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Kiandra 🌻 Jimenez  Christian. Wife. Mama. Poet. Adjunct. New Weaver/Spinner. Gardener. Loves: yellow, poetry, joy, prayer & nature.

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Auntie's Angel Baby πŸ‘ΌπŸΎ || God out did the heavens with this sweet blessing. There is never a bad day, knowing God gave us you sweet Athena. You are a drop of healing, and I cannot wait for you to know your Auntie's love. πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’— .
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#auntielove #auntielovesyou #melaninpoppin #melaningoddess #melanin #melaninbeauty #beautifulbaby #beautifulbabygirl #babygirl #baby #beautiful #blessing #grateful #gratitude

Faith. || Morning with my Father and my heart is deeply encouraged. I've read these verses many times, but in the current context of my life they are ministering to me in completely new ways. It is the Living Word, the Living Water, the Daily Bread for a reason--We are always God's business, He is always speaking and guiding us, extending His grace and love, & meeting us where we stand. His plans are wilder, greater, taller, wider, & more amazing than any we can cobble together on our own. We just need to trust, have faith, & be obedient to His call.
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Last night Ee & I stayed up to 1 am planning our immediate future. We laid out our bills, our income, our dreams, our goals, and when we took an honest look at where we are, where we want to be, and how we are currently living we saw what is really possible. What ifs flew as fast as my fingers on the calculator, & soon I began to see how deeply God has blessed us, how much we can accomplish by working as a team and being better stewards of our blessings.
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I'm not just talking about our financial blessings/gifts, but all the gifts He's blessed us with. I've not been a good steward of so many things, or focused on my purpose & path.
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My life is full, I've become rusty with my hands and words, my debt has bloated, and yet I feel deep peace and comfort. I slept deeply and woke up feeling renewed and deeply focused. I fell asleep praising/praying, & woke praying with the same praise on my heart. Two words: But God.
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I'm giving it all to Him, letting Ee be the master budget and accountant he is, adding a sprinkle of my creativity and determination, and leaning on peace and faith that passes understanding.
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Our goal: Pay off $22k debt in 7-8 months, if not sooner. My numbers tell me that we can do this by December, and not compromise our holiday celebration. I'm eager to live aligned to my purpose, faith, & to sit back and watch what God comes up with next. He always knocks my socks off with His grace and wisdom and love. .
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#faith #faithful #faithingod #faithfulgod #believer #christianwoman #christianfaith #womanofgod #womenofgod #debtfreejourney

Our struggle tonight. || Two weeks of illness, work schedule changes, and parent life kept us off our routine, and we paid dearly for it. Endurance tanked, fatigue set in just 2 sets deep, and we were barely able to lift at the same weight as our last full leg day work out. At times I was so frustrated with myself I wanted to scream, or cry. Lesson learned. My appetite has been dismal, and guess what, my endurance tonight was just as ugly. As hard as it was, mentally, to accept the backslide and the consequences, it was good for me to feel the difference in my body. My energy, appetite, sleep, health--everything--has been less than stellar the past 2 weeks. 😞😒Give us a week, and we'll be back where we left off. I'm starving something serious. .
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#fitlife #fitmom #fitnesslifestyle #fitlife #fitparents #marriedlife #imalreadysore #legday #jellolegs #jellolegstomorrow #hungry #imstarving #hangry

Spinning Oregon. || For hours my heart has ruminated on humility, compassion, empathy, and serving. I'm worn down somewhere, around the edges of my ankles, there words puddle like the gorge, seemingly bottomless while fragments of me bob up, out of the waves. It felt like, like I was spinning air from water, like fishing wire to soon cast out and catch pieces of me. A fin. A scale. A thin bone. A piece off iridescent skin. I am for true. I am a poem, a tree on a basalt cliff. A tomato leaf. A bird chewed blueberry. Some kind of soft soul. Some incomplete tapestry of growing fields. Today's prayer is unanswered, but God is listening, and still writing me.
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I'm asking Him for more words, more colors, more humility and compassion, the ability to know when to say no to sharp edges and self care with soft vulnerability. And thanking him for a nurturing husband who never lets me sharpen the curves of my heart. πŸ’—πŸ’•

This is life. || a full week has passed since everyone's been healthy. It started with a face full of snot, tears, a finger pointing to a throat in pain. Every cold and flu symptom of almost every strain of illness has thrown itself around our walls, our bodies the past week. And like the champ he is, Ee was there, holding up a sick kid at midnight over the toilet, gathering soiled clothes, dosing honey and Dimetap, Rite Aid runs for twin humidifiers, saline drops, bathroom tissue, grocery store for soup and jello. He has done it all, never once complaining. Two days at home (so I could work), then three days at work, while not feeling his best, checking on us 3 constantly.
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Yesterday, we turned the normal corner, the day both kids could get back to school, walk the dog, and me not having to wait on both of them. Ee and I found ourselves at Target, after my writing class, and it felt like a small victory. Normalcy.
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This morning, the girl wakes us up, again, early, with coughing and water needs. He's up. He asks me if I'm ready for breakfast, then collapses on me to nap longer. I'm his pillow, he says, before snoring for 20 minutes.
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He's my rock, my safe place to fall. This is love. This is life. This is getting through and being grateful for prayers and grace and health. I'm in my old HS grad t-shirt (22 year old comfort), w/ bed hair, sleep in my eyes, yet with him I feel beautifully blessed. Because, love. .
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#bestfriend #loveofmylife #marriedlife #marriage #thickandthin #love #parentsbelike #weareexhausted #17yearsandcounting #reallife #grateful #gratitude

Friday Night Fun. #nerdlife || 2000 pcs. || I know coloring is all the rage, but puzzles are my favorite unwinding activity, especially after the week I've had.
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#puzzlelove #puzzlelife #puzzle #jigsawpuzzle #jigsawpuzzles #jigsawpuzzleaddict #puzzles #puzzlefun #puzzlegram #2000pieces #2000piecepuzzle

Garden work. || This will be my first time trying this plant food. I usually don't mess too much with fertilizing my veggies. But, why not try? Everything seems to be healthy, has weathered the onslaught of slugs and pill bugs and grasshoppers. (Thanks organic Sluggo!) Now time to thrive and fruit. I thought today would be a creative day, but who knows. I could not sit at the easel painting another second while looking at the tall corn screaming: "Feed Me!" Garden update coming soon. I need to feed and water before the heat hits! πŸ˜…πŸ˜“ And, I've got a sick girl in the house. #momlife
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#garden #gardengram #gardengirl #gardenlife #gardening #growyourown #growyourownfood #growsomethinggreen #gardenersworld #gardeners #gardener #gardenersofinstagram #gardenersofig #mygarden #gardenlife #gardeninglife #gardenlove #organicgardener #organicgarden

Weeks. What once took days. || I dare myself to dream now. All of me, all of my energy and creativity pours into others. Whatever I may dream to create, or the beginnings of a poem scribbled in a stray journal soon becomes words of encouragement to a student. Dream a poem, a painting, and out comes love. I only have life space for love.
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Last night I fell asleep before dinner. Cuddled next to Ee, I tucked my hand around his arm just to feel his skin for soothing, and slept off a grueling week. He didn't wake me, but at midnight I woke up whiny and hungry, wondering what happen to dinner. Rest ate it. I remembered drinking the fresh ginger and cinnamon tea he made me, but nothing else. I settled for ice cream with him, and then more sleep.
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I was feeling a little down Wednesday evening, drained from everything, I told Ee, "I need pouring into." I also asked God is He sure, is this where He needs me? Sure enough, He reassured me. The last 2 days students have poured into me. I've received tearful phone calls, thank you emails/calls, confirmation that I helped turn their lives around, "thank you for caring and seeing me", well wishes for Mother's Day, and a special note from my lead. A very special student said, "Thank you for being, we need more people in the world like you, & thank you for raising children." Just wow. All God, not me. Him putting me where He needs me, and me being obedient.
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I'm not the best friend these days. Texts, emails, phone calls are hard for me to keep up with. I give so much over to the kiddos I work with, and what little I have left I give to family. The best friend I can be these days is to myself--stealing time to sleep, be creative, or eat ice cream at midnight with the best husband God ever did create. (Sorry ladies) Ee's so wonderful, tomorrow should be his day too, for the way he is nurturing me through this current life season.
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I'm still adjusting, I'm bone tired, I'm often in a daze, there is little time to be "in the world," to create, to write...but God, I'm showing up for my students, and that is my magic this season, my offering, my heART. But now, art.

50 lbs. || Ee wanted me to see how strong these teeny arms are getting. So video. And my weird lift faces. 😩 We're about a month + into lifting together, holding each other accountable and we're seeing the gains in weights. I think I'll keep him around. (I don't know if I want to see the video of me working triceps, though. πŸ˜“) #starving

Quiet. || I stumbled upon a three year old Tanka diary yesterday, and fell in love, again. This morning, I spent a few hours alone with God, after a full evening of restorative rest. I'm still finding my way, my path, through so many new to me journeys. Learning to use new words, feeling this burgeoning spirit to tell, to listen, too. I just want to be at the loom, rooted on my sitting bones, and pray. Or at the spinning wheel, lulling myself with the whirl of wool. Or outside beneath the growing corn, praying alongside the wild lizards. But there are students to mentor, class to teach, yarn cakes to wind, and moments of reflection between sitting still and breathing in this moment. I'm quite giddy and hopeful to get time to spin this weekend, and the thought of that, the thought of a span of quiet stillness, and time to just be, which for me means creativity, well, that's quite inspiring in this moment. And yarn cakes--they are quite pretty and fun to wind when the hank of yarn doesn't tangle (seems like never). Three cheers for beautiful yarn that smells of water and earth and that rich smell of wool. Three cheers for Friday. Three cheers for choosing joy in whatever moment, season you have discovered yourself inside. Let's call all these journeys grand. And welcome them with full hearts. .
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#amwriting #believer #yarn #yarncakes #weaver #weaversofig #weaverfever #weaverofinstagram #weaversofinstagram #yarn #yarnlover #wool #woollove #woolyarn

Cosmos in Chaos. || My garden has become my art, my seasons long prayer and offering, my space to meet God, to witness His hand, to lend my own to the wellness of the earth, and those nearest me I love. Every morning, with my toast or oatmeal, I stand and watch the sun show up, full of grace for us, and bringing day. I watch wild lizards scurry and exercise themselves in the morning sun. I watch the hummingbird, when she believes herself alone, sit still her wings and bask in the shade. I watch the Swallowtails and Monarchs weave themselves through this small plot of life God's given me. I listen to the birds, pray God they don't consume my apricots and peaches, and then remember--none of this is mines. I grow myself, my family alongside the Mourning Doves who come nesting every year. If nothing else comes, if all stays or goes, if this is all or less of my lot, I told Him, "You are enough. God, this is great, but You are greater, and You are enough. Let this be my worship and my praise."
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#garden #gardengram #gardengirl #gardenlife #gardening #growyourown #growyourownfood #growsomethinggreen #gardenersworld #gardeners #gardener #gardenersofinstagram #gardenersofig #mygarden #gardenlife #gardeninglife #gardentour #gardenlove #organicgardener #organicgarden #tomato #tomatoplant #gardenersofinstagram #gardenersworld #gardenersofig #gardengram #believer #womanofgod #christianfaith #christianwoman #prayer

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