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Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Observation Point

Because I have no time and because this is what I do with my time, I'm posting this video I made of a hike I went on with a client last weekend....

Enjoy.

Observation Point Hiking Trail 1/19/13
from Cheryl Kanenwisher on Vimeo.

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Saturday

Saturday is all hype.

All my life I've been taught that Saturday is a special day, it's the day we get ready for Sunday.

Bunk.

Rubbish.

I refuse to allow Saturday to disappoint me any longer.

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I wish I was still anxious to get up and watch the Wile E. Coyote become a rock sandwich while trying to catch the elusive Road Runner.  I guess I should just get back to that mentality.



Although, that feels a little too familiar...

Can anyone tell me the appeal and use of this day?

Saturday, January 12, 2013

Feeling Alive Today

I am feeling so blessed to be alive today..  Even on this 18ยบ morning.

Yesterday I had a 'could-have-been scary' accident on a hike.  Without much detail, I will say, a very large rock fell on my head.

It was a piece of sandstone, that luckily shattered when it struck me. Later, at home, I found my shirt was completely full of sand as it had disintegrated all over when it connected with my skull.

Looking back there is a series of fortunate events, a.k.a, blessings that protected me.

For one thing, at the last minute, a friend and fellow co-worker of mine contacted me and asked if she could come on the hike as a 'friend' for the day.  It's not common for us to spend our days off, hiking with guests.  I was pretty grateful for the offer since I was feeling trepidation about this particular hike, which I now understand why.

Second off...it was freezing cold. I would normally never dare to call that a blessing, but hear me out.  Due to the moisture content in the sandstone and freezing temps, the rock is extra brittle right now.  Sandstone crumbles easily but this stuff yesterday was ripe for disintegration.  In a way, that's bad.  When you're using large sheets of sandstone as a hand hold and it literally falls away from a wall, it can be very scary and dangerous.  Which was the case yesterday.  I happened to be below the incident of mishap.  The rock came sliding down and shattered over my head.  Thankfully, it was extra crisp and fragile.  Had anything that size of real substance, like basalt or granite hit me, I know I wouldn't be here blogging about it.

I was wearing a hat.  Because of the freezing temps, for the most part, my entire body was wrapped in layers of clothing...including my head. Amazingly, I have no lacerations on my head, shoulders or back, where the majority of impact took place. I had a distinct impression shortly after I sat down to evaluate how I felt, that my hat spared me a potentially serious situation.

My hand came in handy.  I remember hearing, "watch out!" and instinctively I ducked my head and put my un-gloved hand up over it. So I now have a finger that resembles hamburger right now but better my finger than my noggin.

30 minutes prior to the accident, my foot started aching.  This is a normal occurrence, but for some reason I felt the need and took the opportunity during a brief break to take some Ibuprofen and Aleve.  Pain was minimal and so was the swelling.

After a brief break and self-evaluation I felt it was safe to continue on the hike.  I felt no pain or side effects almost at all for the duration of the hike. The freezing wind chill kept my fingers and head numb, dulling any sensation at all.

When I went to bed last night I was terrified that I wouldn't wake up today.  I kept rehearsing all the ways I'd been protected during the day and told myself that surely the Lord wouldn't take me after all that.  The rock hit the top right of my head.  I am a right side sleeper.  I can only breath through my nose, sleeping on my right side.  I can't emphasize enough, how much I can't sleep or breath in any other position.  As I was drifting off to sleep last night, I also had the distinct impression that I would need and be able to sleep on my left side.  And I did.  I slept well and without any trouble of breathing.  I knew that if I slept on my injured side, the blood in my head would pool to the right and cause pain and swelling.  I was spared, yet again.

I woke up this morning feeling so grateful and so aware of my Father's literal protection of me.  I am grateful for my existence.  I am beholden to Him and do not want to take my life for granted.



I realized last night, that I DO love my life.  I do want to live.  I'm grateful for the chance to do so...to live another day.

Monday, January 7, 2013

Fresh Air

Some times you just have to go outside, get some fresh air, and soak up the desert sun.

And crawl through every hole and tunnel in rocks.

And pretend you have your own pet rock turtle.

And make silly faces and stick your tongue out.




Because it feels good.

Saturday, January 5, 2013

Be


I've come to learn that nothing makes a mother's heart ache more than watching her children use their agency poorly.  There are consequences to every action and some of them are painful to witness.  This kind of suffering could have been avoided, but is certainly necessary.  

I want to BE the one who is steadfast.  I will BE the one who overcomes and shows her children by example, my testimony.

Be present.
Be real.
Be honest.
Be focused.
Be motivated.
Be sincere.
Be immovable.
Be tolerable.
Be patient.
Be forgiving.
Be repentant.
Be loving.
Be.

Thursday, January 3, 2013

The story of my life right now.  Already 2013 has begun quite differently than I planned.  But the show can and must go on.

And in the end, it's all worth it.

Source: ourwildways.tumblr.com via Cheryl on Pinterest


My Grandpa likened me to a mighty oak tree with deeply seeded roots and steady, standing and remaining firm.

I have also learned by trial and error that unless you are moving forward, you are moving backwards.  My 5th grade teacher used to always say, "Time waits for no man".  In my case, if I'm not vigilant and staying ahead of the curve, I fall behind so far that it takes valuable time regaining my pace.

Source: ourwildways.tumblr.com via Cheryl on Pinterest


My theme word for 2013 is:  Stand

Verbs of stand:
•  To be ready or available to act.
•  To remain loyal to; aid or support.
•  To keep or maintain.
•  To represent; symbolize.
•  To advocate or support.
•  To put up with; tolerate.
•  To watch over or supervise.
•  To take up positions for action.
•  To remain valid, sound or durable.
•  To side with; defend.
•  To STAND up with.
•  To be consistent with reason.

This word, Stand, is one of action. I want 2013 to be a year of maintaining and even getting ahead, rather than a year of making up for lost time.  I will Stand and not be moved.

Happy New Year.


Sunday, December 23, 2012

Early Christmas

The 3 Chick's Christmas came early this year.  We spent 2 days in San Diego.

The first stop was to see the Temple, which the girls ooooh'd and ahhh'd over.


Then it was off to tailgate with the BYU Cougars at the Poinsettia Bowl.


We then endured a nail-biting game until the Cougars managed to pull out a victory.




After all that excitement, and a good-night's sleep, we spent a few hours in Sea World. 




My two favorite things were:  Shamu and knowing that the dolphins performing are happy. Notice the sweet smile.


My girls weren't too old to love this place.



And then we were off to see the temple lights at night and dinner in La Jolla.



And the best part of all?  Even though we were confined and squished in a little car together...we were all together.  Merry Christmas to my Chicks.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012



Monday, December 17, 2012

Another Rainy Day

Rain or shine...





Snow Canyon is divine.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Someone's Gonna Get It

A couple of December birthday girls are gonna get these....


The gift that keeps on giving all year long...

Project one.  Check.
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