by supertwigs | Feb 11, 2012 | Health, Nature, Parenting, Photography |
I’ll describe this week as disjointed. Up and down, sky high and low, low. What a funny collection of tired and exhilarated I felt.
Who knows why? But my rhythm was a bit off. Perhaps it was as result of the cold working it’s way through my family. And, yet, there were highlights.
Like a perfect picnic under February sun.
My children frolicked, as only children can.
And I got up to collecting the many moments and gifts of the day.
Picnic blankets on a solitary beach.
A 4-year-old photographer.
“Lion-head” trees in winter.
A sun-kissed baby.
Discarded boots.
Eyes that look deep.
Bare feet in February.
—
What was I lamenting?
I certainly can’t recall.
Blown away in the face of all these blessings.
by supertwigs | Feb 3, 2012 | Goals, Parenting, Photography, Writing |
It’s February, and I am fast approaching my first blogiversary. Just under a year ago, I began Musings from the Middle, as a way to track all of the amazing changes I’d been experiencing in my life. My heart is full, even now, as I read over some of the posts I wrote last year. The hopes and dreams and wonderful directions in which I was going. And, thankfully, continue to be (albeit somewhat stalled).
Last year, I:
1. Started blogging
2. Quit my job
3. Wrote a novel
4. Started a business
5. Rediscovered photography
6. Generally fell in love with life
I have to say, it was a good year. It was fueled by the discovery of a few wonderful books, and the help of a few wonderful people (my husband and children).
I’m not sure what to say, but my heart has been asking me to come back to this place. The place where it all began. Running an online community, while learning how to learn with my children, while desperately finding ways to generate income has been – well, busy. I’ve been online a lot. And none of it here.
But, past few weeks, especially leading up to the day I started writing my novel last year (and thinking of what has come since then), have made me introspective. And, I’ve been trying to remember why I started all of this in the first place.
So, however this goes.
I’m welcoming myself back to this place.
This place of recognizing the beauty in life.
The moments and the wonder that make it worthwhile.
The creativity that blossoms when we least expect it.
And the wise voices that infuse it.
For anyone with a creative soul who reads this. Welcome yourself back to that place. The place where it all began. The place that helps you remember. And the place the fires you up.
Go forth and create. And capture and cherish those moments that make your heart sing.
Happy year two.
by supertwigs | Oct 9, 2011 | Goals, Parenting |
Today is Thanksgiving Day in Canada, and, besides filling up on turkey, I’ve been giving a little bit of thought to thanks.
First off, a few of the things I’m thankful for this year:
1. Eight years of marriage to my wonderful, supportive, creative-minded husband. (We got married on Thanksgiving weekend, which, consequently, is an easy way to remember the date, and to be thankful for each other every year).
2. My two most beautiful children. Their personalities just glow, and I am so thrilled to get to know them more each day.
3. My family. My parents, and my sisters, and my elderly grandparents, including my 96-year-old grandmother, who I recently went to visit in Saskatchewan.
Visiting my grandmother could have been hard. I took my baby with me to see my grandmother, perhaps for the last time. It was a lovely visit, and my daughter took her first real steps right there, in my grandma’s room! It was a very special visit, imbued with the beauty of the prairie scenery, and heightened by the contemplation of life and death.
While there, my aunt said something that resonated with me. “Old people really help you realize what is important.” I’ve been thinking a lot about that, especially in light of Thanksgiving. And it really is true.
My grandmother recently fell, and broke her pelvis. She could have simply given up, and allowed herself to rest in her last days. But, there she was, walking the halls in her walker everyday, because that is what she has been asked to do. Because that is what is needed. Because that is what you do. My grandmother grew up farming on the prairies, and, perhaps, this upbringing has allowed her to become the person she is. On a farm, there are always things that need doing. And you do them, not because you always want to, but because they need doing. Her dogged determination, her discipline, so impressed me (and made me realize, among other things, how small are my excuses for not exercising).
I went to visit my grandmother with hesitations, wondering how she would be, if it would be hard to say goodbye. But, when I got there, she was the same, wonderful, strong woman she always has been. And, instead of trying to say all kinds of things, and fill our time together, I just enjoyed spending some quiet time together. Enjoyed watching her enjoy my daughter, her great-granddaughter. And I realized that, instead of desperately trying to ask all the things I wanted to ask, I could look back on her life, and learn from her actions. Past and present.
Watching her, I got the feeling that my wonderful grandmother was at peace about death. At peace about death, and the life she has lived. It seemed to clear to me, that, at the end of her life, she was happy with the simple life she has lived. The people she has loved, and those that have loved her. And she doesn’t seem to regret the things not done, or the goals not achieved. Because the simple beauty of watching her great-granddaughter learn to walk trumps all of that.
I hope one day to be ready to go. To have lived a rich, full, life, and to have people who love me to survive me. I hope to be as blessed, and as determined as my grandmother. And to be as full of life, even at the end. And, in some way, for my actions to be an example to others, too.
This year, I am giving thanks for the richness of the life that she has lived, and the richness of the life I now live. And I realize, more than ever, that it is the people that make one’s life meaningful. And all the other stuff just falls away.
So, I am thankful for all of the moments I get with my family, and the richness of those moments. Knowing my children make me a better person, and my grandmother does, too.
(This post was originally published at: http://www.thehomeschoolcoop.com).
by supertwigs | Sep 14, 2011 | Creativity, Parenting |
Hi, my name is Kelly, and I am a craft supply hoarder. For years, I’ve been keeping scraps of paper, ribbons, paints, fabric and just about anything else you can think of. For rainy days that never seem to come. Because I love stamps and can’t get enough of them. And don’t get me started on stick-on-tattoos…
For years I’ve been saving these items for just the right time. And it has never been the right time – UNTIL NOW!
A few weeks ago, my three-year old son, Dylan, was disappointed because he lost the tattoo he was given at a fair. “Can’t we get another one?” he asked. I was about to reply, “Sorry, but we can’t go back. It’s gone,” when I realized something. “Of course you can have a new one – when we get home!” We were both thrilled when I opened up my box of tattoos (yes, a box of them, albeit smallish), and let him pick one (he could probably pick one every day for the rest of the year, but he doesn’t know that).
And, the other day, we were looking for something to stamp onto homemade wrapping paper for a friend’s birthday present… Wait!? I have stamps! Do I ever. We got them all out, and had a blast.
Today, it was fabric. We started sewing a bag for school supplies (as part of a charity project for Ten Thousand Villages – makes a great community giving activity for kids, by the way). Dylan pushed the foot pedal, while I guided the fabric. Before starting we went down to my handy-dandy (yes, I did say that) sewing box and picked a piece of fabric that was just right.
Some time last year, I read The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin. In it she talks about spending out – or using up what you have, rather than hoarding. I’ve been trying it with my craft supplies – and it turns out I love to share!
I can hardly wait for us to try out polaroid transfers, plaster photo frames, scrapbooking, and stickering (oh the stickers!) together.
I knew I was saving this stuff for something. Any kindred spirits out there?
by supertwigs | Aug 19, 2011 | Education, Goals, Nature, Parenting, Photography |
Life has been getting in the way! Summer is such a wonderful season, and I’ve got to admit I have just plain been having fun. But, the past few months have been big ones in terms of life change, and growth, too. I figure it’s time for me to record these things, and, so, here it goes.
As the year has progressed a few priorities have come to light for me.
- To be a stay-at-home mom. Learning and living with my kids, daily.
- To be a homeschooler. An extension of the first.
- To explore creative options for work, and to continue to use my expertise, while stretching myself.
- To spend more time outside.
To this end:
- The kids and I have been playing outside almost every day. The wonderful therapy of sunny (or overcast) summer days, woodland walks, exploring and bike riding has been, well, wonderful. (An exciting side benefit has been all of the new photographs I’ve been inspired to take while breathing it all in).
- I resigned from my full-time job, instead working on call every once in awhile. I still get to be a librarian, and I get to appreciate being at work, because I don’t resent the fact that it is taking me away from my children everyday.
- I have embraced the idea of homeschooling, and have been doing tons of reading, research, and learning with my kids.
- I have started a brand new form of work: The Homeschool Co-op. Combining my expertise as a librarian (research, writing, reader’s advisory skills), and my passion for homeschooling, I have started a brand new business. In essence, it’s an online homeschool co-op: a place for people to share their passions & expertise with one another. It’s part blog, part social network, part resource sharing & book recommendation, and a large part heart.
If your interest is homeschooling – check it out (www.thehomeschoolcoop.com). I’d love to have you join our community.
This entire year has truly been a process of growth, rediscovery and refinement.
When I stopped to consider why I started Middlemusing, and what I’d like to continue using it for, I realized something. I started this place for myself. A place to record my personal growth and acheivement. Although my children often overlap with this, Middlemusing is not solely about them. Nor only about my family.
So, I have also started another blog,
seaandforest.com. If you want to check out my family’s home learning journey, follow us here. It’s in its infancy, but I’ll be tracking our progress together and sharing our discoveries. As for my own personal journey (literary, creativity, goals) I’ll continue to be charting it here. So (breathe a sigh of relief if you like), those of you who aren’t so interested, don’t have to hear about my kids all the time (just sometimes).
Many thanks for reading, and here’s to an invigorating fall (always a season of new beginnings for me, but that’s the subject of another post).
If you’ve had any major (or minor) life changing decisions of late, I’d love to hear about them.
by supertwigs | Jul 29, 2011 | Education, Goals, Health, Parenting |
I just finished reading a book on Waldorf Education: Beyond the Rainbow Bridge, by Barbara Patterson and Pamela Bradley. I’m still digesting everything (I felt like there were a few too many theories stated as fact), but I did love a lot of it. One of the key tenants of Waldorf Education is the idea of consistent rhythms. That is, that children function better and learn more effectively if they know what to expect from their day / week / year.
The idea of seasonal rhythms is so wonderfully appealing to me. The seasonal celebrations of things like summer berry picking and beach combing, making pies and hot soup in the fall (not that I ever actually make pies), picking out a Christmas tree (and spending hours making presents every year), planting flowers in the spring.
But, I have to admit, my daily & weekly rhythms could use improvement. I try not to schedule too many things into our family’s life (trying to leave room for creative, free play and spontaneity). However, after reading Beyond the Rainbow Bridge, I have been inspired to consider my days more deliberately.
In a Waldorf classroom, kids start every day with a story and song time. They spend time free playing, and come together for lunch. They watch their teacher accomplish her tasks, and help as necessity and interest dictate. In a Waldorf-inspired home, families come together to eat meals, have a regular bedtime routine and regular outside play time. Throughout the week, kids learn the days of the week through the weekly rituals and routines that are accomplished.
I think I could learn from this. Perhaps I would be more on top of my housework if I made a regular effort to clean certain days, or at certain times. Perhaps I could regulate my children’s blood sugar levels (and, therefore, moods) by being more deliberate about eating at the same time every day. And by honouring quiet time. Being more deliberate about play time, too. Allowing myself to play with my kids, because I know that some of my work has been done.
I know we have rhythms. Our morning and bedtimes routines are pretty predictable. And they work. I am just wondering what kind of peace I could give myself by becoming more aware of the rhythms of our days, and more specifically, our weeks. Perhaps I’d have more space (both actual time, and clarity of mind) for my own creative goals, too.
Anyone have this nailed down? Brilliant thoughts (or even not so brilliant thoughts) on rhythms in the home – bring them on!
Hi! I’m Kelly Woods, writer, mother & librarian. I write about beauty, creativity, green living and lifestyle design to help others live a life of inspiration, too.