Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
1 C white flour
1/2 t salt
2 C water
Monday, March 23, 2015
In today's update: I am drinking green smoothies again. Trying to work it back into a habit. A few things I have changed is using plain greek yogurt (about 1/3 C) instead of little containers of sweetened. Other than that it's my tried and true recipe and still tastes great. And its still funny how my youngest loves them. You wouldn't think a drink like that would be a kid favorite but I drank them regularly while pregnant (especially at the end) so I blame that :).
Monday, March 16, 2015
Sunday, March 15, 2015
|Downstairs 1/2 Bath|
Next up, I'll be featuring some views of the entry and stairways. Doesn't sound like much, but given the previous owner's penchant for loud wallpaper they are pretty big changes.
Saturday, March 14, 2015
Be acceptance (even when you disagree on details). Be love. Someone's fight could be depending on it. And this song is dedicated to everyone who needs it.
Sunday, March 8, 2015
Saturday, March 7, 2015
I read a book that changed my life. It broke me open and shattered my heart into a million pieces. And then it comforted me. And then I wanted EVERYONE to read it. (The title is well, the title of this post).
I ache knowing I am taking it back to the library. I want to mark it up or tear out parts and tape them to the wall. I know me and I will do none of those things. I'm just saying how I feel :). So I will go back through, type out some of the quotes I want to have a record of and then place it by the door to go back.
Here are my excerpts:
A new sense of "church" had emerged, open and inclusive, replacing the hermetically sealed model that had kept the "good folks" in and the "bad folks" out.
Change awaits us. What is decisive is our deciding.
We have a chance, sometimes, to create a new jurisdiction, a place of astonishing mutuality, whenever we close both eyes of judgment and open the other eye to pay attention. Reminding each other how acceptable we are. Suddenly, we find ourselves in the same room with each other and the walls are gone.
Close both eyes; see with the other one. Then, we are no longer saddled by the burden of our persistent judgments, our ceaseless withholding, our constant exclusion. Our sphere has widened and we find ourselves, quite unexpectedly, in a new, expansive location, in a place of endless acceptance and infinite love. We've wandered into God's own "jurisdiction."
Only kinship. Inching ourselves closer to creating a community of kinship such that God might recognize it. Soon we imagine, with God, this circle of compassion. Then we imagine, no one standing outside of that circle, moving ourselves closer to the margins so that the margins themselves will be erased. We stand there with those whose dignity has been denied. We locate ourselves with the poor and the powerless and the voiceless. At the edges, we join the easily despised and the readily left out. We stand with the demonized so that the demonizing will stop. We situate ourselves right next to the disposable so that the day will come when we stop throwing people away.
Friday, March 6, 2015
I get the chills and a fever for a few hours every day (on average ). Just part of the lupus.
The good news (besides that my medicine is starting to work and will continue to fight this) is that the sun is creeping back into life in the Midwest! Spring might be coming.
So here's my new "when I feel like crap " routine. I take the recliner, put it in the entryway pointed right at the front door. The storm door acts as my little warming hut, and with book in hand I'm a cozy critter!
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
I'm not sure if the title will fit the whole post, but I am determined to write today. And I think I came the closest to knowing what to write about when I sat down to (force myself) meditate.
I've had a couple of lupus pain days--which is okay, they are on the heels of my first "felt normal the entire day" episode. But today in pain day #2 I kept reminding myself that at times like this meditation is good for me.
I set my phone timer for 15 minutes and sat down on the carpet facing the sun.
And the pain came. No, the pain was already there. The pain was felt. Not the muscles or the joints, but my heart. The pain I try to hide from. Yes, even though I know better I try to distract and hide from feeling my feelings. But then I meditate and feel them :).
It was good because I had a cleansing cry, which I think had been hovering near the surface all morning. Life's little hurts came bubbling up and I was able to weep for some loss, some frustration, and also to feel the light and the growth in the pain. The best way to get over something is to actually wade *through* it--instead of avoidance. So I'm grateful for today's pain. My feelings feel felt.
Monday, March 2, 2015
Sunday, March 1, 2015
When I first read about natural pools I was fascinated instantly. I've got my quirks and aversions and the chemicals in pools and hot tubs is in that list :). They are quite common in Europe but haven't completely caught on here in the U.S. My first suspicion wast that they must be WAY more expensive because there is very little maintenance--and that was too good to be true.
But there doesn't seem to be much of a catch. Unless you are averse to beauty and nature and plants and all that shiz. There is usually a section that has plants that act as natural filters. So yeah, no filtration system, and very little cleaning unless you've got a leaf problem. I think it would be so cool to have that combination of the look of a pond and the usefulness of a pool.