Choice, consciousness, finding light in the natural. Asking, what is the most natural thing. Handwriting is natural, writing with a keyboard is not. I have become accustomed to it. Until the last few years, I have written with pen and paper. Ask yourself what the most natural thing is .. allow it to be part … Continue reading
I read a quote online, today, and this was it: To the people who love you, you are beautiful already. This is not because they’re blind to your shortcomings but because they so clearly see your soul. Your shortcomings then dim by comparison. The people who care about you are willing to let you be … Continue reading
I dated someone named Garrett who grasped the concept, early in life, there will always be someone better looking. That was surprisingly mature to me, early in life. And it is so true. We have an inner wisdom that is accessible to us. We have a light within us, if we choose to follow. What … Continue reading
Hello, and welcome! I am happy to say that Character of Texas Portrait Company is finally on Facebook. Finally, interesting word. Conveys that what is being written of should have happened sometime before. But, is that appropriate? Is that then the right word? Everything happens in its own time. Human suffering, … finally.. I would say … Continue reading
There is something about black and white. There is something about portraiture. There is something about some things that totally gets the mark. Sometimes, something stands out to us that totally reaches beyond the rest of what we are experiencing. I like that, I like that feeling. It’s perfection but it’s not. It fits, genuine … Continue reading
Anyone looking for some interesting reading could search my backlogs for The Art of Real Estate Math. I have been told that only I could make real estate math interesting. I’ll take that. I love a compliment with a good sense of humor. Real estate math aside and embracing real estate, in general, I will … Continue reading
One time, I was at a black sand beach in California. It was waaay in the northern part. It was north of Eureka, north of Trinidad, south of Crescent City. Crescent City was foggy and cold, that day. The perfect day to be at the beach. Anytime works for me, I’m a beach girl. And … Continue reading
It is morning and not yet light. The world around me is quiet. My hair is wet from the shower, my daughter Sarah is downstairs on the treadmill … running. Waking in the morning, I have found to be quite a pleasure this year. The quiet before the sun rolls over the horizon is a … Continue reading
Thank you. Thank you for being here. You make a difference in my life. By being here, by listening . .. commenting, liking, seeing. It is morning and I am awake early. The fall back from daylight savings has it pleasantly light in the mornings and it has been many years since I have enjoyed … Continue reading
Early to bed and early to rise, that’s what my grandfather taught me. One of them. I have two grandfathers that taught me much about life. One was a brewmaster, one was a carpenter. It’s the brewmaster that taught me early to bed and early to rise. His name is Emile and, when he visited … Continue reading
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