Monthly Archives: November 2011

Love embraces all.

If I were my own best friend I sit down with a quote from William Ellery Channing…

“We are to be animated with a love which embraces all, of every rank and character. A love which forgets divisions and outward distinctions, that breaks down the old partition walls and seeks a divine spark in every intelligence. ”

— William Ellery Channing

***I love the visual nature of this quote. I love the idea of love embracing, and possibly overtaking all around it. I love the idea of love breaking through divisions and not seeing outward differences. It makes me think of colors and clams. 

Think of it, clams are all crammed into this happy little space, doing their fine clammy-thing. They are usually a pinkish-grey color. But what if they were racy red and hot pink and earthy green and turquoise and fiery orange and some really great flashy violet… and you get the picture. They would still be happy clams! And with all the fantastic colors they would be even more fun! Someone should invent colored clams!!

But I digress… a lot today. What I’m trying to say is I like this quote and I like the idea of love ignoring differences and breaking down walls. It’s nice. 

P.S. For those who have no idea who William Ellery Channing was – he was best known for being a Unitarian minister in the 19th century as well as a transcendentalist. This quote happens to be from his memoirs. 

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K.i.s.s.

If I were my own best friend I would remind myself over and over again to…

K.i.s.s.

Keep it simple sweetheart.

***As the end of the year comes hurtling towards us and life seems to get busier and busier I think it’s important to remember this one simple saying – Keep it simple! I know this has been around for ages (and some people use different words for the “sweetheart” part) but the message remains unchanged. Find the simple in the chaos. 

Happy Thanksgiving.

Warmest wishes for a peaceful and happy Thanksgiving.

May it be filled with all your favorite things.

***I love Thanksgiving. It is my favorite holiday. I have great memories of Thanksgiving and big gatherings of family and friends. I remember people cycling in and out of the kitchen, grabbing something to snack on, heading back to watch football, play a board game, play ping-pong. I remember sledding and drinking hot chocolate. I remember mashed potatoes and pumpkin pies. I remember this strange day-glo green jello mold that only shows up on Thanksgiving. I remember green bean casseroles and steaming hot bread rolls, fresh out the oven. Mostly though I remember all the people and the laughter and stories. 

I hope that whatever you are doing for this Thanksgiving it is full of something or someone you love. Everyone has different favorites – maybe your day is quiet, relaxed and doesn’t involve pumpkin pie. Whatever your Thanksgiving looks like – I hope it is peaceful, pleasant, and warm. 

I will be back on Monday – in the meantime – Happy Thanksgiving! 

Pie!

If I were my own best friend I would remind myself it is the season of…

Pie!

***I love pie. And this is the season to eat it with reckless abandon. Pumpkin. Blueberry. Blackberry. Boysenberry. Any berry. Apple. Pecan. Cherry. Chocolate. Yum.

Do you have a favorite pie? Will you have an opportunity to indulge in a piece this coming week??

A few more heroes.

If I were my own best friend I would remind myself to be thankful for a few more everyday items I might normally take for granted…

***It’s a theme!  Three posts in a row about “unsung heroes”! Woohoo.

I know some of you might find this post to be a bit crude (Sorry Mom, I’m talking about bathrooms), but I really am thankful for these things and I often take them for granted.  This summer I had the opportunity to go hiking and camping where there were no toilets (flushing, pit or otherwise). When nature called I had to use a special bag (you can’t answer nature in nature anymore, it has to come back out of nature with you) and then carry that bag out with me. Have you ever tried this??? You get to find a “private spot” behind a rock and find your balance and place the bag just-right and do your business and not get anything on you or leave anything behind and then you get to tie it all up and put it in your backpack!  After that experience I really really liked any sort of toilet (didn’t even have to flush), toilet paper on a roll, and running water! 

Indoor plumbing is something that millions of people live without everyday, and they function and survive just fine. I know I could do it if I had to, I’m just grateful that I don’t right now. So… to the unsung heroes that today include, flushing toilets, toilet paper, and running water to wash your hands with afterwards, I now say THANK YOU! 

More Unsung Heroes.

If I were my own best friend I would remind  myself to be thankful for…

more unsung heroes…

***What can I say… I was thinking about yesterday’s post and unsung heroes and foundations… and POOF! Here we are at underwear, bras (sorry boys), and socks. Think about it, what’s more foundational than your unmentionables? I know there is that small group of commando-loving-people who just don’t buy into undies and the rest; this post is not for you! 

For the rest of us, that pull on our knickers, step into our stockings or socks, and snap into our brassieres every day… this is for you. It’s where you have to start each morning! How often do you thank that pair of plain-jane, white underpants for doing the job it does day-in-day-out? It really is a pretty thankless job when you think about it! 

Me: So, tell me a little about your job…

Underwear: Well, where to start? It’s dark. Nobody ever talks to me. I’m expected to sit down (a lot), shut up, and cover people’s arses. It gets a little lonely, but I try not to complain.

Me: Mmm-hhhm. Well that does sound like fascinating work… Next!

So today, all I want to do is say “thanks!”  to the things that do their jobs every day without complaint. If they are doing their jobs particularly well (like not riding-up, binding, falling down, pinching, or squishing), then I especially want to say THANK YOU. You are another unsung hero in my regular day. 

P.S. Please don’t start talking to your undergarments – I think it is probably a good thing that nobody ever talks to them. Just saying. 

Unsung Heroes.

If I were my own best friend I would remind myself to celebrate the….

Unsung heroes.

***I was walking in a wooded area yesterday admiring the amazing colors of the leaves as they continue to glow red and orange and golden for fall. There are a lot less leaves then there used to be and I suddenly realized I had been missing something… the unsung heroes of fall!  Here I’ve been prattling on for the last month about the brilliant colors fighting for my attention, and the whole time I’ve been missing the background. The unsung hero of fall is… BROWN! 

Every shade imaginable is there! It’s in the leaves, the stems, the branches, the trunks, the bushes, the dirt… all intermixed and providing a thankless but beautiful for base for this explosion of colorful leaves. 

Think about it – how often have you celebrated the color brown? Have you ever watched kids grab crayons from a box – how often do they immediately go for brown? (Actually, one of my nephews always chooses brown, even when given a choice of every other color. I love that kid – he’s already got it figured out!) How often do you think about the other things in your life that are “brown” – the stable, behind-the-scenes, foundational stuff? Do you celebrate it? 

So, today is about celebrating the unsung heroes in our lives! In this case, it’s about celebrating the color brown and the beautiful backdrop it provides for fall.