Week 23: Oh Happy Day

Our son turned one recently. Oh, happy day! He is our one-and-only child and we feel so lucky to have him around. His name should be joy because that is what he is.

We had a small birthday party for him complete with party hats, chocolate cupcakes and a happy birthday sign. Both sets of grandparents were there, along with aunties, friends who were pivotal in his arrival, and of course, his little buddy Cooper.

While I was pregnant, people told me a lot about babies. How to burp them, feed them, give birth to them. But no one ever told me just how much love I would feel for him. No one could. Words cannot really describe what it has been like to watch him grow. Words cannot really contain that feeling.

It seemed like one day he was laying on his back discovering his toes, and the next day he was crawling for the first time. His first word was banana. The first animal he imitated was a crow – CAW, CAW! His first toy was Sophie le Giraffe. And he learned to clap and kiss on the same day, then welcomed his dad home from Beirut with these new and fabulous skills.

Since his birthday, I have been thinking about what I would want to tell him or write down for him about the past year. Do I have advice for him? Is there something I would like him to know? And while I was thinking about this, I came across a short video by Katherine Center that says a lot of what I think I would like to say to my sweet boy. At least to start.

I have watched you sleep.  I’ve kissed you a million times.  And I know something that you don’t, yet: You are writing the story of your only life every single minute of every day. And my greatest hope for you, sweet child, is that I can teach you how to write a good one.

This week, the celebration of our baby’s very first birthday is one nice thing.

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Your Laughter

Your Laughter
by Pablo Neruda

Take bread away from me, if you wish,
take air away, but
do not take from me your laughter.

Do not take away the rose,
the lanceflower that you pluck,
the water that suddenly
bursts forth in your joy,
the sudden wave
of silver born in you.

My struggle is harsh and I come back
with eyes tired
at times from having seen
the unchanging earth,
but when your laughter enters
it rises to the sky seeking me
and it opens for me all
the doors of life.

My love, in the darkest
hour your laughter
opens, and if suddenly
you see my blood staining
the stones of the street,
laugh, because your laughter
will be for my hands
like a fresh sword.

Next to the sea in the autumn,
your laughter must raise
its foamy cascade,
and in the spring, love,
I want your laughter like
the flower I was waiting for,
the blue flower, the rose
of my echoing country.

Laugh at the night,
at the day, at the moon,
laugh at the twisted
streets of the island,
laugh at this clumsy
boy who loves you,
but when I open
my eyes and close them,
when my steps go,
when my steps return,
deny me bread, air,
light, spring,
but never your laughter
for I would die.

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Wonderful

Erin McNulty   /   Wonderful (yellow) /   8 x 10 print

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Pema Chodron

When you begin to touch your heart or let your heart be touched, you begin to discover that it’s bottomless, that it doesn’t have any resolution, that this heart is huge, vast, and limitless. You begin to discover how much warmth and gentleness is there, as well as how much space. — Pema Chodron

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Week 22: Kindness

Okay, I’m going to be honest here. It is actually week 23.

It felt almost impossible to write about beauty last week as news and images of the earthquake in Haiti started to flash across our screens and airwaves. I felt immobilized and helpless, waiting to absorb what was happening to thousands of people as they struggled to make their way out of a horrible tragedy. And for days, an almost constant awareness of suffering sat firmly in my mind.

Over the last few days, thankfully, we have started to hear about how we can be helpful. We have also started to hear incredible stories of survival. The miracles. The stories about how strong people can be, and how kind.

What stands out for me is the story of a 2-year old boy rescued from a collapsed building and returned to the arms of his mother; of an orthopedic surgeon who traveled from Vancouver with her equipment this week to set up a makeshift clinic; of a little boy who raised $160,000 U.S. for the Haiti relief effort by setting up a sponsored bike ride around a local park in west London; of strangers inviting strangers into their lives for support and friendship; and, of countless individuals, agencies and companies from every continent offering money, rescue teams and emergency supplies.

These stories have turned my thoughts toward the idea of kindness. The idea that it is the things we do for each other – knowingly or unknowingly, for friends or strangers – that really matter in this life. Sometimes it takes an awareness of suffering – watching compassion arise from pain – to remind me that we rely on each other every day. As the Dalai Lama says,

Love and compassion are necessities, not luxuries. Without them humanity cannot survive.

The flowers pictured in this post are the result of someone who was very kind to me when I really needed her to be. I had intended for this post to be about her, and in a way it still is. This woman probably has no idea how much she helped me the day I bought this orchid, or how often I think about her small gesture. But the kindness she extended really mattered to me, and I will now be sure to pass it on to someone else.

It may sound cliche, but I suppose that what the earthquake in Haiti, as well as this woman’s small gesture, has reminded me is that I would like my life to be measured by the kindness I have offered, and the time, energy and resources I have shared. I have many people in my life to learn from, but for a few extra tips, I plan to read Making Change: Tips from an Underage Overachiever, which was written by an extraordinary 13-year old named Bilaal Rajan.

In this spirit, this week’s one nice thing is dedicated to the kindness that is extended in our everyday lives, with special thoughts toward Haiti.

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Additional Links:

Canada for Haiti special telethon

To determine if charities are registered with Canada Revenue Agency

Bumi Sehat Haiti Relief Team
Midwives, doctors, and medics helping women and children

Canadian Foundation for the Children of Haiti based in Richmond runs a hospital, children’s home and school

Kids Explore based in Williams Lake is sending nurses and doctors. They need more translators to work with medical staff:  kidsexplore@shaw.ca

Heart to Heart Haiti

Aid for Haiti Canadian Red Cross or call 1-800-418-1111

Shelterbox provides temporary shelter

Clean Water for Haiti

Plan Canada

Mennonite Central Committee

(links via www.cbc.ca/bcalmanac)

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Week 21: A Book for 2010

The Thinking About 2010 List

Question 1
What book – fiction or non – do you absolutely have to read?

At the moment, there are four unread books sitting on my kitchen table. Two of them are books that are laugh-out-loud funny, while the other two lean toward the insightful.  They are:

Behaving Badly by Marie Phillips
Three Bags Full by Leonie Swann
Present Moment, Wonderful Moment by Thich Nhat Hanh
Simple Abundance by Sarah Ban Breathnach

While I will likely read all four of these books at some point in the coming months, the book that I have decided that I absolutely must read in 2010 is Simple Abundance. I have known about this book for years, having come across it on the bookshelves of countless friends, but it wasn’t until a few days ago that I felt inspired to take a closer look. I have Kelly Rae Roberts to thank for this since she lists the book under BOOKS I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT on her blog – and well, I just can’t ignore that kind of recommendation.

I bought the book today. On the drive home from the bookstore, my partner took a look at the essay written for January 1st (the book contains an essay for each day of the year) and asked if I had read the book before. Since I hadn’t, he excitedly read the first entry to me.  It was about using the first day of the New Year to reflect on my hopes for the future, which is exactly what I had already set out to do with these questions when I so carefully typed them out on my blog on New Year’s Day! The book reads:

Today carve out a quiet interlude for yourself in which to dream, pen in hand. Only dreams give birth to change. What are your hopes for the future as you reflect on the years that have passed? Gradually, as you become curator of your own contentment, you will learn to embrace the gentle yearnings of your heart. But this year, instead of resolutions, write down your most private aspirations. Those longings you have kept tucked away until the time seems right. Trust that now is the time.

And so it begins. I am hooked on this book because on Day One I followed its advice without yet knowing what its advice and encouragement might be. I suppose my first aspiration of 2010, then, is to read Simple Abundance. Who knows what new hopes might emerge, what words might unravel, what discoveries await?

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Week 20: Thinking About 2010

Happy New Year Everyone!

Like so many people, I usually spend the end of each year thinking about what has come and gone, what I have done and not done, how I feel and don’t feel. Typical questions might include What challenge really made you grow this year? or Who is your unsung hero of 2009? You know the ones.

This year, I have decided to think about my life in a bit of a different way. Instead of looking back, I’m going to try looking forward. Most of the questions come from various Pondering 2009 lists and I have simply changed the wording to shift my gaze forward.

I haven’t actually started answering these questions yet, though I might start today. I think I might even post a few of my answers here from time to time to keep me fired up and committed to the list. I hope you will consider joining me and sharing your thoughts (or new questions) along the way, because this week, the pleasure of goal-setting is one nice thing.

Here it is, THE THINKING ABOUT 2010 LIST

What book – fiction or non – do you absolutely have to read?

What would be your ideal night out with friends or a loved one?

What will you do for an hour, day or week of solitude?

What change will you make to the place you live?

What word or phrase will encapsulate 2010 for you?

What new restaurant will you try this year?

What new food will you taste this year?

What one person will you spend more time with this year?

What new place will you visit?

What skill do you hope to improve?

What will you start this year that you know you’ll be proud of?

What resolution do you hope to stick with?

What do you think will be the biggest risk you’ll take this year?

If you were to think a year ahead to January 2011, what would you like to be different?

What are 3 things you can do now to make this change happen?

What do you wish for one person in your life?

What do you wish for the whole world?



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Week 19: Fudge

Home-made chocolate fudge is one nice thing. Need I say more?

Recipe can be found here.

Happy Holidays!

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What Does Your Heart Say?

kelly rae roberts /   what does your heart say?   /   archival inks + paper

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I Like You

From I Like You by Sandol Stoddard Warburg

I like you because I don’t know why but
Everything that happens is nicer with you
I can’t remember when I didn’t like you
It must have been lonesome then

I like you because because because
I forget why I like you but I do
So many reasons
On the 4th of July I like you because it’s the 4th of July
On the fifth of July, I like you too
If you and I had some drums and some horns and some horses
If we had some hats and some flags and some fire engines
We could be a HOLIDAY
We could be a CELEBRATION
We could be a WHOLE PARADE
See what I mean?

Even if it was the 999th of July
Even if it was August
Even if it was way down at the bottom of November
Even if it was no place particular in January
I would go on choosing you
And you would go on choosing me
Over and over again
That’s how it would happen every time
I don’t know why
I guess I don’t know why I really like you
Why do I like you
I guess I just like you
I guess I just like you because I like you.

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