mind of great. tkg.

there is more than just this one question, but i liked this one the most :) .....

How do you heal a broken heart?

Wow. What a question. First and foremost, I guess I should say that I might have a different belief on this than a lot of people. I don’t think hearts break. Ever. They bend, they bruise, they ache and they swell but they don’t break. We have an enormous capacity for two things in this life, and both do very different things to us: Pain, and Love. Unfortunately so often those two things are interconnected and so wrapped and rooted around each other, they become one thing and it’s impossible to separate them. To heal your bruised heart, your aching heart, your bent heart, all I can say is to follow it. It knows better than your mind ever will, and it knows what it needs even when you do not. Time, space, distance, and circumstance are all relative, and must be treated as such. If you want your heart to heal, yield to it.

mom always told me, pick a place you want to live, and go there.

crap.

i have a bit of a problem.

i visited boise id this weekend.

and i sort of fell in love.

its the perfect combo of all things.

not as big as denver.

not as small as helena.

there is culture here.

boots w/dresses. in spring.

funky music.

good beer.

individuality.

quirky shops.

trees.

bike trails.

water.

a downtown.

been here many times. but not like this. boise, you've got me stirrin'.

and the best part is. the cold stone is up for sale :)

its like warm chocolate milk for the soul.

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this is one for the books. to keep with you always. to refer to when you aren't feeling so well, or even when you are. its an example to live by, to hope for, and to chase after. :) and the friend who thought of me when she watched it, only makes me cry a little easier. :) if you were here, i'd snuggle with you :) all of yous.

r.l.mt.

i was just thinkin about this house that i came across in red lodge a while back. absolutely immaculate. not a thing out of place, yet totally lived in. comfortable, classy, awesome. the best part about this corner lot was the fifties something couple kickin' it in chairs in their backyard soakin up the sun and watchin the dog run around. life bliss. in thirty. but still, pretty awesome. :)

bunches of sweet

that was fun

i was dreaming and you made me laugh so hard that i woke myself up.

as soon as i noticed you were gone i made myself fall right back into sleep.

we continued laughing :)

some gooooooood stuff

hey gang! so, i really enjoy rooting up new sites and people's show of their creativity either for inspiration or eye candy, and this lady is most definitely a smile starter...

her pictures are awesome, and the recent renovations she has done with her house are super awesome. I'm digging the dark grey in her bedroom and the black kitchen (!! i know, right?) anyway, wouldn't have found her if it weren't for McGraw and Apartment Therapy. :) Thanks guys! You never know who might catch a glimpse!

nz/england, i love

i love everything british. god bless the internet. although, it doesn't provide me with the oh so joyous feeling of driving on the left hand side of the road. it does however, provide me with the tools to get myself to a place where i can drive on the left hand side of the road once again. :)

sometimes i go to world market and walk around and get lost in it all. ahhhhhhhhh yay for living in the melting pot :) except when its actually a MELTING pot of health care and government hands where they shouldn't be. ugh. anyway :) !

so, check out, if you please:

animal collective, mgmt, mumford and sons, grizzly bear, steinlager, speights, tim tams, lollies, breakfast tea with krispies, hokey pokey ice cream, lady hawke, hype machine, sailing, auckland blues, blacks, royston cartoons, flight of the concords.... annnnnnnnnnnnnd that.

and that.

the cork JUST POPPED.

i don't know if its genetic or if its me, but sometimes I snap. and i don't even realize i'm snapping until i've already snapped. and then its too late. this evening two issues - the one of wanting to go get a happy hour beverage and having no one to get one with, and the other where a guy who you thought was yay fun friend lets play keeps making it awkward with flirty one liners that aren't clever just annoying because i don't like you like that. and i normally would return with a something that put out the flame and allowed the friendship to continue, but its been covered before the whole feelings not mutual, and now its just annoying. WHY can't a girl have a good guy friend?! Why can't I call up a guy who've I hung out with before and ask if he/they want/s to hit up a happy hour without either a)getting ridiculed for "wanting to start so early" (ahem, i thought happy hour was a good idea because it IS early, meaning BED EARLY) or b)it being annoying because he doesn't just say no thanks but tries to make funny flirty jokes about it and ask if i want to join them out later? Okay, that part I'm being insane about. There is no reason why I couldn't perfectly say 'no thank you' but like i said i pop before i know it and i was still caught up on the issue of being made fun of because i wanted to have A (emphasis on the A) drink at 6:00!(???) Like it was a CRIME? I dunno, I thought it was OKAY for people to have a beer and some chips on a sunny friday evening. I actually was under the assumption that was more of a pleasant experience than starting drinking at 9 and staying up till 1 or 2 in the morning. But, apparently its just me. At any rate, I did say no thanks to Asian Nights and that not for me, I just wanted to sit around have some laughs and share a few brews. Which that statement again got me nothing but criticism. What the hell. Either way I feel a bit of a brat, he said I was yelling i think i was just speaking with emotion (after all you're criticizing me because i asked you if you wanted to get wings and a beer. what guy doesn't want to get wings and a beer and watch tv on a sunny day?!) so i think i'll call back and apologize. he is a friend, just now i know not one thats going to go hit up a happy hour with you. siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh.

warning!....

....robin williams' theory on the birth of Golf may just have you laughing harder than you planned on today. EAT. IT. UP!!!!!!

well, what is self worth?

"the amount of love you have for yourself with complete disregard to how anyone else sees you"

-tkg-

who doesn't love a daisy!?

running freaking rocks my socks.

you do it because you want to do it. not running i speak of. its this intangible thing... whiiiiich i wouldn't and don't know how to explain... its like this ever spewing fountain of emotions thoughts and feelings that keep bubbling and brewing and spewing.... and anyway, you do it because you want to do it. because its inside you and you have no other desire, no other choice, no really other way of living except, well, to do it. it just comes out. and then, you start to find people that are of the same cut. and then it gets real fun :) the scary part is, or the difficult part, is to continue letting it come out when doing so before left you broken and a little bit bruised. but, you gotta have faith. and lessons in baby stepping. also what happens, is when its not there, you feel lost. or you start looking. and we all know that looking in that sense, never reveals anything. one must be okay and confident. not worrisome or fretful. i can't say patient OR content. Patience in this sense suggests waiting, and i believe waiting to be too often mistaken and misapplied when its no longer waiting, its just being lazy. get up, get moving! and as far as content goes... there is in my mind, no need to be "content". that word again suggests acceptance, settling. to BE content is a great thing; to tell oneself to BE content, is not.

i thinks thats all. please enjoy some sunshine and lovely tunes in the next five days, and do so with no cell phone, laptop, PDA, Blackberry or motorized vehicle near you. Try it :) its liberating. annnnnnnd AWESOME. of all kinds. you know who else is awesome?

i love the smell of aveeno products. loyal life pledged customer, check.

*happy easter home bunnies* holla.

all sorts of goodness.

exhale from the heart, not from the lungs.

speak from the heart, not from the tongue.

Listening is understanding and finding compassion

Love is the action of soul satisfaction

A tongue can make wishes and also fine kisses

Taste a sweet cake and also cast disses

But nothing compares to the voice from within

Without it we might just be mannequins

Up to no darn good shenanigans

Learn to be skillful movers of the stones

That block the heart and turn humans to clones

Learn to forgive, set free the bones

Touch with your flesh, take off the rubber gloves

Love like your life depends on it because it does

.spearhead. "speaking of tongues"

my someday awesome.

wouldn't mind coming down the stairs to this bedroom. :) it needs a dog though.