Gypsy Girl

Self
Originally uploaded by Amelia Bedelia.

I'm so Boho.

Hippie Chic

I mowed the lawn today. I used to love doing it but that was before I had to. Now that I have to the jury is still kind of out. It only takes me a half hour to do the front and the back, so I'm not going to complain about it. I just wanted to mention it. I mowed the lawn in the sunshine though with my Gypsy scarf on my head. I felt very bohemian and decided that's a great feeling. I mean, I was looking pretty hot mowing the lawn in my scarf. Laugh, I guess if you have to do a chore you aren't sure of, then you should at least feel like you look good doing it. Next up, what to wear while cleaning the fish tank.

Just laying here thinking...

So, it's 1:30 in the morning and I'm still up thinking about some things I've read recently or otherwise come across. Due to this I've decided to 'publicly' take a stand on an issue, even if it is only for my family to know where I'm at on the subject.So, here it goes... I am a Mormon, who happens to be a woman. Not a woman who happens to be Mormon. The important distinction in this is that I find liberation through the Atonement of Jesus Christ with its genderless hope for redemption and eternal life. My faith allows me direct access to God through personal revelation, prayer, a relationship with Christ’s atoning grace and individual application of the scriptures. I don’t think of myself as a woman in the context of the gospel, I think of myself as a person. I am not a woman getting ready and going to church on Sunday, I am a person getting ready and going to church. I want the world to see me and Mormon women everywhere for the complexity of our spirit, desires, aspirations and personality. I am not a stereotype! I am not a symbol of fundamentalist gender oppression. We as Mormon women are teachers, professors, nurses, doctors, athletes, artisans, journalists, singers, gardeners, poets, authors and businesswomen. But first we are daughters, sisters, wives, and mothers and most importantly, we are “women of God… [who] not only speak because we have the right, but justice and humanity demand that we should.” A wonderful quote that sums it up… “For though some would portray us as dowdy and dominated rather than the dynamic, radiant women we are, no woman is more persuasive, no woman has greater influence for good, no woman is a more vibrant instrument in the hands of the Lord than a woman of God who is thrilled to be who she is.” Amen Sister.

Climb, Climb, Climb

Last night I climbed after work with my friend M. It was fun because he pushes me to climb harder ina way that doesn't make me hate him. We were on the lead wall and I chickened out where I always do. I have a mental block at that one point. We spent the night taking 'whipper' falls instead. We then practiced our 'hangin' technique. You hang straight on a bar for as long as you can until your hands can no longer hold on and you just have to fall. I didn't last quite as long as I'd like but it's fun to work at it. today, we are off to Maple Canyon along with everyone else in the world, but it should still be fun to get out in the sunshine. If we don't climb, there is always hiking. Tonight, it's either a BYOM bonfire or um... something else. I'm not sure yet, but I'll keep you posted... get it? Posted? Hah!

Lord, Help us!

My. Oh. My. So, earlier this week I went out to dinner with J., who is the cousin of my good friend J. It was great getting to know her and getting all sorts of skinny on J. She comes from the same religious background as J. does and so I'm excited to get to know more about what he believed through her. I think that a persons faith is such an integral part of a person, in order to truely understand someone it's important to understand how they were raised to belive. It influences so much of a person, their outlook on life, there perspective on situations, even how they interact. I'm glad to see that Cousin J. has a strong, personal relationship with her Heavenly Father. That's so important. I'm so thankful for mine. If I had one wish for my Gypsy it would be that he would come to realise his own potential. That he would remember that he is a Son of God, a God who loves him and wants what's best for him. I would love for him to be secure in his divinity.

I'm BACK Baby!!

Here we go again! Get ready for the ride of my life!!

Iditarod Iditiot

Iditarod Iditiot
Originally uploaded by Amelia Bedelia.

Here is the first of many of my Alaska Iditarod Adventure pictures. More to come, I'm sure.