tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79523712024-03-13T15:11:41.327-04:00The Breathing RoomInhale...exhale...inhale...bow...
I choose to take a lot of deep breaths and bow my head in gratitude and surrender...as often as I can remember, that I may live my earthly existence with grace and peace and joy.
Always, in Love and Light.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger207125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-8340982027092031872008-10-01T20:28:00.003-04:002009-11-18T11:30:39.237-05:00i'm back!
the long hiatus is over.
come and visit me here at The New Breathing Room Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1155611908657598882006-08-14T22:46:00.000-04:002007-04-11T16:21:06.492-04:00Byedaddy and me singing "how did you know"on his surprise birthday and reunion celebrationphoto by patrick friasOn the second anniversary of The Breathing Room, I bid farewell to you, dear reader. But this is not really a goodbye, just a transition post, because I am dramatic like that. Heehee.It all started exactly two years ago to this day. I was writing a love note for my dad, it was for his Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1150702514305309942006-06-19T03:31:00.000-04:002006-06-19T03:35:14.380-04:00daddy's girl.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } daddy's girl, originally uploaded by iKat Kreations. My Dad and I.I was one year old.The year was 1969.I've yet to ask if the red bike's his.I think if was the neighbor'sAs my mom told me once...Lovin my red shoes. :-)LoveUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1150465585136681372006-06-16T09:33:00.000-04:002006-06-16T09:46:25.206-04:00Hiya, Toes!ohwhy the haiaut - haitus - hiatoes... *sigh*break, you ask?i'm tweaking my writing style.more like, my writing intent.so for my thousands of readers who lurkingly miss me: (i know you're out there because my counter's still moving! :) and I do have relatives, you know.)i'm still here *waves*and i'll be back.after my brief hiaitus haiaut - haitus - hiatoes ?!...tweak break.see ya soon, bebesUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1149322516892994092006-06-03T04:12:00.000-04:002006-06-03T04:15:17.816-04:00too much fun.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Flickr Fun, originally uploaded by iKat Kreations. flickr funat 4 a.m.you should go.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1148828756071682542006-05-28T10:59:00.000-04:002006-05-28T11:07:02.096-04:00...for javaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1148792232073500082006-05-28T00:30:00.000-04:002007-02-09T09:31:58.299-05:00the black dottell me what you seeyes, ma'ami, too, saw "a black dot".what do you expect?it was right in the middle of the white spacebesidesi am trained to look for, connect, press on the dotsi am programmed to see what's right in front of mei am predisposed to watch the swirling vortexthus inevitably get swallowed by itwholethe black dotit is so crisp and clear and, well...dottyhow could one not noticeright?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1148666251057647692006-05-26T13:54:00.000-04:002006-05-26T13:57:31.196-04:00normal day.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } normal day, originally uploaded by iKat Kreations. Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are.Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow.~ Mary Jean Irionquote from my angel of a cyberpalJen Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1148438520035672722006-05-23T22:39:00.000-04:002006-05-24T03:29:59.066-04:00you wear me out but i love you anyway*.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } you wear me out but i love you anyway*, originally uploaded by iKat Kreations. "Motherhood brings as much joy as ever, but it still brings boredom, exhaustion, and sorrow too. Nothing else ever will make you as happy or as Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1148301757019292812006-05-22T08:39:00.000-04:002006-05-23T12:38:33.990-04:00circle.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } circle, originally uploaded by iKat Kreations. Zero Circleby RumiBe helpless, dumbfoundedUnable to say yes or no.Then a stretcher will come from graceto gather us up.We are too dull-eyed to see that beauty.If we say we can,Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1147633531674439012006-05-14T15:02:00.000-04:002006-05-16T22:54:07.476-04:00happy moms' day mamay!.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } happy moms' day mamay!, originally uploaded by iKat Kreations. yup! that's my mommy.i think she was seventeen here and the year was 1961.this was taken during the holy week celebration called santa cruzanand because my momUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1147563175392194592006-05-13T19:30:00.000-04:002006-05-13T19:32:55.580-04:00grainy.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } grainy, originally uploaded by iKat Kreations. Relationships-of all kinds-are like sand held in your hand. Held loosely, with an open hand, the sand remains where it is. The minute you close your hand and squeeze tightly toUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1146972662580033342006-05-06T23:28:00.000-04:002006-05-06T23:31:02.716-04:00chains.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } chains, originally uploaded by iKat Kreations. “It is a mistake to look too far ahead. Only one link in the chain of destiny can be handled at a time.” Winston ChurchillUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1146718628301577642006-05-04T00:54:00.000-04:002006-05-04T00:57:08.436-04:00split in two and cracked all over.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } split in two and cracked all over, originally uploaded by iKat Kreations. "The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable."- Kurt VonnegutUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1146539751545471452006-05-01T22:41:00.001-04:002006-05-03T14:20:50.046-04:00Mighty Riverlast night was speciallast night i witnessed something beautiful and powerfullast night i was flooded with intense feelings of both joy and sadnessand i know i will never be the same againCanon 300EThere's a mighty river flowingThere's a mighty river flowingIn this placeAnd it's full of passionFull of powerFull of gloryIt's full of grace~ Hillsong********peacelovejoy~iKat********Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1146459793488873802006-05-01T00:54:00.000-04:002006-05-01T01:03:13.490-04:00All hail to Queen Kathreeni'm a queen! i'm a queen!well, according to super-creative and generous talent, Ellen, anyway.isn't that the cutest royalty you've ever seen?! nobody has ever done such a fabulous caricature for me. i can't stop grinning from ear to ear.thank you, your highness and i welcome the other new member of the royal blogroll. wooohoooo!!!(such a fitting ending for a very heartwarming funday. will Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1146339886806869452006-04-29T15:44:00.000-04:002006-04-30T19:18:33.466-04:00pucker up.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } pucker up, originally uploaded by iKat Kreations. i always liked my lips. everyone used to tell me how pink they were. i'm glad i liked them too because it was pretty much the only thing i really liked about myself Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1146333668944238742006-04-29T13:26:00.000-04:002006-04-29T15:46:37.590-04:00the cutest baby(ies) in the worldclick here quick!(together with MY cutest babies in world, of course.)thanks, punkinmom - who is my 4th blog reader in the world - for allowing me to share beautiful clara through your magical photography.always in awe of your gift, K.other cute flickr "babies" who i am gaga over ~proof_sheetaletheuomaryanne_bmy list of favorites is always growing.this world is so full of passionate, talented, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1146274371133768812006-04-28T21:32:00.000-04:002006-04-28T23:33:32.543-04:00Me, Going Bananas.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Going Bananas, originally uploaded by iKat Kreations. i mean thatL I T E R A L L Y.(just ask marge.)LOL“Motherhood has relaxed me in many ways. You learn to deal with crisis. I've become a juggler, I suppose. It's all a bigUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1146008883046366572006-04-25T19:48:00.000-04:002006-04-28T11:47:55.656-04:00gypsy in my soul.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } gypsy in my soul, originally uploaded by iKat Kreations.WHY,you ask? because you threw it all away one day a long time ago.because you chose to be a coward instead of following your heart.because you chose the safe path Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1144183031094773972006-04-23T16:34:00.000-04:002006-04-27T09:23:54.000-04:00hey, you. yes, You.Canon 300EThank you...For teaching me that following one's heart creates miracles in lifeFor sharing your brand of courage with me through your words, travels, connections and disconnectionsFor reminding me that imperfect is perfectly fineFor living your life with gratitude - no matter whatFor showing me your true colors - no matter whatFor looking at me with trusting eyesFor the willingness to Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1145727857939863002006-04-22T13:44:00.000-04:002006-04-22T13:54:39.950-04:00blue magic.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } blue magic, originally uploaded by iKat Kreations. i could really use some magic in my life right now...ahhhhhhbracadabra!!!bahar, thanks for sprinkling your brand of magic and brightening our otherwise drab morning, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1145559176854297322006-04-20T14:52:00.000-04:002006-04-21T13:40:48.300-04:00oona's bliss.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } oona's bliss, originally uploaded by iKat Kreations.Taken April 16, 2006 Canon PowerShot SD450thank you, oona, for showing mommy the whole sky that day. i love you, bella. "the creative person has to dissolve all shoulds Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1145543362874039552006-04-20T10:29:00.000-04:002006-04-27T09:26:36.226-04:003 trees, a sunset and a story about a camel's hoofprint.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } 3 Trees & A Sunset, originally uploaded by iKat Kreations. A Frenchman was crossing the desert with an Arab guide. Day after day, the Arab never failed to kneel on the burning sand and call upon his God. At last, one Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7952371.post-1145327625302924182006-04-17T22:33:00.000-04:002006-04-18T07:34:05.140-04:00light me up .flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } light me pls, originally uploaded by iKat Kreations. I had the chance to go do Visita Iglesia again after a long time. Visita Iglesia which means Church Visit is the Filipino religious' practice of visiting as many Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3