When you look into the mirror, think not upon how others perceive you; instead, think about how God sees you. To Him, you are the most beautiful thing on earth. And that's all that matters.
Please feel free to comment. I'd love to hear what you think of my feeble attempts to convey my thoughts, feelings, and imaginings.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010


Its cold out.  I mean really cold!  Since when does the Okanagan sport temperatures of -13c and colder?  If I close my eyes and point my face towards the window, its easy enough to imagine that its a nice warm, sunny day.  But then my eyes pop open, and there on the ground, on the trees, on the houses and cars, is snow.  Quite a bit of it too for this time of year.  

Not that I'm complaining (much).  Snow's beautiful.  Its the cold that gets me.  I HATE the cold.  I think I was born in the wrong country.  I get cold around mid October, and don't thaw out till late March or so.  Whenever cold and snow hit, I feel like this little tree; just not ready!

Whenever snow hits, I get this intense and inexplicable yearning to go someplace warm; someplace where I can go lay on a beach in the sun, or at least walk around outside without a jacket on.  Ah well, If it didn't get cold out, there would never be a cozy fire in our fireplace...


Here's the view out my bedroom window...


Monday, October 25, 2010

Its raining....

The rain is falling gently from the water-laden clouds hovering just above my head.  The misty drops caress the red, yellow and brown leaves preparing for the last step of a year-long cycle.  
The clouds, with their heavy burden of wetness are sinking lower and lower, and coming to rest on the tops of the mountains, obscuring them in a fluffy blanket of white and gray.  A high-blowing breeze makes them creep along the treetops lethargically, as if they just want to sit and doze for a while but are unable to refrain from carrying on.  
There is a chill in the autumn air.  All around me, smoke drifts lazily from chimneys and mixes with the low clouds.  The aroma of wood fires mingles with the freshness in the air.  
Soft, peaceful music drifts towards my ears and through my soul.  Its a beautiful day!


I love the rain!  Give me a wet, melancholy, sleepy day over sun anytime!  Well, most anytime.  I do love the beach too!  But if its going to be cool and cloudy, it might as well be raining.

Pink and sweet... First cake attempt

Well, its not perfect, but its better than it would be if it wasn't at all...
This is my first attempt at making a cake that's more than just a round or rectangular cake.  Its supposed to be a hand bag for Eden's birthday.  I guess I'm fairly satisfied with it, and I'm pretty sure Eden will like it, so that's all that matters right now. 

I iced and began decorating it last night.  If I had known that the blue m&ms would melt and get blue dye dripping down the pink icing, I would've waited till today to do that part.  So I had some patching up to do.  But now I know for next time.


Saturday, October 23, 2010


"All is meaningless," says the Teacher, "utterly meaningless."
Ecclesiastes 12:9

Sometimes (for me at least) life feels that way; meaningless.  I don't know my purpose and calling here on earth.  I feel so restless and unfulfilled.  What's the point of dreams if there's no way they'll ever come true?  What's the point of dreaming if you must wake again to the monotony of reality?  What am I here for?  How can I prepare for the future if I have no clue whatsoever What I may be doing in the next year/decade...?

I'm tired of being bored.
I'm tired of having dreams that I can't turn into goals.
I'm tired of not knowing what I want to do with my life.
I'm tired of being alone.
I'm tired of monotony.
I'm tired of wanting the impossible.
I'm tired of feeling like I'm missing out on life.
I'm tired of feeling restless.
I'm tired of feeling unfulfilled.
I'm tired of being so busy and filling my life with things that don't make me feel better, but just distract me for the moment.
I'm tired of complaining about how I'm feeling.
So I'm done.
I don't have a solution to my problems, but my God does.
Maybe I should start seeking Him to fill the void inside of me instead of trying to fill it with all that is meaningless.
I tend to get so caught up in the way I feel and my 'problems' that I forget to keep my eyes on the One who put me on this earth and gave me a purpose.  The One who is calling me to greatness.
Perhaps its time for some repentance and a change of perspective.
Maybe everything's not so meaningless after all...

"Because of our faith, Christ has brought us into this place of undeserved priviledge where we now stand, and we confidently and joyfully look forward to sharing God's glory."
Romans 5:2

"No, dear brothers and sisters, I have not achieved it, but I focus on this one thing: forgetting the past and looking forward to what lies ahead."
Philippians 3:13

"But we are looking forward to the new heavens and new earth he has promised, a world filled with God's righteousness."
2 Peter 3:13

"For this world is not our permanent home; we are looking forward to a home yet to come."
Hebrews 13:14


P.S.  It's truly amazing how just writing this out totally changed my mood from being mopish and depressed to feeling hope and looking forward to tomorrow (or I guess later today...)

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Bolding Meme

I don't usually do these things, but I'd never seen this one before, and I was bored.
Everything in bold type applies to me.

I AM: happy. sad. a good friend. adventurous. shy. confident. procrastinating. a male. bored. anxious. clumsy. sociable. always punctual. selfish. intelligent. funny. a female. sarcastic. insecure. sick. beautiful. articulate. loud. kind. even tempered. honest. short. tall. medium height. proud of myself. loving. witty. down to earth. outspoken. determined. high maintenance. pretty. assertive. organized. selfless.

I HAVE: brown hair. blue eyes. curly hair. long fingernails. curves. braces. chipped nail polish. long legs. straight hair. a fringe. long eyelashes. sore feet. dark skin. green eyes. blonde hair. dyed hair. red hair. short legs. big boobs. rosy cheeks. wavy hair. black hair. a small waist. piercings. tattoos. big ears. short hair. brown eyes.

I LOVE: babies. flowers. summer. coffee. the rain. candles. incense. late night talk shows. insects. hugs. attention. the beach.chocolate. music. hats. harry potter. twilight. facebook. black and white photos. sleeping in. driving. narrating my pet’s thoughts. opening gifts. buying gifts. halloween. cute texts. apples. compliments. country music. hip hop. sushi. sports. art. singing. seeing my loved ones happy. surprises. sunsets and sunrises. horror movies. simon cowell. family guy. garlic. hearing somebody talk in their sleep. being right. kfc. abstract photography. concerts and festivals. tanning. over sized t-shirts.

I WOULD LOVE TO BE A: police officer. lawyer. doctor. teacher. fruit picker. mother. greenpeace volunteer. hippie. groupie. rockstar. footballer’s wife. therapist. singer. actress. diving instructor. lottery winner. company owner. housewife. nurse. builder. race car driver. website developer. an inspirational talker. music teacher. artist. chef. makeup artist. hairdresser. restaurant owner. homeless shelter volunteer. fitness trainer. vet. radio show host. band manager. fashion designer. producer. sound engineer

I LIKE TO EAT: fruit. vegetables. fast food. sushi. in bed. rice. sandwiches. subway. chicken. cakes. cookies. seafood. a lot. pasta. rice crackers. when i’m bored. cheese. ice cream. lunch. garlic bread. peanut butter out of the jar. eggs. lots of ethnic foods. pancakes. honey. bread crusts. low calorie foods. soy products. gluten free products. only when i’m hungry. toast .breakfast. pizza. chocolate. candy. perogies.

I DISLIKE: cold mornings. baths. people dissing my taste in music. people in front of me walking really slowly. having my personal space invaded. cleaning. going to bed early. wine/beer. religion arguments. coffee. the beach. rain. children. drama. gossiping. hip hop. cooking shows. drugs. cats. people singing happy birthday to me. school. selfish people. social networking sites. swimming. snow. eminem. seafood. one word text messages. awkward silences. alarm clocks.

I LIKE: Reading. Writing. The Beatles. True Blood. Demi Lovato. Miley Cyrus. Selena Gomez. Taylor Swift. Knitting. Crafts. Perez Hilton. Tea. Cats. Twitter. Cold weather. Tofu. Hummus. Adam Lambert. Muse. The Killers. Jay Leno. Conan O’Brien. Craig Ferguson. PCs. Macs. John Lennon. Jennifer Aniston. LOST. Marriage Equality. Michael Buble. Poetry. Yoga. Crocs. Peace. My hometown. Proper spelling. Proper grammar. Disney. Saturday Night Live. Stem Cell Research. Green movement. Adopting animals. Vegetarianism/Veganism. Jimmy Fallon. Learning new languages. David Bowie. Snow. Horror books. Fantasy books. Disney Channel Shows. Being pale.

I am a cuddler. I am a morning person. I am an only child. I am currently in my pajamas. I am currently pregnant. I am currently single. I am currently suffering from a broken heart. I am left handed. I am married. I am addicted to my MySpace. I am online 24/7, even as an away message. I am a little shy around the opposite gender at first. I bite my nails. I can be paranoid at times. I don’t like anyone. I enjoy country music. I enjoy jazz music. I enjoy smoothies. I enjoy talking on the phone. I have a car. I have/had a hard time paying attention at school. I have a hidden talent. I have a pet. I have a tendency to fall for the “wrong” guy/girl. I have all my grandparents. I have been to another country. I have been told that I have an unusual sense of humor. I have or had broken a bone. I have caller I.D. on my phone. I have bathed someone. I have changed a diaper. I have changed a lot over the past year. I have done something illegal. I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color. I have had major/minor surgery. I have killed another person. I have had my hair cut within the last week. I have mood swings. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.  I have seen the television show The O.C. I have seen The Lord of the Rings trilogy. I like the taste of blood. I love Michael Jackson. I love sleeping. I love to play computer games. I love to shop. I own 100 CDs or more. I own and use a library card. I read books for pleasure in my spare time. I sleep a lot during the day. I strongly dislike math.  I watch soap operas on a regular basis. I work at a job that I enjoy. I would classify myself as ghetto. I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free. I am currently wearing socks. I am tired. I love to paint/draw/sketch/sculpt.

I have/had: Graduated high school. Rode every ride at an amusement park. Collected something really stupid. Gone to a rock concert. Helped someone. Gone fishing. Spun turn tables. Watched four movies in one night. Been dumped. Failed a class. Dealt drugs. Taken a college level course. Been in a car accident. Been in a tornado. Done hard drugs (i.e. ecstasy, heroin, crack, meth, acid). Watched someone die. Been to a funeral. Burned myself. Ran a marathon. Your parents got divorced. Cried yourself to sleep. Cheated on someone. Been cheated on. Written a 10 page letter. Gone skiing. Been sailing. Had a best friend. Lost someone you loved. Shoplifted something. Been to jail. Had detention. Skipped school. Got in trouble for something you didn’t do. Stolen books from the library. Gone to a different country. Been in a mental hospital.Watched the “Harry Potter” movies. Fired a gun. Gambled in a casino. Had a yard sale. And a lemonade stand. Actually made money at the lemonade stand. Been in a school play. Been fired from a job. Taken a lie detector test. Swam with dolphins. Gone to Sea World. Attempted suicide. Voted for American/Australian Idol. Written poetry. Read more than 20 books a year. Gone to Europe. Loved someone you couldn’t have. Wondered about your sexuality. Used a coloring book over age 12. Had surgery. Had stitches. Taken a taxi. Seen the Washington Monument. Had more than 5 IM’s/online conversations going at once. Overdosed. Had a drug or alcohol problem. Been in a fist fight. Had a hamster. Petted a wild animal. Used a credit card. Gone surfing in California. Did “spirit day” at school. Dyed your hair. Got a tattoo. Had something pierced. Got straight A’s. Been on the Honor Roll. Your parents sent you to a shrink. Been handcuffed. Known someone with HIV or AIDS. Taken pictures with a webcam. Started a fire.

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Here's something to check out...

I can't decide whether this vid is creepy or awesome or both! I think I love it, and wanna do it in a Broken Glass concert someday! :P


Tuesday, August 24, 2010

So In Love...

Here's a song that I recently wrote...

I don't know if you understand
What you're doing to me
Just the simple touch of your hand
Distracts me so I cannot see
Anything that's around me
All I see is you

I have looked all over the world and found
There is no-one like you
One look from you takes my breath away
I'm so in love with you

This sweet anguish of passion
Is cutting me straight to the heart
The look in your eyes is heaven
And I feel the love you impart
Every day you astound me
'Cause every day is new


We'll be together forever and no-one can sever
The love that we share
You show me that I can know that
Wherever I go you will always be there

Written by Beth Dyck on July 24th 2010

New Blog

I don't know who reads this blog, but if anyone does, I've started a new(ish) blog about what I'd do with a million (or more) dollars.  I'll still be posting on this blog as well though.



Sunday, July 25, 2010

Let me hear your song!

Let me hear your song!
Originally uploaded by f. prestes
Was just browsing on Flickr, and came across this gorgeous picture from f. prestes, and thought I'd share it.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010


There are a few things I really want to happen soon in my life. One would be a husband, and another would be to see God come in His glory. Sometimes it seems like neither of those things will ever happen... Beth

Sunday, February 28, 2010

The Memory Of Trees

So Enya has this album called "The Memory Of Trees", and I was listening to it and wondering what trees would remember if they could think and feel,  see, smell, and hear.  I imagined them waking up from an enchanted slumber, and stretching limb and leaf toward the sky.  Feeling  the sun, they'd think, "What is that warmth on my leaves?  Oh, sun, I remember!"  They'd wiggle their roots in the cool, hard dirt, deep below the grass.  They'd say, "What's that I hear?  Birds!  Water!  I remember.. I remember!"  So, while I was listening to Enya, I decided to write a poem; a poem about 'The Memory of Trees...'

Sun and rain, wind and snow
In the memory of trees
Long green grass grows far below
Branches moved by breeze
Flood and drought, fire and storm
Did these old boughs mar
These trees with time and trials formed
Lithe and strong, yet scarred
Branches stretching to the sky
Reaching for the sun
While far below the soil lie
Roots entwined as one
Birds on limbs and branches nest
Bees in hives abide
Squirrels in nooks and crannies rest
Hiding nuts inside
Hunts and wars, and lovers' trysts
Encounters more than these
From lifetimes past, do still exist
In the memory of trees


Sunday, February 14, 2010

Fade Away

I close my eyes, and I see you standing before me.
I reach out my hand to touch you. Eyes and fingers trace every detail of your face, yet somehow, you remain a mystery.
We embrace; bodies together as one, cheek on cheek. My arms encircle your neck, and yours about my waist, yet I feel no warmth. I feel nothing but longing.
You smile tenderly on me. I wonder, who are you? You are an enigma. So close I can almost touch you, but too far away to know you.
My eyes open; you fade away like a memory.


Monday, February 8, 2010

Daydreaming... Again...

Ah, if only I had the ability to make my daydreams come true...
So the other day I was putting on my makeup, and started thinking about what it would be like if I were going to the Grammys, or the Emmys, or the Golden Globes...  If I were rich and famous... a celebrity...  I'd set up something; maybe have someone I trust in a few cities I visit give me the name of a girl who is perhaps at a disadvantage somehow; poor, picked on, low self-esteem, terminal illness possibly... Someone who would really enjoy getting dressed up and treated like a princess for a day, but not ever getting the chance to.  I'd take that girl, buy her a gown, get her hair and makeup professionally done, maybe a mani and pedi as well...  And I'd take her down the red carpet with me.  I figure once you've been to one or two of those things they'd get kinda boring, like they're all the same... maybe I'm wrong.  But anyway, it would always be new this way, because this girl with me would be excited and seeing it through new eyes...  And it would be a great time...  And that's my daydream.  And if anyone reads this and thinks I'm silly, please don't say so...  Because I like to dream.  And that's all this one will ever be... A dream; a nice thought.