Thursday, August 21, 2008
It is what it is - (written in August and edited/posted in October)
A sunny August day, beautiful in every way. It's been forever since I've blogged on here so I thought I would lay bare my soul before the world today. However, I'd be surprised if many check out this space much anymore. Perhaps, as many of these blogs are, it's for me more than anything - my online diary. So much to be thankful for: sweets from Swede Hollow Cafe', the beauty of creation, the summer wildflowers - I love the flowers and the tall prairie grass (the other day we picked a beautiful wildflower bouquet) , friends, my lovely kids, my husband who works so hard in the heat of the day for us. The other day I went for a run in the 90 degree heat and on the way home I licked the salty sweat from my fingers tasting the life in my body. I felt so alive! I tasted so alive! Ken must taste his sweat everyday, painting out in the strong sun, dripping away his energy for us. He never complains but has lately come home very tired. He's working so hard so that I can have five months of maternity leave. Sacrifices - each day we make sacrifices, all over the world people make sacrifices, for those we love. We wouldn't do it any different but expending all our energy can make one tired most days and at other days feeling alive.
Yes, so much to be thankful for....,unfortunately for a long time i've been so restless - wondering/wishing for a new way for my family- new environment, new meaningful employment, new house, a fresh faith, i've been fearful and restless...now, today actually, i realize that what i have, what i'm experiencing is what my life is. I have nothing else. I mean, yes i have dreams and longings at times but they are just that, dreams. Perhaps one day some of the dreams will become alive but for now life exists in the reality of my life as it is. If i want changes to occur in my life they need to occur within the framework in which i am living. And my life now consists of the following: a small nice house in neighborhood that has potential (with a backyard of mostly dirt), loving, chaotic, fun-filled, and tiring moments spent with my 2yr old and almost 5mo old - teaching, learning, laughing, crying- our two big faithful dogs that we hardly have time for, and my best friend as my husband and life partner, - ken and i are partners in parenting and working to support our lives and our kids'. We both work half-time in our current occupations but we are most definitely full-time parents. My faith for the last 9 years has been challenged and fear has dominated my life more than faith has. I won't go into all of that right now but it's enough today to realize that it's a path that i wish to change and one area that i can focus on changing . If i can't change the outside stuff then i can at least make little changes on the inside.
A friend reminded me the other day of a favorite Annie Dillard quote from "Pilgrim at Tinker Creek", one of my all time favorite books, it goes "how we spend our days, of course, is how we spend our lives." Plain and simple. A persistent focus on the future really does nothing to enrich one's present circumstances and life, however, a persistent focus on the present does everything to impact one's future life and the life of one's family, don't you think?!
I do!
I recently went to a seminar for nursing credit on "The Science of Happiness". One of the things that research has discovered about "happy" people is the ability that they have to see the extraordinary in the ordinary and find small pleasures in one's everyday life. I didn't really need to go to the seminar to know this to be true, yet hearing these truths about happiness validated and added an exclamation point to my thoughts! Letting go of our negative thoughts quickly was another factor that contributed to happiness. Wish I could say that I have that ability but.....I guess now I have something to work toward... ;) . One last thing that I took home from the seminar was this "what we focus our time and energy on is what we become". I regretfully have been for a long time too focused on the news (I hardly even watch it anymore but what I do see sticks with me like a fungus) which everyone knows is perhaps one of the most negatively slanted views on life out there! Lord knows, I don't want to become the ugliness that I see on the News!! (Side note to Becky "throw away the TV" " if such and such causes you to fall get rid of it, cut it out" isn't that what someone said once).
Now on a much more positive note, my kids - they are filled with beauty.... radiating it daily, shining it into my life in the most hectic and beautiful moments. I have to remember that they, who are very fresh from the hand of God, have the better outlook on this life of ours. My older one, Miriam, believes that everything (sadness, pain, hurts) can all be remedied with a kiss, an expression and gift of love. That's really not so far from the truth, is it. I want to focus on these things, what I know to be real in my life. Maybe then I will become the beauty that my family so radiates, that exists in things like love, grace, and forgiveness.
Yes, how we spend our moments is how we spend our days and lives! So today I choose to embrace this joy inside and all around me.
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Thoughts on a Saturday
Haven't blogged for awhile so thought I would. Been working lots and feel like the days are eluding me. I'm into the third trimester of probably my last pregnancy ever so I should be enjoying every moment of the growth of this little lively miracle inside me. And I am amazed at this miracle but also....I'm busy...busy with the trivialities of life, i.e. laundry, household duties, worries of work, etc.
The real moments in my life that seem drenched with meaning and love are the ones spent with my husband and daughter and contemplating this new life inside. I come home from work to Ken and Miri peering out the window in our house waiting for me - I can't tell you how this makes me feel as I literally run to the door of my home. Home - Webster's definition- "1) a congenial environment, 2) a place of one's origin, 3) the social unit formed by a family living together." Definiton 2 is probably most how I feel about "home", however, home means far more than that (a place of belonging) to me. It is a place of complete freedom, a place of incredible love and support, and for me it is a place stripped of pretense and/or the temptation to be what one is not.
So I walk in the door and am greeted with the warmest, most enthusiastic greetings, kisses from Ken and Miri as Miri helps me strip off my coat, in many ways reminding me that I am home and it's time to strip away all the facades and worries of the day. I am home. And I realize that I could be anywhere with these two and I would still be home, always at home.
And now before you know it a new little one will join us. Sometimes I wonder how I'll love this one - fears come, will I love this one like my Ken and Miri. And quickly I think of how love is limitless, there is never a short supply of it- it just grows and grows and grows. Just like this little miracle inside, just like God's love, neverending always there and constant.
And this little one will belong just like the rest of us belong - it works. The pieces somehow just fit together. In this busyness in my life right now I am able to pause and see how really beautiful these moments are.
The real moments in my life that seem drenched with meaning and love are the ones spent with my husband and daughter and contemplating this new life inside. I come home from work to Ken and Miri peering out the window in our house waiting for me - I can't tell you how this makes me feel as I literally run to the door of my home. Home - Webster's definition- "1) a congenial environment, 2) a place of one's origin, 3) the social unit formed by a family living together." Definiton 2 is probably most how I feel about "home", however, home means far more than that (a place of belonging) to me. It is a place of complete freedom, a place of incredible love and support, and for me it is a place stripped of pretense and/or the temptation to be what one is not.
So I walk in the door and am greeted with the warmest, most enthusiastic greetings, kisses from Ken and Miri as Miri helps me strip off my coat, in many ways reminding me that I am home and it's time to strip away all the facades and worries of the day. I am home. And I realize that I could be anywhere with these two and I would still be home, always at home.
And now before you know it a new little one will join us. Sometimes I wonder how I'll love this one - fears come, will I love this one like my Ken and Miri. And quickly I think of how love is limitless, there is never a short supply of it- it just grows and grows and grows. Just like this little miracle inside, just like God's love, neverending always there and constant.
And this little one will belong just like the rest of us belong - it works. The pieces somehow just fit together. In this busyness in my life right now I am able to pause and see how really beautiful these moments are.
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