Wednesday, November 30, 2005

I always wondered...

According to my good friend, Gurudeva Sivaya Subramuniyaswami, Hindu women wear the dot on the forehead for these three reasons:

Answer #1: The dot in the middle of the forehead of the Hindu woman is a beauty mark not unlike the beauty marks European and early American women used to wear on the cheek.

Answer #2: In the old days, Hindu men and women wore these marks, and they both also wore earrings. The dot has a mystical meaning, for it represents the Third Eye or spiritual sight which Hindus seek to awaken through yoga. Today, only the most traditional men observe this, but women continue to follow these traditions.

Answer #3: There are many marks other than the dot that we Hindus use. Each mark represents a different sect or denomination of our vast religion. We have four major sects, Saivism, Vaishnavism, Saktism and Smartaism. By these marks we know what a person believes, and therefore know how to begin conversations.

(information provided by Christy Lawsonarubskinskuvacnylocke)

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Klingon Bible

I learned today that the Bible has been translated into Klingon. (Isn't that the language of Worf in Star Trek?) I can't even imagine....

Thursday, November 17, 2005


Wow. Something I've wanted all my life has in a split second changed. I believe it's God who is changing my heart; which gives it validity, and not just some random mood change of my own, which I'm prone to. My whole life I've been excited about being a mother, specifically a mother of 5 boys. Something about brown haired, brown eyed, snuggly, squeaky voiced, but tough, dirty knee'd, tumbling, wondering, non-over-emotional [is that a word?] little boys is just the best. And 5 of them. 5 is just a good, rounded number. Sometimes I would say I want maybe 1 girl, but no more. And not because I really wanted one, but just because I didn't want to set my self up for dissapointment if I did find out I was having a girl someday.

But this morning I was reading this book called Captivating, by John & Staci Eldridge... and they were telling a story about a little girls 6th birthday. She woke up on her special day to singing and candles and love for her everywhere. She was loved by her mother and father, so special to them. The way they described it wasn't eloquently worded, but just a simple story... one I would normally pass over. But reading that put a fire in my heart... I want daughters... sensitive, creative, vocal, laughing, brown eyed, suprising, lovely daughters. And my husband and I will love them fiercely, and they will know who they are.

More thoughts to come...

Monday, November 14, 2005

Jen, working her wonders.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Elma, WA

Heather and I like to make friends with random hillbillies. His name is Skip. Ever seen the movie "Deliverance"??

Dancing machine

My sister and I like to boogy.

Notice my clenched jaw

I'm learning how to post pictures on my blog, so be patient with me as I go buck wild...

I found a bunch of pictures from my friend Shannon's wedding in July. This picture here are the bridesmaids in a shoulder shaking, jaw clenching, snorting, dont-make-eye-contact-with-the-bride laughing fit. It felt like the whole world stopped when the guy singing the 70's song ended, and got only a short 2 clap applause. We fully lost it.

In Celebration of Jami Cooper!!!

November is a great month. This month I'd like to hail Jami Lynn Rose Cooper for being such a fantastic lady. She is quite unique, very adventurous, stunning to the eyes, and comforting to the soul. So if you know Jami, let's all tell her how much we appreciate her life. (photo compliments of the lovely Jen Staab)

Tuesday, November 01, 2005


A few weeks ago, Jill and I went to Roche Harbor and enjoyed doing nothing. We stopped by an old chapel that was a few hundred years old. We lit a prayer candle and sang some old hymns. This place has great acoustics.

I guess you could say I've been shopping around for a blog home. I started with MSN Spaces - too much, it made me feel messy - then I tried - too many ads, and scandalous too. So here I am, pretty happy with the non-messy-adlessness of the whole thing. It's kind of exciting, actually. I get that same feeling like when I buy a new pad of paper and a new soft lead pencil. And at that, I welcome myself to the new world of blogspot. Posted by Picasa