Saturday, January 29, 2011

How to have it all.











So full and busy! It's great and hard all at the same time. I got to participate in a workshop here in Rosebud in liturgical dance and personal expression. Things really warmed up and a lot of snow melted, then it dusted back in over 20 hours and now we have a foot of new powder!
It was a kind of luxury to get to be a student. To let someone else facilitate and get to be the one to explore. After 10 weeks of teaching dance last term, I relished the opportunity to jump into the mix myself.
I found that as a group, we were ripe to risk and explore and I was not alone in my imaginative curiosity.
I've also taken to making bread again and trying to keep ahead of Weston's sandwich needs.
There's been some steady voice-over work that's been really encouraging. The boys are not as excited as I am, but I love it.
January has been so full. I don't know when I'll feel caught up, but I'm thankfully keeping in the weekly flow of responsibilities... just barely.
Donovan is learning how to type, Weston has changed and now looks older, and both of them need a haircut. I know because of their awful bed-head each morning and how they squirm when I wet-comb it right before they waddle off to the bus in their insulated snow-ovies.
I finally got to watch a couple movies!! That makes a snowy January so gleefully cozy! Some fantasies with the boys: The Dark Crystal, the Last Unicorn, and the Mirror Mask. And a couple with David: Au Balthazar, and The Blind Side. Both came highly acclaimed, and certainly stuck with me into the next day... but as usual, David and spent at least an hour after each one perfecting it in our minds. How to make it more relevant, more realistic, better story, more conflict and more... more connection to our souls in a way that we most love. The conversation is as stimulating or more so than the flick. Still, my hunger for story is not quenched. I could watch movie after movie after movie these days, especially with great special features. Dave and I also watched a retelling of Macbeth in a contemporary setting. It really brought home the violence. So many murders (of course), but put in today's world it suddenly had so much more consequence than when we wriggled around in all the coolness of it back in the day -- on stage.
Simple things like dragon fruit still amaze me. It makes me chuckle somehow, that God has the aesthetic of a 6 year old girl at times: white with black polka dots with hot pink! I've been so thirsty, that eating exotic fruit is sensational. I'm sorry for all the trouble it likely caused someone traveling from Viet Nam, but I'm just grateful.
Being indoors a bit more in this semi-darkness has made for more creative fun. Like funny mirror faces in the frying pan lid and a pulled tooth. Or noticing the subtle variance in the January prairie sky. White, light blue, lavender, peach, bright blue, grey, and black. We had a few breathtaking moonsets a few mornings back, and saw a couple sundogs on our way home from retreat. When it got warm enough, the snow got wet and shape-able enough for the boys to sculpt many more snowmen, and even a small boy in the front yard.
Blogging is good for me. Even if it isn't always profound or crafted enough for me to feel it is well written, by the time I list all I'm doing and notice the little joys in all my photos, I realize I have so much to be grateful for.
So, even though I'm terribly busy. I really have it all.

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