Sunday, May 20, 2012

soul searching



The cove at W.R. Hearst State Beach, San Simeon, California, is one of the most beautiful spots on the planet. I am physically and spiritually closer to my God when I am there. On the stretch of land leading out to the "point," I walk the dirt path, quite literally forced to take in all of the sights, sounds, and scents that surround me. I bring with me all of the clutter that has been circling my brain the past few weeks. I have come to this lovely place for all the answers, but instead, "In due time," I am told. "Just wait ... and trust. Of utmost importance is the scent of the Eucalyptus trees, the saltwater-induced grooves on the beach rocks, the new growth emerging from the broken branches."












Saturday, May 19, 2012

ladder



I bought a ladder today. This has both practical and symbolic significance in my life.

Saturday, May 12, 2012

20 things my mother taught me

My mom had her hands full! I'm middle.

When I was about six I ran away from home. Having put much thought into my future survival, I packed a lunch and fled away in my Krazy Kar (my only form of transportation) with our basset hound pup POTUS in tow. I got about two blocks. I vividly remember sitting there in a neighbor's backyard - already hungry and trying to control the dog - when my sister appeared. "You're in so much trouble," she said. And I was. I was angry at my mom for years about that. Why didn't she comfort me instead of punishing me for that not-so-little cry for help? I was angry and frustrated, and acting out big time. Where was the motherly compassion I craved?

Years later it was my turn. While I love my kids to their very cores and experience immeasurable joys in my role as mom, I found the job to me much more difficult than the job description. You are chef, tutor, chauffeur, accountant, referee, nag, maid, blah, blah, blah. Saddled with a never-ending to-do list, you can just forget about your own wants and desires, at least until they're about 18. "Just admit me to the nearest asylum," you often wish. But, of course, you can't go there, because who would make sure everyone was out the door on time for school the next morning? So I forgive my mom for not reacting the way my six-year-old self wanted her to react that day. She was working hard, we were all a team, and I was supposed to be supporting her. I also hereby apologize for the stair stomping, door banging, and numerous other stunts I pulled to gain her attention through the years. She didn't deserve any of it.

Truth is, I was blessed with a fabulous mom. The many pearls of wisdom I have gained by her example culminate into the sole reason I now consider myself a halfway decent mother: Because of her. I only hope my own children will someday come to respect me in the same way. I think they'll need to be parents themselves to fully get it.


20 Things My Mother Taught Me (about life and being a mom):

1. Kids are not the parents and mom and dad are not to be interrupted mid-sentence.

2. Read to your children before bed. Winnie the Pooh should be on continuous rotation as it contains most of life's lessons. Also, it is super cute and funny.

3. Creativity is to be encouraged.

4. The fork goes on the left, the knife and spoon go on the right. The drink glass goes on the upper left.

5. Be grateful for the things you have - from your toys to the food on the table. None of it is to be wasted, mistreated, or taken for granted.

6. Hugs are important and should be given and received often.

7. Always wear sunscreen.

8. You will not learn how to live your lives if you are given everything on a silver platter.

9. You are allowed to fail. You will learn how to do it better the next time.

10. Look it up in the dictionary. And "the car runs good" is not a proper grammar.

11. You are held accountable for your own actions.

12. Love and appreciate all things of nature, big and small. Bugs and spiders are our friends.

13. Be polite and respectful. Or we are leaving the __________ (store, restaurant, etc.)

14. Chores are important for reasons other than the chores themselves. They should be completed regularly and to the best of your ability always.

15. Take good care of yourself. Exercise regularly and show your best self to the outside world.

16. Don't steal. If you steal candy from the store we are going back there to return it and you will apologize to the store clerk.

17. Sometimes dinner is served past 7:30. Deal with it. And please set the table.

18. Write thank-you notes. Handwritten, preferably.

19. Be yourself. Be original. Be silly and goofy if you want. Show the world who you are.

20. You will always be loved.

Is my mom awesome or what???




Reference photo: Krazy Kar

Thursday, April 26, 2012

crooked


“My kids are starting to notice I'm a little different from the other dads. 'Why don't you have a straight job like everyone else?' they asked me the other day. 

I told them this story: 
In the forest, there was a crooked tree and a straight tree. Every day, the straight tree would say to the crooked tree, 'Look at me ... I'm tall, and I'm straight, and I'm handsome. Look at you ... you're all crooked and bent over. No one wants to look at you.' And they grew up in that forest together. And then one day the loggers came, and they saw the crooked tree and the straight tree, and they said, 'Just cut the straight trees and leave the rest.' So the loggers turned all the straight trees into lumber and toothpicks and paper. And the crooked tree is still there, growing stronger and stranger every day.” 


- Tom Waits

a thing of beauty



Needs no explanation ... just listen. To the end.

Saturday, April 21, 2012

happy happy joy joy


I challenged myself to find the happy this week. Here are just some of the results, in no particular order:

My daughter's photography:

Photo by Melissa Mathieson


















Two good hair days.

Brief encounter with a girlfriend whose mere presence is like a breath of fresh air.

Hi-fiving my coworker who just sold a 24-page ad spread.

Multiple reruns of my favorite show.

Consoling an old friend who is really hurting and being able to say "I've been there ... and you're going to be OK."

Waking my daughter with good morning hugs (x5).

A really good cover

Morning view of a picture-perfect day - complete with a generous peek of blue-green ocean -  from my bathroom window.

A $5 bouquet of California lilacs. The scent alone was worth the price!

Chocolate. (Guaranteed to land a spot on any happy list I ever make.)

My boyfriend's description of my back. (He's in favor of it.)

When my coworker says “OH GEEZ” in his best Minnesota accent.

Fitting into my skinny jeans. By skinny jeans I mean my mom jeans one size smaller, so not the skimpy things my daughter wears.

My son's overnight visit during which the three of us watched The Muppet Movie on DVD. Belly laughs!

This happy song

And the best: This blog was just picked up as a featured blog by ISpy Studio, an online artists showcase created by my friend and professional mentor. So honored!


I admit this week's happiness experiment began as something inspiring to post on my facebook page on a Monday morning (My 140 friends will tell you I'm weirdly obsessed!), but in pledging to redirect my attitude for one week, I ended up with five of the more positive days I've experienced in a long time. No amazing trips, no hot dates, no lottery winnings. Instead, just the little things ... those split second joys that make you smile briefly just before plunging yourself back into the harsh realities of the day. Giving them much more prominence this week made all the difference.

This is the stuff that will comprise my memories in that not-too-distant future when I fully embrace my naturally white hair and make my way around town in my Hoveround. So why is it that I am so often consumed by the deadlines, the stress, the sadness, the loss? Like a good friend reminded me this week: "Happy happy joy joy." I can't think of a better mantra.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

perspective



Sam Phillips - "Same Rain"