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How to Make Your Yearly Resolutions Stick this New Year

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The New Year is almost here ~ time for New Year's Resolutions....again! But how do I make sure that this time I will actually keep them? I need a plan. And a few good quotes for inspiration. Loved this one: One of the best New Year's motivators is the quote by Chinese philosopher, Lao tzu, who wisely said in The Way of Lao‐tzu, “A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.” The American Psychiatric Association (APA) offers the following tips to help families and individuals keep their resolutions for a healthy mind and healthy life: * Don't make too many resolutions.  * Pick a realistic, attainable goal with a reasonable time frame.  * Choose your own resolution. Make sure your goal is something that you want to accomplish for yourself and not just for friends or family.  * Make a plan and write it down. Writing your goals down is a good way to keep track of your progress.  * Involve friends and family. They can motivate you to keep going.

Cookie Points Up There...

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     I love spending time outdoors with my little bugs... ...what I don't love is seeing all the garbage people leave behind sometimes. As I'm walking my dogs I can't help noticing plastic bags, candy wrappers, an empty soda can... Pick it up! says a voice in my head... No way, gross! Why should I pick up somebody else's garbage?!     An old book from an antique store in Wisconsin, loved the cover.. .If it looked like this, I'd be garbage hunting all day. But it doesn't... I remember when Mikey and I used to go fishing and I used to pick up the empty beer cans, the fishing line and whatever else was left behind by other fishermen. It really bothers me. I can't enjoy nature with all that stuff lying around. And something else... Cookie points, remember? A friend of mine loves birds. He talks to them and always has a cracker or some seeds for them... Why are you always feeding the birds? I asked. I like them...  he said... b

Poetry. Color. Shape. Art

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Lovely little poem, supplies, new earrings, quotes I heart. A JEWELRY STORE NAMED INDIA If you hold this  Dazzling emerald Up to the sky, It will shine a billion  Beautiful miracles Painted from the tears Of the Most High. Plucked from the lush gardens Of a yellowish-green paradise, Look inside this hypnotic gem And a kaleidoscope of   Titillating,  Soul-raising  Sights and colors Will tease and seduce Your eyes and mind. Tell me, sir. Have you ever heard A peacock sing? Hold your ear To this mystical stone And you will hear Sacred hymns flowing To the vibrations Of the perfumed Wind.”  ―  Suzy Kassem ,  Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem Blogger is acting up again. I can't seem to get these pictures to align with the text the way I want to ~ and I've been trying for two hours now ~ any tips, anyone? How do you

"It can be somebody's and still be my own"

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That's the beauty of it. You gift them, sell them, but they're still your own. Recently sold     And gifted "I wonder at the starry pattern in the sky Are they little pieces of moon which want to fly..?”  ―  Munia Khan

First month on Etsy

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 My first month on Etsy as a seller , yay! I am an Etsian!  Have a look at my shop...eh, what say you? :)  Nice? Nah? Yeah? Maybe? Super cool? I know! My sister made me do it.                                                                                                                   The Philosopher's Stone. Sold.  I've opened my Etsy store back in 2012 but I wasn't ready to list anything yet. My stuff was not good enough  I thought. I've always been comfortable selling my jewelry local, in person ~ people see it, if they like it they buy it, if not, not.                                                                                                                                             Nomadic Soul. But my dear wonderful sister kept bugging me...C ome on, just list something in your store already! Can't you see that people are buying your earrings out of your ears?!                                                               

Simple soldered glass pendant tutorial for people with two left hands, like me

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All my past soldering attempts ended up in me soldering my finger tips and making a lot of mess. This time I think I got it. I can finally use my undrilled glass and gemstone pieces without having to drill them for hours (even worst than soldering). All you need is a soldering iron, flux, solder and some copper tape. First, remove any burnable or meltable items from your work area. Get a a fire extinguisher nah. I choose a cheap piece of glass for my first try, just in case it gets messed up. Make sure it's super clean. I cleaned mine with a paper towel. Wrap the edges with copper foil tape, peeling off the tape as you go. Plug in the soldering iron and allow it to heat up for a couple minutes. Touch the tip to a damp sponge to see if it's hot, not with your fingers. Apply flux to the copper tape with a clean brush This is the flux that I'm using. I don't know if it's the best, but it does the job. Melt the solder onto the tip of the iron and run it over t

Things I imagined, André Breton...

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Dreamy quotes by André Breton and some things I imagined and made... Objects seen in dreams should be manufactured and put on sale. The imaginary is what tends to become real... Everything tends to make us believe that there exists a certain point of the mind at which life and death, the real and the imagined, past and future...cease to be perceived as contradictions. I myself shall continue living in my glass house where you can always see who comes to call; where everything hanging from the ceiling and on the walls stays where it is as if by magic; where I sleep nights in a glass bed, under glass sheets, where who I am will sooner or later be etched by a diamond... The truth can only be seen when you close your eyes to reason and surrender yourself to dreams... There are fairy stories to be written for adults. Stories that are still in a green state... ...there is no longer anything fantastic: there is only the real... ...with the end of my breath, whic