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Cultivating Femininity Series

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So what I’ve been dreaming up the in past while has been writing about femininity. It’s a topic that I think intrigues every girl, because, well – femininity is part of every girl’s identity. Even the tomboy desires and possesses certain feminine characteristics- such as the compassionate, impulsive heart of Jo March and the courageous, unselfish heart of Ocie Nash. It’s part of what makes them so beautiful and attractive to us.

Little girls play with dolls and have a general passion for pink, for ballet, and for tea parties and playing house. Many teen girls care about school, dances, make-up, clothes, how they will appear to boys their age, their conversations, their friendships. Older ladies talk about their children, their marriages, their jobs, how they can contribute to the lives of others and how others are affecting their own lives. I think the interests of girls at every age point to something deep inside them, at the centre of their hearts. It is a “richness of sensitivity, intuitiveness, generosity and fidelity.” (Pope JPII, Letter to Women, 1995)

Girls in the past used to be instructed by their mothers or governesses on how to be ladies. We see in stories such as Cinderella and the Twelve Dancing Princesses (at least, the Barbie version…) that fathers would even re-marry after their wives died simply to be able to provide a good model and instructor for their daughters, someone who would teach them how to act with grace and elegance.

flowersOver the past years, I’ve been trying to find ways to become more feminine. Sometimes I’ve been inspired by characters in book, movies, or history; other times, by girls’ blogs and yes, Pinterest boards too. But what I’ve looked for, and haven’t been able to find (yet!) is a blog dedicated to ideas all about simultaneously growing in holiness and in femininity. So I hope that through writing this Cultivating Femininity Series, I shall be able to meet readers and bloggers who are also interested in these topics and we shall have grand conversations via posts and the comment thread!:)

There’s so many ways to grow as a person and as a daughter of God, while learning about life, having fun, and pursuing holiness and ultimate sanctity. Now, with a little motivation and a good time, we can blog away, make friends, and work on our pathway to becoming saints!

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Why Blithe?

This blog has undergone several title changes. Starting out as Birdsongs and Fairytales, then re-named Soaring High, and most currently called Blithe, each title has captured what this blog is going to be about.

So, why Blithe?

Because blithe means happy, or joyous. It brings to mind an innocence, a spirit full of genuine simplicity and pure happiness. When I hear the word blithe, I think of looking out at God’s creation and being filled with awe at the wonderfulness of it all. So I thought blithe would be a fitting name for this blog, because I hope it will be a place that will inspire both my readers and myself to become increasingly happier individuals everyday.

main_joy_0Joy is a virtue. Every Christian should be filled with joy and an appreciation of the people and creation around them in order to be a true Christian. We all have a special calling to bring happiness to others. And I think girls especially are endowed with the task of sowing joy into people’s lives.

I hope you will join me in this journey towards becoming blithe and joyful daughters of the King!

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Interview (Mis)adventures

It’s funny how easy it is to find character inspiration… especially when you aren’t looking for it.

Just this morning, I had a job interview downtown. I realized I had forgotten to bring a watch or a phone with me and looked around on the walls, hoping to see a clock. There was none.I was getting panicky… should I continue to wait in the foyer or should I enter and look around for my interviewer? There was no receptionist and it looked like the hallway to the interview room was locked. There was a doorbell. Should I ring the doorbell? Would that be stupid? Maybe it was only meant for particular people. Should I wait? If I did, would I be late? Would the interviewer come out looking for me? Would the receptionist call me? My head was a NASCAR racetrack as a million questions raced through my head. (It’s safe to say, I haven’t had many interviewing experiences)…

old_clock-wallpaper-1920x1200 An older couple entered the room, and I greeted them with a friendly hello. Then I went back to nervously waiting and rebuking myself for forgetting to bring some method of telling time. It occurred to me I could ask the couple for the time… but should I? I had walked in 15 minutes early… Sure, I could ask them once. But in a couple minutes I would need to ask them again (when I’m nervous, my time-telling skills get all jumbled up) How awkward would it get asking them three or four times in a quarter of an hour?

Then… I spied it. A watch on the man’s wrist. And he held it… just so. I could read the time if I tilted my head and glanced at it for a moment.

I tried not to look too creepy.

Finally, after a few discreet glances, I smiled sweetly at the woman and asked if she knew whether the door was unlocked? “They told us it opens at 10,” she replied with an accent. “Are you going for an interview?”

When I replied in the affirmative, she continued “You be strong, don’t worry about what they say. Don’t let them worry you. Show you’re confident. You can do it… just walk in there, and God will be with you.”

A young woman walked into the room. I recognized her from some research I had done on my job. Lovely red, curly hair and an attractive, pretty face. Was she about to be interviewed? Or was she my interviewer?

“Go ask her,” the woman next to me prompted. A bit too loudly.

“Go on,” she encouraged.

“Yes, I will,” I replied, while making up my mind that I would wait a couple minutes. Just so as not to give the impression that I need instruction from strangers on how to ask other strangers about how to enter a hallway.interview

“Go ask her,” the woman repeated. She was a lovely lady and I was charmed by her considerateness for me, but I wanted to make a good impression… approach the girl as a result of my own initiative. Interviews are all about good impressions. I was going to showcase my initiative, my social skills, my communications talents, my leadership in getting up from my seat, walking over to her, and asking the astute question...should I go in now? I’m sure I would have awed her with my brilliance, but she accosted me first.  I walked in after her through the door… 3 minutes early, according  to the man’s watch.

She left for a moment to find my other interviewer, and in the meantime I seated myself and admired the large windows, spanning across the entire wall. My curiosity and writer’s instinct (ever on the hunt for story inspiration) were picqued by two men some distance away. They looked like they were having a heated discussion. At least, one was. The other was more subdued and, after a few moments, walked away.

The angry man lumbered closer to my window. His movements were uncontrolled and I wondered if he was drunk. There was nobody else outside and his back was turned to me but I could hear him still shouting, though I could not make out the words.

Then, raising his arms, he yelled: “she’s dead! she’s dead!” in a voice of remorse, anger, hurt, hopelessness? But none of those words can describe his voice. My heart all of a sudden reached out to him.

Just then, the interviewers re-entered. I tried to focus, and managed decently. Sometimes, in the middle of my sentence, I would hear yells and would inadvertently turn around to look, and one time I saw him, hands cupped at his brow, peering in at us throughwater_hand-500x336 the window.

I didn’t see him as I left the building. But I hope that he will be healed from whatever hurt or anger he is carrying in his heart. And perhaps his pain will be captured, some day, in the life of a character in one of my novels, and perhaps then it will be set free.

Because that is the job of a  writer. Find the pain in the world, capture it, and wash it clean. And behind the scenes, it is God who makes it pure and beautiful.

 

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Hiya Again!

COME AWAKE! COME AWAKE! COME AND RISE UP FROM THE GRAVE!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3_NrB2iBqh8

Well, I am baaaack!!!! kind of. I guess it seems that I’ve kind of fallen the face of the earth… or at least off blog world. I’ve been super busy during the past few months with pro-life activism- barely a moment to breathe, and so my poor blog has suffered the effects, neglected and abandoned as it is. But I do love it and it feels so good to be posting again! And I have Meggy from Magic, Ink, and, Dreams to thank for that! She tagged me for Famous Women of the Week! 🙂

And, in explanation of the opening lines of this post…. I spent my weekend- guess where! AT STEUBIE!!!!! Had an absolutely beautiful and incredible three days at the Steubenville Conference, perhaps some of you dear readers may have gone also. The experience is phenomenal. Since I came home Sunday night, I’ve been so full of joy and happiness the past few days, and Jesus is so powerful and loving and close!! Yep, He’s pretty awesome and amazing, for lack of sufficient words!!!

Okay, I’m going to do my tag thingy now! yay! I’ll post it in a while today! 🙂

+JMJ+

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July 4, 2012 · 4:38 pm

Letters4Life Canada

The Canadian version of the letter campaign: http://www.letters4life.ca/

Let’s write 100,000 prolife letters to end abortion!

In Canada, 100,000 children die every year because of abortion.

100,000 letters could change that.

Do you want to make a difference?

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1 Million ProLife Letters!

Some teens in the States have organized a campaign, called the 2012 Pro-Life Letter Writing Campaign, whose goal is to write 1 million letters to the President opposing abortion. This is the last week of their campaign, so if you could help them out, that would be great!

1st step: Write a letter and address it to:

The White House
1600 Pennsylvania Ave NW
Washington, DC 20500
step 2: send your letter and take the survey: http://www.surveymonkey.com/s/3N57QY5

you can find a form letter and more information on the site: http://theteenagelifeclub.blogspot.ca/#!/

Be a voice for the voiceless.

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Sunlight and Shadows

We all seek happiness and meaning in our lives.

We all have dreams, passion, lives…lives that were meant for living.

But too many times, we fall.

Too many times we linger in cold, dark shadows, even when the warm golden rays are but a step away. All we have to do is step into the light. But we lack the courage to show ourselves as we are, with all our faults and blemishes and imperfections. But why are we afraid? Open your eyes, reaching out His hand towards you, a bearded young man arrayed in a brilliant robe of white steps into the darkness, dispelling the night.

Take His hand. Let Him draw you into the light. With Him, you will find morning. With Him, you will discover meaning in your life. He will lead you, protect you.

Just take His hand.

Hold on. And remember always, you have two hands for a reason- one is to hold on to Him and the other is to reach out to the rejected, the unwanted, the unloved.

You will never again be alone in the darkness.

He has made you a child of His light!

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