On Sunday, Tin woke up sick and was sick on Monday, went to school on Tuesday, came home peaked, went back to school on Wednesday and picked him up very sick, last night he had stomach flu. Tin: “What’s diarrhea?” Mom: “That.” And so has gone this week. As I’ve had this sudden opportunity to be unable to do any of my to do list, I’ve been able to revisit and recycle things that have…
I found myself yesterday in a quagmire and it was such a similar one to what I had experienced many years ago that I knew what to do – swallow my pride and flip the coin. And so I was able to move on from that point instead of getting stuck in it because it doesn’t matter sometimes who is wrong or right, it just matters that you don’t stay stuck in the quagmire, no…
As I’ve channeled my energy towards acceptance and openness since this weekend instead of the boots on the ground I expected when I started this week, I’ve found myself in some sort of somber mood that is something short of paralysis. I don’t know what to act on, so I’ve become motionless, still, and sort of calm. Today though, I began my day in a heated argument on the bayou and ended the night with…
One of the things that I found hardest about trying to be a fiction writer was not the rejections – I actually enjoyed reading the rejection letters – instead it was the rewriting. It’s why I found the format of a blog to be so aligned with who I am. I wanted to write from a rawness not rewrite to flawlessness. The energy that goes into what first spills out is often refined and rehoned…
Up and down on this life’s roller coaster and I wonder to myself, was it meant to be this way? Yesterday, the mail brought a stalker’s letter from some guy in prison who saw me in the paper who said, “I consider you one of HIS greatest gifts to me.” Hmmm. Then a missive that stopped me in my tracks – COLD – stop, not pause, just STOP, COLD. I called a friend, she said,…
Well I thought I had found my daily rhythm but last night’s thunderstorm seems to have jangled up things. This morning as I was stepping into the shower, I ended up stepping into a toilet overflowing and then spent the better part of the morning plunging my way out of the shit show that was threatening my day. Finally, showered, we raced to La Boulangerie to get pastries for the Open House at Tin’s school,…
It poured down rain last night and the thunder and lightning roused me from my bed to turn off the computer. I haven’t had a moment here in the Red House where I’ve woken up and gone, “Where the hell am I?” It’s felt as comfortable if not more to be here than I would have expected. I spoke to a dear friend yesterday, someone who is part of my three wise women who have…
This morning is about making a difference, whether that be with a kind word or a kind thought. It’s about finding a way to crowd out what is wrong with the world by holding what is right up on a pedestal. The first thing I read this morning was a Facebook post by Mudd Lavoie recognizing a post by Cupcakes and Cauldrons on encouraging other people and that fell right in line with what Tin…
I went to the Steiner study group last night as we are still reading Education as a Force for Social Change. Someone asked me what I felt, as a Jew, with Steiner’s repeated mention of Christ. I said that I didn’t imagine the Jesus Christ that I had held at arm’s length my whole life, but instead I imagined what Steiner meant was the divine in each of us. That is what Waldorf has been…