Bella gets a TeePee >>>

 Yesterday afternoon I got a spark.  I made a split decision to get out of my pjs, put on my workout clothes and tennies, open my windows and turn up Bob Marley, grab my hula hoop and go outside.  I hooped for a while, then I ran laps around my backyard.  Then I rearranged everything in my backyard.  Then I came in and ran across these dowels in the garage I had set aside for making Bella a teepee.  I put together a quick makeshift teepee for her.  Staci, your beautiful shawl has already come in handy!  Ha ha!  I caught Bella making lots of funny faces too :)  Im not sure she loves it as much as I do, which I figured would be the case, but thats okay.

 I also took her binky I made her off of her bed to clean it.  She gets it caked with fur!  I decided to just keep out on the floor for her to play on instead. 

 A few weeks ago James hung her play toy off the back of the couch and she freakin loves it there!  Weve had this thing for years and she never really paid much attention to it.  Now we here the little mousey chirping several times a day from her laying there hitting it.  Its precious.  She is probably the laziest player Ive ever seen.  She always lays on her side and just bats at things, she is so funny!

I just had to share these few precious moments with our baby girl.  As I type this she is laying next me with her legs trying to stretch over the keyboard.  
PEACE,
 Laura

Releasing our fears >>>

Last night we built our first fire in our house in honor of the winter solstice.  It was soooooo nice, and I soaked in the feeling of glowing red cheeks and the wonderful aroma of wood burning.  There is not much quite like it.  We used to make great bonfires at my parents house and I always loved the feeling of standing around a fire next to people you love, just watching the flames roar.  Our first little fire was not quite as monumental, but special for sure.  We had to make about 6 trips outside to gather more semi-dry twigs and it felt like a little mini adventure each time.  It reminded me of the days when I was growing up and my parents just had a wood burning stove, it was one of the super cool old free standing cast iron clawfoot kind, beautiful.  But not so pretty when your a kid and you dont want to gather firewood or only sit in one spot in the house to be warm.  

I kicked back for a while and attempted to read, but was more enamored with watching the fire.  Im using an adorable hand knitted bookmark gifted to me by a sweet friend.

Last night was so very special b/c James and I celebrated the winter solstice together for the first time.  Lately I have really been looking more within thank I already usually do, and keep finding myself landing in all of these places, through books, through blogs, through conversations with good friends, that are taking me on this new journey of openess and healing.  Ive gone through this kind of point in my life several times before, call it a growth spurt, an emotional and spiritual growth spurt.  There are usually alot of growing pains associated with growth spurts.  Alot of coming into a new version of yourself that is new to you, but one that you could not refuse to enter into, like going from a child to an adolescent.  It just kind of happens as the wind blows and you cant stop it.  I touched a little on some of the things moving in my soul in my cosmic shifts post.  One soft spot I landed on was Pixie Campbell's blog Pink Coyote.  I was telling James that I was going to do my own little releasing ceremony by the fire and he wanted to join me!  I was so excited and greatly surprised.  So last night after the fire burned for a while, and we ate some leftover pizza by the fire...  we took some time to write down some things we would like to release from ourselves.  Old habits, fears, things blocking us from moving in the directions we know we want to be in, old friends, things that no longer serve us.  Then one by one, we shared the things we wanted to release to each other.  This was the really healing moment.  I was very impresses with the things James shared.  Then we wrapped them all up in the little bundles and burned them in the fire.  It was such a beautiful moment, and one Ill never forget.  I hope to continue this each year with him, and maybe with a gathering of our friends. 
I love the list that Pixie made on her blog of things we can change:

Fear into Courage
Not Enoughness into Plenty                   
Old patterns of behavior into fresh responses and vulnerability           
Anger into Cleansing Breath
Sorrow into Hope
Grief into Rebirth
Loneliness into Circle and Support
Disempowerment into Confident Action
Creative Dormancy into Full Expression
Superficiality into True Being
Masks into Love of What Really Is
Shortsightedness into Eagle's Vision
Limitations into Possibility
Projections into Conscious Ownership
Stuckness into Movement
Depression into Light
Bondage into Freedom
Control into a Loose, Flexible Grasp
Obsession into Letting It Be
Anxiety into Flow
Fragmentations into Wholeness
Duality into Oneness
Shame into Acceptance of the Processes of Life
Mistrust into Trust
Judgment into Allowing

Did anyone else join in this time of celebration?  If so Id love to hear how. 

Oh, I joined Instagram (I got my first ipod) so if you want to join me its under lauramazurek.  Im not quite sure how it all works...

PEACE,
Laura

Bedroom Makeover >>>

 After my crazy room redo the other day (turning my sewing room into James music room) I woke up the next morning wanting to do it all over again.  So I spent the entire next day rearranging our bedroom.  It was mostly a matter of just putting the furniture in different places, but it made such a difference in my spirit when I walk into our room.  And it made it so much bigger!  It always amazes me, no matter how many times I move things around, the difference it can make.  I have always been a re-arranger, I just love it.  Now our bedroom feels like a cozy little nook that makes me just want to curl up under the blankets and read under my twinkles.  I think twinkles were the biggest thing our home was missing.  I always had them everywhere in our old house.  I moved my mom's big dreamcatcher over our bed to catch our bad dreams.

This is James and Bella's side of the bed.  I moved in James old bookshelf (although all the books on it are mine).  And now his robot painting really stands out!  I also brought in one of my daddies pottery vases he made, and put two similar feathers and a peacock feather in it.  And my new vintage kitty planter that was gifted to me by a friend.

My corner of the bed now has my huge photo collage I made for my mom's funeral.  It was up on my dresser before and I couldnt really see the photos.  So now I can lay in bed and look at her before I go to sleep each night.  


 I just had to share this sweet guy.  He has been eating outside our front window alot lately.  Most deer run off as soon as they even think somebody is around, this one, is a bit nervous you can tell, but goes along his business.  I snapped this photo of him from inside looking out the window at him.  He could see me, but not hear me or smell me, I think he was a bit confused :) 

 THE WINNER OF THE BLOWFISH GIVEAWAY IS:
 please email me at violet_bella (at) hotmail (dot) com.


Today is going to be an awesome day!  Ill tell you why later.
PEACE,
Laura

Scrabble Wars >>>

We finally broke out the scrabble board in our new house for the first time the other night.  I cant believe it took us this long, but now its on!  We take our scrabble playing very serious in this house!  My cousin bought us this portable board a few years ago and its just about one of the best gifts Ive ever received.  For our first game in the house, James won!  He is so cute when he wins (which by the way this was only the 2nd time he has won - muah ha ha!!! - sorry babe, had to rub it in)  He does a little dance, and doesnt stop grinning the whole night long.  He sings songs about being the scrabble king.  He is adorably victorious.  But let me tell you, when he loses, he is a soar loser.  He is all mopey, its so funny!  So we duked it out the next night, and I won.  It was an intense game too!  *If you are to play scrabble on a cold winter night - hot chocolate is a must*


Bella always plays with us.  She went from being the score keeper to trying to play herself :)

Here it is James, for the record, you beat me by one point!!! 

SCRABBLE WAR IS ON!!!

PEACE,
Laura