migration

migration

i do not have to words to describe my jealousy of these migratory birds that flew over the playground as darla and i romped about yesterday. they circled by hundreds over head and i kept thinking “certainly there are enough of them to carry my weight and take me with them.”

how i long to be a migratory animal. how i long to be a traveler, a wanderer, a vagabond even.

not to mention they get to head where it’s warm while we’re stuck here to freeze all winter.

i guess i’ve been really in touch with the animalistic ways of dealing with the approaching season: hibernation and migration. both seem like good options. if i could construct my ideal life i’d be a migrant for 3 seasons and then spend this fourth holed up somewhere by a fire, reading and writing. doesn’t that just sound swell?

yes, swell and impractical. that’s my middle name: impractical.

but i’m reminded that at one point or another all the dreams that became realities in our world started out as impracticalities. even this technology that brings you these impractical thoughts of my own.

gimpy

my girl had a gimpy leg yesterday. no one, including her, has any idea when it happened but since she jumps off about 213 things a day it’s likely it occurred one of those times and didn’t really set it until she slept.

couch day
gimpy

anyway, we spent the day laid up on the couch. well, she did. i was relegated to snack servant. but i have to say it was a pretty excellent day. blankets bundled on the couch, candles going in the dark horse grotto…we started with a pile of books then movie, then books, then movie. you get it.

so this got me to thinking of this idea that i really think would work. it would get me through winter and save us money:

HIBERNATION

i could do days like today all winter long. just lots of movies and books and talks and laughs and snuggles. i wasn’t even as hungry since we didn’t use a lot of energy. maybe we could drop down to only 2 meals a day! we could lower the thermostat bc we’d just stay bundled under blankets all day. let’s do it everybody! just stop going to your jobs in the winter. really. it’s ridiculous. just stop it.

can we do this revolution? let me know what you think…

pathways

i took a bit of a technology break this weekend to focus on family and Waltzgiving so no pics of anything :(  but we had a great weekend all the same. great weather! and lots and lots of fun and friends at Waltzgiving. and great food. we inherited some tasty dishes. very thankful i won’t be needing to cook for a few days. yeaaaaaahhhhh.

the break from interwebs lead to some thoughts. deep thoughts. here:

i think i’ve spent far too much time putting pressure on myself to “create” the life path that i want to take. i think i finally understand that the path of my life is already out there. everything i want is already out there in the universe and it’s just up to me to find it.

that is so liberating. to know that i don’t have to create or force anything to happen. it’s already out there for the taking. i just have to seek it. i just have to work on getting in tune with what that path is.

i know this is easier said than done and i don’t think this means it’s any less work. i can just attest to the alleviation of mental and emotional stress with this new personal mantra.

i also have come to realize that finding this path and exacting the life i want to lead is not going to come from working on my weaknesses. it’s going to come from building and bolstering my strengths. i’ve spent so much time trying to fix my weaknesses that i’ve damn near forgotten what my strengths are.

it’s not all up to me. fixing my flaws are not all up to me. maybe they’re there for a reason. creating a life path isn’t up to me but living the path that is out there for me to the fullest is.

climbing & dangling

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i walked over to darla on the playground today. she turned to look at me with a beaming smile and said “i’m playing with the big kids.”  in actuality she was getting step-by-step instructions on how to jump from and climb on the outside of the play structure from a big kid. she had a grand time playing with them for about a half-an-hour.

soooo this means she is going to have all new tricks tomorrow and the ten minutes of peace i had this afternoon were effectively rendered pointless. i’ll most likely find her hanging from the shower curtain rod in the morning. whatevs.

“we are the music makers”

“we are the music makers. we are the dreamers of dreams.”

this is my favorite line from willy wonka and the chocolate factory. it’s from an arthur o’shaughnessy poem.

to me this is a more fancy version of saying “imma do what i want.”

so check it. i’m a music maker. i’m a dreamer of dreams. i fight a lot of battles inside this head o’ mine that the ideas i have for living are somehow going to be detrimental to darla just because they are not the accepted norm.

and then i get the little reminders like this poem.

this life belongs to each of us to live as we want.

aaaand

imma do what i want.

an apology

i just spent a bit of time reading back through posts from a year ago and moving forward.

i realized that i used to have a lot more to say.

now it seems i just post a bunch of our pictures and talk about what we do. the whole point of having a blog is to share thoughts and feelings, right?

maybe i’ve been to busy to explore thoughts and feelings. maybe the thoughts and feelings i’ve been having for the past months are such that i’m not ready to share yet.

i don’t know.

but i’m going to get back to that. this was supposed to be an exercise in writing.

now, if you’ll excuse me, i have to get back to interpretive dancing to the soundtrack of an american tail with my 3 year old. true story.

thanks for that

so, i had the privilege of hearing this story for the first time today.

go ahead. pop on over there and read it and then let me know what you think.

it spoke to me in a lot of ways. i’ve been feeling gratitude for some of life’s trials and tribulations lately. it helps me grapple with perspective to remember that everything has it’s purpose and i do not yet know my full path in life.

to me that is freeing and empowering.

the thing about acorns is…

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yeah, this patience thing is one i’m meditating on A LOT lately. this illustration spoke to me from one of darla’s library books, Outside Your Window: A First Book of Nature, so i thought i would share it. i’m constantly reminding myself that it takes time for our seeds to come to fruition.

i’m always eager to see the results of work and effort and have a hard time remembering that everything happens in its own time. i can get disproportionately discouraged by minor setbacks.

what do you do when you need to conjure up a little more patience? please fill me in. i need all the help i can get!