Month: July 2013

Life Gives You Lemonade When You Don’t Know What You’re Doing

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A few years ago, I met a family whose newly turned two year old son was going to start his term in my classroom.  “Milby,”  dad calmly informed me, “is pretty mellow. He is just weaning off of his binky, and my wife is about to deliver his baby brother in a few days.  We’re really excited, but I am afraid that all of this change is going to be too much for him.”  Ahhh, to be a child, when everyone around you goes the extra mile to keep your day to day living as smooth as silk. As a toddler, adults can be sympathetic when too many things are changing all at the same time.  We do our best to orient little ones into a new classroom, into the new role of being an older sibling, and literally holding their hands when growth and unease come together and they don’t quite know what they are doing.Though I find comfort  in predictability, I have always embraced change and the mind opening that comes with it. …

Random Acts of Awesomeness

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  “Mercury’s retrograde periods can cause our plans to go awry.  However, this is an excellent time to reflect on the past.  Intuition is high during these periods, and coincidences can be extraordinary.”  (source) Something has been in the air.   According to my friend, Oddsauce, last week Mercury was wrapping up a month long period of being in retrograde, causing communication between devices and between people to be interrupted, and for one’s mind and efforts to be in a state of disarray.  As mentioned in my past two posts, I was very disappointed about something I missed and I was feeling more than a tad itchy on the home front.  Having made the decision only this month to focus on growing as a writer, I was under the impression that it would be cake!  I just have to keep writing, just flowing and developing myself with no second guessing, but  I have been drafting bits and pieces of nothing,  coming up dry because I cannot seem to get my thoughts straight.  What on earth …

The Seven Year Itchies

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When one begins to blog, a personal set of guidelines to abide by is normally established.  What is your tone going to be?  What types of topics will you cover?  Are you going to use all original content or borrow from the big boys?  Are you willing to be controversial, and if so how will you handle touchy posts and hot headed comments?  What will you not ever write about?  Will you post daily?  Share pictures of your family?  It goes on and on. I decided early on my guidelines would be simple but solid.  I knew what I would not write about, because as candid and open as I can get, there are still things in my life that are off topic.  One of them, I promised to myself, was to never complain about my husband or family members or do anything to risk putting any of them in a negative light ever, because I vent privately (sort of), and this blog is not a venue for that.  So no matter how confused, how …

Little Miss Pouty Pants

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This weekend I don’t care to look at the bright side.  I don’t want to hear how someone needs it more than me, how it’s not my ‘time’ yet, or that it’s life’s way of saying it really is not just meant to be. My typical optimism and silver lining vision is blurred.  I just want to say, “No….. it’s NNNNOT okay!” I joined a raffle for something that I really really wanted and did not win.  Early exposure to team sports and positive parenting have taught me how to be a gracious loser.  But today… NNNNOOOO!  My ego and bratty self are saying, “It’s not fair, I wanted it!” Alt Summit, that amazing resource for all things blogging, is hosting a one day event here in San Francisco in two weeks that I sadly was not able to score a ticket for.  Due to technical difficulty their server crashed and was shut down within the first few minutes of releasing tickets months ago,  then they sold what was remaining a week later but a via lottery …

Turning "What If?" To "What Now?"

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I first heard of the term “future living” at a time when my present was not going the way I’d planned.  I spent many moments saying things like, “When such and such happens,” or “If this or that were to be”.  My therapist gently called me out on this pattern of thinking, pointing out that it’s a way of not dealing with my present.  Avoidance.  Denial.  Future living.  At first I wondered what could be so wrong with planning ahead & having a clear picture of what I wanted for myself.  I could picture my dreams very vividly, but I also was not bridging the gap between my present and that seemingly perfect future that was waiting for me.   I am still guilty of going through cycles of that now:  completely certain that with sweat & discipline I will have a rockin’ figure in a few months when I am reunited with old friends on vacation, but let me just scrape the cold cheese & sour cream off the bottom of my California fries’ …