life. is short.

jesus loves shopping carts

Cart - The Film from Jesse Rosten on Vimeo.

[forgive me, if you seen this video on here before - this is a Lilies repeat] Well worth it though.. . 

I've shown this to my students every year. 
[made my mom watch it endless times with me, as well]
We use it during Writing Workshop.
It will faithfully stir up deep conversations and comments.


and without fail every year, I tear up.
5:24 the music... .
as the man pulls the cart out of the dirt and grim.
hauling it out of the depths
feverishly cleaning it off
every last bit of darkness clinging to its handlebars
i can't help but envision Jesus here.
He's all I see


rescuing us from our despair.
from the corners of our dusty lives.
from our pain.


and as the cart rolls away after a loving and gentle pat:
the grafitti behind reads 'Is this Really Life?'


.. . smart work, Jesse.

the many me.s

i stumbled upon these photos today. and paused on them for quite some time.
there are so many layers to them.
so much meaning.

i've certainly felt like this young lady before.

versions of myself.

hiding from the real kimberly.
playing it tough til i bled..
... .in the never ending recess of life, where bullies come in all forms.
overwhelmed with emotion until i can't find anything good enough to think of tossing across the room. .. i've never done that...me? No.
never.

can you relate?

Lera on Flickr

::source::

Fill in the blank.

With enough coffee I could _______________________.

or even change it up.. .

With enough ________________  I could____________________.

This could get interesting.

livesey kennels.

it's amazing how a simple song.
a simple four minute combination of notes can send memories flooding back
.. . rushing .. until they overpower you.

even. if it the first time you've heard the song.
it's the strangest thing to me.

sunday 100.7/8

it's been a long time since the last sunday.one hundred.
i have a lot of catch.up to play.
that's ok.
i've been doing it./// / /just not online.
all around in my notebooks/ here and there.

that's where i'll start.

39. my notebooks
post.it pads, bulleted notes
they are everywhere.
and i honestly have started to feel like a writer.
it's funny because. i teach my students about this. and make an effort to refer to them as 'writers' so they can own their work.
own their words.
it seems though, that once i started this blog I can't stop the ideas from flowing out of me_wherever i may be. so i must have some means of recalling these ideas later on. If you remember I even have a method in the shower. ... 

38. the one hundred. by nina garcia.
[do the 'Look Inside']
a christmas present from my sister a few years back.
a book you can read over and over.
_not that you will ever do a front cover to back cover read.
a must buy for any fashionable gal out there.


37. when a blog friend turns into a real life friend. ahhhhhemmm. miss frankie.. .


36. the scene in Sleeping with the enemy with the adorably cute music teacher [0:30]
They're playing dress.up back stage.
Brown.eyed girl playing in the background.
who can forget that movie?
_ haunting.

35. this 3 X 3 inch section of a sketch i did in college.
copy of a famous Klimt piece.
The Kiss.
there's such emotion.. . .passion
.in just the hands.

detail from the Klimt's work:  in Vienna

34. All.TIME favorite song lyric line [1:39] ever.


33. wildflower gardens growing in the front yard.
reminds me of THAT scene when tristan returns in legends of the fall.
heart beating fast.

32. maidenhair ferns.
--- -  for more reasons than can be explained.
ingrid m.  can help.
'you say, that my skin feels like no one else's.
that it's different somehow. .. .  but i don't understand.'


31. old.old.old couples walking while holding hands.


30. target. period.

29. craftsman homes.
i've started a photo file on my flicker link to the right there.


28. cheesy gordita crunch.
although, faithful i have to ask the Taco Bell worker,
"what is the one called that is soft on the outside and crunchy on the inside?"
[they seem to enjoy it when i do that.]
i'll take junk food or quality good, five star [you know what you're doing] cooking.
No faking it.
Lasagna with prego sauce will Not do.
sorry. no in betweens.
it may not make sense to you,
but in my mouth/stomach's world the distinction is perfectly clear.


27. josh ritter _ lark lyrics.
i am assured peace will come to me.


26. an Ice cold corona. a lime is an added bonus.. but not needed. 


25. vintage window panes

one currently hangs in my bedroom 
another adorns my living room wall. 
bought it for a hundred and a half from a flea market in west virginia. 
beautiful turquoise and blue glass, all intact church windowpane. almost four feet wide across.

24. abagail, my girl. 
sometimes when i come to my parents' house i still expect to see her scurrying to the door. 
this was snapped a few years back when she lived with me for a bit. fresh outta the bath. 

23. the sound of a rocking chair. or is it the sensation of being IN a rocking chair?... 
may just be both. 
the repetition. 
back and forth 
back and forth. 


22. quotes. 
i'm a sucker for a good quote....  a "Quotable Quote". 
thinkexist.com is a smart place to hunt these down. 

“What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.”   Helen Keller

After buying, these books [volume 2 and 5] at Michael's, I onced teased my sister about 
only talking in these catch phrases.  
She was entertained for about_ three minutes. 


21.  a surprise!.. . just because i care about you. gift.
these come far and few between. 
I've received a couple recently and they just about made my month! 
Don't they just make you feel like a million bucks?  i think it's time to send out a few _ or drop some off on doorsteps soon.

20. my mom's Annoying phone calls. 
i pretend like i hate them. 
but when i sit down and think about it..
i kinda love them.. cause i know she loves me more than anything else.
ever.

too small for nothing!

years ago when i taught second grade, i painted this phrase on a giant piece of roll.out paper and posted it in the classroom. i was thinking about it on friday, as i sat with my fourth graders on the reading rug and how i wanted to recreate it again this year... i couldn't quite remember the exact phrase, though. Then last night _  not by a coincidence, ... i'm done believing in those things. i stumbled upon this without even searching for it... it FOUND me!.. time to whip out the paintbrushes on MOnday.

one of my favorite scenes:

YouTube it here.