When I started this blog, I promised myself that I would post at least once a week so that: (1) there would be plenty of new stuff to keep readers coming back and, hopefully, recommending the blog to their friends, and (2) I could exercise my writing skills on a regular basis and see where my meanderings might take me. As my Thursday self-imposed deadline fast approached with no great inspiration anywhere in sight, I started slipping into disappointment until it dawned on me that everyone needs a few days off now and then...especially in the summer.
As I spent the morning blowing bubbles with my children (keeping the vow that I made earlier in the Spring - yea me!), I realized that I've been chuckling at myself as I tackle outdoor chores lately (which is a good thing) and laughing with my boys a lot more lately (which is a very good thing). So I thought I might take a short break from ponderings and musings and share some of my chuckles with you.
We are blessed with a very prolific vegetable garden (organic, of course), and last week I noticed that the basil plants (which really resemble bushes more than plants) were beginning to flower. Since flowering takes energy away from the leaves and makes them taste bitter, I always give the plants a trim to clip the flower buds before they bloom. Last week we had a blistering heatwave and the last place I wanted to be during the day was under the hot sun in the garden, so I decided to wait until early evening to venture out and trim the basil. There I was, round about sundown, happily snipping away and humming in the garden, when the old tv show, The Addams Family, popped into my head.
The Addams family would stay inside all day and go out to moon bathe at night. Morticia, the Mom, used to prune her roses by snipping off the flowers and commenting on how lovely the thorns were that year. What started out as a logical progression for me and my garden tending, ended up rather funny as the tv show's theme song ran through my head...finger snapping and all. There I was, alone in the garden, nearly in the dark, happily cutting flowers off of plants, chuckling to myself. The more I chuckled, the more I realized how silly I looked, and I ended up laughing at myself even more...which, of course, made the whole scene spiral into complete silliness. Maybe you had to be there.
Then there was the mouse in the compost bin. We have 3 large wooden compost boxes and, unfortunately, mice love to chew through wood to get to our kitchen scraps. Aside from Mickey, I don't really like mice very much at all. Anything that scurries give me the creeps, and mice are exceptionally good at scurrying - ergo, they gotta go.
There I was at about 9:00 this morning (trying to beat the heat on the other side of Noon this time) hauling the (mostly) finished compost from the bin into the garden. If anyone remembers the theme song to Green Acres, feel free to start humming it right about now. My pitchfork is used so often, the tines are still shiny. Luckily, the bin was nearly empty, so I switched to the coal shovel to transfer the last of the compost into my trusty wheelbarrow, when I heard a high pitched squeak and saw a little brown mouse scurrying around the bin, frantically looking for a hiding spot. I let out a hoot, dropped the shovel (with a rather loud clang, I might add), jumped back about 3 feet and managed to squelch the urge to frantically look for a hiding spot of my own. Instead, I assessed my options and took the more mature route of carefully setting my shovel into the wheelbarrow and walking away until later, but not until I announced to the mouse that I was leaving and it was cordially invited to exit my compost bin. I hope no one saw me talking to a wooden box.
About 3 hours later (hey, I wasn't taking any chances!), I announced to my boys, "Ok, here's the plan." They know their Mom well enough to know that those words are not usually a good omen for them, so they looked at me with more than a little trepidation and just silently awaited the announcement of their upcoming fate. "Once you're finished with your ice pops, you're going to come stand by the compost bins to give me moral support." After a 3 minute conversation explaining the concept of "moral support", and after another 5 minutes of explaining why I needed it ("Well how big is this mouse, anyway?" "It's really small, but creepy."), we set off to confront the rodent.
I carried the tarp, #1 son carried the rake, and #2 son scouted out a good location - out of the way of rampaging mice, yet still within viewing distance. I laid the tarp out in front of the bin, climbed up on top of the adjoining bin and grabbed the rake (yup, I looked pretty silly standing on top of a compost bin with a rake in my hands). My plan was to rake the last of the compost out onto the tarp; thus encouraging the mouse, if it was still there, to relocate. But I needed to be away from the front of the bin so that the mouse wouldn't have to run past me. Don't even think about asking what I would have done if the mouse decided to run up the side of the bin and out over the top...I shudder at the thought.
Well, all of this drama ended rather anticlimactically (thank goodness!) because the mouse was no where to be seen...even though #2 son yelled "Mouse!" once or twice while I raked, just to torment me. Unbelievably, neither of my children found this episode bizarre; they just shrugged, accepted my heartfelt thanks for their support, and went back to blowing bubbles...blissfully unaware that not one of their schoolmates will ever have an experience anything like this...ever. Am I a great Mom or what?
So there you have some of my silly doings over the last couple of weeks. It's important not to take ourselves too seriously - we all get ourselves into funny predicaments and we all need to laugh our way out of them. May we all see the humor in our everyday comings and goings, and may we share them with abandon and laugh our way through the year.
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Thursday, July 8, 2010
Make the Most of What You've Got
It's been a hot and humid week here in the Northeast with daily heat and health advisories. Everyone's complaining about the weather and doing their best to beat the heat. Of course, we are the same folks who complained about the cold, ice, and snow just 6 short months ago...funny how that happens.
Anyway, instead of complaining, I decided to go with the heat and use it to my advantage. One day my son and I dragged all of our throw rugs and area rugs out onto the driveway and washed them all down. Slung over the swing set and backs of chairs, they dried in no time. We made sure to have a water fight in the midst of it all, just to make it more fun, and once we were wet it was rather pleasant outside. In fact, we celebrated the completion of our chore by sitting outside and sharing some ice pops. It was great!
The next day I did lots of laundry and hung it all outside on the clothesline. Why pay to make more heat with the dryer when nature was making too much heat outside for free? As soon as one load was done in the washer, the previous load was bone dry on the line. Easy as pie, I had all of our laundry washed, folded, and put away - including all the bed sheets - and it cost me next to nothing.
So I got to thinking (as is my usual habit) about turning disadvantages into advantages in other areas of life...you know, the old "If God gives you lemons, make lemonade" way of thinking. Sometimes it's as easy as shifting your perspective. Sometimes it takes a little thought and cleverness (like getting your children to help with a boring and mundane chore during a heatwave). Sometimes it takes a bit of creativity. Sometimes it takes a loving nudge in the right direction from a loved one. Sometimes it takes persistence, willpower, and some emotional flexibility. But it always ends up more than worth while and much better than you ever could have imagined.
So why don't we do it more often? Why are we stuck in the moaning and groaning rut? Why don't we quit the bellyaching and get into a positive frame of mind more quickly? Why don't we nudge and encourage each other more often?
Is it resistance to change? Are we so used to feeling helpless and crummy, we don't even realize that there's another alternative? Is it inertia? It's easier to do the same thing we've always done, rather than changing and trying something new? Is it lack of vision? We just can't seem to see or imagine any other alternative? Is it lack of spiritual or emotional confidence? If I try some new way and it doesn't work out very well, will anyone be there to support me, pick me up, or cheer me on? Are we stuck in the blame game? I can't do this or that because it's too hot/too cold, too early/too late, too hard/ridiculously easy, or he/she/it makes it impossible for me.
Whatever it is that's holding us back, it's time to flip those negatives into positives and pop ourselves into a new and better groove. It's time to take an honest look at what we've got to work with at any given moment and turn it to our advantage. It's time to make the most of what we've got. Why? Because life is too short to wallow in self-pity and negativity. Because we are role models for all the children around us, and we want them to learn how to make the most out of their lives. And because it's so much more fun to enjoy what we have and where we are than it is to be grousing all the time.
Where do we begin? It's always best to start with something small, so the next time you hear yourself complaining about the heat, go wash something outside...and get yourself wet, too...and maybe enjoy an ice pop. The next time you think, "oh no!" when you see a snow storm, notice how beautiful the bare tree limbs look blanketed with snow. Maybe even bundle up and stand outside for a bit enjoying the hushed silence a snow storm brings and get some fresh air into your lungs while you're at it.
Once you've stopped blaming the weather for all sorts of inconveniences in your life, try your hand at something a little more challenging. When you hit an emotional roadblock, sit back, take a breath, and decide to look for alternatives. Notice that you don't have to commit to any course of action, just look for a different route. Say a prayer, ask a friend for advice, or just decide to be open to different possibilities.
Did you ever look at your house from your neighbor's yard or look at your neighborhood on Google Earth? Doesn't it look really different from those perspectives? Well, imagine your situation from your neighbor's point of view or from a bird's eye view. Maybe you'll see something totally different than you usually do and it will help you flip an emotional negative into a positive.
Let yourself imagine what it might be like to react differently than you usually do. If you're shy, imagine what it would be like to walk into a room full of people and say hello to someone. I'm not saying you have to actually do it, I'm just saying imagine what it might be like to try it and have it go well. If you're impatient with lines and waiting your turn, imagine how much nicer it would be to be unfazed by an unexpected slowdown, and how much more pleasant your exchanges with people around you might be.
I think, in the end, it's all about understanding that we are not in control of life, its processes, events, or other people. I think, in the end, it's all about understanding that we can only control our own selves and our own reactions, and surrendering to that reality. But that's a whole other discussion for a whole new post.
Until then, get out there and make the most of what you've got, no matter what it is.
Anyway, instead of complaining, I decided to go with the heat and use it to my advantage. One day my son and I dragged all of our throw rugs and area rugs out onto the driveway and washed them all down. Slung over the swing set and backs of chairs, they dried in no time. We made sure to have a water fight in the midst of it all, just to make it more fun, and once we were wet it was rather pleasant outside. In fact, we celebrated the completion of our chore by sitting outside and sharing some ice pops. It was great!
The next day I did lots of laundry and hung it all outside on the clothesline. Why pay to make more heat with the dryer when nature was making too much heat outside for free? As soon as one load was done in the washer, the previous load was bone dry on the line. Easy as pie, I had all of our laundry washed, folded, and put away - including all the bed sheets - and it cost me next to nothing.
So I got to thinking (as is my usual habit) about turning disadvantages into advantages in other areas of life...you know, the old "If God gives you lemons, make lemonade" way of thinking. Sometimes it's as easy as shifting your perspective. Sometimes it takes a little thought and cleverness (like getting your children to help with a boring and mundane chore during a heatwave). Sometimes it takes a bit of creativity. Sometimes it takes a loving nudge in the right direction from a loved one. Sometimes it takes persistence, willpower, and some emotional flexibility. But it always ends up more than worth while and much better than you ever could have imagined.
So why don't we do it more often? Why are we stuck in the moaning and groaning rut? Why don't we quit the bellyaching and get into a positive frame of mind more quickly? Why don't we nudge and encourage each other more often?
Is it resistance to change? Are we so used to feeling helpless and crummy, we don't even realize that there's another alternative? Is it inertia? It's easier to do the same thing we've always done, rather than changing and trying something new? Is it lack of vision? We just can't seem to see or imagine any other alternative? Is it lack of spiritual or emotional confidence? If I try some new way and it doesn't work out very well, will anyone be there to support me, pick me up, or cheer me on? Are we stuck in the blame game? I can't do this or that because it's too hot/too cold, too early/too late, too hard/ridiculously easy, or he/she/it makes it impossible for me.
Whatever it is that's holding us back, it's time to flip those negatives into positives and pop ourselves into a new and better groove. It's time to take an honest look at what we've got to work with at any given moment and turn it to our advantage. It's time to make the most of what we've got. Why? Because life is too short to wallow in self-pity and negativity. Because we are role models for all the children around us, and we want them to learn how to make the most out of their lives. And because it's so much more fun to enjoy what we have and where we are than it is to be grousing all the time.
Where do we begin? It's always best to start with something small, so the next time you hear yourself complaining about the heat, go wash something outside...and get yourself wet, too...and maybe enjoy an ice pop. The next time you think, "oh no!" when you see a snow storm, notice how beautiful the bare tree limbs look blanketed with snow. Maybe even bundle up and stand outside for a bit enjoying the hushed silence a snow storm brings and get some fresh air into your lungs while you're at it.
Once you've stopped blaming the weather for all sorts of inconveniences in your life, try your hand at something a little more challenging. When you hit an emotional roadblock, sit back, take a breath, and decide to look for alternatives. Notice that you don't have to commit to any course of action, just look for a different route. Say a prayer, ask a friend for advice, or just decide to be open to different possibilities.
Did you ever look at your house from your neighbor's yard or look at your neighborhood on Google Earth? Doesn't it look really different from those perspectives? Well, imagine your situation from your neighbor's point of view or from a bird's eye view. Maybe you'll see something totally different than you usually do and it will help you flip an emotional negative into a positive.
Let yourself imagine what it might be like to react differently than you usually do. If you're shy, imagine what it would be like to walk into a room full of people and say hello to someone. I'm not saying you have to actually do it, I'm just saying imagine what it might be like to try it and have it go well. If you're impatient with lines and waiting your turn, imagine how much nicer it would be to be unfazed by an unexpected slowdown, and how much more pleasant your exchanges with people around you might be.
I think, in the end, it's all about understanding that we are not in control of life, its processes, events, or other people. I think, in the end, it's all about understanding that we can only control our own selves and our own reactions, and surrendering to that reality. But that's a whole other discussion for a whole new post.
Until then, get out there and make the most of what you've got, no matter what it is.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Wisdom
About 15 years ago, I was coming out of a concert with a friend of mine and we were noticing that we were probably the oldest people in the whole arena. She turned to me and said, "Don't you wish we could be that young again?" and I immediately (and truthfully) replied, "No." My friend gave me a funny look, so I told her that my teens and twenties were full of rough times that I don't ever want to relive, but, more importantly, I now have wisdom that I could not possibly have had at that age.
Today I'm celebrating my 50th birthday (which is why age has been on my mind!), and I have to tell you that while it feels a little odd to have the word "fifty" attached to the words "I am", I'm truly happy to be exactly where I am now.
Our culture is so focused on youth and the external veneer of looking young, from cosmetics to plastic surgery and everything in between. But a veneer is just that - it's not solid and real, it's a deception, a denial of real life. Personally, I prefer to focus on the internal...to feel strong and energetic, happy and carefree, grateful and hopeful. I live by the theory that how I am feeling and living on the inside will just naturally be revealed on the outside. I also look for and embrace Life Lessons, which bring learning and growing, knowledge, and wisdom.
I cherish wisdom for the many gifts that it brings:
- deep, deep gratitude for where I am, physically and spiritually
- deep gratitude for the people who share my daily journey...my husband and children
- deep gratitude for my extended family and my dearest friends
- an understanding that not every battle needs to be fought
- true patience with life's annoyances because, as my Mom used to say, "This, too, shall pass"
- the understanding that I am not obliged to agree with others' opinions of me or my work
- a deep trust in my intuition, my gut feel, my hunches, and my connection to the Divine
- the knowledge that kindness and pure intentions win out over belligerence and deception every time
- the ability to shift my point of view, to look at a situation from a different angle, to see choices where others might say there are none
- the understanding that, while I may not be able to change a situation, I can always change my reaction to it
- the ability to live, act, speak, and walk with grace
Yup, today I turn 50 and I do not accept the notion that age necessitates decrepitude. Rather, I embrace the wisdom of the elders and I look forward to many more years of experience and learning, and many more birthdays to celebrate.
When your next birthday rolls around, may you have the wisdom to do the same.
Today I'm celebrating my 50th birthday (which is why age has been on my mind!), and I have to tell you that while it feels a little odd to have the word "fifty" attached to the words "I am", I'm truly happy to be exactly where I am now.
Our culture is so focused on youth and the external veneer of looking young, from cosmetics to plastic surgery and everything in between. But a veneer is just that - it's not solid and real, it's a deception, a denial of real life. Personally, I prefer to focus on the internal...to feel strong and energetic, happy and carefree, grateful and hopeful. I live by the theory that how I am feeling and living on the inside will just naturally be revealed on the outside. I also look for and embrace Life Lessons, which bring learning and growing, knowledge, and wisdom.
I cherish wisdom for the many gifts that it brings:
- deep, deep gratitude for where I am, physically and spiritually
- deep gratitude for the people who share my daily journey...my husband and children
- deep gratitude for my extended family and my dearest friends
- an understanding that not every battle needs to be fought
- true patience with life's annoyances because, as my Mom used to say, "This, too, shall pass"
- the understanding that I am not obliged to agree with others' opinions of me or my work
- a deep trust in my intuition, my gut feel, my hunches, and my connection to the Divine
- the knowledge that kindness and pure intentions win out over belligerence and deception every time
- the ability to shift my point of view, to look at a situation from a different angle, to see choices where others might say there are none
- the understanding that, while I may not be able to change a situation, I can always change my reaction to it
- the ability to live, act, speak, and walk with grace
Yup, today I turn 50 and I do not accept the notion that age necessitates decrepitude. Rather, I embrace the wisdom of the elders and I look forward to many more years of experience and learning, and many more birthdays to celebrate.
When your next birthday rolls around, may you have the wisdom to do the same.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Valuable You
In the midst of all of my family's End-of-the-School-Year activities, I've been mulling over what I wanted to say next on this blog, and it was my 5th grader's teachers and bus driver who finally inspired me. Of course, they have no idea they did this, and that makes their seed of inspiration that much more powerful.
Whenever teachers and parents get together, they naturally talk about the children. Parents want to get the "inside scoop" of what goes on in the classroom and how their child is doing, and teachers look for ways to compliment and encourage the parents and student.
We all know that a good student is a joy to teach and a valuable asset to any classroom, but what makes a "good student"? Well, in various conversations this afternoon, I heard the teachers saying things like, she's so caring and sensitive, he has a heart of gold, she's wonderfully conscientious, it was so nice to see how s/he really opened up during the year, and I wish we had a classroom full of students like him. The teachers were grateful for good behavior, but they were really focusing in on character traits and on who the children are and what's in their hearts and souls. I never once heard, oh she's a great student because her clothes are so nice, oh he has the most expensive school supplies, or she has the best backpack. It even sounds silly to read things like that, doesn't it?
That observation lead me to think about people, in general. We all know that a good person is a joy to be around and a valuable asset to the neighborhood and community. So what makes a "good person"? If we follow the lead of my son's teachers, a good person is defined by their character and what's in their heart and soul.
Do we always live as though that's true? Do we believe, and live as though, our value lies within our hearts and souls, or are we focused on the outward symbols and signs of success and wealth? Are we happy with what we have or always looking to accumulate the latest and greatest? And when we get the latest and greatest, do we share them to spread the joy or are we really just showing off? Are we keeping to our budgets or "keeping up with the Joneses"?
I think it might be wise to follow the lead of our teachers and spend more time finding and appreciating the goodness in our hearts. Instead of accumulating more material things, we should accumulate more good friends and good relationships. Instead of tallying up our millions of dollars, we should tally up our hours of service to others. Instead of worrying about having all that everyone else has, we should worry about alleviating the stress that others may be carrying. Instead of teaching our children that more is better through our buying habits and actions, we should be teaching them that less is more when it comes to material possessions, and more is better when it comes to love, affection, caring, listening, and time spent together.
We are born, after all, with just our hearts and souls. When we die, we re-enter the Spiritual World not with the physical possessions that we've accumulated, but with the wisdom and knowledge we have accumulated through the use of our special God given talents and gifts.
The treasures in life can not be purchased, horded, held, or seen. The true treasures in life are felt in our hearts, known to our souls, and given away as much and as often as possible.
I ask you to look within and ponder your greatness. Appreciate what makes you a "good person". Then go and be the treasure to this world that you were born to be.
Whenever teachers and parents get together, they naturally talk about the children. Parents want to get the "inside scoop" of what goes on in the classroom and how their child is doing, and teachers look for ways to compliment and encourage the parents and student.
We all know that a good student is a joy to teach and a valuable asset to any classroom, but what makes a "good student"? Well, in various conversations this afternoon, I heard the teachers saying things like, she's so caring and sensitive, he has a heart of gold, she's wonderfully conscientious, it was so nice to see how s/he really opened up during the year, and I wish we had a classroom full of students like him. The teachers were grateful for good behavior, but they were really focusing in on character traits and on who the children are and what's in their hearts and souls. I never once heard, oh she's a great student because her clothes are so nice, oh he has the most expensive school supplies, or she has the best backpack. It even sounds silly to read things like that, doesn't it?
That observation lead me to think about people, in general. We all know that a good person is a joy to be around and a valuable asset to the neighborhood and community. So what makes a "good person"? If we follow the lead of my son's teachers, a good person is defined by their character and what's in their heart and soul.
Do we always live as though that's true? Do we believe, and live as though, our value lies within our hearts and souls, or are we focused on the outward symbols and signs of success and wealth? Are we happy with what we have or always looking to accumulate the latest and greatest? And when we get the latest and greatest, do we share them to spread the joy or are we really just showing off? Are we keeping to our budgets or "keeping up with the Joneses"?
I think it might be wise to follow the lead of our teachers and spend more time finding and appreciating the goodness in our hearts. Instead of accumulating more material things, we should accumulate more good friends and good relationships. Instead of tallying up our millions of dollars, we should tally up our hours of service to others. Instead of worrying about having all that everyone else has, we should worry about alleviating the stress that others may be carrying. Instead of teaching our children that more is better through our buying habits and actions, we should be teaching them that less is more when it comes to material possessions, and more is better when it comes to love, affection, caring, listening, and time spent together.
We are born, after all, with just our hearts and souls. When we die, we re-enter the Spiritual World not with the physical possessions that we've accumulated, but with the wisdom and knowledge we have accumulated through the use of our special God given talents and gifts.
The treasures in life can not be purchased, horded, held, or seen. The true treasures in life are felt in our hearts, known to our souls, and given away as much and as often as possible.
I ask you to look within and ponder your greatness. Appreciate what makes you a "good person". Then go and be the treasure to this world that you were born to be.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Adapting to Change
There's a Joni Mitchell song with the lyrics, "Don't it always seem to go that we don't know what we've got 'till it's gone." How true that is in so many ways. The song was written as a lament about people's destruction of the environment (the next line is, "They paved paradise and put up a parking lot" Feel free to hum along as you read...I know I'll be humming as I type!), but I find that it applies equally well to so very many areas of our lives.
Parents of newborns and infants crave a good night's sleep and hands-free child care, while parents of older children wish they could hold their babies again. Parents of toddlers would love to sit still for more than 30 seconds and long to have their children occupy themselves, while parents of teens wish for the days when their children were underfoot and they knew exactly what they were up to...and with whom.
We spend years going through school with our classmates and can't wait to graduate and get away from them all, only to spend oodles of money and time travelling to and attending class reunions. Some people marry, divorce, and then remarry their ex-spouse. I guess they couldn't stand being married to and then couldn't stand being divorced from the other person.
Life is all about change and phases, growth and movement and sometimes, actually oftentimes, it's hard to adapt. Why is that? Is it that change implies a loss of some kind? Does growth mean the new has to push out the old and leave it behind? If the old isn't useful anymore, then it should be left behind, right? It's like baby teeth being pushed out and replaced by adult teeth. It's a good thing, but it still hurts and sometimes bleeds.
Do we perceive change as a negative thing because we focus on what's gone instead of the new, perhaps better opportunity that's on its way into our lives? And why are we reluctant to let the old go? Perhaps it's because we didn't fully appreciate it while we had it. Or maybe we really did appreciate what we had at the time that we had it, so we don't want to be without it. Maybe we'll have to change our daily routines and habits in order to hang on to whatever it is that's ready to go, and that in itself brings change into our lives. Oh my, I'm getting myself dizzy!
In case it's not obvious, I'm taking a song lyric about something physical and applying it to the more emotional areas of our lives. This all came about because friends of ours will be moving across the country in a few weeks. Our 5th graders went to preschool together and while I don't see them every day, it has always been a highlight of my day to get together at school functions or bump into each other around town. I had to say goodbye to my friend last night and it brought me to tears, which have lasted into today.
Overall, this move is good for my friends, but I'm emotionally stuck in the pain of losing their physical nearness in the neighborhood. I don't want to see all the good things in this move. I'm missing them before they have even left the state. Yes, we can email and write and visit, but we all know, even as we say these things, that it's not the same...and perhaps it shouldn't be. It's time for them to move and grow and embrace new experiences, much like a young adult moving out and heading off to college. The parents know they'll be home again, but not for long and not for good, and it really won't be the same.
So how do we deal with these changes that life brings us? First, I think we need to spend some time feeling, really feeling, whatever emotions we have. Emotions need to be recognized and lived and felt, not ignored and stuffed. I think the process of feeling and walking through the emotions leads us to a place of acceptance where we can see the good in the change that we're facing. But before all of that, I feel we'd all be better off if we took the time to really appreciate all that we have right now in our lives.
I'm back to gratitude. Gratitude for the big things and the small things and all the things in between. Be aware, be present, be grateful. Be honest and truthful, with yourself and with others. Be kind and helpful. Be the person you would like to have as a friend. Tell your friends how much you care. Tell your family that you love them. Hug your children, no matter how old or how tall they are. Notice and appreciate everything and everyone in your life.
Capture each moment in your memory and cherish it, for changes are coming. Changes are always coming. Love where you are so that you'll be ready to grow and shift when you need to. Know, truly know what you have before it's gone, and maybe, just maybe, the really important things won't disappear at all.
Parents of newborns and infants crave a good night's sleep and hands-free child care, while parents of older children wish they could hold their babies again. Parents of toddlers would love to sit still for more than 30 seconds and long to have their children occupy themselves, while parents of teens wish for the days when their children were underfoot and they knew exactly what they were up to...and with whom.
We spend years going through school with our classmates and can't wait to graduate and get away from them all, only to spend oodles of money and time travelling to and attending class reunions. Some people marry, divorce, and then remarry their ex-spouse. I guess they couldn't stand being married to and then couldn't stand being divorced from the other person.
Life is all about change and phases, growth and movement and sometimes, actually oftentimes, it's hard to adapt. Why is that? Is it that change implies a loss of some kind? Does growth mean the new has to push out the old and leave it behind? If the old isn't useful anymore, then it should be left behind, right? It's like baby teeth being pushed out and replaced by adult teeth. It's a good thing, but it still hurts and sometimes bleeds.
Do we perceive change as a negative thing because we focus on what's gone instead of the new, perhaps better opportunity that's on its way into our lives? And why are we reluctant to let the old go? Perhaps it's because we didn't fully appreciate it while we had it. Or maybe we really did appreciate what we had at the time that we had it, so we don't want to be without it. Maybe we'll have to change our daily routines and habits in order to hang on to whatever it is that's ready to go, and that in itself brings change into our lives. Oh my, I'm getting myself dizzy!
In case it's not obvious, I'm taking a song lyric about something physical and applying it to the more emotional areas of our lives. This all came about because friends of ours will be moving across the country in a few weeks. Our 5th graders went to preschool together and while I don't see them every day, it has always been a highlight of my day to get together at school functions or bump into each other around town. I had to say goodbye to my friend last night and it brought me to tears, which have lasted into today.
Overall, this move is good for my friends, but I'm emotionally stuck in the pain of losing their physical nearness in the neighborhood. I don't want to see all the good things in this move. I'm missing them before they have even left the state. Yes, we can email and write and visit, but we all know, even as we say these things, that it's not the same...and perhaps it shouldn't be. It's time for them to move and grow and embrace new experiences, much like a young adult moving out and heading off to college. The parents know they'll be home again, but not for long and not for good, and it really won't be the same.
So how do we deal with these changes that life brings us? First, I think we need to spend some time feeling, really feeling, whatever emotions we have. Emotions need to be recognized and lived and felt, not ignored and stuffed. I think the process of feeling and walking through the emotions leads us to a place of acceptance where we can see the good in the change that we're facing. But before all of that, I feel we'd all be better off if we took the time to really appreciate all that we have right now in our lives.
I'm back to gratitude. Gratitude for the big things and the small things and all the things in between. Be aware, be present, be grateful. Be honest and truthful, with yourself and with others. Be kind and helpful. Be the person you would like to have as a friend. Tell your friends how much you care. Tell your family that you love them. Hug your children, no matter how old or how tall they are. Notice and appreciate everything and everyone in your life.
Capture each moment in your memory and cherish it, for changes are coming. Changes are always coming. Love where you are so that you'll be ready to grow and shift when you need to. Know, truly know what you have before it's gone, and maybe, just maybe, the really important things won't disappear at all.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Roots & Wings
Somewhere in the back of my mind sits a quote I read several years ago encouraging parents to provide 2 things for their children: roots and wings. The roots are to keep them grounded and the wings are to allow them to take flight into adulthood. I like that idea and I strive to provide both for my own children, but I'm beginning to wonder if our conventional notion of roots and wings are broad or deep enough.
When I think of roots, I envision a stately shade tree rooted in the Earth, stable and steady, strong and tall. I picture a network of roots, deep and wide, anchoring the tree in place year after year. When I think of roots, I also envision shrubs and wildflowers planted on hillsides and beside highways, lush and beautiful in the summer sun. Not only do their roots anchor the plants to the ground, they also serve to hold the soil in place, keeping erosion under control. Roots anchor, hold, and provide a sturdy foundation upon which to grow.
When I think of my husband and I "putting down roots", I think of settling into a neighborhood, buying a house, and turning that house into our cozy home. Our home is the stable foundation for our family, anchoring us in place. It's where we keep our favorite stuff, the place where we live and eat and sleep, our safe haven in the world. But once we've created our cozy nest for ourselves, are we done? Is that all there is to providing roots for ourselves and our children? Are our roots in just one physical place? No, I think there's much more to it than that.
I believe there's an unseen emotional and psychological component to our roots, not just the physical or tangible. Our roots include our family members, immediate and extended, and the relationships we have together. They include our history, our shared memories, our celebrations, our habits and traditions, and our stories. In fact, more than roots, I think we create a web that acts like a safety net to catch us when we fall, a trampoline on which to play and experiment and flex our muscles, and a wonderful trellis that supports us as we climb to reach our greatest aspirations.
I believe that we all, no matter what our age, need to recognize, honor, and nurture our root system (and our web) in order to continue to stand tall and strong. We do this by learning about and remembering our past, sharing what we've learned, and passing it on. We do this by gathering together, on a regular basis, to celebrate, to talk, to listen, to make new memories, and just to spend time together.
Our emotional roots and webs, when well-nurtured, know no distance and no bounds. They are long and wide enough to reach over miles and miles of geographical distance and flexible enough to bend and twist through time. They are strong enough to hold 2 people or 2002, and they don't care if family members are related by blood or simply by love.
So I give my children roots by providing a loving, cozy, home for them. I also give them roots (and a web) by bringing them to family gatherings of all kinds, in all different locations, to give them the gift of time to spend with the people who love them just because they were born.
What about wings? Wings allow us to fly off into independence and our adulthood. I also think that wings lift us up so that we can see the big picture to better understand our place in the world. They take us on new adventures and to new places, both physical and spiritual, so that we may encounter new ideas that we can integrate into our own lives and different points of view to broaden our thinking and tolerance. Perhaps most importantly of all, wings bring us back to where we started, so that we can truly appreciate how far we've come, how much we've grown, and how many people are still here to love and support us. Wings carry us back to our roots so that we may refresh, replenish our energy, regroup, and reaffirm our connections to one another.
I'm helping my children exercise and strengthen their wings in the hopes that they will follow my lead, not only by soaring to their greatest possible heights, but by returning, time and again, to the places and people where it all began.
When I think of roots, I envision a stately shade tree rooted in the Earth, stable and steady, strong and tall. I picture a network of roots, deep and wide, anchoring the tree in place year after year. When I think of roots, I also envision shrubs and wildflowers planted on hillsides and beside highways, lush and beautiful in the summer sun. Not only do their roots anchor the plants to the ground, they also serve to hold the soil in place, keeping erosion under control. Roots anchor, hold, and provide a sturdy foundation upon which to grow.
When I think of my husband and I "putting down roots", I think of settling into a neighborhood, buying a house, and turning that house into our cozy home. Our home is the stable foundation for our family, anchoring us in place. It's where we keep our favorite stuff, the place where we live and eat and sleep, our safe haven in the world. But once we've created our cozy nest for ourselves, are we done? Is that all there is to providing roots for ourselves and our children? Are our roots in just one physical place? No, I think there's much more to it than that.
I believe there's an unseen emotional and psychological component to our roots, not just the physical or tangible. Our roots include our family members, immediate and extended, and the relationships we have together. They include our history, our shared memories, our celebrations, our habits and traditions, and our stories. In fact, more than roots, I think we create a web that acts like a safety net to catch us when we fall, a trampoline on which to play and experiment and flex our muscles, and a wonderful trellis that supports us as we climb to reach our greatest aspirations.
I believe that we all, no matter what our age, need to recognize, honor, and nurture our root system (and our web) in order to continue to stand tall and strong. We do this by learning about and remembering our past, sharing what we've learned, and passing it on. We do this by gathering together, on a regular basis, to celebrate, to talk, to listen, to make new memories, and just to spend time together.
Our emotional roots and webs, when well-nurtured, know no distance and no bounds. They are long and wide enough to reach over miles and miles of geographical distance and flexible enough to bend and twist through time. They are strong enough to hold 2 people or 2002, and they don't care if family members are related by blood or simply by love.
So I give my children roots by providing a loving, cozy, home for them. I also give them roots (and a web) by bringing them to family gatherings of all kinds, in all different locations, to give them the gift of time to spend with the people who love them just because they were born.
What about wings? Wings allow us to fly off into independence and our adulthood. I also think that wings lift us up so that we can see the big picture to better understand our place in the world. They take us on new adventures and to new places, both physical and spiritual, so that we may encounter new ideas that we can integrate into our own lives and different points of view to broaden our thinking and tolerance. Perhaps most importantly of all, wings bring us back to where we started, so that we can truly appreciate how far we've come, how much we've grown, and how many people are still here to love and support us. Wings carry us back to our roots so that we may refresh, replenish our energy, regroup, and reaffirm our connections to one another.
I'm helping my children exercise and strengthen their wings in the hopes that they will follow my lead, not only by soaring to their greatest possible heights, but by returning, time and again, to the places and people where it all began.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Clear the Clutter
Yesterday was Memorial Day - our unofficial end of Spring and beginning of Summer. I was all set to throw up my arms and shout "Hooray!" when I realized what that means...I'm behind on my Spring Cleaning! Well how did that happen? I was doing so well in March and even into April...sorting out, finding "lost" stuff, filing away, clearing closets, giving away, donating all over the place - I was a veritable white tornado. Then April slipped into May (and now into June, but don't remind me) and I lost my oomph. I was cheered by the thought that Spring doesn't officially end until June 21st, so I actually have a few more weeks before declaring myself delinquent, but that joy was kind of short-lived. After all, it's just procrastination disguised as astute Solstice observance. What am I procrastinating about, anyway?
Just look at my sewing room. It's the only room in my house that's mine, mine, all mine...no boys allowed and it's a cluttered mess with ugly piles of "stuff" everywhere, and there's only one person responsible for it all - me. Bummer. So why don't I just clean it up and enjoy the spacious, organized, creative room of my dreams? Because it's easier to keep things the same (even if we say we don't like the way things are) than it is to take a risk and make an effort to change.
Then I got to thinking (no, really, I was thinking, not just procrastinating some more) that maybe our aversion to clearing out the physical clutter in our lives is not much different from our aversion to clearing out the emotional clutter in our lives. Just as we have old stuff hanging around that's really not useful to us anymore, we probably have old thought patterns and beliefs (about ourselves, mostly) that really ought to go, too. You know the ones I mean - those negative things we tell ourselves all the time, like "I'm not good at that" or "I'm too old for this" or "I can't" or "But what if they don't like me" or "I'm not smart enough" or maybe the worst one of all, "I'm not worth it".
I say it's high time we all decided to clear the clutter of tired, worn out, completely unnecessary negative self-talk. Be strong! Be ruthless! Be stingy - don't give it away! Just pull it out into the open and get rid of it once and for all!
"I'm not good at that"
We are all, each and every one of us, good at something and, luckily, we're all good at different things. God gave each of us talents and gifts to share with each other. That's right, you got some and I got some and that crabby person in front of you on line at the store got some, too. Now that you cleaned those pesky negative phrases out of your emotional closet, you might be better able to see your talents hiding in the back. Pull them out into the light, dust them off, celebrate and share them with the world!
"I can't"
Why say you can't when you haven't even tried. Isn't that silly? I'm not saying to live in a fantasy world. For instance, I know that at this moment in time, I can not skate as fast as an Olympic speed skater, but I can ice skate and I do have fun skating with my children. I know that my quilts would not earn a blue ribbon if I had them judged, but I can make lovely quilts and I don't really care what some quilt judge might have to say about them. I know I'm not an award winning chef, but I can cook and my family is well-fed, well-nourished and happy with the meals I prepare. We don't always have to be the best of the best in every facet of life. Sometimes "good enough" is terrific and trying and practicing is even better.
"But what if they don't like me"
What if they do? Won't that be fun? You won't know until you try. And so what if they don't? Who are "they" anyway, and who says they know anything about anything? Does one person's negative opinion change who you are? Do all of your talents, all of your loved ones, all of your friends disappear because one person decides not to like you for whatever reason? Be the best you can be and let others do as they will. If they don't like you it's probably because they have tons of clutter in their emotional closets! Be grateful yours is getting clearer every day and just go around those who might be stuck.
"I'm not worth it"
This is right up there with "I'm not good enough" and "I don't deserve..." and it's an easy trap to fall into, but I'm here to tell you that it's just complete nonsense. Let me offer you a challenge. Think of someone in your life who loves you very much. Maybe it's a child or grandchild, maybe it's your spouse, maybe it's your best girlfriend, or maybe it's your parent. I'll bet they're very special to you and you respect their opinion. Right? Now look at yourself through their eyes. What do you see? Better yet - what does your heart "see"... and feel?
Put those images, words, phrases, and feelings into your emotional toolbox and let them help push the negatives out. Go back to them often and know that your one special someone is always in your corner supporting you. Then go find another special someone who you can support and let them look at themselves through your loving eyes.
Whether it's Spring or Summer, early or late, clear the clutter and pass it on.
Just look at my sewing room. It's the only room in my house that's mine, mine, all mine...no boys allowed and it's a cluttered mess with ugly piles of "stuff" everywhere, and there's only one person responsible for it all - me. Bummer. So why don't I just clean it up and enjoy the spacious, organized, creative room of my dreams? Because it's easier to keep things the same (even if we say we don't like the way things are) than it is to take a risk and make an effort to change.
Then I got to thinking (no, really, I was thinking, not just procrastinating some more) that maybe our aversion to clearing out the physical clutter in our lives is not much different from our aversion to clearing out the emotional clutter in our lives. Just as we have old stuff hanging around that's really not useful to us anymore, we probably have old thought patterns and beliefs (about ourselves, mostly) that really ought to go, too. You know the ones I mean - those negative things we tell ourselves all the time, like "I'm not good at that" or "I'm too old for this" or "I can't" or "But what if they don't like me" or "I'm not smart enough" or maybe the worst one of all, "I'm not worth it".
I say it's high time we all decided to clear the clutter of tired, worn out, completely unnecessary negative self-talk. Be strong! Be ruthless! Be stingy - don't give it away! Just pull it out into the open and get rid of it once and for all!
"I'm not good at that"
We are all, each and every one of us, good at something and, luckily, we're all good at different things. God gave each of us talents and gifts to share with each other. That's right, you got some and I got some and that crabby person in front of you on line at the store got some, too. Now that you cleaned those pesky negative phrases out of your emotional closet, you might be better able to see your talents hiding in the back. Pull them out into the light, dust them off, celebrate and share them with the world!
"I can't"
Why say you can't when you haven't even tried. Isn't that silly? I'm not saying to live in a fantasy world. For instance, I know that at this moment in time, I can not skate as fast as an Olympic speed skater, but I can ice skate and I do have fun skating with my children. I know that my quilts would not earn a blue ribbon if I had them judged, but I can make lovely quilts and I don't really care what some quilt judge might have to say about them. I know I'm not an award winning chef, but I can cook and my family is well-fed, well-nourished and happy with the meals I prepare. We don't always have to be the best of the best in every facet of life. Sometimes "good enough" is terrific and trying and practicing is even better.
"But what if they don't like me"
What if they do? Won't that be fun? You won't know until you try. And so what if they don't? Who are "they" anyway, and who says they know anything about anything? Does one person's negative opinion change who you are? Do all of your talents, all of your loved ones, all of your friends disappear because one person decides not to like you for whatever reason? Be the best you can be and let others do as they will. If they don't like you it's probably because they have tons of clutter in their emotional closets! Be grateful yours is getting clearer every day and just go around those who might be stuck.
"I'm not worth it"
This is right up there with "I'm not good enough" and "I don't deserve..." and it's an easy trap to fall into, but I'm here to tell you that it's just complete nonsense. Let me offer you a challenge. Think of someone in your life who loves you very much. Maybe it's a child or grandchild, maybe it's your spouse, maybe it's your best girlfriend, or maybe it's your parent. I'll bet they're very special to you and you respect their opinion. Right? Now look at yourself through their eyes. What do you see? Better yet - what does your heart "see"... and feel?
Put those images, words, phrases, and feelings into your emotional toolbox and let them help push the negatives out. Go back to them often and know that your one special someone is always in your corner supporting you. Then go find another special someone who you can support and let them look at themselves through your loving eyes.
Whether it's Spring or Summer, early or late, clear the clutter and pass it on.
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