a HUD to specify the suit color and whether the trim is silver or gold
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Home Again

Home Again

I am back after traveling to Minnesota to visit my family. It was wonderful to see my sisters and my brother, my nieces, nephews, greats and great grands. Thirty three showed up last Saturday to visit despite 70% chance of rain. It rained. A lot. But we stood under trees and stayed dry, though the table of food looked quite forlorn. Fortunately, my clothing was drip dry, as is this delightful short and sassy dress from Hucci for Collabor88.

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Gidge + Me = Radarpar

Radarpar (Norwegian) (n.): Two people that work very well together.

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So I am still enjoying that list of untranslatable words. This one seemed so perfect for Gidge and me, though then I decided to Google Translate it and discovered it was Swedish, not Norwegian.  However, the full meaning was even more appropriate, two people whose work together make them more well-known than their separate identities, a dynamic duo if you will. Like BeBop and Rocksteady or Hans Solo and Chewbacca. Speaking of which…
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