:: Randoming ::

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Some random things.

Our Christmas decorations have come down (well, except the tree…insert emoji with big, wide eyes).  But, even once the tree comes down, we always keep a few strings of twinkle lights up year round.  Because twinkle lights.  So of course I liked this.

We’re writing thank you notes this week.  You might remember how I feel about that.  Love this reminder.

I treated myself to this beauty.  Because Mary Oliver.

Do you feel the weight of an invisible workload?  I know I do.  Read this.  And because there are two sides to every coin, read this too.

These are (three) good questions.

If you’re able to listen to a podcast now and then, this is such a good one…with Sharon Salzburg and Robert Thurman.  I listened to it a couple weeks ago and it’s still on my mind.

I already knew of Jason Silva because my kids watch Brain Games.  After watching this video, I think I have an official crush on him.  It’s really beautiful.

And because my daughter and I love pompoms (you too?), I wanted to share a new (to us) kind of pompom maker.  We have others, but my daughter is really enjoying the kits she got for Christmas.  This one and this one for mini.

 

Enjoy the clicks…and
Sending a little love your way, m

 

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2017 Is Your Poem

656newyearI shared this quote on my ViewFinders post the other day:

I have never started a poem yet whose end I knew.
Writing a poem is discovering.
~Robert Frost~

This is how a new year feels to me.  And sometimes, when I’m not caught up in all the Doing, it’s how a new day feels to me too.  I like that.

Of course, there are aspects of a day or week or year that are reliable and predictable. But there are things (in a day, a week, a year) that also come unbidden. Sometimes these things surface as unwelcome challenge. Sometimes (more often than not) (if I pay attention) they arrive as gift.

In the midst of the challenges that will come and the gifts alongside, I set intentions and hold dreams.  There is work to be done.  There is making a home and raising a family.  There is writing and there is picture making. There is healing and there is loving.  Always these last two…in my home and in my community and in my world, your world, our world.

If this new year (if life) is a poem and we don’t yet know its ending, well then, let’s get on with the writing and discovering.  Are you with me?

 

Sending a little love your way, m

 

 

In the Still and in the Merry

656c-treeI always feel quieter this time of year.  There’s hustle and bustle around me, and I’m busy with holiday preparations myself.  But I also feel…quiet.  And decidedly not crazy.  I work (it takes conscious effort) to not succumb to the crazy at this time of year.

There are stories out there about the perfect this and the perfect that.  Thanks to social media, we have a steady stream of snippets (visual and verbal) of what others are doing and having and how they’re being.  And sometimes that’s inspiring.  And sometimes it’s overwhelming.  It’s easy to cross that line.

Nobody’s anything is perfect.  Parts of it might be very pretty.  But guaranteed, there’s grit there too.  As we move towards the close of this year, I’m reflecting on the pretty parts of this past year; I’m also thinking about the gritty parts…the times I stumbled, the times I cried, the times my heart broke.  Those parts colored my experience, and I want to honor them too.

And so, on the heels of Solstice and on the (almost) eve of Christmas, I invite you to take a few moments to look around you.  Take it in…your life.  The dishes, the crumbs on the counter, the twinkle lights, the book you’re reading or writing, the about-to-overflow garbage pail, the sunlight falling onto the floor.  Just get still for a few moments and see the messes right alongside the beauty.

The shopping will get done, the wrapping will get done, the gathering will get done. But will you take these moments to notice?  A pause here and a pause there make all the difference.  They really do.  I know because I’ve learned to take them…am still learning…am still practicing (because I forget sometimes) (and I need to be reminded).

Wherever you call home and whatever you celebrate this time of year, I wish you peace and joy and stillness.  I wish you pause and reflection.  I wish you cookies and hugs and merriness.  I wish you goodness.

Sending a little (extra) love your way, m

 

 

:: Noticing the Moments ::

Taking some time to reflect upon my week…656candles:: lighting (and enjoying) these candles

:: cold, wind, blusteriness

:: trying my hand at making beeswax candles…the 2-pound chunk of beeswax required patience and lots more time than I anticipated…a peppermint mocha helped656beeswax:: good life conversations with my kids

:: breakfast for dinner…twice this week…yes, please and thank you

:: lots of making656peppermint656pretty:: stumbling upon words and quotes and synchronicities

:: cookies

:: sitting by the Christmas tree with my sweet girl656tree

And you…what were some of your moments this week?

sending a little love your way, m

 

Trying Again

I wrote a post yesterday but it felt a little off for me.  I’ve taken the post down and I’m trying something different.  Same photo, new words…

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My dear friend gifted me this set of votive candles years ago.  Every Christmas season, I set them out (because they’re sweet) (and they remind me of her) but I never burn them.  As I set them out the other day, I told myself that I will indeed burn them this year.  I will enjoy them (and then… replacement candles!).

I do this sometimes.  Love something so much that I hesitate to use it.  I want to save it, don’t want to “spoil it”.  But I wonder if something gets lost then…in that precious handling of things.

I am going to make everything around me beautiful.  That will be my life.
~Elsie de Wolfe~

Here’s to enjoying the things and people that bring joy into our days.
I’ll burn these candles this Christmas season.
And I’ll think of my sweet friend.  And I’ll think of you too.
Here’s to loving, but not holding too tightly.  Here’s to making life beautiful.

sending a little love your way, m