3 Days 10 Hours Until Christmas…May It Be BLESSED!


Photography by Leonardo Valencia
Photo Editing & Graphic Design by Paulette Motzko
Copyright December 2014


Photos of The Wynn Hotel & Casino, Fashion Show Mall, The Most Holy Redeemer Catholic Shrine by Paulette L Motzko

Photo of Paulette Motzko by Thomas Wojiensky
Copyright November 2014

Photo Editing & Graphic Design by Paulette L Motzko
“Get Inspired” Photo Badge Promo for Totally Inspired Mind by Paulette Motzko taken at The Huntington Beach Pier, The Bella Terra Mall, and Ruby’s Surf City Diner in Huntington Beach, CA
Paulette L Motzko
Copyright November 2014

We Need a Little Christmas by Johnny Mathis & Star Filled Wallpaper For You


Do you need a little angel sitting on your shoulder too?
Listen to the words in this song…

Paulette L Motzko


This magical star filled image is a Christmas gift for you from me.

Image from Zedge

Paulette L Motzko
December 2014

This is my jam: We Need A Little Christmas by Johnny Mathis North Pole Radio ♫ #iHeartRadio #NowPlaying http://www.iheart.com/live/6734?cmp=android_share

Happy Holidays & a Prosperous Healthy Happy New Year 2014



May all of the fans, readers and followers who tune in to hear my words, see my pictures and the articles, poems, quotes that I hand select from thousands of topics…

May you have a joyous Christmas or holiday season, however you and your family celebrate it.

Totally Inspired Mind: Where Positive Minds Congregate was nominated for Best Blog of The Year 2013 by Don Charisma of DonCharisma.com.  I was soooo happy and felt a genuine sense of being rewarded when he told me yesterday.

Also, ChildrenAreOurFutureNow.wordpress.com also won Best Blog of The Year 2013 and Most Inventive Blog too.

Those two are held near and dear to my heart as well as the first hosted on Ning.com called “Cooking Up a Storm All Over The World!” CookingUpaStorminCA.ning.com.

I hope this rings in a year of health, prosperity and all things wonderful for every one of you!

Paulette Motzko

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How Can You Add JOY To Other People’s Holiday & Your Holiday Season Too?


Image from Scrapbooksteals.com on found on Pinterest

Written by Paulette Le Pore Motzko
Copyright December 1st, 2013


As I was frantically working on adding content I wrote for a client on a web site I created (due to not having my computer all week, due to viruses detected on it that are now fixed along with Norton Antivirus and Carbonite)…I had my mind on work and meeting the day after tomorrow deadline.

Nick had been unpacking boxes of Christmas decorations all day adding Christmas Cheer all over the place. More joy than I have seen in one place in 15 years, since I was married and used to decorate.

I took a break from feeling like I was working like a nervous wreck all week, but pleased with the work I did…and just
STOPPED WHAT I WAS DOING and admired the sweetness and thought that Nick put in to the place….


Just one of the many cute figurines Nick has smiling back at me cheering me up spreading joy.


This little guy was smiling back at me seeming to say “don’t spazz out, you will get everything done..just relax and be mellow and it will be on the site by tomorrow afternoon!”
Something like that anyway!

December 3rd I will have a break and feel much better and the 3 weeks of work, photo shoots and effort will be transformed into a Feature Story, 60 photos with my Nikon DSLR 24 MP on a CD FOR MY CLIENT, AND A Pictorial, which will be a 5 minute video using the photos I shot with text plates telling about Marri’s Pizza & Italian Restaurant in Anaheim. One of the oldest family owned Italian restaurants in Orange County…or I wouldn’t be writing about how extraordinary it is!
Aside from the 10 blogs I created CARestaurantShowCase.com is how I earn my money, and also in writing content for web sites, writing PowerPoint Presentations for people and companies, moderating Facebook & Twitter pages and editing book manuscripts. I also am a food photographer for restaurants to create menus, menu boards and other marketing materials like press releases.

Quite a difference from a master piano teacher?
Well when your life changes, you change with it.


How can you spread some joy?

Christmas Carols with friends?

Playing Christmas Carols at a senior home?

What are some of your ideas?

Paulette Motzko

December first, 2013

The Meaning of Christmas

The Meaning of Christmas

December 17th, 2012

Christmas is a time for giving to others, surprising others with your gifts of your time, your thoughtfulness and the joy that comes from being with those you love and hold dear.

The three gifts I got for Christmas was some peppermint bark candy from Jessica and her boyfriend who are my friends from Pizzarito, and a card composed of a beautiful painting by my friend Terry otherwise known as Tiger shark. We have known each other over 5 years and I took photographs of some beautiful paintings in the Pier side Gallery at Bella Terra Mall in Huntington Beach, CA one day. Little would I know that the guy that owned the gallery would steal his paintings and sell them on EBay and Craig’s List! I made a CD with all the photos I took in that gallery to make post cards for him to promote his work, because I believed in him and his talent. I never knew when I took them how valuable those photos would become.

This is the very special card Terry gave me two nights ago.


We are all given gifts in this world and Edwards is surely photography. He has a special gift of capturing in for all time fantastic images that inspire and touch one’s soul. That is what his photo did when I saw it called “Welcome Home”. This Christmas is my first alone with only my dog since my mother Ramona Lea Le Pore will be living in an Assisted Living Care Home for those with dementia and Alzheimer’s Disease. We are still in transition of finding a place that is paid for with Medical and Medicare in hopes of not having to sell my mother’s house that her and my father paid into for 30 years. I am going to put some sincere effort into this with the help of the Alzheimer’s Association and the social workers there and a few other fantastic resources I discovered today through them.

After 12 years of living next door to her, I can almost see in the picture window of the duplex I still live in waving at me as I go out the door, but alas, there is no mom, just an empty chair where she used to look out the window. I know in time the transition will be better for her and I am hoping she will make friends her own age and will smile once again.

The photo called “Welcome Home” is named because when you approach the picture Christ and all the saints are welcoming you to heaven after a long life. When I did the assignment for my Advanced Photo Shop class at Santa Ana College, I asked if I could do something more persona and “close to home”. I called the Mission San Juan Capistrano and asked if I could do a photo shoot of the Basilica for an art assignment. I spent about 4 hours taking very detailed photos, probably 400 photographs, and then I put them all on my computer and began the creative process. After about 100 hours of editing time I produced this photo. It was as though my hand was guided or inspired from above.




I have gotten only positive comments on this photo and people requesting their own to frame.

Usually when I am doing photo editing, my eyes get tired and with this one, there was no tiredness. I had to force myself to go to bed. When I was finished with it I felt like I had a hand on my shoulder saying, “Job well done!”

I would like to eventually put a book together of more photos like this one, but I do sell them individually for those who want them. It would be my dream to work with churches and other religious entities to take photos for them.

If you would like to obtain a signed museum quality 8-1/2 by 11 print of this inspiring collage photograph contact my friend Edward Dansby at:

Email Edward Dansby at: olvmstudios@gmail.com

They are $20 and Edward writes something inspirational on the back of each copy.

P.O. Box 12692, Westminster, CA 92685

If you would like to contact my friend Terry Davis, otherwise known as “Tiger Shark” to see more of his fabulous paintings, you can reach him at:


Tell him you read the article that his friend Paulette Motzko wrote on Totally Inspired Mind and he will buy me a Starbucks coffee when I see him again.

Merry Christmas!

Police Dept Brightens Christmas


It is wonderful to see people who share what they have and do something because they can. To give a little comfort to a family who was in a fatal accident was such a thoughtful gesture. I wish more people did things like this in this world.
Love can be as contagious as hate if we would only promote more on the nightly news.

You can also donate to the Spark of Love Toy Drive listed after the video.

“Christmas isn’t One Day of the Year, But About Loving Others in Act Word & Deed All Year

“Christmas isn’t about the gifts or the bows or the packages, but in the people you hold in your heart and long to hug and be around. Christmas is in friends that became family, plans, great times together and in giving to others and in realizing we are all connected on this planet with LOVE.”-Paulette Le Pore Motzko

Paulette’s Mother

Farmer's Market Finds

My good friend Kristen

My good friend Kristen

Polly's Tea Pot Menagerie to celebrate quality conversation with great people

Polly’s Tea Pot Menagerie to celebrate quality conversation with great people

My Artist friend Terry</a

My artist friend Terry, otherwise known as "Tiger Shark"

My dog Lucky Motzko looking cute on my bed one night.

Paulette Le Pore Motzko HB Dec2012

I have so many friends I don’t have photos of and so many wonderful times that were never captured on film. That is what Christmas is made of. You can celebrate it all year long and a little bit every day of the year, if you wanted to.

Finding The Way from Garden Grove to Moreno Valley to See My Mother

Try as I might, I have been asking all around my friends, some with cars, some without reliable ones to make an hour drive from Garden Grove to Riverside County via the 91 freeway to see my sweet 81 year old mother with Alzheimer’s Disease. A Christmas I will always remember in a very bittersweet way.

So far I have been battling my stupid brother in law who has power of attorney and has been making it impossible for me to see my mother or talk to her. I hope that the Adult Protective Services of Riverside County answers their phone the next time I call! Pretty pathetic scenario when the phones are that busy!

The letter I typed for my attorney will be waiting for him tomorrow morning regarding my rights getting a 60 day notice at this property, which is only right. IT is amazing that I am talking about people I am actually related to, but I am! The property is being liquidated because Mr. Mike Bunker POA and POM for my mother Ramona Le Pore, says it has to be to afford her care. That may be true, but I don’t think he has truly tried to find a place covered my medicare and medical.
The property could be saved as a double rental property, which would be the smart thing to do, and what my dad, bless his soul, would have wanted. Considering I have invested my money in this place, mom wanted to will the house to me. At this point in my life, I don’t want endless court cases and am just sick of them. Simplicity is a wonderful thing and that is what should be going on here if my siblings were good communicators-and cared about what was the best to do and really cared about the BIG PICTURE-it would be awesome. I am the one that thinks one year down the line, and I am not looking for a quick cash pay off like the rest. It is incredible to see how ugly greed can be.

When taking my dog Lucky to the vet today, Dr. David Weber DMV was going to talk to the people he knows in church and else where and see a friend of his would be willing to take me, me paying for their gas and time. (Provided it isn’t $200!)

I have a move to make and have to get Atlas Van Lines out here to hope the move of my massive library, roll top desk, upright grand piano book cases, two tables and scant bedroom furniture, plus of course my very stocked kitchen comes in at $1000. I hope it comes to no more than that and would be happy if it came in at less.

My biggest gift is seeing my mother, my friends and if I don’t get anything for Christmas to open, so be it. I have seen that more than once in my life. I bought myself everything I wanted and needed, so I am taken care of.

I will be looking at OCTA to see if there is a bus that connects to Moreno Valley. I hate that city and have no desire to go there other than seeing my mom. Why doesn’t my brother in law or brother bring mom out here to her own house, the house that dad who is looking down on me writing this used to own, and mom solely owns now. Well, that can best be answered this way: Some people try and help people and get their greatest joys from making people’s lives just a little better than before they said hello to them. That would be me.

My brothers and sister delight in complicating matters, drama and total BS,(I hate to use that jargon, but it is true here folks!) I am not a product of my family, but appreciate the gifts and kindness my parents gave me of integrity, honesty and valuing people first and things second. I wish they all had the picture memory I was blessed with.

If any of you know of someone who would be willing to drive me to Moreno Valley with a good driving record etc., that might be interested in getting me there, contact me here.

I am listening to the song “Merry Merry Christmas” playing on my IPOD Touch which is my other awesome Christmas present to myself. I have a whole library of writing and photography books in a library in that thing, and I don’t have to carry them around any more, which makes my arms and back and legs really happy.

I consider myself being a very ABLE disabled lady, and rarely tell people but stress my abilities. Not driving is a pain when you are carrying a dog in the house, and wishing that Mr. Wonderful would emerge and make my life just a little happier, a little more fun and a little less alone….would be really nice Santa.

Hear me Santa?

Put a handsome, single, good looking guy on your sleigh and deliver him Christmas Day to Paulette Le Pore Motzko in Little Saigon, C’mon and make her day!

If he has a nice job, good heart, big smile and great sense of humor, preferably with teeth and hair, but I will make exceptions.

I have no plans yet for Christmas Eve and hope I decide what I am doing with myself. I am either going to have a Vegetarian Christmas Dinner for two of my vegetarian friends or I will volunteer in a soup kitchen and get my mind of myself.

Paulette Le Pore Motzko

7:39 p.m.

December 16th, 2012

The Best Christmas Present I Gave Myself-Time with My Mom-Ramona Lea Le Pore


The photo shown here is of my mom back in March of this year. We had an awesome day with our friend Glenn at the Huntington Beach pier. It was as though everything went our way. It was the first time my mother and I had gone out on the town, so to speak, since my dad’s death, after having dementia, a severe heart condition and being totally bed ridden. My mother was a caregiver 4 times in a row, and helped me more than once in my life. The best of who I am I owe to her and I would pull a star out of the sky for her.

Now the only time I see her is when I see her in a photo in the Christmas cards I designed or in a cup I had made for her and I, showing the two of us on Thanksgiving.

I had once of the worst days today because my Brother in Law, Mike Bunker, who works at Fancy Stitchin in Moreno Valley, CA will not put a call through to my mother Ramona Le Pore. She will not tell me where she is and insists that I only see her for an hour visit with only him around.

I am just a nice disabled able minded lady who is doing her best to earn a living as a writer, photographer and marketing consultant. Provided I am not living with constant drama, as I have here for what seems like forever, I feel great.

I know all this will soon be over and  as the moving van pulls up and packs up my desk, tables, many books and the room I hate to leave the most, my kitchen, because dad desgined that for me when I was 24 years old. He built the tiles in there, and created a wooden shelf that has tea pots on it now.

Dad I wish you could see all this happening now and stop it. I think the kids thought you were the referee keeping the kids in line. We are NOT kids though. I am 51 years old and then you have varying ages all the way up to 63. Amazing how greedy money can make you. I didn’t want my parent’s money or house or anything, but my parents. I still cry when I see a happy photo of them together because now I don’t have either one.

Let tomorrow bring a much brighter day and a few unexpected miracles!


What do you do when a Power of Attorney runs wild and the person turns into a monster?

I want the best for my mother but I came first and he did not.

I also have only so much money to invest in paying lawyers to make this whole mess right.

After living in this duplex next to my folks for 12 years the power is going to be shut down on the property soon and the heat is already turned off. I have a space heater in my bedroom and of course light to write this and electricity and the music from my IPOD, thank God, since my brother stupidly unplugged my receiver on my stereo when he took out the cable box today!

There are times when you can look around and wonder where Christmas is. This is the only one where I have been looking and not finding. I helped a homeless family during the week before Christmas not be home less for a week at a Motel 3 and the kid that had tears in eyes-Christopher Traveno, put a smile on my face when I did it.

Money can do wonderful things. It can cure cancer if you pay the right researchers to find the cure. It can feed the home less, it can find new cures for epilepsy, which I have had since I was 9 years young.

I miss my mom and want to see her as something other than in a picture in the Christmas cards I designed this year. I pulled off a picture of her when she was 16 and so beautiful. There was a time we looked like twins in so many ways. She could light a beacon up like a beam up light.

Mike Bunker was throwing good food, $8 salmon I just bought mom in the garbage while my brother idly watched it all go by. We were raised in a poor house, but blessed what he had and were glad we were alive. We didn’t have a table with chairs but a pic nic bench that mom painted white in our first house on Perrin Drive. Later on, when dad made more money and he did great in sales selling major appliaances, a big maple table came in with big heavy wood chairs. I love the pic nic table we had and how I miss that table now and mom and now dad looking down on all of this non sense.

I am not sure where this story is going but it feels good to write and as the tears stream down my face.

How did my family turn so callous and full of hate and where did those values go to do this? I have come to realize that hatred, that festers inside my sister Brenda Bunker has been like disease that has messed up even my brother’s reasoning making him think this was right?

My dad’s mother we called “Nanny” lived with us then and cooked for us when my mom worked as a waitress. She made oatmeal and showed me how to cook at an early age and cooking was a passion my dad truly enjoyed-food and music and simple things like gardening were his pleasures. That is why it was so sad to see all the things he loved stripped from him at the end of his life, when all he could do was look up at a ceiling, not being able to move his arms from osteoarthritis.

I have one family member and now she is being held for ransom by the way I see it. Nobody should be able to do a power trip or turn out their aggressions by taking away the most valuable family member to me as of December 13th 2012….a few siblings that don’t choose their words wisely and don’t place their values in the right place do not count.

Make this right Lord, I know there is an Omnipotent Presence in this world and I know prayer is powerful but it seems I have been sending up smoke signals by the outcome I am getting here.

I hope to make a move and be out of here before the power goes out on my place and Mike Bunker the evil brother in law turns everything off here just because he can.

We need to change the laws concerning power of attorney because once given, the person can become the equivalent of HItler, as in the case of Mike Bunker.

I am the one suffering here and I shouldn’t be.

My mother and I were very close and always will be. I have two gifts I gave myself under my small tree but the gift I want most of all is A HUG FROM MY MOTHER RAMONA LEA.

If any of you know of a civil attorney who can knock some sense into my sister and brother in law Mike & Brenda Bunker, and make them remember what kindness and fairness is all about, please contact me:


Why is the house going to be sold? To pay for the $3000 in medical expenses for an assisted living place.

If you read this and you know of a way we save our house, for God’s sake speak up now!

I woke up to a realtor next door where mom used to be.

Sad part, my family doesn’t care if I am homeless and my mother wanted to will this property to me since I paid $85,000 into it over 12 years with rent.

As soon as word got out they whisked mom out to Moreno Valley and quickly deemed her incompetent! Sound fishy to you? Me too.

How about a “family meeting” at the Hyatt Regency Hotel on Mike Bunker’s Birthday, August 19th, 2012? Dad was dying in a hospital and he was using his debit card on this. What are the odds? I would say 98% good. All my hunches have been dead on right my whole life.

I call a spade a spade and there are people that are just nasty and rotten to the core and my brother in law is just that. I had a really nice sister before she married him.

I will be calling Atlas Van Lines to get a quote to start packing my stuff up. The party I envisioned is going down the tubes, and I just don’t feel any cheer but am hoping tomorrow feels more hopeful.

Why is it that some hold on to their values and what matters and others don’t?

Why can’t the rest realize that my mother has the right to go into her own house and pick things she loves the most to take where she is going? He talks about her as though she is dead and dumb, and that is EDLER ABUSE.

After I know mom is alright, I can rest easy and relax-Hear me Lord? Let me contact all the people necessary to allow me to see my mom when I want and allow her to come back into the house she rightly owns!

This is soooooooooooooooooo wrong!

Paulette Le Pore Motzko

December 13th, 2012

10:25 PM