Saturday, February 21, 2015

ten things



:: budding branches.

:: chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast this morning.

:: Eliza's 33 cumulative score on her ACT test. A perfect 36 on the English portion. Way to go, Pup!

:: her spearheading a "Poetry and Art Appreciation" club at her school. A well attended first meeting this week and an excited group of cultured teenagers. Double way to go, Eliza!!

:: craving greens a lot lately. A typical late winter occurrence for me.

:: purrfect pumps marked down to $10. Score!

:: Jane inviting me to go out for Indian at Bombay House on Wednesday night, then joining Averi later for a Chinese film at the university. So much fun.

:: Isaac reading the Lord of the Rings trilogy in less than a week.

:: strange and worrisome about the lack of snowfall this month. We did get about ten minutes worth this afternoon.  

:: maybe physical therapy is the answer.

Monday, February 16, 2015

lovies



hoping your weekend was filled with
people to love and people who love.
things to love and moments to love.

i know mine was.
this, and so much more.

sending my love,
e

Thursday, February 12, 2015

currently


outing:: a long awaited trip to the greenhouse (all but one plant in my studio dead) to pick out some new succulents. 

going:: to help Isaac decorate his "S'more" cake this afternoon to take to tonight's cub scout Blue and Gold banquet.

sending:: hoping Sam gets his Valentine package tomorrow.

amazing:: the spring-like weather we've been having this month.

creating:: I came upon the perfect coffee table last week at the thrift store. Yes, it was a little old and shabby looking, but it was well built and I could see potential. Spent yesterday sanding and staining and feel so pleased today with how this project turned out. It's been fun to "feather my nest" this month; rearranging furniture and adding some special touches that make our home comfortable, cozy, and inviting.

loving:: that Isaac wanted to meditate with me on Sunday. Later telling me he felt so relaxed and calm, and "wouldn't it be good if I could do it every morning before I go to school?"

eating:: a sweet and beautiful tangerine.

smiling:: Gary sending me this Mister Rogers link a little bit ago. love...

listening:: a Norah Jones kind of mood this afternoon.

gathering:: cards and treats to give the kids when we'll gather on Sunday for our traditional Valentine crepe dinner.

planning:: starting to formulate ideas and logistics for something special come July! 

wearing:: back in two shoes! My cast was removed on Monday, and I'm feeling what you could call "cautiously optimistic". More hopeful than I've felt for a long time. I limp around and am a little sore; trying to gain strength and range of motion.

thanking::  Shared this with my Facebook people on Tuesday, "...but I can't tell you how good it is to experience the simple joys of life this morning-- being able to once again take a bath instead of sitting in the tub on a garden bucket, being able to walk in my closet and hang up my clothes, not having to crawl up the stairs, to walk around my kitchen freely (and not rolling around on the "wheelies") on two feet while making the children's school lunches... so many simple things and abilities of life that are taken for granted so often."

Saturday, February 7, 2015

a very special art show


We took a special trip to the art museum this afternoon. 


Out of 1,000 submissions to this year's Utah All-State High School Art Show, 300 pieces were chosen. Both of Eliza's entries were selected. A pretty amazing accomplishment in itself given that she attends a small charter school. 


And out of those 300 entries, 30 are selected to be a part of the Utah Division of Arts and Museums Traveling Exhibition. Her Under the Influence was one of those.



We are so very proud of her.


P.S. Now for a little bit of Emily trivia:

Today was a trip down memory lane for me. Back when I was a senior in high school, I too was honored to have a painting shown in this same art exhibition. Me and now my daughter coming full circle today.

Thursday, February 5, 2015

pushin' off




what the heck, 
i thought this morning--

i scoot to church. 
what's holding me back? 
what's two miles more?

determined and excited,
heart racing and sun shining,
i head on out,
warm enough without a jacket even,
and i push off, 
push off 
gaining momentum, 
rolling into rhythm 
along my old familiar route,
right leg strong and moving 
the rest of me along 
like some 
teen-age, feeling-so-free skateboarder.

heart beating hard and soon
sweat beads wet
these curls
while strangers in their cars
wave with friendly, encouraging smiles,
and a "way to go!" shout-out is heard 
from a runner-woman  
as I confidently and contentedly 
scoot and roll on
by.



Monday, February 2, 2015

this



“Some periods of our growth are so confusing that we don’t even recognize that growth is happening. We may feel hostile or angry or weepy and hysterical, or we may feel depressed. It would never occur to us, unless we stumbled on a book or a person who explained to us, that we were in fact in the process of change, of actually becoming larger, spiritually, than we were before. Whenever we grow, we tend to feel it, as a young seed must feel the weight and inertia of the earth as it seeks to break out of its shell on its way to becoming a plant. Often the feeling is anything but pleasant. But what is most unpleasant is the not knowing what is happening. Those long periods when something inside ourselves seems to be waiting, holding its breath, unsure about what the next step should be, eventually become the periods we wait for, for it is in those periods that we realize that we are being prepared for the next phase of our life and that, in all probability, a new level of the personality is about to be revealed.”

~Alice Walker
Living by the Word

Friday, January 30, 2015

winter vision board



After I get the kids out the door and off to school...
After I gather old forgotten periodicals and calenders 
off the closet shelf...
After I turn on the Windham Hill station on Pandora...
After I plop myself down on the floor with scissors and tape...

I begin to cut.
I begin to arrange.
I begin to create.

Searching,
looking and listening 
to heart-whispered
messages and meanings;
these certain and chosen
images speaking to my soul.

This introspective and simple practice a tool,
helping me,
reminding me
of the intentions, the feelings, the mood,
the longings and vision I have 
for this season
of winter.


(other past vision boards here and here.)