To See a World in a Grain of Sand….

“To See a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour.” – William Blake

What does William Blake’s profound words mean to YOU?


Photography by Paulette L Motzko
Image taken at Huntington Beach Pier in Huntington Beach, CA

April 30th, 2014

204 a.m.

A Sketch Photo by Terrence Davis called “Fearlessness”

Usually when I come into my favorite Starbucks at Bella Terra in Huntington Beach, I run into a dozen people I know and it is a special place where those I don’t already know-I meet.

Terry came in with a bunch of porfolios of new artwork he did since I saw him last.

This one I especially loved called “Fearlessness”. What does it make you think of?

What does it make you want to write?

Try your hand out!


I will show it to Terry Davis.


Artwork by Terrence Davis

Photography by Paulette L Motzko

Donna Roberts Says…

Donna Roberts in The Romantologist describes the definition of being a true friend as one who “know the song in your heart and can sing you the words if you forget”….what a wonderful way to define friendship!

Paulette Le Pore Motzko

How nice it is to plink away again at lightning speed


This evening is the first time I can text with two thumbs (versus the one thumb I used with my left hand and arm was encased in fiberglass and bandages!) I now have a newfound thankfulness for the two things that make everything I love possible, which are my hands.

My idea of occupational or physical therapy for my hands is just making homemade bread again or meatballs, working on one of my books, speaking in sign language to someone, or my someone special a massage!
I have someone in mind, but they will remain nameless!

What topics would you like me to write about?

Do any come to mind?

Is there an idea you have for a story…if so, tell me!

Until next time- stay well and may you know joy up close and personal.

Paulette Le Pore Motzko
April 25th, 2014

Listen to Children’s Words (Jonathan’s Story)

There are times when I wonder what this world I coming to, and tonight was one of those times. Here I am sitting in the dining area at Target and I saw Jonathan walk inside and ask four different people the same question. (I could tell by the words he spoke-and the shape of his mouth when he said the words. It looked like he just wanted to borrow someone’s phone to make a call.)

Now Jonathan is a sweet fourteen year old kid who was selling Helen Grace candy bars at $4 each to help raise money for The Boys and Girls Club. I love the Boys and Girls Club and the good they do for children teaching teamsmanship, responsibility and raising money for helping keep kids in the inner city areas away from drugs and off the streets and instead active.. Those are good things.

If the four people Jonathan asked, before me, had simply dialed the number he wanted to call his mother-they might have found that out. I think people just typecast the poor kid, because people were walking around him, almost through him and barely noticed him. The ones he spoke to asking to borrow their phones-need their heads examined. It is a sad day indeed when you can’t help make a call for child-or listen to what they have to say to you. After all, we adults are their mentors, educators and those they look up to.


I taught kids of all ages, so I probably notice them a little more than others and also care about their welfare. When a kid-need to use your cell phone that means he is lost or there is something important he has to say-what should we do as adults? Listen-is my answer. Jonathan just wanted to call his mom but what if it was an emergency? And the other people didn’t let he poor kid use a phone?

What have we come to when people cannot stop to listen to a sweet kid and help them?

When Jonathan began to speak, I saw the look in his eyes and how shy he was and what a hard time he was having selling the $4 candy bars. He looked down and said “four dollars”-I know it is a lot of money. I gave him five bucks and he said, “You want the dollar back?” and I said “no” to him and he replied “God bless you M’am”.

What is the best part of this story?

Is it the sweetness of the Helen Grace Chunky Chocolate Bar I bought that is more than a candy bar, but raises money for some of the poorest kids helping to show them there are great things in store for them in this world.

The sweetness really lies in the sparkle in Jonathan’s eyes when he saw that I cared and liked him and said what a great kid he was. (And he is!)

He allowed me to take his photo and I told him I would write something about him and how I wish there were more “Jonathans” around. He thought the site Children Are Our Future Now was cool.

It is even more cool with stories about kids like Jonathan featured on it.

Have a great night everybody.

I am happy because as the 508 words are typing on my computer here, they are the first words both my hands have typed in many months, due to my cast being cut off my left hand yesterday afternoon.

My ring finger is still sore and my index finger a little sore but, in time, I am certain they will improve.

I wish you all peace and love wherever you are reading this.

Paulette Le Pore Motzko

If you always worry about who you will offend with your beliefs or with your opinions or worry what others will think of your ideas, you could either not do anything at all or become like homogonized milk-all blending in together. Let the cream rise to the top and your unique ideas and beliefs will too. – Paulette Le Pore Motzko

We are not all supposed to be carbon copies of eachother, with the same value system, heritage, customs, and ethnic persuasion. If each race in the world were a colored fabric, and were sewn together, it would form a masterpiece of a quilt where though each fabric is uniquely beautiful in its own right, connects together to form a something even more special.


Rose Quilt from the Tokyo Quilt Festival
Image found on Pinterest

I wish we would think of ourselves as the fabrics in the quilt-joining together, in the understanding that in doing so, you are not selling out on your beliefs but loving your neighbor because it is right and good-in any faith.

Paulette L Motzko


Image taken by Paulette L Motzko
Quote by Paulette L Motzko
Copyright April 2014

Say a Prayer For Lorne Robert Smith for a Miraculous Recovery

My friend Val told me about her brother Lorne having a heart attack and being in God’s Hands.
I thought, since about 70 countries read this site Monthly, I thought I could harness all of my wonderful, positive reader’s Prayer Power- however you pray. It doesn’t matter, there is no right way, but Your Way.
Say a prayer than Lorne’s heart beats regulate, the heart attacks stop and he can enjoy his wife and four children for years to come!

My brother Michael Le Pore had a massive heart attack and kept having mini ones. The doctors had given up hope and said “He’s in God’s Hands”. Next Sunday, I asked the Deacon at Blessed Sacrament Church in Garden Grove, Ca, where my parent’s and I went, if I could make an announcement, and he said yes.

I then asked if everyone in the church would pray a prayer for my brother Michael Le Pore that his heart attacks would cease. Next morning Mike felt world’s better, his heart beat patterns returned to normal and he was released shortly after.

Prayer works.

Written by Paulette Le Pore Motzko
Easter Sunday 2014


Photography by Paulette L Motzko

Paulette Le Pore Motzko

Paulette Motzko needs a room to rent urgently

Due to the unlawful actions of Nick F Belman changing the locks on the door, confiscating my belongings – (which I finally got, and are in storage), and being abusive, I have been without any place to live since last Friday. I stayed in a hotel three nights ago, but since it is mid month, and was supposed to have got the  30 day written notice- which would have given me the time I needed to find a nice safe clean place I could afford…

I stayed with a good friend last night and went to bed at 8 p.m. – as I hadn’t slept for two days…due to money running out.  Worked on my computer all night on my computer until the sun rose then spent the day at the social service office being pissed that if I had a child I would have got 5 days paid for in a hotel-like my friend Pat did. But, because I didn’t have children out of wedlock, I am penalized from a million programs and treated like a second class citizen. Not right and not fair.

By the way, all my friends are renting someone’s bedroom for $500 and $600 and have no room for me even on the floor! Southern CA is outrageously overpriced, and once I file a few court cases, I will probably pull the eject button outta this place and live in a state I can afford. I am still putting pressure on the Chairman of The Board of Supervisors to get the means to get my apartment with a HUD housing voucher making my rent $270. It takes two people to pay the rent here, unless you’re a pro type- engineer, doctor or nurse, teacher etc

Dollars and sense facts now:

I get paid $100 on Tuesday, from a marketing job I have been doing (unless I can miraculously round up more somehow)….getting news attention with my story is something I plan on doing too. I wrote Channel 7 Eyewitness News about my story yesterday after being denied countless programs based on the fact I was either disabled or childless. It is against my civil rights.
I got college degrees and stayed on the Honor Roll at two colleges instead.


I can pay as much as $400 a month for a room that is clean in a non smoking, drug free, bed bug, crime free environment. (I have seen my share of bad times and I am hoping someone will accept what I can afford so I can live in peace.

Call Paulette Motzko at 7147286037 if you have a room with a bed in good condition and dresser nightstand and lamp at a minimum and are OK with being paid a $50 deposit Tuesday and the rest after the first of May.
I can help with older kids, cooking-as long as it doesn’t involve chopping-due to my wrist and hand being in a cast still.

I have never ever been in this position in my life having nowhere to call home, being treated as though I was trash. I will be filing charges on the person responsible for it, but first things first- my survival.

Tomorrow is Easter Sunday and I have no where to call home. I hope by this evening that fact changes.

Paulette Le Pore Motzko

714 728 6037 cell phone, text

Please don’t just like this bulletin, come up with ideas of a roommate for me in CA!

I am doing the same thing I have been doing all week: making calls, asking around, looking at bulletin boards etc.

Any info is good info.

Easter Sunday 2014

I have been staying with a good friend of mine I have known many years, while continuing to look for the room to rent.
I might get on a bus and travel to Las Vegas where everything is cheaper.


Homeless in America

God bless you Gary Susich! Any time I wonder if God exists I find people like you and then you affirm He does. God exists in the hearts of good people like you!

Paulette Le Pore Motzko
Totally Inspired Mind: Where Positive Minds Congregate

Wonder by R.J. Palacios


I was browsing the bestsellers at Barnes & Noble… (One of my favorite past times).

I spotted “Wonder” by R.j. Palacio’s award winning first attempt at a fiction novel, which turned out to be fabulous. The more I read about what the book is about, the more I wanted to read.

It is a story of courage about a young boy with a facial deformity who longs to be treated like the other kids and who longs to be accepted for who he is inside.

Oldies but Goodies

So true this statement is. Before computers there were people who gained wisdom and insight, searched the Dewey Decimal system at libraries, used libraries and respected people. The older generation was not a throw away society as we are today. They thought more before they acted and didnt compare what they owned on Facebook, but were happy to have anything at all & were content with what they had.