tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489600258807328862024-03-13T04:42:37.961-06:00Happy and FreeThis is where I take Poetic License - often musings on parenthood and radical unschooling, sometimes derailment to ventings or observing simple personal evolution....
Always exploring my Truths...Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.comBlogger711125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-73059116156246743852010-11-22T11:50:00.002-07:002010-11-22T12:04:46.850-07:00i'm thankful for Me.We were writing on our Thankful leaves for our Tree."What else, Madd?""Me. I'm thankful for Me."I smiled, "I wrote 'Me', too," I said.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-89561593354435589962010-09-11T17:22:00.003-06:002010-09-11T17:25:12.817-06:00immersionmmm. on one of those moods...
this is why I am reluctant to say goodbye to summertime.
wanting to lie in the pool
-water-
under the afternoon sun and moon..
being a part of Bigger Than Me...
elements that seem apart,
yet a part of me...
needing to join in with The Everything.
doesn't make sense, does it?.
i'm just not done.
i want to fall off
and into...
to swirl and swish and immerse andStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-65490793910115155572010-08-18T16:45:00.003-06:002010-08-18T16:57:48.612-06:00there's just so much.I am reading Eat Pray Love.Again.Since I'm (perhaps shamefully) so disconnected from The World's goings on (aside from the few blogs I read and a handful of FB friends), I had no idea that it had become a movie.Until a couple of nights ago when I logged into hulu to let Dr. Watson and Mr. Holmes charm me into sleep. It's hard to say whom I have the biggest crush upon, but -today- I suspect it is Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-23125393320898161532010-08-18T16:16:00.001-06:002010-08-18T16:17:42.647-06:00a letterThank You.Thank You.Thank You.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-50529714737611425232010-07-10T13:45:00.000-06:002010-07-10T13:45:43.085-06:00remember
note to self:
expect fantastic and extraordinary things.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-18177744195014283912010-07-09T11:08:00.000-06:002010-07-09T11:08:21.296-06:00workNow, honestly.
Who could possibly be sad or grumpy while working (even under a summer's sun and heat!)
with all these flutter-by's flitting about?Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-57628885849789316432010-06-17T11:55:00.002-06:002010-06-17T11:55:58.986-06:00gratitudeTea!!
I'm grateful for tea.
Today green with peppermint straight-from-the-garden.
mmmmmm.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-44073055625104321042010-06-14T15:04:00.000-06:002010-06-14T15:04:16.217-06:00gratitude on monday.my husband.
my prince,
my partner-in-crime
my cheering section
my side-kick
my best friend.
love you Rico.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-47257800218927601032010-06-09T14:10:00.000-06:002010-06-09T14:10:58.959-06:00gratitude in june
i am thankful to know
that things that seem
too impossibly beautiful
too be believed
...
are not
in deed
impossible.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-3233515089174611952010-06-06T20:26:00.000-06:002010-06-06T20:26:51.277-06:00gratitudeRight this minute:
Sitting on covered patio
looking at babe-
eating a popsicle
(because she can't resist)wrapped in a super soft, warm blankeynext to the fire-sitting in a favoriteRedadirondack chair
with laptop on kneeslaying back againstfavorite pretty whitewhicker something or other
feet up on stool
body feeling Fineskin
feelingdelicious
eyes ....oh...eyes feasting!upon Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-20096009937816278372010-06-05T20:00:00.000-06:002010-06-05T20:00:10.554-06:00gratitude - filled upStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-37706670734654761142010-06-02T19:46:00.000-06:002010-06-02T19:46:41.290-06:00being filled on day fiveI am in love and thankful--
for freckles
and skin pink from being bared in the sun
and littles toddling around in oversized t-shirts for sleeping
and the beginnings of blondy sun streaks.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-77345743883049336902010-06-02T09:52:00.001-06:002010-06-02T09:56:05.119-06:00gratitude : day four(I skipped a day - I totally forgot on Monday.)
Tuesday found me sooo grateful for this puttering spot.
The day had some irritating things in it, and we found ourselves adrift and disappointed out in the world, and finally came home to console ourselves.
I did that here.
I so love this tiny corner. It's no bigger than a small room - a little bigger than ten feet square.
It's on Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-66731285528173244692010-05-30T20:35:00.001-06:002010-05-30T20:36:21.418-06:00gratitude day three: sweetness.Today I am so, so grateful that my Sunday morning began in the soft and quiet.
I got to just stand around in my backyard - mostly feeling the still, and listening to the birds singing. I'm certain they were singing extra sweetly just for me.
In my wander I discovered another sweetness - a tiny rolled phlox flower - wound today, but ready to rise and burst tomorrow.
In these things I Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-10722527185963962012010-05-29T17:02:00.000-06:002010-05-29T17:02:09.980-06:00gratitude day two : even stillIt's my turn (and Trevy's) to have the flus, I guess.
So, so grateful for a sparkling clean bathroom,
and an entire day of fifty-something-degree breezes blowing in and throughout.
Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-51638290577944091992010-05-28T16:12:00.002-06:002010-05-28T16:15:46.388-06:00a thousand days of happiness
When I was in my twenties (long before I had babies), and Eric and I were working to survive, as so many young couples are wont to do, I was asked quite often what I wanted to do or be -- presumably when I grew up.
My answer was always the same - and so, so heart-felt.
"I want to chase frogs in the creek with my son.
"I want to take art classes on Wednesday nights.
"I want to sit on the porchStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-52182875671768484332010-04-16T07:40:00.000-06:002010-04-16T07:40:12.275-06:00News FlashThis just in.
I relate to people through feeling.
I cross barriers (or plow them over) through feeling.
I am finding my way to the truth of One,
through feeling.
Emotions and intuition
are my everyday compass -
I act and Do according to these.
Huh.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-92042113270563548352010-03-29T20:20:00.001-06:002010-03-29T20:23:00.916-06:00This! Just this.Someone Who Can Kiss God Come to my house late at night-- Do not be shy Hafiz will be barefoot and dancing. I will be In such a grand and generous mood! Come to my door at any hour, Even if your eyes Are frightened by my light. My heart and arms are open And need no rest-- They will always welcome you. Come in, my dear, From that harsh world That has rained elements of stone Upon your tenderStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-87444530994700753412010-03-29T11:43:00.001-06:002010-03-29T11:45:18.557-06:00the view widens...Prob'ly I should keep these thoughts to myself, but this is where I think, so....(Feel free to skip over this.)Yet again I can relate this book to my broader vision or philosophy -(Talking about the negative, depressive voices we hear -and listen to- in our heads)"What is most debilitiating about negative thinking is that those voices slip in the back way, unannounced, and start taking over the Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-17430413435724838632010-03-28T12:57:00.001-06:002010-03-28T13:42:40.098-06:00Sharing...about Negative ThinkingI had to share this, just in case it will be as.... salvaging... to someone as it has been (immediately) to me.My son isn't a dark and moody person.But I do have trouble with his emotions, and the explosiveness of them.Just the ones that come from frustration... the rest I am at ease with.I always say that he comes by it honest, as his Mama and Daddy are both emotional, "wear it on your sleeve" Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-39240262047707248482010-03-23T09:41:00.002-06:002010-03-23T10:37:15.772-06:00taking careMindfulness has often been... well, on my mind, lately.Watering the seeds of Happiness.Smiling "with the peace of stringbean."Aiding my children in being the active Creators of their lives in stead of falling into the role of Observer.Taking care of This Moment.Contemplating if it is possible to be at peace in This Moment when my child comes calling - when three seconds ago I was contemplating Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-68880703004658211632010-03-14T09:07:00.001-06:002010-03-14T09:07:34.015-06:00re, re, reSo many things in my head, right now.Re-align.Re-calibrate.Re-do.Re-arrange,re-move,re-ducereadand rethink.Usually when I'm in this space it's out of a sort of desperation and a need for drastic personal evolution, but that isn't the case, this time.There are really no problems, though I have been in a funk the last few days - I am finally coming to realize today the reason for that funk is not Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-52395715853091632912010-01-06T08:59:00.003-07:002010-01-06T09:02:20.690-07:00gratitude: all filled upYou'd think that since I write daily for OLM, that writing here wouldn't be difficult, wouldn't you? Especially because I'm a Mama that loves to get inside her own head for at least a little while every day.This morning (pre babes waking) I am grateful for the thoughts and ideas and happiness that are filling me up!We've had adventures away from home the last two days, and have a park date with Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-27213678046279458422010-01-02T19:42:00.002-07:002010-01-02T19:46:14.451-07:00in gratitude, day one: the good stuffA year ago I did thirty days of gratitude. At that time I chose to do so because looking for things to be grateful for is a very effective way to first of all get your mind away from things that you don't want to pay more attention to (and that you'd just-as-soon left your consciousness/world altogether), and secondly intentionally watching for the Goodness is a lovely way to spend a bit of timeStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-248960025880732886.post-81003510293074493802010-01-01T10:11:00.001-07:002010-01-01T10:18:45.866-07:00New Year's RevolutionMmmmm, [she sighs in deliciousness, as she is very happy with this year's word] my third year for a one-word resolution.In 2007, my word for 2008 was Intention.A powerful word. A constant reminder to be conscious of all workings and thoughts. A steady awareness of what I was creating. A helpful and worthy course, certainly.This last year my chosen (felt) word was Still.Again, an intrinsic wordStephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06646398396834008698noreply@blogger.com13