Archive for August, 2008


The post that has been retitled to protect the innocent

August 29, 2008


You’re welcome

August 28, 2008

Getting better all the time

August 24, 2008

Sunday morning in a quiet house.  B is out fishing with the boys, Hank is somewhere snoring and drooling on the floor, and I’m sitting here drinking coffee and listening to Feist.  I have been feeling some pressure to write here, but I have no idea why.  Maybe because I’m feeling like maybe it’s time to say goodbye to this blog for awhile.   Maybe I just need to say goodbye to the idea of writing for other people’s eyes.  Maybe I need to say hello to writing only for myself.  Mostly, though, I think I just need to say goodbye to expectations -my own and others’.

Things are not as they once were. Things are vastly different in my life these days and I’ve become almost unrecognizable.  Oh sure, I look the same on the outside, but if you talk to me for 15 minutes, you’ll wonder who I am.  If you live with me, you’ll wonder where I went.  You’d see that I do almost everything differently, I see everything differently: I breathe difference, I dance change, I eat growth, I drip serenity, and I sing acceptance … most of the time.  Sometimes I slip.  Sometimes I falter.  Sometimes I crash and bleed.  The difference, however, is that while I used to sit there and wallow in my blood and self hatred for “failing,” I now reach out for a hand up, I laugh at the funny way my body landed at the bottom of the steps, and I’m gentle with myself as I start to climb again.  And I always start to climb again, one step at a time.

Some of you know the change in me.  Some of you know how the change is coming, what steps I’m taking.  It’s a big deal.  It’s a life long journey, a choice every day.  I’m actually considering starting another blog to write about this journey I’m on, but am not sure about that, so I’m gonna sit on it a for awhile.  I have spoken to someone who is also on this journey with me and she mentioned that she likes to read about it here.  Maybe I will keep it here, I’m not sure.  Right now it seems fragile, private, my own, and it’s just such a vast departure from the unhealthy, sick, damaged ways of a thousand yesterdays that I wonder if opening it up to others eyes will reinforce it or cause me pause and doubt.  The answer will come and I just have to have faith.

Progress not perfection

I am approaching a place in the road where I will be saying goodbye to some things, hello to some, and hello again to yet others (both externally and internally.)  I see it, I feel it, I taste it.  It is right there in front of me and I’m standing here awaiting the clue to take that step.  Interesting thing is this – I am continuing to walk and with every step I take, that place in the road comes along with me! It’s like it just sort of comes along beside me and wherever I happen to be, it’s just off to the side.  This is a blissful feeling for me because I know that there is no rush to step into that spot, it will be there whenever I am ready and it doesn’t halt my progress along the way that I am not ready just yet.

I have some things in my life that I’ve never had before – a Gathering Of Divinity, a Guide, and a whole community of folks who love me – not in spite of my imperfections, but because of them – because, frankly, they have them, too.  Because of these things and people and energy, I can say what my imperfections are and not only accept them, but love them.  And because I can love my imperfections and love myself with my imperfections, I’m learning acceptance, tolerance, and love for the imperfections in others as well.  Huge thing for me.  Don’t get me wrong, though – this does not mean that I am an open field for the play of unacceptable things.  It does not mean that I am allowing myself to accept unacceptable behavior or things from others.  I am setting boundaries left and right, but they are boundaries, not barriers. My guide tells me that this is growth.  I believe her.

Peace, love, hope, serenity.  Laughter, healing, faith, fellowship.  Powerlessness = empowerment.

I’m getting better all the time.


I’m not dead, just on a break

August 19, 2008


Creativity brings me inner peace

August 10, 2008

And I’ve been working a lot – *a lot* – on inner peace lately.

My dear friend in New Zealand visited a few months ago and I gave her a pair of gauntlets as a gift.  She asked me if I could make some for her daughters.  It required totally changing a  pattern around to get the scale right, etc., but I think they came out really well.  Duck and Stealth agreed to model them for me.

I have really gotten into retro fabric.  I happen to have a huge stash of it in my sewing room, but hadn’t done any sewing in a long time.  The other day, Stealth actually commented on how long it had been.  So I decided to make myself a little skirt.  When I got done, I found that there was a small burn hole in the fabric – so I covered it up with a vintage applique of a cutie patootie caterpillar.

I wonder what I shall create next? The day is still young…


Saturday Sermon

August 9, 2008

Wage peace with your breath.

Breathe in firemen and rubble,
breathe out whole buildings and flocks of red wing blackbirds.

Breathe in terrorists
and breathe out sleeping children and freshly mown fields.

Breathe in confusion and breathe out maple trees.

Breathe in the fallen and breathe out lifelong friendships intact.

Wage peace with your listening: hearing sirens, pray loud.

Remember your tools: flower seeds, clothes pins, clean rivers.

Make soup.

Play music, memorize the words for thank you in three languages.

Learn to knit, and make a hat.

Think of chaos as dancing raspberries,
imagine grief
as the outbreath of beauty
or the gesture of fish.

Swim for the other side.

Wage peace.

Never has the world seemed so fresh and precious:

Have a cup of tea and rejoice.

Act as if armistice has already arrived.
Celebrate today.

— wage peace – judyth hill – september 12, 2001

Good luck, Big Brother.  Thinking of you today and always and celebrating.  I love you.


To all you people at the gym who don’t wipe down your machines when you’re done,

August 6, 2008

I want to kill you.


Today and always

August 1, 2008

Do everything with a mind that lets go.
Do not expect any praise or reward.
If you let go a little, you will have a little peace.
If you let go a lot, you will have a lot of peace.
If you let go completely, you will know complete peace and freedom.
Your struggles with the world
will have come to an end.

— Achaan Chah