Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Sunday, December 04, 2011
Friday, December 02, 2011
Miro you will always be a part of our family. I'll always remember how you smelled like a cross between campfire smoke and the deep woods, and how you always knew when I was pregnant even before I did.
I'm honored that you chose me to be your owner for the last 13 years. I'll miss you.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
The day was unexpected. The day turned out ok.
We got to spend the day with a sweet little chihuahua named Frankie. He's our neighbors escape artist dog who we find in our yard at least a couple of times a month. His owners still haven't picked him up so it looks like he'll be staying the night.
Lately I've been caught up in the dangerous and dark side of self-reflection. It's time to break that with gratitude so here goes...
I am grateful for being able to sleep in this morning and waking up on my own.
I am grateful for a day of peace after 6 weeks of fighting.
I am grateful for two miraculous souls named Zoe and Paige, and the light and wisdom they bring into my life.
I am grateful for the opportunity to teach my kids about life and death.
I am grateful for knowing what it's like to fall madly in love, even if it didn't have a fairy tale ending.
I am grateful for the wonderful and amazing people who will always be a part of my life and seem to move in and out of it with perfect timing.
I am grateful for great friends whose friendship cannot be weakened by time or distance.
I am grateful that I've found long lost hope.
I am grateful that I learned to cook and that it's so easy to be a vegetarian in this moment in history. (And dairy-free pumpkin pie, yum)
I am grateful that in this moment, without looking back at the deep sadness of the last many days, and without the fear that comes with the unknowns that are about to happen, everything is alright.
I am grateful for music, art, and dreams that are with me at every step lighting my path.
I am grateful for being human. For the ability to FEEL even if that means pain.
I am grateful that there are people who I haven't met who will change my life and I will change theirs in return.
I am grateful for knowing what I want.
What are you grateful for?
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
One moment I feel strong, confident. The next I'm full of guilt, hopelessness, fear. Then anger. Then hurt. It cycles too quickly. I can't get grounded. Is it even possible to move forward when you're spinning?
And how is it possible that no matter what I'm feeling there is a song that captures that emotion perfectly? Maybe I'm just lucky that way. Radiohead has been my constant companion for the last few weeks. This weekend I discovered an album by them that I had never heard, because I don't keep up with music, and there's a song that hits right to the nerve. Lyrics. Everything.
I'm on Flickr - http://www.flickr.com/photos/logosknitter/ - working through my shit through photography. I'm raw, so please be kind if you choose to comment.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Thursday, November 03, 2011
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Sunday, October 09, 2011
Saturday, October 08, 2011
Friday, October 07, 2011
Wednesday, October 05, 2011
Tuesday, October 04, 2011
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Moyers: Do you ever have this sense when you are following your bliss, as I have at moments, of being helped by hidden hands?Campbell: All the time. It is miraculous. I even have a superstition that has grown on me as a result of invisible hands coming all the time -- namely, that if you do follow your bliss you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while, waiting for you, and the life that you ought to be living is the one you are living. When you can see that, you begin to meet people who are in the field of your bliss, and they open doors to you. I say, follow your bliss and don't be afraid, and doors will open where you didn't know they were going to be.-- Joseph Campbell with Bill Moyors, The Power of Myth
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Paige take a zipper and zip your mouth closed. Lock it. No, lock it with 45 locks and put the key in your pocket. And don't talk through your nose.
Monday, August 22, 2011
The fundamental difference between the liberal and the illiberal outlook is that the former regards all questions as open to discussion and all opinions as open to a greater or lesser measure of doubt, while the latter holds in advance that certain opinions are absolutely unquestionable, and that no argument against them must be allowed be heard.
What is curious about this position is the belief that if impartial investigation were permitted it would lead men to the wrong conclusion, and that ignorance is, therfore, the only safeguard against terror. This point of view cannot be accepted by any man who wishes reason rather than prejudice to govern human action.
Sunday, August 07, 2011
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Last weekend the family and I were in Dallas visiting friends and family. We celebrated my aunt's 60th birthday and our friend Miles' 1st birthday. We also got to see my Dad's new house in the country. It was an event packed 4 days and by Sunday morning we were all ready to come home and relax.
Monday, April 11, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
The strongest oak of the forest is not the one that is protected from the storm and hidden from the sun. It's the one that stands in the open where it is compelled to struggle for its existence against the winds and rains and the scorching sun
– Napoleon Hill