starting over again

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Lent is nearly upon us.  Great Lent has in fact begun for Eastern Christians who keep a very strict fast.  Traditional fasts in the West were historically also much more rigorous than many observe today.  In fact, many of us are much stricter in our weight loss or physical fitness efforts than we are in our spiritual exercises. St John Chrysostom challenges us to take good advantage of these weeks given to us to strengthen both areas and see fasting – both physical and spiritual – as a the opportunity it truly is to gird ourselves up and start anew: 

"Fasting is the change of every part of our life….

because the sacrifice of the fast is not the abstinence but the distancing from sins. Therefore, whoever limits the fast to the deprivation of food, he is the one who, in reality, abhors and ridicules the fast. Are you fasting? Show me your fast with your works. Which works? If you see someone who is poor, show him mercy. If you see an enemy, reconcile with him. If you see a friend who is becoming successful, do not be jealous of him! If you see a beautiful woman on the street, pass her by.

In other words, not only should the mouth fast, but the eyes and the legs and the arms and all the other parts of the body should fast as well. Let the hands fast, remaining clean from stealing and greediness. Let the legs fast, avoiding roads which lead to sinful sights. Let the eyes fast by not fixing themselves on beautiful faces and by not observing the beauty of others. You are not eating meat, are you? You should not eat debauchery with your eyes as well. Let your hearing also fast. The fast of hearing is not to accept bad talk against others and sly defamations. Let the mouth fast from disgraceful and abusive words, because, what gain is there when, on the one hand we avoid eating chicken and fish and, on the other, we chew-up and consume our brothers?

For there exist, there really exist, ways which are even more important than abstinence from food which can open the gates which lead to God with boldness. He, therefore, who eats and cannot fast, let him display richer almsgiving, let him pray more, let him have a more intense desire to hear divine words. In this, our somatic illness is not a hindrance. Let him become reconciled with his enemies; let him distance from his soul every resentment."  - St John Chrystostom

It is a huge spiritual reset button.  Such a gift!  No matter how you keep lent remember it is a very private matter between you and God. (Matthew 6:1) This essay about the counsel of St Philip Neri urges us to follow Gandalf's advice in Lord of the Rings to "keep it secret, keep it safe" so we don't lose the merit, or value, of our practices by exposing them to the eyes of the world.  

May your lent be fruitful and peaceful.  

 

Sunday daybook

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Outside: The sun is setting over a snowy hillside. That's right.  While Instagram is showing me the beginnings of spring from my coastal friends, we just got another six inches or so of snow.  In fact, we just took advantage of some end of season good luck and bought a snowblower.  Our sons are beside themselves with relief.  

Wearing: a navy linen tunic dress with black leggings and boots.  Variations of this theme are pretty common right now.  

Around the house: deep cleaning happening.  Now that we have had a few days in a row at home I have been tackling some long put off chores like pulling out the fridge and wiping down the light fixtures.  

Reading:  I read The Great Divorce on the road trip.  It was a fast read and gave me lots to mull over.  I hesitate to recommend without Lewis' own disclaimer:

"I beg readers to remember this is a fantasy. It has of course – or I intended it to have – a moral.  But the transmittal conditions are solely and imaginative supposal: they are not even a guess or a speculation at what may actually await us. The last thing I wish to arouse is factual curiosity about the details of the afterworld."

I agree wholeheartedly.  Whatever awaits is bigger and wider and deeper than we will ever be able to picture literally.  I read the story thinking his hell or purgatory is actually more akin to our daily decisions here in life. THAT part of the story is not meant to be considered literally.  It is the character discussion, the life choices that he means for us to consider well.  With that said the analogies are convicting, especially this one about grumbling:

"Understand me.  The question is whether she is a grumbler or only a grumble?

But how can there be a grumble without a grumbler?

It begins with a grumbling mood,  and yourself still distinct from it: perhaps criticizing it. and yourself in a dark hour, may will that mood, may embrace it. Ye can repent and come out of it again. But there may come a day when you do that no longer. Then there will be no you left to criticize the mood, not even to enjoy it, just the grumble itself going on forever like a machine…."

While my total number of classic novels read is still short of my target I am encouraged by this article. 

"Here’s how much time a single American spends on social media and TV in a year: 608 hours on social media and 1642 hours on TV. That’s 2250 hours a year spent on TRASH. If those hours were spent reading instead, you could be reading over 1,000 books a year!"

Now I don't think I read as many pages per minute as the author estimates but I would be happy reading even 20 books a year.  A good deal of my reading time I don't "count" right now because it is nonfiction/instructional content but it's still happening.  

Listening to: my children, my husband, the quiet, the pages turning.  I began something of a social media fast early this year, mainly Facebook which requires closer monitoring and feedback and is more and more given to debate and disagreement.  

Years ago when Managers of Their Homes (MOTH) was a popular topic of discussion I recall an article where a woman showed her hourly spread for the week.  She was contemplating committing to a new project and put her head together with her husband who said very practically, "Which of these squares can you take off the chart each week?"  Those old enough to remember know that MOTH recommended an hourly grid you could fill with removeable post it notes that were labelled with your commitments like appointments or classes or housework or meetings etc.  While some balk at the regularity of it all it IS a good tool to lay out your days and check to see if you are trying to cram more activities into your day than there are free hours to do them.  

That happens.  

It was happening here.  

I have some personal creative projects I wanted to commit to and we had a wedding, a First Holy Communion to prepare for, a mentorship to complete, and family travel.  Then we got a large scale basement remodel added to that. Something needed to go because my thoughts were scattered a dozen different directions.  Pulling back helped me find more hours.  More quiet.  Sometimes it feel too quiet and the lost conversation is felt keenly. It was a good decision for right now though.  

Towards wellness: We joined a local athetic club and are having a marvelous time together there.  My air hockey skills are awesome just so you know.  I rock the game room.  The other rooms, not so much but we are improving.  We are doing a Whole30 during lent though modified to accomodate the tradtional fasting and abstinence.  Feels good.  

Creating: new projects in the works.  If you are over on IG or the Facebook biz page there will be updating happening there. Basically I am rambling and thinking out loud over here and sharing artsy images over there.  

 

to Mom and Dad, with love

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Valentine's Day happened to be the day before we left for the wedding trip.  It was a 'last minute' day if ever there was one.  A day of list checking and packing up and averting little disasters. Surely it was not a slow, methodical, crafting sort of day, except that I saw it in their eyes – that little bit of hopefulness.  "I found a recipe, Mom, and we only need a couple things."  It wasn't even about being a good sport at that point.  We really could not begin to pull out flour and mixers and trays. 

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Walking through the aisles picking up little necessities I found a cookie kit.  It was everything I normally cringe over in all its plastic, premade glory. Inside however it held sugar cookie hearts, tiny bags of sprinkles, and not nearly enough frosting.  And it was the perfect gift.

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The little girls wasted no time when they saw the package.  When the doorbell rang in the afternoon, and their little friends brought them candy heart pillows and cards, they happily presented them cookie hearts with sweet gel glazed sentiments scrawled in 8 year old script.  

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"My Favorite Word"
by Lucia and James L. Hymes, Jr.
From 
Sing a Song of Popcorn
(poetry collection)

There is one word – 
My favorite – 
The very, very best.
It isn’t No or Maybe.
It’s Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, YES!

"Yes, yes, you may," and
Yes, of course," and
Yes, please help yourself."
And when I want a piece of cake,
"Why, yes. It’s on the shelf."

Some candy? "Yes."
A cookie? "Yes."
A movie? "Yes, we’ll go."

I love it when they say my word:
Yes, Yes, YES! (Not No.)

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Bridal Brunching

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Our daughter's new family is chock full of creative women.  They hosted an incredible bridal brunch for us all last week complete with mimosas, fruit cups, and the cutest pancake-on-a- stick platter I've ever seen.  Such fabulous taste they have!  We so appreciated the care and thought put into welcoming us. 

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Words cannot tell you how deeply grateful we are for our community all over the country who came together to celebrate with us.  The girls Moira danced with way back in Germany flew in from Washington State.  Our neighbor friends from the old ranch in Colorado drove late into the night to be there.  We picked up our daughter-in-law who spent 9 complaint free hours in the Suburban with the three youngest and a pile of luggage.  Her sister flew out from Utah after her last classes.  Everyone rolled up their sleeves and made this happen together. Old friends, new friends, family.

I admit that sometimes moving frequently leaves a person feeling a bit like an exile.  You connect.  You care deeply.  Then you leave and are once again a stranger with no ties and no familiar faces.  Then times like these happen and you are reminded that you are not forgotten.  Relationships formed in love do not just fade away with your leaving.  

Thank you for loving her, sweet friends.  Thank you.  

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making a haven

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“It's sad if people think that's (homemaking) a dull existance, [but] you can't just buy an apartment and furnish it and walk away. It's the flowers you choose, the music you play, the smile you have waiting. I want it to be gay and cheerful, a haven in this troubled world. I don't want my husband and children to come home and find a rattled woman. Our era is already rattled enough, isn't it?” 

– Audrey Hepburn

 

Towards Harmony

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Fewer words, more experiences. 

Less conflict, more harmony.

In an increasingly dissonant world, I am so very grateful there are still cheap seats at the symphony.  I do believe music was meant to be heard live.    We can lecture about the arts but if we want our babies to fall in love with them they must have the opportunity to experience them closely. The best recordings cannot capture the wild gesturing of the conductor nor the bows slowly fraying. Sitting up close to the stage gave us just that experience the other night. 

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Brahms and Shostakovich were the featured composers for the evening.  I was fairly familiar with Brahms, one of the three B's we have studied a great deal,  but admit that I have been on a rabbit trail researching Shostakovich, the cold war composer whose music was purportedly an indictment of Soviet rule.  Making the work more intriquing yet was the quest cellist Narek Hakhnazaryan.  His performance was physically intense and engaging.  

I was pleased to notice other children in the audience.  It is a thrill to pick out the perfect dress-up outfit, to be handed programs and escorted to your seats, like the very important little humans they are.  Will they be able to fully appreciate Shostakovich's irony and double meaning? Will they pick up on the melancholy of Brahms? Is that even the point?  I'd say no. A piece I read not long ago sums up best:

"The foods we serve, the activities we prioritize, and the books we read as a family communicate to our children what we value and what we want them to love when they are grown."  

"We take our child into nature to try to spot a red-tailed hawk or the first bloom of spring even though they may not grasp the full extent of the magnificence of what they’re seeing because we want them to love them. We memorize Robert Frost poems and read The Hobbit together because they are good and good for them, knowing they will not understand every word. We stop everything every week for the Lord’s Day and share worship through music and teachings from the scripture because it is more important for our family than anything else, even though they may not follow everything they hear. If we wait until our children are “ready” for good foods, great stories, life-changing events, and the Truth, we may never have the opportunity to share them." 

Jessica Burke, Let Them Eat Steak

The best things in life speak different messages to us at different times in our lives.  All equally valid and necessary. 

"Give your children good things, the best things you can, even when they can’t appreciate them fully, in hopes that, when they are grown, they will have a hunger for them."  

 

These books and cd's are keeping the experience alive around the house this week:

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The Story of the Orchestra

The Young Person's Guide to the Orchestra

Meet the Orchestra

 

Winter climbing

 

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Our new traction cleats have been a huge success. The maiden climb was to the top of Waterfall Canyon to see the frozen falls. I don't know why it didnt occur to me that you could do such a thing.   So far we considered hiking a warmer weather activity.  This was just magical though and has opened all sorts of new doors for us. 

The little girls both got point and shoot cameras for Christmas so I borrowed one of theirs for the hike:

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You can see who got a Mom and Dad date this time. : )   It's so much fun to spend special activity time with one or two and it is also super fun to for the others to spend fun time doing something with an older sibling at home.  They are all individuals.  

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Here it is up close!  It was well below freezing this day so no worries just yet but I wouldn't want to hike this closer to spring thaw.  

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We were told the easiest way down is um….. seated.  Brendan was all in for that idea and slid as long and far as he could.  

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I hope midwinter is as bright and shining and full of new ideas for you!