Wednesday, September 28, 2016


Hiked a mile or three yesterday. Lake Clara was worth it.


Hannah was Bitsy Hooligan in a production of Seussical the Musical  in May, Super fun experience through StageKids WA. We are back at it again for a winter production of Elf.

Thursday, January 22, 2015

Water, my friend

"Be like water making its way through cracks.
Do not be assertive, but adjust to the object, and you shall find a way around or through it.
If nothing within you stays rigid, outward things will disclose themselves.
Empty your mind, be formless. Shapeless, like water.
If you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup. You put water into a bottle and it becomes the bottle. You put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. Now, water can flow or it can crash.
Be water, my friend."
—  Bruce Lee

I have a thing for water. 
I have this question about water: What body of water do you most identify with?
River. Ocean. Lake. 
My answer: Rivers are to unpredictable and noisy. They also lead ... somewhere. Oceans are too moody and noisy and expansive. I like a lake. Surrounded, calm, peaceful.

Friday, January 16, 2015


“Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you. But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it.
Water is patient. Dripping water wears away a stone. Remember that, my child. Remember you are half water. If you can’t go through an obstacle, go around it. Water does.”
— Margaret Atwood, The Penelopiad
I love that quote ^^ Especially this part "But water always goes where it wants to go are half water. If you can't go through an obstacle, go around it." 

I am resisting… Getting out today. I don't know why. Its a beautiful day, fresh snow ... I guess I don't want to go alone. Which is weird. I love my alone time. I also don't feel 100%. 
What’s not flowing is… Using these journal prompts. I don't know why. Perhaps I didn't have a specific goal - write every day, write 10 minutes a day, or whatever. Also not flowing, schoolwork. UGH! At least this time it was only 4 missing assignments. Yeah, that's every assignment from last week. Not a one of them were completed.
What is flowing is… My schedule. Mostly. I'm sleeping well, the work group is awesome, and quiet, fairly drama free and fun. 
When I remember that I am made of water… I never really thought about it. How can I apply being half water to anything? Maybe I do and just didn't have the words for it? I don't see myself as the type of person who routinely gets hung up on stuff. If I want to figure it out, I do. I go around it.
Flowing around obstacles means… Breaking rules. Thinking outside the box. Looking at the issue/problem from all angles. Not getting stuck. Being patient. Asking for help. 

Tuesday, January 13, 2015


I have that wine tour thing on my mind again. I cant remember what pricked it today, but something did on my way home from work. I made mental notes of what my sister said at dinner about the rental car places and college students doing the work for me. I wonder what it would take to try and fail or try and succeed. Like how I think I am going to fail first? Anyway, its still there, bobbling around in my brain.

Also in my brain: another renovation. This time our house. The living room is actually coming together, I finally found some lighting I love, we found a pair of couches we like. Looking for end tables and a new dining room light, window and window coverings and then I think the work upstairs is done.

DOWNSTAIRS though is another story. We took out the wall between the laundry room and the bedroom next to it to create a larger, more useful utility room. My dream room has large counters for folding laundry and crafts, under counter storage; bins, drawers, and shelves for things like paper towels, dry the car towels, the kids and my craft junk and the printer. I don't know if I will get it all, but I'm gonna push for it :) Part of the plan is to leave it bedroom-enough it could be converted back into a bedroom if someone wanted to... Also on the agenda is getting that other room renovated to be a more usable space for watching TV and the kids to hang out. It's gonna take a lot more creativity from me I think. Maybe I can be in charge of designing the utility room and Harry can have the other room? Seems fair, right?

Friday, January 09, 2015

Friday is...

Hockey day! Boy was it great to get back out on the ice :) I have missed hockey and the tribe of women I play with. It was nice to go back, feel missed, be noticed and welcomed by them.

I'm not feeling the Sonora prompts. Maybe I just have too much else going on to sit and think about her questions, maybe I feel like I need answers to all of them instead of just one, maybe its just not what I need right now. 

My Daily Rock tells me to commit or move on today. Maybe I will decide to quit Sonora for now. And it feels good. Put a smile on my face. I LOVE this part of the quote "The universe has no fixed agenda. Once you make any decision, it works around that decision." End of story. No "it was meant to be", no "it is what it is". Everything just falls into place.

So, my first night shift week: it went pretty good. I didn't sleep well every day, but I did sleep well some days. I am committed to listening to my tiredness and answering it with naps, which I did after hockey today. A couple hours in my bed did me wonders! I left two hours early on Wednesday night, because we were overstaffed, but I think I just need to stick it out, it messed up my sleep. The kids, especially Hannah, have been having a time with it. Hopefully she will reach acceptance soon. Hmmm, there's a thought; I've come to realize that there is grief in almost every change because there is some kind of loss, I need to remember to be more little gentle with her, she might be grieving, a little bit, the loss of her Mama.

So the Sonora prompts:
Write about a time when you took a leap into the unknown…
The sea that I’d like to cross is…
If I were to leave solid ground and cross the sea, then…
Interesting how both the Rock and her prompts deal with making a decision.

Thursday, January 08, 2015

Daily Rock + Journaling


The thoughts that I notice when making my art include… I am easily distracted - but that is true for everything. For example, I copied and pasted these questions, then remembered another small project, then wanted to peruse the online library and then got back to these questions. I also may have had something to eat, checked my email, and instagram ....
The thoughts that get in the way of art-making… The other things I could/should be doing - laundry, dishes, taking a shower and the things I mentioned that I did.
The thoughts that support my art-making… At least I am thinking about it. 
If I let go of thinking of my work as good or bad, then… I guess I don't think of it as "work". It's just another thing I can do with my time. Maybe if I thought of it as work? But that would imply I am making it for someone else, to make money and I really just do whatever art for fun and relaxation and as a creative outlet.
I art I want to make more of is… Hmmm. Whatever strikes my fancy at the time.
Daily Rock:
I actually showed this book to one of my work girls the other day. She wasn't too taken by that particular day's message, but flipped through to a day where "breathe" was the message and shared that she has a temper sometimes (ha! don't we all?) and remembering to breathe would help her with that. Good job Daily Rock.
For today: How can I be someone's angel today? I may have already failed. Hannah has had a time with my night shifts. She is like a toddler with separation anxiety. Clingy, crying, whining, playing sick ... in short, making me crazy. This morning - which means when I have had 2.5 hours of sleep - she was all boo-hooing about not feeling well and how she is sick and has pink eye (which is true, but not a necessity to stay home for anymore) and on and on and on.... I was veeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrry impatient. Probably mean. Maybe a lot insensitive. But could I have been her angel by letting her stay home. No. Not really. That would have been the death of ME. Perhaps I can be more of an angel after school?
I may or may not go back to the journal questions I missed. Right now? Nah.

Tuesday, January 06, 2015

What day is it?

So yesterday just slipped by me. I had trouble day-sleeping, then finally was deep in sleep when my alarm went off. Found out that Hannah might have pink eye so I needed to take her to the Dr. after school - Walk in clinic is always a fun time in the late afternoon... Then to the pharmacy and home to make dinner and off to work. So -- no journaling, no walk. I keep thinking I might do the journaling at work, but I am afraid I might get caught - as in someone will walk into the break room, see me typing and want to know what I'm writing about... It could happen! Ya, and monkeys might fly out my ass. AND, the journal prompts are all messed up, so I have a lot of excuses, but this one is the real one: 

"our intuitive, creative brains (and hearts) adore ink on paper." I think that's the real reason. I like writing on paper. That's what I spent last year doing.

When I create from my heart…
When I create from my head…
The difference between creating from my heart and my head is…
What I’ve learned about heart vs. head creating is…