“The only way to speak the truth is to speak lovingly"~~ Henry David Thoreau
I have a 14 year old daughter who loudly, strongly, and frequently speaks her mind. She criticises everything I do. I have to remind myself that I am an adult and I can take it.
I also have to remind myself that she is not an adult. How often are our interactions with teens of a critical nature? It is so easy to point out all the mistake and things that need to be done or things that are done incorrectly. All our emotions are contagious. Speak with love in the hopes that one day that love will be reciprocated.
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Geese and Planting
"The wild goose is more of a cosmopolite than we; he breaks his fast in Canada, takes a luncheon in the Ohio, and plumes himself for the night in a southern bayou"~~ Henry David Thoreau from Walden
There is a major goose migration pattern over our house. We can sit in our sun room and watch the giant V's shift through the sky like a compass guiding us to Spring. The Geese head north from the Great Salt Lake with their honks a song calling all us gardeners to gather our tools. A couple of sunny days and the dirt in our raised beds is dry enough to dig all the leaves I placed on top into the soil. We added our ashes from the wood burning stove to the carrot box. We'll see how that works. I plant lettuce and spinach in the box with the garlic sets from the fall, and will plant peppers here in late May as the bed thins out. Another box I plant full of peas and will plant a second crop of lettuce and spinach here in August. The fourth box will be full of onions; we didn't plant enough last year. Greg builds two more boxes for tomatoes and potatoes. He also makes an additional garden bed with rocks hauled in from surrounding farmer's fields. This will be a flower/squash bed flowing from our green roof. Working in the sun, turning our dirt into gardens, makes me so happy. It is a process slow by the limit of time and energy to labor and money. It is a process that builds gradually with the imagination and gives me something to think about and look forward to during the darkness and cold of winter.
Friday, February 17, 2012
Love
“There is no remedy for love but to love more.”~~ Henry David Thoreau
Love-- the most basic and eternal human quest. We seek in in many forms: romantic, platonic, occupational, and internal.
Nowhere do you see this more than with teenagers. As a mother of teens and a High School Educator I witness how it is the daily focus that motivates and emotivates.
The very intelligent boy or girl who acts like an idiot over a girl or boy.
The seeking out of friendships and belonging.
The need to find a niche, the place where success can be achieved.
The development of a positive self image, respect, and confidence.
All these forms of love create our world. What we discover as teens will carry on into our adult life. We teach math, English, history, and science in concrete standardized ways. We demonstrate love with our actions and relationships with others and the environment we work in. A little bit of love and empathy can make a huge difference with our human interactions. We all need to find continual fulfillment in all four areas of love, that is why it is an eternal quest and why giving out more love is often the remedy to achieving our own love needs.
Love-- the most basic and eternal human quest. We seek in in many forms: romantic, platonic, occupational, and internal.
Nowhere do you see this more than with teenagers. As a mother of teens and a High School Educator I witness how it is the daily focus that motivates and emotivates.
The very intelligent boy or girl who acts like an idiot over a girl or boy.
The seeking out of friendships and belonging.
The need to find a niche, the place where success can be achieved.
The development of a positive self image, respect, and confidence.
All these forms of love create our world. What we discover as teens will carry on into our adult life. We teach math, English, history, and science in concrete standardized ways. We demonstrate love with our actions and relationships with others and the environment we work in. A little bit of love and empathy can make a huge difference with our human interactions. We all need to find continual fulfillment in all four areas of love, that is why it is an eternal quest and why giving out more love is often the remedy to achieving our own love needs.
Monday, January 23, 2012
Finally Winter
"Why do you flee so soon, sir, to the theaters, lecture-rooms, and museums of the city? If you will stay here awhile I will promise you strange sights. You shall walk on water; all these brooks and rivers and ponds shall be your highway. You shall see the whole earth covered a foot or more deep with purest white crystals . . . and all the trees and stubble glittering in icy armor." ~~Henry David Thoreau
It finally snows, the irony of a snow-less winter after purchasing a snowplow. I am glad for the color that snow adds to a landscape of gloominess that seemed bleached of all vitality. For snow holds within that whiteness the rainbow of all color. It makes the sky bluer and the browns stronger. Winter is not winter without snow. We have had suffocating haze and rain that freezes at night into sheets of ice covering all the fields around us so we seem to float, our house, on a little island in a sea of ice.
Our Corolla dies, a sad death on the highway into town. Transportation is where all our money goes. You pay for those miles in more than gasoline. It makes me think about urban sprawl and suburbs, about how there use to be small independent cities. We found out we are living on land that use to be a town called Square Town. Greg has been spending time researching this town that no longer exists and by the strangest of serendipity found that his great-great-great Grandpa Abbot settled in Square Town. Talk about unknowingly returning to your roots! He can't find much information and nothing about why the town disappeared. We need to break out of our introversion and talk to the old locals before they die and take all that knowledge with them.
It finally snows, the irony of a snow-less winter after purchasing a snowplow. I am glad for the color that snow adds to a landscape of gloominess that seemed bleached of all vitality. For snow holds within that whiteness the rainbow of all color. It makes the sky bluer and the browns stronger. Winter is not winter without snow. We have had suffocating haze and rain that freezes at night into sheets of ice covering all the fields around us so we seem to float, our house, on a little island in a sea of ice.
Our Corolla dies, a sad death on the highway into town. Transportation is where all our money goes. You pay for those miles in more than gasoline. It makes me think about urban sprawl and suburbs, about how there use to be small independent cities. We found out we are living on land that use to be a town called Square Town. Greg has been spending time researching this town that no longer exists and by the strangest of serendipity found that his great-great-great Grandpa Abbot settled in Square Town. Talk about unknowingly returning to your roots! He can't find much information and nothing about why the town disappeared. We need to break out of our introversion and talk to the old locals before they die and take all that knowledge with them.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Solitude
I have a great deal of company in the house, especially in the morning when nobody calls. ~~Henry David Thoreau
I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude. We are for the most part more lonely when we go abroad among men than when we stay in our chambers. ~~Henry David Thoreau, "Solitude," Walden, 1854
If you are going to live out in the middle of nowhere you must be an introvert who is good at planning ahead. You forget one item in the recipe you planned for dinner, it is not easy to run to the store. You get lonely without the sound of humans or people passing by, you are out of luck.
We have one neighbor in a two mile radius. They were worried when we started to build. In the last year I took them a treat at Christmas and waved a couple of times. They think we are the best imaginable neighbors and we think the same in return. If they ever needed help we would never hesitate, and I know they would do the same for us. Beyond that, I don't want a neighbor for anything else.
I go to town to socialize; I go home to recharge. Home to me is a sanctuary where only the invited should tread. It is the place where I am safe from judgement or expectations where I can do and be without the worry of "what would the neighbors think". A place were I can escape from comparisons and mistakes.
We all must find the balance of social and solitude that creates a positive well being for our individual soul. Each and every person is different, but I believe we all need moments of quiet and reflection. That we all need to find companionship with ourselves.
I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude. We are for the most part more lonely when we go abroad among men than when we stay in our chambers. ~~Henry David Thoreau, "Solitude," Walden, 1854
If you are going to live out in the middle of nowhere you must be an introvert who is good at planning ahead. You forget one item in the recipe you planned for dinner, it is not easy to run to the store. You get lonely without the sound of humans or people passing by, you are out of luck.
We have one neighbor in a two mile radius. They were worried when we started to build. In the last year I took them a treat at Christmas and waved a couple of times. They think we are the best imaginable neighbors and we think the same in return. If they ever needed help we would never hesitate, and I know they would do the same for us. Beyond that, I don't want a neighbor for anything else.
I go to town to socialize; I go home to recharge. Home to me is a sanctuary where only the invited should tread. It is the place where I am safe from judgement or expectations where I can do and be without the worry of "what would the neighbors think". A place were I can escape from comparisons and mistakes.
We all must find the balance of social and solitude that creates a positive well being for our individual soul. Each and every person is different, but I believe we all need moments of quiet and reflection. That we all need to find companionship with ourselves.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Gratitude
"As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path, we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives." ~~ Henry David Thoreau
I have been thinking a lot about gratitude and happiness and it seems to me that they go hand-in-hand. Those who are most happy are those with the most gratitude. There are studies that show the process of controlled thought changes the synapses of the brain.... that thinking happy thoughts continuously builds deep pathways where the feel good hormones flow. This is the scientific evidence for the power of meditation or prayer or the simple practice of turning every self-pitying thought around to a thought of gratitude. I am working on teaching my children this idea with varying degrees of success.... at 13 especially, the world can seem to be out to get you personally. I will keep trying, for it has taken me decades to truly believe this and still I am not always successful. For the moment I am grateful for a roof over my head and food on my table. For the beautiful views out my windows, the fruits from my gardens, and the silence at night. I am grateful for family, for children who are full of hope and kindness, and for a husband who loves and helps me. I am grateful for a job that most days I love and feel like I am making a difference. I am grateful for the sun, flowers, thoughtful words, books, art, and music all these warm and brighten me. I am grateful for health and peace within myself and all my loved ones. I am grateful for each new day when the sun rises and I again have a chance to do better than I did yesterday, to have another day of gratitude.
I have been thinking a lot about gratitude and happiness and it seems to me that they go hand-in-hand. Those who are most happy are those with the most gratitude. There are studies that show the process of controlled thought changes the synapses of the brain.... that thinking happy thoughts continuously builds deep pathways where the feel good hormones flow. This is the scientific evidence for the power of meditation or prayer or the simple practice of turning every self-pitying thought around to a thought of gratitude. I am working on teaching my children this idea with varying degrees of success.... at 13 especially, the world can seem to be out to get you personally. I will keep trying, for it has taken me decades to truly believe this and still I am not always successful. For the moment I am grateful for a roof over my head and food on my table. For the beautiful views out my windows, the fruits from my gardens, and the silence at night. I am grateful for family, for children who are full of hope and kindness, and for a husband who loves and helps me. I am grateful for a job that most days I love and feel like I am making a difference. I am grateful for the sun, flowers, thoughtful words, books, art, and music all these warm and brighten me. I am grateful for health and peace within myself and all my loved ones. I am grateful for each new day when the sun rises and I again have a chance to do better than I did yesterday, to have another day of gratitude.
Monday, October 24, 2011
October
"October is the month for painted leaves. Their rich glow now flashes round the world.
We love to see any redness in the vegetation of the temperate zone. It is the color of colors. This plant speaks to our blood. It asks a bright sun on it to make it show to best advantage, and it must be seen at this season of the year"" ~~Henry David Thoreau
It has been a perfect October with just the right portion of rain and sun. The one makes you appreciate the other. October to me is associated with home. After a long summer of being outdoors, you begin to spend more time inside. You process your harvest and engulf your house with smells of baking. The earlier darkness brings everyone together, in a cozy bond of communication.
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