"I know you have had some difficulties this year, and maybe some self doubt, and all that comes with living. It's almost Thanksgiving, and it's the time of year I try really hard to tell people thanks for helping/loving/inspiring me, and I want you to know how much you mean to me through your blog. I love your photographs and gentle words, and well, just, thank you. I look at the faces of the people who are holding and wearing the products of their class with you. There is pride, happiness, shyness, glee in some instances. I think you must be pretty powerful to help people find those things in themselves. I admire that, and want to be able to bring that to others too. I agree with Janet Roell's post above, "Thanks for being so generous with what you know and who you are." It says it all."
"Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark...Tell a story... make some light." from the book, The Tale of Despereaux. We have had rain here in Wisconsin, more than we are used to. There is something magical about how after such gray, I love gray, when the light lays long on the table and shows us what was always there we smile so wide. I, being a light lover and seeker, stand for this post and bow my little head. Thanks dear one. Blessings.
"dearest nina-I was at squam both this year and last and although our paths never quite crossed, one of my favorite memories was from this past Sunday morning; breakfast was over, we were all saying our goodbyes and you were getting into a car, preparing to leave. Someone called out "Good-bye Nina!" and you popped back out of the car and blew kisses in our direction, calling back to us "I love you all!" My heart broke so deeply for you when I read of what was waiting for you when you returned home... I have read your blog for a long time, always encouraged by your abilities to "overcome". Many times I have remembered your words and actions and have said to myself "Nina can do it... so can I". And now, in this time of hurt, you have once again given of yourself. "Forget the shattered shards and forge ahead". Nina, you are a gift to us all. love and hugs, gretchen"
"Ever since I was a child I would feel something was wrong, but unable to verbalize it, it just gets quashed and forgotten. Reading your words is so exciting and illuminating for me. It is exhilarating to read a description of yours and think, "a-ha, that's just what I've been feeling!" Or possibly it's not what I was feeling, but your way of describing something is freeing to the soul. The proverbial light bulb goes off because of YOU.
Since I've gotten into my 40's I now realize I need to explore these feelings that filter up every now and then, and reading your blog does help bring some of these things into clearer view for me. Seeing how you bring into focus both joy and sadness, helps me learn to do the same thing with my feelings. It's a little less like grabbing at straw after reading your blog. Thank you, Nina. :) You are a great teacher of many things, and for me it's illuminating emotions, putting them into words so they can be looked at, and studied a bit, and understood a little more."
When in doubt, make a fool of yourself. There is a microscopically thin line between being brilliantly creative and acting like the most gigantic idiot on earth. So what the hell, leap. ~ Cynthia Heimel
All growth is a leap in the dark, a spontaneous unpremeditated act without benefit of experience.
~ Henry Miller
Sometimes you just have to take the leap and build your wings on the way down. ~ Kobi Yamada
Sometimes your only available transportation is a leap of faith. ~ Margaret Shepard
Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. The moment you know how, you begin to die a little. The artist never entirely knows. We guess. We may be wrong but we take leap after leap in the dark. ~ Agnes De Mille
And, of course, there's...
Leap, and the net will appear
Oh! Miss Nina! I was temporarily struck dumb at the ethereal beauty of this post. I am so nearly close to tears. You have the power to enrapture us with your words, letting them entwine our beings. Today I told my network group that Words Have Power {I, too, am fond of weaving words and quotes into my work}. And the snippets from Shakespeare tear through my heart like the stars shooting through the midnight sky. But the words that mean the most to me of yours seem so vastly out of reach with my own experience and that is why my eyes brim over at the thought...you most certainly do have the best job in the world, my dear....and although I don't, I can't {oh how I long for it!}...I can but dream {and plot and plan}. You so eloquently bring that dream {for us all} to life. And if one can make it happen perhaps that is the hope perching on my shoulder, goading me on. I am ever so glad that you do what you do and especially that you dare to bare your soul and your art for all of us to witness. Truly uplifting and inspiring.
"I was directed to your blog as I too just lost my beloved dog companion. I echo your words and feelings of loss and in the amazing consolation of strangers in the blog world. We do what we have to do in this life, right or wrong. I was with my dog when he died and watched his life leave his eyes. He was at that moment alone by my side in a natural moment of his life. We are left never really alone although very conscious of the empty spaces that can never be filled with anything but sweet memory."
"Nina,
Someone may have already sent this to you. Last year around this time our Sasha almost 15 left us - the evening skies of the day she left we saw a shooting star - we all knew it was Sasha letting us know all was well & it was her time to be free! Tears come even now as I write this. Someone sent me this poem which helped through the morning so I pass it on to you. Asilomar - a magical place to spend time and heal your soul.
blessings of love,
Robin
Rainbow Bridge
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown... "
I have started this note so many times and then for whatever reason, never hit
the "send" but this morning after running your blog - I just sit here feeling
"ah" and just so loving the visit that I just had to let you know what your blog
( you) mean to me.
I start my morning out with coffee mug in hand and head to my little room that I
like to call "my studio" and there I write morning pages, and then do some work
in my art journal - then I'm awake enough to visit with you.
Finding your blog and meeting you has meant so much to me. I always leave filled
to the brim with happiness, inspired and a deep appreciation. I wish I could
find the words, like you do, to express what I feel. I feel in my heart I have
met a kindred spirit and friend.
I just had to let you know what visiting with you means to me, and this morning
I would be happy just walking in your yard...
Enjoy your day, give Aspen a pat for me, and now I will have a much better day,
knowing that I have spoken to you. Thank you for being there.....
"I check in on your lovely blog as often as I can, but did not expect the heartfelt connection I found today. My oldest daughter has not left yet, but as she prepares to go off to college next year, I feel the panic, sadness, gut wrenching turmoil in the pit of my stomach and painful heartache of the thought of her leaving. I am at the same time so proud of her - her accomplishments and the person she is becoming. I am excited and feel anxious with anticipation of who she will become once out there flying with her own wings and navigating her own course. I sobbed and sobbed as I read your words, tears just flowed down my cheeks (at work!) Thank you for sharing so purely. I felt your words penetrate my heart. I am encouraged that you and others have gone through it, are surviving, still have so much beauty and love within, and are sharing that love and beauty with others. Thank you so much."
"I completely agree with you about the allure of words on jewelry. I don't know of anyone who creates more beautiful objects that epitomize this concept. I come back to your blog day after day knowing I will see something amazingly beautiful. Thank you so much for bringing so much beauty into our world."
"I'm wearing these [cloud song] earrings today. I usually don't dress that creatively for work, more prosaically, with simple non-danglies. So I just discovered I can see them in my peripheral vision as I walk. I like that. I should wear more danglies. Life lately has been too much practicality: forms to fill out, official documents to decipher, task lists to update, errands to run, get a Plan B, Plan C, even a Plan D. ... These are challenging times indeed. I'm hoping to carve out a few hours this weekend at my studio table, playing with my collections. I haven't even had many moments lately to peruse your lovely Web site and drink in its charm. But when I do dip in, I always emerge refreshed. So this is just to say thanks ever so much for being there. You have no idea of how many lives you brighten!"
"Dear Nina- Upon seeing your work in Somerset (blog issue), and reading your words (I envy your poetic verbage & expression), I soon went to your blog and became a fan. When time allows (or is stolen by me), I often return there because I passionately admire your artistic style and feel as though I have taken a delightful journey into an enchanting, charming, ethereal world familiar from my childhood after reading your entries which are so beautifully enhanced with your photography. You should know that you are a giver. We come away with gifts from time spent with you. After reading your glowing affirmations about your sister Ellen's eggs, the third time I visited her Etsy shop I decided I must have one of the robin's eggs, I just MUST, so I ordered one - and a good thing too, for it was the last one. They put me in touch with the past when I was a little girl, entering into deep places that the soft, sky-blue beauty of a found robin's egg could draw me to. Nature displays the holy beauty of God if we will just take the time to perceive it and touch it. I, too, am a woman in her 50s who also has two grown sons -- and I also love and live in the "woods" (well, if you can call 2-3 acres of wooded land in the country "The Woods"). I loved reading about your father, your mother, your visit back home with them, and your love for your sister Ellen. I hope that you will share about your sons in future postings. And pleeeeeease don't think we will ever tire of seeing and hearing about the dog! LOVE that dog! After omitting paragraphs for the sake of saving space in this entry, I will close with trying to convince you that your heart, your art, your photography, your words, your openness and all that you share with the world is a worthy gift to us. You are a beautiful person, and I thank you."
"i am not an artist such as you, but i have been a student in one of your classes. you have the abillity to inspire and motivate because you let it be fun; because you make it look easy; because there really is no right or wrong, good or bad; because you allow us to feel and respond based on our own individual experiences... what you're really teaching is how to step outside the box and be comfortable there; how to use the skills you've taught us and apply them to what we want to do. i see it as much the same as when teachers teach writing skills...we teach the skill; the process...but each individual chooses his or her own words. i guess what i'm trying to say is that one of the first lessons i learned from you was that art is based on your own individuality...we begin with a blank canvas, so to speak, and with each experience and personal preference, the art is born. it may change, but the root of it remains the same. it's ok for you to be a part of that, but the bulk of what each person's art is depends on what's inside of them. it's ok for us to use the skills and the process, i think, but we have to put our own words to it...use our own canvas...have our own style of expression. i suppose it is sad when one who calls themself an artist has to rely on the ideas and style of others rather than what's inside of them. that tells me there is fear inside and they haven't yet learned what you teach...that it's ok to step outside the box and let your own art speak for what's inside you. you do that masterfully...you show us, through what you do, an outside expression of what is inside of you...and no one else has what is inside of you."
"I have spent the past two evenings reading your blog. Just felt like I wanted to talk to you for a moment. I so enjoyed my time in your world which you share so sweetly. Although I am not nearly as positive, open, kind and loving as you are, I do feel a definite comradeship in your love of solitude, nature and reflection. Although I get somewhat nauseated by some of the overly sweet, la-la, life is great type blogs, your positivity and sweetness are very endearing - and your frankness about the sad things is touching. I got as far as your October time with your folks and your comment about wondering why you share these things about your daddy...and I just wanted to send you a hug. Virtual hug from a stranger who wants to thank you for that sharing and try to take away some of that pain. And another big virtual hug for your precious puppy.
Also love your art. Have seen your things in some of my magazines and books which is where I found your site a long time ago but never went in to read. I piddle around with altered books, jewelry and other such things - that artistic outlet is the best part of my life. And the only time I am ever REALLY happy and at peace with my life is when I am outside, in nature, talking to trees and birds. My best conversations and relationships are with trees...and dead poets, too."
"quietly she tinkers.
indeed.
but the song of her tinkering ways
is clear and pure
and resonates...loudly,
deeply
and surely it hovers by hope
perching there
in the soul.
beautiful.
your work is, too..."
"oh i do love white camellias
such pure white against those magnificent
shiny leaves
love is pure like that
the love of years
in your fathers hands
such tender photos
you are so lucky to have the presence of
mind to capture these moments as they unfold
and then you share
thank you so much
for the time you take with us out here
i know there is an interconnectedness
between us all
you continually prove it"
"I am proud of you for protecting your integrity. You will find better
venues. People will come to you. You have to always
take care of yourself--your psyche is important. Not to be violated.
I know that you did the right thing. It had to be difficult, but it
was an important forward moving change that will serve you well."
"may all truth and love reside within you and become an invisible blanket of protection when any negativity tries to enter your church of kindness"
"I think you have almost reached the Third Noble Truth of Buddhism; cultivating a mind so spacious that you are going beyond what things seem to be into what you truly see. When you care about things, you see with a responsive and involved eye. Do you know how little you have struggled this week? I can see this in the eye of your camera.
Why is it that people are bored when rain becomes a mirror to see into and words in books shimmer?"
"Nina, I always read your blog as it seems a good way to hear your voice and learn from you. I wanted to tell you that your photos are as stunningly beautiful as your jewelry and your words. You have the true eye of an artist."
"For me visiting your blog is like going to a friend's house for a cup of tea and conversation- I've seen her driveway, house, foyer, kitchen, face so often but in all of that is love, friendship, and inspiration. Its about you! It is a virtual cup of tea with a friend."
"Congratulations on this momentous occasion in your country's history. This change that has occurred in the minds of your people is noted around the world. The greatest men in your history had the qualities that this man has ~ his mysticism, charisma, stillness, and idealisim is what I personally see. He makes me believe in his sincerity. With a positive outlook, unified effort, and shared vision you can do anything as a people. It is these American qualities that allow each of you to do good, to do the right thing, ~ and what makes you a great nation ~ not a win-at-all-costs mentality, not power held over weaker nations, not greed or arrogance, but strength in unity and a common dream."
"You really made me reflect on my life. I don't want to disappear either, and I often wonder why I was put on this earth. Am I just here to take up space for awhile?? There has to be more that this! Of course with my Baptist upbringing....I don't worry about when my life is over, but what about this one chance that I have.......I don't think that I will age gracefully, I am sure that I will fight it to the end. I have too many things that I want to do.... I still have a long list of places that I want to travel to. How I wish I hadn't wasted so many precious moments. Do you think that we ever have enough time during our life......I wanted to see our children grow, get married, and have a family....but now I want to see my grandchildren grow up and I wonder what they will do with their lives....will I ever have enough time ????Thank you for making me rethink what I will do with the rest of my life.....
Nina, I also want to thank you so much for your sharing your teaching talent with me, please don't ever quit teaching. I loved your class, and could hardly wait to get home so that I can start something else. I know that I wasn't very productive in your class, not your fault.....I just get so overstimulated, I need to ponder what to do next. When my husband was driving us home ( it's about 16 hours) I was rethinking my necklace and I found a wonderful piece of sliced jade. I am going to rework this piece, it needs to reflect what I learned from you.....after all this is what I will leave behind so that my children and grandchildren can remember me, I don't want to disappear!!!"
"Most people have a hard time seeing the blessings in what is right next to them, the grass is always greener syndrome. My father grew roses when I was growing up, so we always had bouquets of them in our house. To me they always seemed like a mundane thing--can you imagine, a rose, an everyday flower! Now that I am grown, moved away, now that my dad has died and the rose bushes are all gone do I understand the wonder of them. It is rare the person who appreciates the here, the now. That is why I love your blog so much. You are a constant reminder to me to appreciate what is all around me right now."
I have spent a very long time being professional and efficient, so my writing tends to say that which needs to be said in a very sparse way. I really enjoy that your writing reflects your heart and soul.
I hope it doesn't sound sycophantic to say that whilst some people don't really measure up when you meet them, that's not the case with you. I first did a class with you in Freemantle and then started reading your blog. The blog measures up to you!
I think leaving ourselves open to new ideas, nature and people also leaves us vulnerable and open to self doubt at times. The good thing is that it doesn't take much to give us a shot in the arm, so we can bounce back.
"i'm turning forty in six months, which is kind of a shock to me. i am looking at your poetic, beautiful jewelry and reading your inspiring, thoughtful posts and screwing up my courage to step into my power to do all that i want to do.
this email is to tell you hello, and to let you know that you are 100% right to tell your blog audience what is right and what is wrong regardless of their reaction. there will always be small, mean people who will attack you no matter what. it is hard to callous yourself to them, but please try. know that there are people who appreciate you and your art. you are a very special person and you deserve all the joy and respect in the world."
"I love your blog, your jewelry, and how you write about your reality. Not just fluff. You let us "see" you, and that makes us feel like we live next door. Thank you.. xo"
"you and the way you view the world is what i have felt we have lost...the ritual, the story telling around the fire/at the dinner table/on the front porch, being in the wild, honoring the past (and present)...i think if we all took it to a deeper level than the surface we stay on so often, we would see what attracts us all to you and each other is not your art (although that is precious)...it is our Souls wanting to talk...thanks for listening to me!!"
human beings are members of a whole
in creation of one Essence and Soul -
If one member is afflicted with pain,
Other members uneasy will remain -
If you have no sympathy for human pain
The name of human you cannot retain --Saadi
-it would be more helpful if we sat with our reactions when others are speaking their truth in their personal journals and simply listen with compassion...i have learned a lesson from all of this...thank you Nina for being honest with your pain...it serves those of us who want to be better humans...xo
i just wanted to tell you how much you inspire me to be a better person. every day when i read your blog, i think, oh, i am going to be more like that: more observant, more loving, more 'living with my eyes wide open', more crafted in my writing. and while i still feel like i am mostly not achieving that, i know that if i keep reading and being inspired, it will slowly seep into me. so thank you.
from accomplished artist Judy Wise (thank you judy xo): "IMO you and Teesha pioneered
the "look" of the mixed media/journal/collage thing that is strongly
influencing advertising, graphic arts, and fine arts in this country,
providing jobs for many teachers of art and enriching the lives of
housewives and square pegs. I thought of this when Rauchenberg passed;
he was a "real person" just as yourself who had a huge influence on the
culture.
I know you have had your heart broken at times by the copiers but there
is another side to it. Original good ideas will always find their way
into the culture through co-option and adaptation (and stealing). Think
about it."
from Belgium: "While I'm mailing you now, I want to say that I admire your work a lot. I discovered you in "true colors" and through some articles in the magazines of Stampington.
I love the "Nina-knot" and your work is really recognizable and an own style. But I guess I'm not the only one who told you this...."
"Coming here is like going back home and visiting with loved ones-those who take us as we are-vulnerabilites, faults and all. Words leave you effortlessly and enter us for what they are-honest, unpretentious, alive, and vulnerable. The end result is for us like savoring our mother's favorite dish after being sick-we feel comforted, understood, cared for."
"your jewelry is turning into a divine light...."
"It is wonderful to share the ineffable qualities that arise from the experiences of one who has walked from the outer periphery of this beautiful life straight to the center, the pulsing heart of existence."
BEAUTIFUL...just beautiful. This art leaves me breathless. When I first read of an "alchemist", as a child, I was aching to meet one and converse and watch the magic happen. And now I have, Nina. Your work is extraordinary."
...and i am grateful for the gift of YOU...showing us the beauty of the world through your eyes, sharing the magic you have created on firefly rd and so so so much more...x
ps..walter looks like he is becoming quite comfortable being photographed time and time again, can't get enough of his cute face.
Posted by: julie | July 10, 2009 at 12:21 PM
did you hear it?!....that uncontrollable gasp,giggle,sigh,gasp and giggle (again),awwwwwwww?! that was because of the gift you sent today through this amazing place...thank you. coming here to visit truly is a gift, you know...we open it each day to see what wonderful things you've sent. and it is soooooo good. i can't believe how walter has grown so much in such a short time! xo
Posted by: Tina in McLeansville | July 10, 2009 at 12:42 PM
There is beauty in the world - as you so delightfully point out daily- and, unfortunately every now and then, there are people who like to take that beauty away from the rest of us. So the best thing to do, as we have both done, is to move on, and fill our new lives with everything wonderful. This is your time Nina - don't let a nay-sayer or two spoil any small part of it. 99.9% of us are cheering aloud and laughing to the bright blue sky above for your current happiness. You go girl!
Erin in Morro Bay
Posted by: Erin Perry | July 10, 2009 at 12:43 PM
You sound ever so much better today and I am sure your new baby, and Ben, and fans, and friends who follow you, are happy as well.
You have such a glorious way of looking at the world and then you give 'that gift' to the rest of us who are struggling along. What a gift you have!!
That is the way I feel about you. You are a gift to me.
I love the way you have a story in each of your works of art. That makes them so much more special to those lucky enough to have them, I'm sure.
Your whole life is a gift Nina. It truly is, you spread the 'Joy' so naturally and I just hate when someone comes in and tries to rob you of it.
I have called those I love today to tell them I love them and that I appreciate them with all my heart. I called my husband first just to surprise him and then I called my sister-in-law who just lost her husband of 50 years (My brother Frank)to tell her that I think of her more as my sister than an inlaw.
I wanted her to know how much she has meant to me and that I share her tears, STILL.
Then I called an old school friend that I have recently become reacquainted with. We have been emailing but I called just to tell her that there hasn't been a day that I haven't thought of her and I am so glad that I finally tracked her down. She said I sound the same after 40 years. Oddly enough,She didn't! She sounds happy now. :o)
When I knew her she was very sad and depressed. I had the greatest surprise when I heard her voice. She giggled and it was a sound I had never heard her make before. We had a high old time talking about the silly things we used to do in school. Her giggle was a true gift to me. I used to worry so much about her......
Now if I should die today, I can go knowing that I have expressed all my feelings and my love to them....and you too Nina. You will never know how much it meant to me when you told us of those little gnawed plum seeds. A kindred spirit! Yay!! :o)
I am glad that things are better for you. I am truly happy that you feel like a school girl again. I am glad that someone emails you with lovely emails each morning and I am so happy for Walter to have such a loving mama.
The breeder knew best......always trust your breeder.
Thank you, thank you, thank you Nina.
Kiss every freckle on Walter's dear little face.
Posted by: Bonnie Luhman | July 10, 2009 at 01:11 PM
We don't have those precious tiny frogs here where we live so I loved the picture you shared of yours.
Goes without saying how much I love to see Walters sweet little furry face on your posts.
Posted by: Denise S | July 10, 2009 at 01:16 PM
Such beauty in words. Precious little toad on your hand - did you see his beautiful amber eyes?
My heart melted when you called me sweet friend...
Sending love and sunshine and rain and sweet breezes!
Posted by: Renate | July 10, 2009 at 01:23 PM
My dear, I wrap you today in a soft fluffy blanket of love (like a burrito of love with Ben and Walter tucked inside) that will keep you safe from the cold winds that some might choose to blow in your direction because their hearts are cold and they want to freeze the joy of others, keep it from oozing out into the world and touching warm hearts. As I've told you before, Walter came at exactly the right time, so pooh on whoever. And Ben, well Ben sounds like your dream incarnate and hurray for that.
Posted by: Meri Arnett-Kremian | July 10, 2009 at 01:25 PM
Nina,
What a cute little baby frog/toad! I don't know how you managed to see it in the grass. We have a lot bigger ones in our yard and I don't know how many times I've almost stepped on them.
As for the naysayers, I say this is your blog to voice what you want and if they don't like, they don't have to read it - let alone comment about it. Sometimes I think there are people out there who take great delight in saying negative things or stirring of the pot, so to speak. I have a former friend who was like that and finally I said enough. So it is very gracious of you to realize that even from those types of people you can learn things.
But I love reading your blog and hearing your thoughts just as you are.
Posted by: Ariane | July 10, 2009 at 01:30 PM
thank you!
i will recieve the five leaf lucky clover; and the memories evoked by that tiny frog in your wonderful hand; and those blue birds which never reach me here; and Mariane Moore who hardly anyone ever remembers... cornucopia.
love walter's little white whiskers. Its a beautiful day.
Posted by: mansuetude | July 10, 2009 at 01:31 PM
Wowie... I don't think I've EVER seen such a teeny tiny frog before. It is a frog, right?
Your words are weighty today - well, I should say as always. You are a very deep person, Nina. It usually takes me a looong time to digest them sometimes, but I do it willingly, because there is always, Always, something that strikes a chord somewhere deep in me - a me that facets of which have been buried deep for maybe a bit too long. Let them come into the light, I say. Ready, set, go.
Thanks for your inspiring blog. LindaSonia
Posted by: LindaSonia | July 10, 2009 at 01:33 PM
Hello again,
It seems to be that you live in such a wonderful place surrounded by nature.
And I can see this powerful influence in your amazing work. Just wonderful!
I really love reading your posts and great photos. Very inspiring...
I will be back.
~ Gabriela ~
Posted by: Gabriela | July 10, 2009 at 01:44 PM
I love your photos... love your way with words... love your art and your wonderful puppy! I especially love Bonnie's post stating that you bring us JOY. I've long felt that my purpose in life is to bring joy wherever I go. I try to spread joy with my smile and serene approach to life (following the teachings of that Buddha you pictured) and with my art. Joy and beauty are all around us if we only stop and open our eyes and our hearts. Thanks for opening sharing your daily life with us Nina and making us smile (and cry) and feel. Blessings!! Lori
Posted by: Lori Reed | July 10, 2009 at 01:46 PM
You have so touched me in the last few days, moved me to a place beyond words. I've felt your bliss and joy in your new companions (four and two legged!). I've pushed back tears as you've been wounded and contemplated moving away from all of us. And today... Today I celebrate your strength and pride as you've once again owned your blessed place in this world and our lives. Thank you for everything that you give to us all, including the light and the dark.
Posted by: Jyl | July 10, 2009 at 01:59 PM
I think that it's very meaningful that the little frog crossed your path. I try to pay attention to animals and other creatures that unexpectedly come to me and I listen to their animal medicine that they are offering to me. A frog means to me - cleansing, which will ultimately bring learning and growth.
I love reading your blog and thanks for making me stop to think and to be inspired.
Linda
Posted by: Linda | July 10, 2009 at 02:01 PM
Oh, and the gift of laughing right out loud. No shit sherlock, you wrote, and laugh out loud I did. :)
Posted by: debi | July 10, 2009 at 02:12 PM
Thank you Nina for your wonderful words, your art, your honest, and most of all your humor. No shit sherlock (one of my favorite phrases!) caused coffee to spew out my nose! Thanks for the laugh to start my day. Cheers.
Posted by: Jeannie | July 10, 2009 at 02:48 PM
Sherlock is one of my faves as well (although I don't often get the words out of my mind and onto my lips!). Wishing you a glorious day. :)
Posted by: Star | July 10, 2009 at 03:32 PM
Dearest Nina: you don't know me, but I have been an incredible lover of your work, blog, life for a long time. I guess I first found you in True Colors...or perhaps a quilt magazine, but from the start your imagery, text and integration of materials took me back to the place in childhood where all is magic, unfolding, possibility. I can't imagine a day going by without reading your blog and feeling the enchantment of your lived life through your shimmering soul. I love Billy Collins too (though I was temporarily mad at him for misjudging you a bit but forgave him when you did, so thanks!) and Mary Oliver, and birds are a HUGE part of my and my husband's birdwatching lives together. I am only saying this to affirm what I hope you already know: that your life, talents and vision are gifts to thousands of people, and what you share, are acts of courage and transparency and is a sacred unveiling. Since I am a very seasoned psychotherapist in private practice I can say, with absolute certainty that you are NOT a narcissist and you are not selfish (e.g. the whole absurd attack on you and Walter). If ANYTHING, I sometimes worry you are not MORE giving to yourself (please get health insurance if you haven't already)...but hopefully through the miracle of new-Ben that will all change because he sounds very very intuitive and attuned to you. What a gift...but oh God, do you deserve it. You give of yourself so tirelessly, a wonderful daughter, sister, mother and friend as well as teacher and mentor. I think that the person with Walter issues is probably re-enacting some deep trauma having to do with having had pleasure interrupted and spoiled by someone, probably a parent, and that person was made to feel very guilty about having anything good. Because look at the timing...right after Ben appears. The need to punish you at the height of recovery and joy is all about that person; though of course it would sting greatly. Don't comply Nina; this is not your issue. I am still trying to find a way to import you to the San Francisco Bay Area (the SF Center for the Book would be a great venue)where I might be able to study with you. Thank you so much for your inextinguishable light.
Posted by: Renna Ulvang | July 10, 2009 at 04:26 PM
good gracious! I don't see why people have the need to spread their negativity.. what is the frickin' point??? You are one of the most sincere and gracious people I have ever had the pleasure of meeting, (in person, I might add!!!). I adore this blog and it brings a whole new dimension to my life. Why can't we be proud of what we do and proud of things that make us happy? I feel good when I let everyone know! That's not ego - it's confidence and joy. Thank you so very much, Nina. Big, giant hugs to you, sweetie!!! Love you - Jamie V in MT
Posted by: Jamie | July 10, 2009 at 04:31 PM
"Oh, and the gift of laughing right out loud. No shit sherlock, you wrote, and laugh out loud I did."
I must admit that I did too. lol
I sometimes wonder about sharing things via blog posts, opening ourselves up to all kinds of comments and subjections, but I guess that's part of life no matter what.
In journaling via a blog we choose to share ourselves with others, blogging about likes/dislikes, and also recording daily/weekly activities. Life is not all sunshine and roses (not for me anyway), it's not all perfection and happiness. Sometimes we stumble, sometimes we fall, and that comes out in our posts, as it should. Hence the journaling thing. ;-)
Frogs are so much fun. In spring the ponds on neighboring properties are full of 'frog song'. We officially call it fall when the geese fly over in the fall, and spring, when the frogs start to 'sing'.
Give little Walter a scritch for me.
Posted by: Carole | July 10, 2009 at 05:27 PM
Here's a toast to having Walter and Ben in your life!! And I love your attitude about the negative comments!! They will teach you to be strong!! Keep looking to Ben, Walter and yourself for strength, and know all of your devoted readers and true friends are here to support you too! Love the baby frog...I will think of you while spending my weekend in the beautiful Colorado Rockies. You inspire me to think more about nature!
Posted by: Emily | July 10, 2009 at 06:12 PM
mmmmmm....just look at that vivid blue winged visitor!! How I WISH we had blue like that in the birds here!! We have our beautiful bright yellow goldfinches, the pomegranate red of the house finches, and the occasional flit of orange in the migrating Orioles. Sigh...how I love to be startled by such vivid colors in birds! (Even the jays don't have a blue so rich as this). My current love is the sound of the cowbirds. EXTREMELY unimpressive looking, they always visit in pairs (or groups) and share with me the most delicious gurgly, watery tweet sound that feels like a little present left on my ears. :)
What strength there is in being able to pull the scarf snuggly around when the cold winds blow...and also in lifting it high over head, to see the rippling patterns it makes even in the biting wind....you're doing great. :)
ox
Posted by: stephanie | July 10, 2009 at 06:24 PM
Oh, I just can't stop myself - that doggie is just too darn cute!!!
Posted by: Ann | July 10, 2009 at 06:58 PM
XO. Thankyou for the 'palm' gifts, thankyou.
Posted by: hhb | July 10, 2009 at 07:11 PM
"needs for adulation and unconditional acceptance which not only are not very realistic, they are probably somewhat narcissistic"
Helloooo!! Don't we all (at least all of us without antisocial psychoses)!! That's called the Human Condition :-).
Posted by: Julia | July 10, 2009 at 07:43 PM
When I was a wee girl and stuttered very badly, I had a beloved great
uncle who would encourage me to speak by listening very deeply and without interruption. When I was done speaking, he would always pause, then clap , very slowly , shake his head and say, "Now...you don't let anyone put a pail over your light, you hear? you hear?
And so I pass on his gift to you: "Don't ever let anyone put a pail over your Light, Ms. Nina. You hear?"
Hugs,
Sassi
Posted by: Shirley | July 10, 2009 at 09:11 PM
Dear Nina,
What a double whammy - to write about a letter that hurt you, and then to receive a hurtful comment: ("issues with ego, need for adulation and unconditional accepance").
I loved your earthy, pithy reply. Damn right, we all have issues with ego (we are our egos) and need for adulation and unconditional acceptance. As for the latter, I received it from my Grandma Julia, the person I loved most in the world! Poor commenter, that you have not had unconditional accepantance.
Oh, flip her anyway. Once again, all of those things your previous commenters said: Jealously, water off a duck's back, pesky mosquito.
Now, on to IMPORTANT things: Indigo buntings (not seen in ND), tiny froglets, puppies and five-leaf clovers. We used to find them (not puppies but five-leaf clovers) in abundance in our churchyard in Larson, ND. Was it because of holy ground (well, Lutheran) or just coincidence??
Posted by: Julie Fredericksen | July 10, 2009 at 09:55 PM
It's your blog and you can write anything you like. If these people have problems with you then they need to quit reading your blog. Maybe they are just jealous of you. ignore them.
Thanks for the pics. They are lovely and Walter is just so cute. I wish my babies would let me take more pics of them like that.
Posted by: Kelly Jeanette | July 10, 2009 at 11:39 PM
hahaha, u said 'shit' hahaha. :) thanks for a good laugh. i love ben and walter too. i showed my kids walter and they are dead keen to get their 'walter' dog now. have to wait for God to give me a new house, and then He can send us a pup too.
Posted by: rachelle | July 10, 2009 at 11:39 PM
Nina yesterday i was reading you sad words from your previous entry and i was meaning to respond, but then i had to dash away from computer.
I just wanted to say to you that it is truly sad that somebody wants to hurt you like that, you who are so kind and caring; we have seen how you love your walter so very much... There are all kind of people in this world, but those who hurt us, are not real friends at all.
I think your "new" friend Ben looks so very kind.
Nina i have noticed the same things that you showed us on your photographs... just yesterday i wished that i would see a little frog like that! And i have noticed how some aspen leaves are tinted with orange and yellow... i would not want to let go of this summer, not just yet.
Love'
Delila
Posted by: delila | July 11, 2009 at 04:17 AM
Agreed, Ben is a beautiful name. My childhood teddy bear was named Ben. I do miss him! Every time I hear the song 'Ben' I think of him!
Posted by: jenn desjardins | July 11, 2009 at 08:44 AM
Thank you.
Posted by: SC Sally | July 11, 2009 at 09:12 AM
Oh my, how nice to see the Buddha there and
to see you're not clinging to the sting of
that person's intentions. Just let it float
away. And Friend Frog...such a brave little
being. What a good message from the universe!
Also those leaves have seen some troubles too.
But look how their leaves have grown in color
as they weather these trials. Again, you inspire me. Stay well and Gassho.
Posted by: Patty | July 11, 2009 at 09:17 AM
Thank you for sharing your enchanted things...
wish I could kiss that four-legged friend of yours on this lovely little nose !
May the rest of the weekend be full of enchanted peaceful moments...
Posted by: kim mailhot | July 11, 2009 at 11:00 AM
I just love it when you cuss AND that you are so real. (((hugs)))
Posted by: donna | July 11, 2009 at 11:19 AM
With your words and your photos you remind us to delight in life and all its gifts.
If you are happy, we are happy.
Posted by: Anna R | July 11, 2009 at 11:43 AM
Just the happiness of breathing, of being, of existing in a world with people like you in it, makes everyday all the more brighter.
You don´t find blue like that but in nature, I just finished a chain of lapis and chalsedony, a little bit of natures true blue to carry with me through my office hours :-)
Posted by: emris | July 11, 2009 at 01:05 PM
Isnt it easy to try to knock someone down when you are in the privacy of your home, writing on a machine that will publish your venomous words to someone you've never met and personally don't know? Interesting how bold we become when we write behind a curtain of anonymity that the web gives us. Those who write in self righteous indignation usually are sad souls who just plain hurt. As do we all from time to time. The more you share of yourself, the more room you have inside to receive. Keep up the good work. Annie
Posted by: Annie Onderdonk | July 11, 2009 at 01:36 PM
well said sweet p
This bizarre medium continues to amaze me ... most amazing to me - the bravery of flaying oneself wide open and exposing our very vulnerable insides to the world at large. I say brave, some would say narcissistic. Then there's the motivation to participate in this social networking thing ... I still don't understand mine, can't see how anyone can critique another's.
xoxo
Posted by: kathy vk | July 11, 2009 at 02:29 PM
Nina, on a fishing trip when I was a little girl, my cousins and I found in a field near the river a small, shallow, drying-up pond surrounded by crackled earth. We were fascinated when, as we approached it, thousands of tiny frogs started leaping up out of the cracks in the ground. All around, the little creatures were jumping madly toward the puddle of water that was left in the center. It was an amazing sight.
Thanks for reminding me of a special time. Your words and your blog are gifts that I treasure. And, so is every picture of Walter! Blessings to you and all the loves in your life.
Sherry in Little Rock
Posted by: Sherry Ford | July 11, 2009 at 04:10 PM
Counting your gifts and blessings everyday keeps things in perspective. Right? I feel the measure of bitterness directed at you was from a broken heart that could not bear your resilience and new found happiness. Unfortunately these things always fall towards the most tender-hearted ones amongst us. Thank you for your gifts of expression here and pictures of that beautiful blue.
Posted by: Kat | July 11, 2009 at 04:31 PM
You remind us what is important in life-gifts of nature given to us unconditionally by the Universe-at first I was shocked that any one could be so judgemental of YOUR choices and then maddened-but decided not to stay mad and give that time and energy over to someone not worthy of it-I have admired your courage in being so honest on your blog and so giving of your self-I'm sure that's why we all read it so often. Please continue I selfishly beg so I can continue to be awed by your creative life. Thankyou-Humbly, CW
Posted by: Carol Weiler | July 11, 2009 at 08:39 PM
Gifts come in many guises. And sometimes the ones that have the most meaning are not so evidently clear at first glance. It is wonderful that you have been able to take something from all the responses to your blog posts - the positive ones and those other ones. And thank you for being a gift to so many others!
Posted by: Seth | July 11, 2009 at 11:40 PM
Consider that someone who thinks you "need adulation" etc. etc. etc. is simply projecting herself on you.
You are a gift!
Posted by: Colette | July 11, 2009 at 11:59 PM
Dearest Nina, I follow your writings like I would the conversations of a good friend, and I have to tell you that. I know there is no reason to love you except that I see a kindred spirit in your heart and so often I want to reach out to you and say, "Oh my god you are so wonderful! You are just so extra-ordinary." I know, down to the soles of my feet, that when your spirit is feeling its free-est, when your soul is opening up, those whose hearts are bound up will lash out - they are jealous of how unfettered you are. How sad for them, how horrid, how shameful of them to do that to you.
You keep on sharing yourself, because you lighten the world with your plucking of the web we all live on (I mean a web in a spiritual sense, but you could take it as a pun...:)
Thank you for Keeping It Up!
love, love, love,
Katie
Posted by: Katie | July 12, 2009 at 02:17 AM
All the criticism (of this woman) from your guardian commenters is not in the spirit of your writing and takes away from the beauty of your blog.
Let Nina defend herself, folks, and lighten up a bit.
and Nina, my friend....
"... do not change. Do not divert your love from visible things. But go on loving what is good, simple and ordinary; animals and things... and flowers, and keep the balance true.
Posted by: Farmlady | July 12, 2009 at 02:33 AM
That was a quote on my first comment. The last line didn't post and I wanted to give credit where credit was due.
Posted by: Farmlady | July 12, 2009 at 02:36 AM
Hi Nina. This is Mary's (from ACROSS THE POND) granddaughter, Jasmin. I just wanted to tell you that you are an astonishing photographer. I'm absolutely amazed by your pictures. I love your jewelry but something I love even more is your adorable little puppy. Walter is one of the cutest dogs I've ever seen! I can't wait to see more pictures of him and your masterpieces. Please come and look at my blog when you have the chance.
_-Jasmin-_
from
LIVE LOVE LAUGH
Posted by: Jasmin | July 14, 2009 at 01:53 PM
Dear Nina, I have been working too much and not on here near enough and had to read back to catch up on everything going on! WHEW!!! First i am So very happy with all the new doings! Walter is precious! And gauging from your writing, so is Ben! It is wonderful to hear so much love and happiness in your "voice" again! Don't let anyone rob you of that, or us of your gifted writing! My husband and i own a restaurant, we are only too familiar with some people who are just miserable to the core and do their best to drag everyone down with them. it is a challenge to listen to the happy comments and pleased people and not to let the negative ones get in your head and take away all the good. But do it. Bless her, pity her and let her go! Focus instead on all the good in your life, for there is much! Hugs, Laura
Posted by: Laura | July 14, 2009 at 02:43 PM
i haven't been to visit for a bit but am happy to find that you have some new companions! and i love that you notice things like tiny toads and 5 leaf clovers....
peace
Posted by: jean | July 18, 2009 at 11:39 AM