The other day as I was trying to get Tin up and ready and fed and out the door and it was taking an impossibly long time and I had so many other things to do, accomplish, etc. I just took a deep breath and said, “Self, this is what you are doing now. You have a toddler and he moves slowly discovering the world through his own lens and so either you don’t want…
Visualization is a great tool for guiding yourself along the path of the unknown, but it also works against you – a friend was visualizing a breakup recently and I said if you can see it, you can make it happen so is that what you want? I think sometimes the visualization happens way before we realize it is happening. I remember when my father was at his most explosive to everyone in the family…
Snips and snails and puppy dog tails, that is what little boys are made of. I know this only too well after living and breathing boy for almost three years now. It was driven home when I heard my friend whose child is the same age is having a princess party while Tin’s birthday next week will be a music party. What is our little boy made of – jokes he loves to tell, friends…
Since Tin has taken to want to know about when he was a baby because of his age and because suddenly babies are springing up everywhere, we start a lot of sentences with Remember when … and now so does he. This morning I was in mind of Joseph Campbell’s great quote that we have to be ready to give up the life we had planned for the one that awaits us and nothing is…
Settle down and let the world amuse you with its many delights – that was on the tail end of my horoscope today and well, there it is. Last Monday, I went to park my car in the Marigny so that we would have get away wheels after Mardi Gras and on the way home, a car pulled up and asked for directions – I didn’t realize as I was half in the car telling…
“In a land there’s a town And in that town there’s A house And in that house There’s a woman And in that woman There’s a heart I love I’m gonna take it With me when I go” ~Tom Waits from When I Go
I met up with a good friend today who has just gone through having cancer and we talked about our lives and where we are at right now. She said she remembers a quote from Lance Armstrong’s book where he said fighting cancer was easy, living with it is hard. I was telling her that the hardest battle I faced was coming to terms with radically changing my life because I was clinging so hard…
I’m not going to sit here and split hairs about how hard it is to have a cold, make and costume for Mardi Gras, do your work, watch your child who is out of school, as well as accommodate guests into your newly arrived at B&B profession, but I can tell you this, somewhere when I was on my knees cleaning the baseboards that I suddenly noticed had dog hair on them, I just kept…
I was wondering why the professional photographers I know who occasionally post their photos on Facebook and Google+ really capture the spirit of the people, the moment, and the feel for what that second was like. I looked at the Mardi Gras photos in the newspaper and none seemed to come across the way my friends’ photos did – here’s one from Marc Pagani, got us en media res – you can feel the excitement:
Last night, we went to friends’ house to celebrate their 5th anniversary with a fish fry and a group of people that no one told Carnival time is over. Tonight we have dinner at another friends’ house. It’s 7:30 and Tin is humming Carnival time in bed even if yesterday he said in his sleep: Mardi Gras is over and now it’s Jazz Fest and I’m super tired. The world is crazy. This morning I…