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Saturday, July 16, 2011

7 Quick Takes Friday (vol. 3)


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Comic Con was awesome, but you know what childhood dream was crushed underfoot? The ocean in San Diego is COLD. And it's apparently like that all the time. I weep.

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I designed the t-shirt for the y.h.o.p.e WYD trip. Want one? Let me know.


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People in airports are funny- FUN to draw!


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I stumbled upon a prayer service when I was trying to go for adoration @ Holy Spirit church in San Diego. I got to pray the rosary in spanish with them! Thank you God!

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One of my favorite prayers, The Litany of Humility available here

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For Fun. By: Chris Sanders


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OH YEAH. I won a first prize for the Disney Fairies Online Spring Outfit competition.
Here is my entry. (My prizes included a fairy mit, a fairy cookie cutter, and a fairy apron!)

Friday, July 8, 2011

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This series will be about seven women that I am privileged to know!

Sofi, My Sister
Rain or shine she is the only person I can have on skype and go about my business for an hour without having to say a word.
Strong. Hilarious. Constant.

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Ellie, The Giver
If I have to give away piece of chocolate I'll do it with a smile. Ellie will give you all the chocolate she has with joy.
Quirky. Compassionate. Playful.

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Leah,

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Linda
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Saturday, July 2, 2011

Dragging And Drawing

Why am I writing at this unholy hour of the night? Marc Barnes from Bad Catholic said he’d link people here and I panicked. I mean what if people actually took his advice and came over here and I didn’t live up to the recommendation? Most people who look at this site are my friends who love me no matter what silly thing I write or draw… Did I mention one of my main faults is caring what others think of me?

As I am thinking this I am reminded of all my faults and most burning temptations. In Marc’s last post “How To Be Good” he wrote about the fact that most of the time when he does something good he really wanted to do the bad thing and that not doing the bad thing wasn’t exactly joy-filled. Well, very often that’s me. I can take some compliments pretty easily like “You draw good” or “I like your dress” but the comment “You are so good” makes me cringe. Most parts of me are not good at all, and what is mostly good is still tainted a myriad of different things. I very rarely can say in full honesty that I did something good out of love of Jesus alone.

At times I have been able to say, “Make me a saint no matter what the cost!” This week I’ve just been saying things like “Let’s just get through today!” I’ve been dragging my feet. I’m in serious need of confession… not unlike most weeks. My spiritual discipline has been waning which infects all other aspects of my life. Word to the wise don't let your prayer time go or get smaller. While people celebrate the 4th of July I’ll be recovering much needed discipline.

DISCIPLINE > DISCIPLE (!!!)

Speaking of Discipline this piece I did last week that almost made me plop over my chair when I realized how many flowers I had to draw.





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Love,
Fabi

Monday, June 13, 2011

The Unknown: The Pit of Possibilities

Suffering is something we don’t like to feel. We avoid it. We mask it. We curse God for it. Suffering is a mystery to us. Sometimes we are the source or our suffering, and often we are subjected to it by factors we do not control.

When I am the cause of my own misery, I often avoid the fact that in actuality I have control over the situation. My pride gets in the way and so does my insecurity. First I have to admit that it’s my fault, then I have to drag myself (painfully) out of the mud and continue into the Unknown where there might be joy or suffering, but I will no longer be the making of it. The Unknown is a scary place for most people. The familiar, even if it’s no good is comforting in a twisted way, at least you know what you are getting. Whether it be a job, relationship, habit or attitude that weighs your heart down more often than not you have more control over the situation than you think.

In high school, I was painfully shy. I felt like a didn’t fit in and even though I desperately wanted to try out for plays I just didn’t know how to go about it and I did not know how to ask for help. If I could talk to myself back then I would NOT say, “take control and just do it and talk to people, it’s easy!” But I would tell myself to start taking small steps toward the kind of person I wanted to be: open and confident.

There is the temptation to say, “Well, that’s just me and I guess I’ll just be miserable.” It is an easy way to shoot yourself in the foot. Most likely if you are painfully shy you will not become a quick-witted stand up comedian, but you may learn to be at ease and joyful in others’ company. I say this because in college and especially after college I said, “screw it I’m breaking down these walls even if I make an ass of myself," and I ended up in a lead role in a play and making really wonderful friends at events where I knew just about no one. It was liberating… imagine if I hadn’t tried. It’s a cliché statement to say shoot for the moon because even if you don’t make it you’ll land on a star, but it’s really true. Don’t let the fear of failure control you.

Funny, I played Alice in that play. So thematically appropriate.

But what if I fail? You might, but you also might not. The likelihood that you’ll succeed immediately rises the moment you decide to try.

I spent forever trying to drag myself out of a relationship because I would look over the Pit of the Unknown and say that my situation wasn’t that bad. It was familiar and maybe might work out… maybe. When I realized that if I stayed it would never work out I jumped head first into a black pit of a million possibilities. I gave myself a shot at lasting joy instead of no shot at all. It seems like a no brainer, but unless you love yourself a decision like that can be near impossible. I think the most singular people I know are the ones who throw themselves into the Unknown regularly for the sake of something awesome.


So do it. Dream big. Don’t settle.

When suffering comes along the way look up at a crucifix and join your suffering with His. You are part of His Body and your suffering will not be in vain. His resurrection is yours as well. I didn't mean to be all preachy at the end but I know of no other way to endure pain joyfully.

Peace my friends,
Fabi

Thursday, June 2, 2011

7 Quick Takes Friday (vol. 2)


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I'm obsessed with the 80's TV show version of Beauty and The Beast. Linda Hamilton is the beauty, which took a little getting used (if you've seen Terminator 2 you understand), and guess who's the Beast? Dun dun dun... Ron Perlman... who I always prefer as something other than human. It's sad but the Beast and Hellboy are hard to compete with.

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I'm giving my first real talk ever at a retreat this weekend. I have to stand up and speak for like ten minutes. I was the child that called in sick when we had to give speeches at school. I'm excited anyways. I'm going to talk about what happens when we share our faith with others and how often our agendas are different than God's.

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I entered a Disney Contest to win a trip to Disney World :D All I had to do was draw a fairy in a spring outfit. If I can't win this I'll probably never win anything.

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I joined my local YMCA. Swimming it's been so long. I have missed you!

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BadCatholic is writing about Liturgy because I asked him too! Double Hurray! Read his first entry here

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My family is the best. Meet my mom, aunt and grandma.



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Another jewel, who knew that behind those bespeckled glasses is such refreshing and concise teaching? I mean I heard about it, but now I know what all the fuss is about.

Monday, May 30, 2011

Some Good

Small, battered, humble-breasted.
Prideful, loyal and selfish.
By all accounts I am a twisted face,
Contorted by desire, smoothed by grace.

Loved, neglected, ever-burdened
Oh shadows that surround me!
By all accounts I am a twisted face,
Contorted by desire, smoothed by grace.

Ugly, desperate, hopeful,
Shivering as darkness pricks,
Who will take me in?
Misshapen, but good!
There is some good!
I am ashamed.

By all accounts I am a twisted face,
Contorted by desire, smoothed by grace.