Life is a Journey. The Homeless Finch Returns.

Hey! Hello!  Remember me??!!  My last blog entry was back in August of 2012.  I just dropped off the face of the earth. Well, I didn't really do such a thing.  But I did have an abrupt happening in my life that changed it forever.  I have decided to come back to my blog and start back writing.  It's been too long.  But I have been through an extremely painful time of my life and I just wasn't able to keep up with The Homeless Finch. The places I have been were all too difficult to open up and write about and all too encompassing for me to be able to ignore in my writing. I'm a truthful person...almost to a fault. But I knew what was happening needed to remain private and was all too crazy to share in an open forum like my blog.  Perhaps I will share some of what has happened in a retrospective way in the upcoming weeks.

iPhone Pic from the studio

In every dark day, there comes an enlightenment.  I have learned a lot about myself and have grown exponentially as a person.  Life is a journey. We pack a bag and in it we take ourselves, our heart, our hopes and our dreams.  We live thinking we know certain truths, certain rules, ways of thinking.  As a mother, I have learned that nothing is defined in truths, rules or thinking. We cannot live our lives thinking that if we do all the right things as a parent, that everything will just magically fall into place.  Life is a constant flow of redesigning our paths to fit what lies ahead of us.  It's about finding our true self.  It's about adapting to what is, not what could have been. It's about the simple things, like stopping to notice something sweet in nature...to recognize the beauty around us.  It's about today. It's about right now.


I am currently working on week 5 in Julie Cameron's The Artist Way and will most likely write about my related experiences. I have been writing my Morning Papers religiously for over a month and participating in Artist's Dates bi-weekly. I consider myself an artist in recovery. If you don't know what I am talking about, I will explain in upcoming posts.  I have finally started back painting in the studio and will show you my progress.  I am working toward finally finding my artistic voice; a voice I was not entitled to as a child and have never really been able to find throughout my adulthood.  Life is a journey...

Expect a change in the "look" of my blog coming up soon too!  Glad to be back!

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The Start to a Cozy Guest Bedroom and Throwing the Towel in on Making Money in the Blog World

These walls are not yellow!  See next image. More accurate.

Just wanted to check in to let you know that things are much better (for now!) around here.  Getting my teens back into school this week has given me a little time to myself.  I have slowed it down a bit around here.  I've also been trying to feed our souls, like making a nice snack in the afternoon for them and still getting the mani/pedi that I so desperately needed to do for myself! That darn hot towel on my legs was to die for!

Okay, slightly blurry and  that lamp cord needs
 to be hidden...but I really don't care.
Spending more time on things I care about! 

In between I have been slowly working on a guest bedroom.  I found a beautiful Ralph Lauren bed ensemble of which I am totally smitten.  I placed the bed off-center from the room and I kinda like the juxtaposition that it creates.  I am using my Pineapple Table as a side table. I picked up that cool mango wood lamp with a burlap lamp shade at a consignment shop that I ducked into yesterday.  Set it up on some of my favorite country style decorating books adding a little ice blue vintage ash tray as a table coaster.  Simple.  (click the highlight Pineapple Table to see that project from last year. Pretty cool)

Love this antique iron bed I picked up
in Atlanta about 12 years ago.

For those of you who have faithfully followed The Homeless Finch, I have an update. I have decided to just blog post when I feel like it.  I will probably not be as consistent as I have in the past.  I am okay with that.  I got all caught up in the "you have to stay consistent to build your blog" mantra.  I thought that I could actually build my blog to a level of making money.  But the truth is that few blogs make enough money to justify the time it takes away from other areas of our lives.  You might hear from me twice in one week, but then not again for a month. Hope you are okay with that.  If not, oh well you are out of luck!

Gonna head out today to haunt a few of my favorite antique and collectible shops.  Taking it slow.  Sometimes, slowing it down is the best recipe for a happier me.  See ya soon!

What's a room without an owl?!!
Thanks to my sis for this little dude!

-The End-

Nature's Promise of a Brighter Day

Woke up this morning to the first bloom on an orchid that I moved from our previous house.  What a beauty.    Is this nature promising me that there is always a chance for renewal?  I think it is...

True confessions...I have been really having a hard time keeping up with my blog lately.  Life outside my blog life as been such a tough up hill battle.  Motherhood has turned out to be tougher than I ever imagined.   There are days that are so hard to face, so hard to keep one foot in front of the other, that the idea of writing about art and home seem so unimportant.  For the past year, I have used The Homeless Finch as my refuge from the daily struggles with one of my kids.  Now, I have reached a point when I can't write about a sofa, a pillow or a painting.  My mind is just too cluttered with sadness.  But don't worry about me, I haven't given up hope.  Nature helps me remember that there is always hope...there is always a chance for brighter days...and there will be.

Just hang in there with me.  I might not blog as much as I have in the past.  I'm okay with that and I hope you are too.

To every thing there is a season,

and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

a time to be born, and a time to die;

a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

a time to kill, and a time to heal;

a time to break down, and a time to build up;

a time to weep, and a time to laugh;

a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;

a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

a time to get, and a time to lose;

a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

a time to rend, and a time to sew;

a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

a time to love, and a time to hate;

a time of war, and a time of peace.

-Until Next Time-