Just a snippet: "Quite frankly, I don't know how they have done it all these years. So selflessly, and so giving-ly, and with no strings attached. (Unless you count 'we want you to be happy' as strings.)".
You can read it all HERE.
If love is a place, where is that place for you?
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- Things that made me cry today: the greeting card aisle at Target, America's Got Talent
- On Slowness, King's Road Apothecary
- LOVE IS A PLACE, e.e. cummings
- Thank you Miss P for sliding this poem by way
- Make Time tomorrow. We are celebrating TWO YEARS of Make Time. TWO YEARS! I've gotta a cake and some crock pot to whip up.
Read the full missive HERE.
I will not wear busy-ness as a badge of honor.
I am in charge of being nice to myself.
There is no in the meantime, the in between time.
This quote is from a truly excellent (and wonderfully unexpected Death, Sex & Money Podcast episode called The Cookie That Ended Jeff Garlin's Sobriety. I guess I was expecting him to be gruff, or like some of the characters he plays on the screen - and he was nothing like that at all. He was truly genuine, with bursts of the most joyful, loud laughter after long pauses. And honesty, lots of honesty. I just loved it, especially today's quote, which is his advice to host Anna Sale at the end of the interview.
Read the full missive all HERE.
I'm learning how much it's not about multitasking, but about meaningful single-tasking. The practice is in putting that first thing on pause (gracefully), and then turning to attend to the next. Trusting the TV and the VCR will stay there, frozen, waiting - in the exact same place - until you come back to it with your attention.
Of course, life always keeps moving, but I know my work is allowing for the space to step away, to focus entirely elsewhere - and pretend that the pause button is a real thing.
Read is all HERE.
And as all that concrete was being poured, all I could think was POUR YOUR HEART OUT!!!
But, when I got to really thinking about it...there;s really a lot more than just pouring your heart out.
Because, before we got concrete, the wonderful crew set up the forms. The forms are basically a huge jello mold for the foundation. Something to pour all that concrete into. The physical structure that holds all that flowy, wet, liquidy concrete in place...until the concrete sets and can stand on its own. The forms are the support that actually gives the concrete its super-important foundation-shaped shape. The shape that it needs in order to actually hold my house up. To actually be a foundation.
So, if the trucks had just came and poured the concrete, sans forms, there would just be a GIANT concrete pancake outside the shed. Or all that concrete would just fill the bottom of the giant foundation-hole. A giant rectangle of concrete.
I think you know where I am going with this.
It's not enough to pour your heart out. It's all about having the right vessel to pour your heart into.
Monarch's are poisonous because what they eat, milkweed, is poisonous.
Yeah, the bad guys know us and they leave us alone...
Many of the other butterflies and moths mimic the looks of the Monarch, from the colors and spots on the fully-formed wings to the gold metallic ring around the top of the chrysalis (which, in itself seems like a miracle. More here.)
I don't know why I am telling you this. Mostly I am tired and out of metaphors. Maybe you know the answer and can tell me in the comments below.
Read more about tiny flowers and windows too big HERE.
We all know the importance of a good foundation, but what does that solid foundation sit upon? As the house project becomes real, I am recognizing two things. 1. How layered all of my decisions are, and how they rest atop each other, one and then another, to build something strong and confident. 2. Even though I've been making *decisions* for the last two years, they are all becoming very real AND there are still many decisions to make, and some of them are very much made on the fly. I'm beginning to trust my own sure footings, and that I'm headed in the right direction one solid and confident step at a time.
What can you do today to take each step on solid ground?
#2 ) After I wrote to you last night, I noticed the big dipper, which pointed me to the fact that four years ago today exactly was the day we closed on the farm and it officially became real property for me. Seems fitting for groundbreaking to commences on the same day four years later.
Read all 7 HERE.
I can't believe I could forget such a thing as the goldenrod. To forget that she even exists. To whack through the plants in the far pasture, in search of thistle, and taking down what I thought was invasive purple loosetrife in the process. Those tall, long, lanky bodies. It didn't even dawn on me that the goldenrod was still emerging. Still only stems and foliage. Still in the process of becoming.