Sunday, January 30, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Apparently without the alarm set to wake me, I got into some deep sleep----- and had a sliver of a dream on my mind as I woke.
I dreamed I was forking down a piece of chocolate cake.
I was so miffed at myself, as I dream-thought, "It's not my chosen "free day" for eating desserts! Bummer."
In real life, I am doing a three month "Wellness Challenge" with some other folk online----and I WANT TO CHOOSE WHEN I GET MY 'FREE' DAY WITH SUGAR - - - - not sneak past myself with some unconscious slip.
Besides that, the cake was dry and didn't even taste good. (You can taste in a dream? Who woulda known.)
But since I'd already blown it for that day - - -I went ahead and took some more bites.
A mini nightmare..Ha!
Sorry to say - - -that's like me - - - - "more bites" once I've messed up.
BOY was I was glad to wake up and discover that tasteless chocolate cake was only in my mind.
Because I have a little handful of Hershey kisses for Sunday, that will taste MUCH better than fake cake.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Some meanness was going on. With some instigators, I was able to create a discussion process where those around my table brought up all the factors in the meanness, imagined what the other kiddo felt, were aghast at the thought of what it would be like to be the picked on kid, dug deep inside to name actions they thought they could do better-----and even were spot on when I wondered aloud if there were actions they thought they should be doing LESS of.
Each wrote a sticky note reminder of the personal action idea they'd come up with. We picked a date on the calendar to get together for a check in - - -and to have them tell me what they discovered in their experiment.
Won't it be interesting to hear their learnings as they run the experiments to use their personal power to made a GOOD difference in their world.
But back to the title of this post.
Sometimes the counseling process is better than useful. Once in a while I get to be part of a peak moment where there is an elegance.....an exquisite shift. Like two and two equal more than four. When careful listening and gentle inquiry work respectfully together to bring out the receiver's personal wisdom - - -it is a reverent thing to witness.
I am grateful.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Here's Woody in his GQ pose.
I'm trying to give these boots away to some daughter.
Tawnya was the first Cinderella to try them on.
I love, love, love the detail on them
and the shape of the toe
but their height and I don't get along.
I have some odd development----
a bone change or something
in one foot.
I can't put that kind of pressure on the ball of my foot.
There goes the cute.
Any more Cinderellas out there?
Monday, January 17, 2011
We so enjoyed one another
And are glad to not only be family,
but also glad to be friends.
We hope some more of you can make it
next time the shout out for a Cousin Party happens!
Get out your journal and write it down, Josh.
And here's where you
imagine the picture
of the chocolate and cheeto toast
to all the rest of you cousins and aunts
(We missed you!)
we did some serious inhaling
of the loot
on the snack table
Then it was Good Night, but really Good Morning
'cause we were way past midnight!
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Hallelujah . . . . . I think I feel some energy coming back.
I musta needed some suga'!
The germies just may be receding.
That would be such a good thing.
I know I have some highlights right ahead.
This week Tawnya and kiddos are flying in from AZ. It will be a blast to see her, Kyrick and Maliah. I will miss you, Josh! I look forward to hearing what Maliah can say now. And Kyrick always is fun to talk to.
I am looking forward to the Girls Night that Alisha is graciously sponsoring next weekend. With TD coming into town, Alisha put out the word, inviting all the girlie cousins/aunts who can gather. Thanks, Alisha.
This month, I also have the beginning of two classes: taking one, teaching one. That will make my non-work time feel full. All good stuff.
The class I'll be teaching is a 6 week series of Love and Logic Parenting, through the school district. A counselor colleague and I will co-teach at Maple Grove Elementary, starting the last week in January. That's always a fun series. Parents, especially the dads, really like the DVD parenting examples that we get to show.
It is really interesting to see how the "personality" of the class develops each time I teach. I love seeing eager parents. There are always some moms and dads who are like magnets. They soak up the concepts and try experiments each week, looking for what they can do to help fill their goals as parents. And then they come back to share what they learned from their experiments.
I've always said, my education didn't begin til I had kids.
The second class, I get to TAKE for me! It is "Soul Restoration" - - -it will use art/collage as a vehicle, but it is a personal exploration process. . . . I think. It is probably right up my alley. I haven't had the energy lately to feel my usual anticipation of something like this - - - so I'm just going to sidle into it - - -and see where it takes me. It is an online version of the Brave Girls Camps that you might have read about. I expect you'll hear more about it here.
So-----lots to look forward to (pardon my participle).
I shall see how I can parcel out my energy to cover all this good stuff.
And will eat some spinach salad this week to build some Popeye energy for myself.
Friday, January 7, 2011
I was introduced to the concept last June at the Segullah Writing Retreat in Utah.
One of the presenters talked about creating this unique style of communication with a friend because she needed and wanted it: ally time.
It goes kind of like this. You and a friend discuss the concept and agree that this is something you'd like to try. You probably pick a friend who deeply values the gift of being heard----and the benefit of self-care - - - and who is willing to take a risk with you.
As described by the presenter, you schedule a regular time for your talk. You split the time in half. Each of you gets your turn to talk exactly half (uh huh, using a timer is a good thing) of the time. The listener attends totally - - -but without making comments. Maybe some "oh's" or "wow's" or "uh huh's", but just sending love, not words. (A phenomenon in its self.) The talker can talk about anything, everything, nothing . . . . can unload, shed tears, rant, be repetitive, list her blessings or her annoyances, be brilliant, be boring, be herself . . . . .whatever. She knows she will be heard and loved.
So for the last several months, I have enjoyed Ally Time once a week.
It's on my calendar.
I look forward to it. I am refreshed by it. I am tickled to have discovered a buddy willing to run this experiment with me.
Yesterday had an "Ally Time" scheduled in.
Ah . . . . . . that felt good!
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Imagine a picture of some fussy girl scowling and stomping. That's the picture that should be with this post.
I know part of it is the organizing tasks I need to do as we get ready for a new semester. I'm so much better at carrying out a plan than the actual creating of a plan. Bummer. Part of it is giving up the random-ness of vacation time. Oh, the sweet luxury of being an at-home girl. Part of it is my body keeps trying to get sick. First some chest junk. Then I woke up with a congested head and the achies. Gr-r-r. I thought I was outfoxing the germs.
Just needed to rant.
Over and out.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Mommy and kids. What a sweet family she and Brinton are building. I think Sterling looks so good and seems to have grown out of his "premie-ness." Started under 5 pounds, now just over 8 pounds. You go, little guy!
Here's Uncle Dean. His morning high council meeting ran long. He zoomed to the building where we were having the blessing - - - -and he just missed it. So Sterling is having some Uncle Dean time after church.
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