More things I love lately

I am hardly the first to note the amazing site The Reconstructionists, but I just love it, so I’ll add my voice to the choir.  The site is a “yearlong celebration of women who changed how we see the world,” and pairs portraits of the famous women with their quotations and some biographical information.  Amazing.

Christina Rosaline on turning 35, which she recognizes as the someday of life.  “This, this is my beautiful, reckless, heartbreaking, perfect life.”  I read this beautiful post in tears.

Meeting Priscilla Warner this weekend, which was an enormous treat and complete joy.  Priscilla is every bit as warm and wise and funny as I knew she would be.  I could have sat and talked to her for hours and hours.  If you haven’t read Learning to Breathe yet, you should.

Maya Stein’s visceral, gorgeous poetry.  My favorite lines of hers remain these, below, but every single poem stops me in my tracks by making me both think and feel.

“The world spins as it spins.
Your life is on that same axis,
half shadow, half radiance
and turning, always turning.”

Finally, my piece about what I view as an essential question: Is my constant sense of failing to be present getting in the way of my actually being present? is on the Huffington Post this week.  If you haven’t seen it, I would welcome your thoughts there!

What are you reading, thinking about, and loving lately?

Fixing a year in amber

2012 has already begun to recede alarmingly from my memory.  Maybe that’s because since the 3rd, I have been in bed with a fever, coughing, headaches, neck pain, exhaustion, aches (more on excitement related to this illness later this week).

When I read Kristen’s thoughtful questions this morning I thought they might be a good way to try to capture the essence of a year that is already slipping through my fingers.  A way to fix those 366 days, which I know were jammed full of laughter and tears and frustration and beauty and pain, a bit more into the amber of memory.

So, here goes:

1. What was the single best thing that happened this past year?

Probably a constellation of things having to do with writing.  Starting to blog for the Huffington Post (thanks Farah and Lisa for your support there!), letting go of a long-held dream, continuing to engage with thoughtful, wonderful readers here, and some other developments that are still nascent.

2. What was the single most challenging thing that happened?

Some professional uncertainty in our family that has been resolved.

3. What was an unexpected joy this past year?

I continued to fall in love with my own children, and with my own life.

4. What was an unexpected obstacle?

New nagging problems with my knee, the death of my grandfather, an uptick in bickering between the children.

5. Pick three words to describe 2012.

short, surprising, routine

6. Pick three words your spouse would use to describe your 2012 (don’t ask them; guess based on how you think your spouse sees you).

scary, content, tiring

7. Pick three words your spouse would use to describe their 2012 (again, without asking).

unsettling, reflective, clarifying

8. What were the best books you read this year?

The Age of Miracles by Karen Thompson Walker, The End of Your Life Book Club by Will Schwalbe, Crossing to Safety by Wallace Stegner (for third time), The Fault in Our Stars by John Green, Harry Potter #6 (for the second time), Harry Potter #3 (for the third time).

9. With whom were your most valuable relationships?

With my husband, Grace, and Whit.  I grow ever more clear on what really matters.

10. What was your biggest personal change from January to December of this past year?

I started drinking green juice every single day, and ate significantly more healthfully as a whole.  Current obsession: roasted fennel (thanks HLKS for that one).

11. In what way(s) did you grow emotionally?

I’m realizing that all of life is one long spiral around the same central issues.  I’ve stopped beating myself up when I feel like a broken record (most of the time), and started realizing that there’s a reason I return, over and over again, to the same set of unresolved tensions and questions.

12. In what way(s) did you grow spiritually?

I’ve made continuing strides in my efforts to be more present, to let go of my attachment to how I wanted it to be.

13. In what way(s) did you grow physically?

I’m not sure I did.  Another year’s worth of wrinkles.

14. In what way(s) did you grow in your relationships with others?

I’m becoming clearer and clearer on who my true friends are, and more and more aware of how much I love, trust, and need those in my inner circle.

15. What was the most enjoyable part of your work (both professionally and at home)?

Starting to feel I am building real relationships with professional clients, and also beginning to feel ready to own “writer” as one of my vocations.

16. What was the most challenging part of your work (both professionally and at home)?

Trying to juggle everything I need to do on a given day without dropping anything major.

17. What was your single biggest time waster in your life this past year?

Probably twitter.  But I love it so.

18. What was the best way you used your time this past year?

Running early in the morning.  Every time the alarm goes off and it’s pitch dark and 20 degrees I wonder why I do it, and then when I get home and the coffee is made and my house is asleep and I’ve run four or five miles, I am glad I did.  That is probably my favorite time of day, running under the still-setting moon and stars, watching the sky break into sunrise along the horizon.

19. What was biggest thing you learned this past year?

That there is no end.  There is no destination.  There is only now.  I learn this every year, over and over again.

20. Create a phrase or statement that describes 2012 for you.

To live is to die to how we wanted it to be. (Jack Kornfield)

 

My life in numbers

I love Twitter.  I’ve mentioned that before, right?  It was through Twitter, a couple of weeks ago, that I found a marvelous post called My Life in Numbers on GFunkified, a new blog to me. I have written my alphabet of right now a couple of times, and I have put a weekend with special friends in terms of data, but I have not recently thought about this life of mine in terms of numbers.

38- the number of years I’ve been on this earth

1992- the year I graduated from high school

3- the number of countries I lived in before I was 12

1- the number of times I’ve been married

2-the number of times I’ve been in labor

40- the hours that my first labor took

3.5- the hours that my second labor took

0- the number of times I’ve been medicated during birth

1- the number of deaths in my immediate family in the past two years

0- the number of pets that we own

over 20- the number of magazine subscriptions I have

3- the number of godchildren that I am blessed to have

3- the number of blog URLs I’ve owned

3- the number of times I cry on any given day

2- the number of pictures of the sky I take on any given day

4- the number of family members in our house

2- the number of sets of identical twins in my immediate family

10- the number of lunches I pack per week

5- the number of blog posts I write per week

10+- the number of pages of additional writing I do per week

2- the number of half marathons I’ve run

1:52- the time of my most recent half marathon

2- the average number of cups of coffee I drink each morning (half a cup each, with rice milk and agave)

1- the number of 20 oz Diet Cokes I drink a day

2- the number of glasses of homemade green juice I drink a day

2- the average number of trips to the library I take per week

8- the average number of books I read per month

10:00 pm- the time I like to turn out the light

8:30pm- the time I like to get into bed

30-45- the number of minutes I have between my 10 year old going to bed and my getting into bed.  Problematic.

 Please share your life in numbers!

A few things I love lately

photograph taken last month at a special place on the New Jersey shore

Once in a great while I like to share some things that have caught my attention around the interwebs (and the world).

BarnstormingIt’s rare that I find a blog that I relate to this intensely.  I read the whole thing in one single gulp, practically, tears rolling down my face, gasping often.  Emily refers to the top of the ferris wheel, she quotes Madeleine L’Engle, she talks about how what she witnesses in this world brings her to her knees, she cites my favorite poem, Wendell Berry’s The Work.  I’ve found a more elegant, more eloquent version of myself.

A Mighty Girl – a site with deep, detailed reviews of books, music and movies for “smart, confident, courageous girls.”  I have only begun to scratch the surface of what’s here, but I’m already smitten.  I have found books to suggest to Grace here and I definitely intend to use it as a resource for birthday presents for my goddaughters and other girls in our lives.

Cherries and Cheese: O’Hare Revisited: I can’t get Emily Rapp’s powerful words out of my head.  They glow with truth, with wisdom, with all that I’ve ever believed: “I feel, as that moment opens, so truly alive that I am surprised that the world doesn’t burst open: a perfect mix of bottomless sadness and heart-swelling joy.”  I love everything this woman writes, but this piece moved me even more than usual.

Mumford & Sons’ Babel – I’m hardly alone in loving this new album.  But I do.  Especially I Will Wait and Lover’s Eyes.

Camouflage – I’m just feeling camo lately.  Skinny pants from the Gap, a studded jacket from Zara: I can’t get enough of the print.  Luckily my 7 year old son thinks it’s about the coolest thing, too.

On Loving a Teenager – Karen Maezen Miller has been inspiration, guide, and teacher to me for a long time.  These words about parenting a teenager – “Love is the space between us. There is so much space.” –  both frighten and reassure me.  I can see this next stage of motherhood over the horizon, and I’m so grateful to have Karen’s wise counsel as Grace and I move towards it.


I’d love to hear what you are loving, reading, immersing yourself in lately, either online or off!

 

A few things

“Happiness is to have a little string onto which things will attach themselves…And my days are likely to be strung with them.”
–Virginia Woolf

I wrote an essay about Mrs Dalloway in college about which I can remember only that I used the metaphor of a string of pearls.  I know, I’m not the first person to come up with this one.  But I think of it all the time: life’s moments, strung together, are each gorgeous on their own and another thing entirely together.  These are some of these pearls, things that I’m loving, interested in, paying attention to, lately.  These are the things which, strung together, make up my days right now.

1.

Last week Grace and I dropped Whit at lacrosse camp on Monday.  We were in a large high school gym, and there were at least 40 kids running around.  It was “free time” before they started camp proper, and the other children, who looked much older and bigger than Whit, were playing basketball rowdily.  Whit hung back, looking around.  I had to get Grace somewhere and then to work.  After a few minutes I asked him how he felt about us leaving.  He looked at me, swallowed, and said quietly, “I don’t feel that great about that.”  So we stayed until they blew the whistle and started organizing into the various specific sports.

That afternoon Whit came home and announced that he had a great day.  I’m proud of a lot of things about my children, but watching them enter groups of other children, completely foreign, is on the short list.  They are so brave.

2. A couple of years of gentle affection for running skirts has tipped into full-blown love.  I love my running skirts.  I wear them everywhere, for everything, with the notable exception of running.  They are just so comfortable and great when it’s hot out.

3.  Despite the fact that I often hear lyrics in my head, I rarely listen to music.  One place I do is the car.  And now and then I actually make a CD and put it on nonstop rotation.  A few songs are on heavy repeat right now: Home by Philip Philips, The Scientist by Willie Nelson, and The Boxer by Mumford & Sons.

4.

On Thursday I took Grace to sleep away camp.  For the second year, she and Julia shared a bunk.  From the window by their bunkbed, they can look out and see the cabin where I met Jessica, Julia’s mother and one of my very, very closest friends, 25 years ago.  Jess was the first person I called on February 15, 2002, when a faint double line on a pregnancy test shocked me speechless.  Her daughter and mine were born 12 weeks apart to the day.  That they are turning 10, and friends, and together at the camp where we met and began our lifelong friendship is more powerful to me than I can possibly express.

5. This post by Sarah Bessey, In which this is saving my life right now, made me cry and it made me think.  In fact it wouldn’t leave me.  I kept thinking over and over again of those last lines: let me be singing when the evening comes.  They remind me of Jane Kenyon’s words, which ring through my head at least weekly: God does not leave us comfortless, so let evening come.  Sarah’s post reminds me that my life is in the littlest minutiae of my days, in the grout between the tiles, in the things I give to those I love, every day, every day.

What are you loving, listening to, learning from, and paying attention to lately?