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Dragon stood next to the door, holding it open for Minuit. “Come on, go in or out.”
10 month old Minuit smelled the air, tail twitching. She took one tentative small step forward into the threshold then moved the same paw back into place.
“Okay, as you wish.” Dragon shut the door.
Read MoreI started practicing Transcendental Meditation in 2007. Over the years I have more or less consistent in my twice a day practice depending on hospital doings and the age of my children.
When I received my mantra I also learned about the TM-Sidhi program. It is the pinnacle of a series of advanced TM techniques - culminating in the practitioners being able to do yogic flying. A whole group of Sidhas flying together has been proved to increase coherence for the society at large.* This coherence creating effect is called the Maharishi Effect.
So it is a two-fer. I get to replug myself daily, swim in the world of Pure Consciousness, and do yogic flying. Secondly, if I do my program with a group - we are creating peace for everyone around us.
Read More“No wait Momma, we need to get our names back before we start!”
“Oh right, what is your name again?”
“Umbrella, unicorn, lemonade.” Bean started laughing. “You Momma, you are Sailed Muppet Icicle.”
“Okay Umbrella, let’s see if we can get your name back.”
“Super fast.”
“Okay, super fast.”
In chorus, both of our hands clapping and slapping we started. “Avocado Avocado is the name of the game, if you mess up once you change your name! A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H…”
Read More“Can I bring my backpack to the swing set and then you can meet me there when it is time to leave?”
“Me too!”
“Dragon wants to too.”
“Of course, I will see you in a little bit.”
Crisp new air met me as I opened the window and gazed out at the two of you swinging back and forth.
Read MoreDearests Beloveds,
I hope very much when you are my age I am compos mentis enough to remember what it is like to be in the middle. If not, this is why your Momma is writing, and you are welcome. Feel free to throw it in my face and have me reread - I would be honored.
Read MoreDragon, you ask us, “What do you talk about on your dates?”
Bean, you implore us, “Momma, no! Stay home with us! Don’t go out!”
“Can’t my loves, we need some time just the two of us. If it makes you feel better - usually we end up talking about you.”
“Really?” Wide happy faces.
Really, my beloveds, really.
Recently, we talked about our vision for our family and our goals for your homeschooling homesteading (schoolsteading) life with us before you venture out on your own.
Read More“Momma, each bump holds a surprise!” Bean, gently moved cardboard aside, revealing pale yellow daffodil stems.
“I know, this is so much fun!”
“So much fun!”
She looked up at her brother, tromping toward us over the leaves and cardboard. “Careful Dragon, don’t step on any of the bumps - they might be daffodils pushing their way up.”
Read More“Okay, we are going to do this one more time.”
“NO Momma!!! I want to do this ONE more time!!” Indignation and outrage limned the Bean’s features.
“Did you listen to what I said?”
“Sorry?”
Read More“How long are you here?”
“We are here for four and a half weeks. It is our homeschooling summer break.”
“That is super cool.”
And it was.
Read MoreDearest Beloveds,
If you choose to spend rainy afternoons as adults reading these letters (and maybe my book) from your Momma than you will have gathered by now that I am what is known as a cancer survivor.
I don’t like labels.
That label to me immediately evokes infusion machines, anti-nausea medication, and pit of my stomach fear. “Survivor” is not much better as a label.
Survivor of what? Of life? Of the human experience? You might as well say that every person on this planet is a survivor of one thing or another.
Read MoreDearest Beloveds,
We started giving you two an allowance starting about a year ago to motivate table setting, dishwasher emptying, dog feeding, general chores, and collecting of eggs. This past summer the two of you purchased your first tokens of commerce at CVS.
“Really, you want to spend your money on that?”
“Momma, I love it!”
“You have a closet full of stuffies. It is made out of plastic which is poisoning the earth. It came from China on a big ship that pollutes the air and water. It is going to end up in a landfill and poison the earth more as it decomposes. Are you sure?”
Read MoreDearest Beloveds,
Some of these letters are snapshots of your life and some of them are Momma pontifications. Today is a pontification I have been meaning to address for a bunch of while whiles.
Bean, I understand the reason you push back against writing. Dragon, I understand why you push back against piano. As I have told both of you, at your age I felt the same way. It was difficult because I wasn’t good at it. The only way it gets better is to put the time in every day. One day you will look up and you will be able to write easily and know where the notes are. This is why it is important to practice - which brings me to my time to pontificate.
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My life vision is to love, be curious, identify my Cranky Monster, and be brave enough to speak from and for The Good.
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