Saturday, April 28, 2012

On, In, and Around Mondays: Eating the Simple

Dandelion

They got a $157,000 grant to study dandelions.

But long before this, my mother taught us to eat the greens.

Sometimes we eat the flowers too, tickly as they are, because there's a lovely sweetness inside the tickle. Cut open the stems or leaves, and you've got a free remedy for skin conditions. The roots are said to taste like coffee, and that's where the $157,000 tea is being brewed... from knobbly-looking roots.

How many times have you dug those roots up and tossed them in the compost pile? Every root an astonishing elixir against cancer.

I am reminded again of the power of simple things. Common things. Unexpected things. The sweetness of a sunshine tickle, just outside the door.
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Saturday, April 21, 2012

On, In, and Around Mondays: Listen to the Small

Daffodil White

Looking out over the lawn, its uneven terrain of purple spikey wild flowers and white violets, I perceive within myself a small ache.

Maybe a loneliness.

I sit very still and listen to it, until it grows large enough to ask for expression. Then I pick up my business journal and begin to write.

The loneliness translates itself, articulates. What I am really wanting is more face-to-face time with my colleagues. But my work doesn't work that way. It's all conducted through keyboard characters and finger taps, just as I am communicating with you now.

I daydream about working in an entrepreneurial space—a rented space where people from disparate businesses show up for the day. I think Claire Burge told me something about that, and how she met so many people.

But my life is not organized to allow for such a solution just now. I think back to words I wrote a few years ago, "I am going nowhere."

I keep letting the loneliness scrawl itself onto the lined paper. And suddenly the answer seems so clear. How could I have missed it?

Convergence. That's what I need once again. A way to take this ache and find its solution just inside the door.

When does the idea come? One moment it is just an ache. The next it is a plan to do something unusual along with my girls. Face-to-face, yes. But also virtual, with those colleagues of mine I never see.

I will teach the girls about business. I will not do it alone.

Sometimes it is good to ache.

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Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Making Your Way

Egg Hatch

What if there is something you need to be born to today?

How will you make your way?

One little tap at a time in a determined direction.

And suddenly, seemingly overnight, everything will feel open and filled with possibility.

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My favorite form of self-reflective tapping is an occasional return to Julia Cameron's The Artist's Way. It might not be for you. But it might be.

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Saturday, April 14, 2012

On, In, and Around Mondays: What Makes Your Writing Day?

Antique White Tea Cup

I noticed it one day.

How I drink differently from a teacup than I drink from a mug.

Oh, that doesn't mean I eschew mugs. I've got my days when I want to steep tea and drink it down, all in one convenient place.

But I noticed it.

Something about the tilt, the edge, the thin place that left me sipping instead of gulping.

I am a writer. My writing, it seems, is better when I've sipped my day.

I wonder, thinking on my teacup versus my mug, what the surprising mechanisms might be that send me one direction versus another. It could be very small things. As small as the edge of my cup.

It could be whether I sit on the porch instead of at the counter.

On the porch, I hear the world speaking itself, quietly, to me. How hard would it really be to change where I sit?

Water on Bleeding Heart Leaf

Wild Rose

Bleeding Hearts


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Saturday, April 07, 2012

On, In, and Around Mondays: Reclaiming the Practice of Cloud-Reading

Daffodil in Ruffled Dress

"How *do* you do it?" she emailed, with a little wink.

My friend was referring to a photo of one thing that suggested the shape of another.

Triggers

I loved her question, because it made me ask... how can this happen more, and purposefully?

Thinking back on my camera travels for the week, I answered her, "Maybe we can reclaim that childhood practice of reading the clouds."

You remember that, don't you? How you used to lie on your back and find a dragon; a dog eating an ice cream cone; or the ice cream cone alone, melting across the blue?

I realize I am actively doing this with my lens. Rather than simply snapping a "nice picture," I'm spending time with the subject and looking for shapes within shapes. A Georgia O'Keefe practice, I suppose. Suggestive, yes. And, I believe, loving.

Licking the Sky

Kissing Bud

This practice can be for the writer too. It helps develop a way of seeing. And before we know it, we aren't just reading the clouds, we're writing the dragon-clouds too.

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