Thursday, December 8, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Friday, November 18, 2011
I saw God today in a paperclip.
No, I am not crazy, well, my kids might think I am, but I’m not, really. I do have this crazy-wonderful thing going on right now with paperclips.
It started in the summer. On my daily walks, I began to notice paperclips on the ground. I’d pick one up, put it in my pocket and continue on my way. After a few weeks, I reached into my jean pocket and was amazed that it was loaded with paperclips.
Suddenly, I was finding them all over the place—on the blacktop when I stepped out of my car, on dirt paths going to the beach, by my feet at conference in Las Vegas (where literally thousands of people had walked right over it).
What was going on?
My son finally asked me to stop gasping and pointing at paperclips on the ground every time we went anywhere because it was really freaking him out.
I told my friend, Cyndi, about this phenomenon and she said, “Usually when the universe is throwing things at you like that it means you are supposed to pay attention.”
It had my attention. But what did it MEAN?
“What does a paperclip signify to YOU?” Cyndi asked.
I thought about it. Maybe it meant that I was supposed to get organized. In my day-job, clips hold papers together in a tight, neat way. Taking it as a sign that I was not organized enough, I cleaned the house, the car, my closet, and my own stack of paperwork.
But that wasn’t the answer.
The paperclips didn’t stop appearing. Nearly every day I found one, sometimes two, all sizes and colors. They showed up on weekends, weekdays, at night, in the morning, in the pharmacy line at Rite Aid when I was getting medicine for sick kids, in the waiting room while I waited to be called in for my mammogram, on sidewalks, at the base of trees, stuck in the dirt.
My friend, Tina, read up on what paperclips signify in dreams. That was good, but I wasn’t dreaming. I was awake and in awe, but I was no closer to an answer.
I prayed in the car this morning asking for strength. I was driving to a big work meeting in which I had to present bad news, difficult information, and be prepared for any questions that the thirty people in the group might ask of me. Moments before the meeting began (warning: a TMI statement is coming, so if you are at all a bit squeamish you might want to cover your ears and hum for the next bit) I realized my p-e-r-i-o-d had arrived early. Dear God, I wasn’t prepared for this! What a time for it. I raced out of the room to take care of matters.
You can stop humming now because this part is important.
What did I see on the ramp to the portable-potty? You guessed it, a shiny, warm from the sun, paperclip. I carried it in my hand and placed it on the table in front of me as the meeting began. It was a tough one, but I was prepared and all went well.
In the car on the way home, I used my author techniques to brainstorm ideas about the paperclip. What does it look like? It flows in a circular design like the infinity sign—never-ending. It is shiny (if metallic) or colorful and bright. What does it do? It holds things together and doesn’t let go.
Here comes the epiphany…The paperclips aren't from some wacky accountants who just happen to be ten feet ahead of me dropping paperclips everywhere I go. No.
They are from God.
When I walk, I pray. I tell God how beautiful the trees are, the sky, the hills...I thank him for the day, the sun on my back, the cool air on my face... Basically, we chat (silently and all one-sided on my part). I know He’s there, but maybe, He wanted to give me a little something to carry with me as I walk with Him. A love token to keep in my hand, or my pocket, that flows in a never-ending design (like infinity). It’s a shiny and/or colorful token, so that I don’t miss it on the ground. And it fits neatly in my hand.
When I was having my freak-out this morning about the meeting, He threw another sparkly warm sign at my feet to remind me that He is always there. Holding me together. Loving me forever.
And if I had any doubts about His message, they went away once I turned on the car radio. The DJ played George Straight’s beautiful song, “I Saw God Today.” The message was loud and clear.
Mr. Straight tells us that God’s fingerprints are everywhere. Perhaps, we need to look a little harder to see them.
Have you had any signs lately?
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Really dragging my feet...typing fingers weighted with sand...thinking vacuuming might be a better idea.
What in the world is wrong with me? *checks forehead* I'm not running a fever.
I just finished writing what I believe is one of my best books ever and it is time to move on to the next one. Heck, I have three stories ready to go, why can't I just move on? But maybe that's the answer.
The book I just finished was very emotionally charged. It required me to dig deeper into myself and pour raw and scary feeling onto the page all for the sake of an honest story. And in the end, I fell in love. With the characters, their strength in the face of extreme hardships, their devotion to one another. It is an aching, searching for love and finally finding it against all odds type of story.
It's like having a great love affair that I don't want to end yet. This kind of mini-depression is what I feel when I read a REALLY AWESOME book. I don't want it to be over. I am sad at the end.
And then it struck me--I am becoming a better writer! I depressed myself.
Now that is something to smile about.
Have you ever been sad to come to THE END of a book?
Friday, August 26, 2011
For the three months of summer I walked...Are you ready?
Holy Toledo! Or Holy Los Angeles, might be more like it if I walked from here. Who knew I walked that much? You'd think I'd be skinnier. Maybe I'd better stop rewarding myself with scones at the end and/or beginning of the walk. Yeah...
Anyway, it wasn't hard. 138 miles equates to 11.5 miles per week. That's only 1.6 miles per day. Barely anything.
And the benefits?
Well, there are those yummy scones I mentioned (bad girl), my jeans fit pretty nicely, I got a new pair of shoes (see picture above), breathed a whole bunch of fresh air, luxuriated in the pure form of vitamin D, smelled the flowers, worked out those writing kinks, and enjoyed myself.
So what have you got to lose? Get out there and move it. Maybe I'll see you on the road.
Friday, July 29, 2011
I'm thankful for:
Family. No mother could be prouder of her boys. No wife more in love with her hubby. My parents and sister are the best who ever lived. I scored great in-laws as well. I am blessed with family. As time goes on, I am becoming more aware of time going on. I want to snatch these people up and hang onto them forever, but I can't make them live in my sock drawer, can I? I have to remember to tell them how much I love them every chance I get.
Words. I'm thankful for every time that the words come and the stories flow.
A job. I have a day job that allows me to work half-time and write the other half. I know I'm lucky.
My friends. I have friends who get me--my quirks, weird sense of humor, obsessions, worries, loves. They get me and continue to like me. That's priceless.
My great country. For all it's problems, I am honored, blessed and overjoyed to live here. Wouldn't trade my country for any other.
That's enough for now. It's your turn. Right here, right now. What are you thankful for?
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Circus Clown anyone? Bearded lady? Fire Breather?
My answers might surprise you.
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Friday, July 15, 2011
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
July 15: Guest Blog for Gem State Writers Why it took me 20 years
July 6: Author Interview Ask An Author
June 21: Guest Blog at Killer Crafts & Crafty Killers Making Tapas and Telling Stories
June 2o: Author Interview That's What I'm Talking About
June 2: Guest Blog for Xakara. Thursday Thirteen Kimberley Troutte Edition
I blog every three weeks at Beyond the Veil
Drop by if you get a chance. Don't forget the sunscreen.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Today, I'm talking about a very special young man who is not slowed in the least by Autism.
Kimberley Troutte at LASR
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Friday, April 22, 2011
First off, what's good about it? This is the day that a bunch of thugs banded together and crucified a man who gave his life to teach us how to love one another. Horrible. What came afterwards was better than good. Easter Sunday is an amazing, wondrous, miracle.
But Friday? No.
I learned that the word "good" in this case originated from pious and holy. So why didn't we stick with Holy Friday? Or something more descriptive like Black Friday? Ugly Friday. Terrible Friday.
Whatever the case, I'm going to make it a point to be kind to my neighbors, family and friends today. If we all band together and love one another it will be a good friday.
And that will do all of our hearts some good.
Friday, April 15, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Thursday Thirteen Kimberely Troutte Edition
Monday, March 7, 2011
Today, I'm blogging over at Beyond the Veil for Samhain Publishing about how I wrote a novel in two months. It's doable, really. I've figured it out mathematically for you.
Do you have what it takes?