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About Me

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I should get more sleep, eat more protein, and be more organized, but I'd rather watch the stars, eat chocolate, and write poetry. That's why balance is a beautiful thing.

I want to live simply. To love fully. To be the hands and feet of my Father and make the amount of time I've been given on this earth count.

p.s. my fiance is SO.cool.

My Interests

The Father, the Son, the Holy Spirit, Jeremiah Miller, midwifery, obnoxious laughter, handmade paper, spelling words Canadian-style, mud wrestling, running, hiking, dark chocolate, the colour green, music, writing, green tea, green food, and orange juice with extra extra extra (mostly) pulp

I'd like to meet:

the poor. the widowed. the orphaned.

"...to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair..."

...and someday, little millers.

Music:

is wonderful.

Movies:

Life is Beautiful, Anne of Green Gables, The Princess Bride, The Passion, Pirates of the Caribbean, Hotel Rwanda, The Phantom of the Opera, Zoolander, Beauty and the Beast, Pride and Prejudice, August Rush, Freedom Writers, The Little Drummer Boy

Television:

is not something I'm fond of, with the exceptions of Extreme Home Makeover ... and Project Runway.

Books:

Bible, Stargirl, Hope for the Flowers, The Hospital by the River, There is Always Enough, Jane Eyre, Pride and Prejudice, Where Have all the Mothers Gone?, The Little Prince, Oh the Places You'll Go, The Secret Garden, The Secret Life of Bees, Velvet Elvis, What's so Amazing about Grace? (visual edition), Love You Forever

Heroes:

~Jesus, for turning my ashes into beauty.

~Those who are dedicated to pursuing their passions and inspiring other to do the same.

My Blog

mirror, mirror

This is one of my favourite poems, and I think it’s worth sharing:A young spring-tender girlcombed her joyous hair’You are very ugly’ said the mirror.But,on her lips hunga smile of d...
Posted by co(u)rt on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 03:44:00 PST

.refocusing.

As you may or may not know, but may have been left to assume considering my severe lack of consistent blogging, writing has not come easy for me as of late.  I seem to drift in and out of creativ...
Posted by co(u)rt on Wed, 12 Mar 2008 01:25:00 PST

.magical threads.

I have a long-term memory that is superior to most (don't worry, I have an absolutely awful short-term to make up for it). Conversations, images, smells...it takes the simplest thing to bring me back...
Posted by co(u)rt on Sun, 23 Dec 2007 09:02:00 PST

.its gonna be worth it all...

It's time for an update, dear friends, family, and whoever else who may happen to stumble upon my journal....it's 1 am (so please forgive me in advance for typos, grammatical errors, and lack of charm...
Posted by co(u)rt on Wed, 28 Nov 2007 10:11:00 PST

.hope.

Isaiah 40:29-31 ...He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak... Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall;but those who hope in the LO...
Posted by co(u)rt on Sat, 24 Nov 2007 09:00:00 PST

.ode to pilates.

This post is dedicated to the wonderful form of exercise known as pilates, which I hope to still be doing when I look like this:See? Pilates keeps you looking beautiful forever!...
Posted by co(u)rt on Tue, 16 Oct 2007 07:44:00 PST

.autumn ramblings when i should be asleep.

Tonight I enjoyed quiet for the first time in a long time. It's not that I haven't wanted to enjoy it, it's just that there hasn't been any as of late to enjoy. Or maybe there has been, and I was too ...
Posted by co(u)rt on Sun, 16 Sep 2007 08:53:00 PST

Searching to be Found

Sometimes searching for you seems as vast an undertaking as searching for a single grain of sand on the shoreline, a single drop of water in an ocean, a single blade of grass in a field. Sometimes, li...
Posted by co(u)rt on Mon, 13 Nov 2006 01:11:00 PST

.in his hands.

A saint's life is in the hands of the Father like a bow and arrow in the hands of an archer. He keeps on stretching until He sees His purpose is in sight...and then He lets the arrow fly.....(Oswald ...
Posted by co(u)rt on Tue, 16 Oct 2007 05:34:00 PST

Lists, Lessons, Life

"Doesn't everything die at last and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?"-Mary Oliver I want to do a lot of things. I'm a chronic list-maker; I have lists...
Posted by co(u)rt on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 07:39:00 PST