Monday, June 27, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
Wishing you Farm TV in your backyard, ~Peacemom
Monday, June 13, 2011
I feel frustrated by this lack of understanding or even attempt to understand because it's not what they would do, or that it is not fathomable why I don't just go to the grocery store for all these things like everyone else does. Or how can I help them understand that this is for a more genuine life? That creating things with your hands matters. That picking that egg out of that nest from the chicken that you've given a good life matters. Or plucking that sun warmed tomato from the vine offering your family the freshest, most healthy food for their bodies matters. For me, all of this is most definitely a spiritual directive. When you feel something is right and true so deeply in your soul, then it's met with the glazed over look from the person your talking to or worse the dismissive, "what's the point of all that work, that's silly- just buy it" attitude.
My feeling is because so many people have lost their connection to the very things that keep us grounded. You're not feeding yourself staring at your cell phone or computer screen or ipad. Or feeling the sun warm your skin as you sit among the blueberry bushes harvesting if you're indoors for hours playing wii or watching tv. Life is meant to lived, dirty, physical, satisfying, challenging and most of all connected to nature. What is more essential to our nature then living that genuine life? Then harvesting food, sewing the curtains you need, building the chicken coop to house the very source of your life-giving food? Having the skills to do all this builds the genuine life.
My husband and I could just as easily buy all of this, hire someone else to do the work for us, yes, all that is true. That is the age we live in, but I don't feel it's all for the better. We live this life by necessity to some extent as we don't have the income to hire everyone for everything we need fixed or repaired or built. But even if we did, we would not. We would lose the soul level satisfaction of working with our hands and nourishing our bodies with love and care and attention. To see the sense of pride in my husband's eyes at the coop he built for the chickens, or installing the new light fixture or fixing his car. Or for myself to smell the strawberry jam simmering on the stove, or shelves of canned food to get us through the winter, or chickens happily clucking while they go about their business. The knowledge that we have the skills we need to survive in a different way then most. No amount of money could buy that. Ever.
Wishing you the enlightenment that shared passions bring, ~Peacemom
Friday, June 10, 2011
Above is a photo I took in Ogunquit last weekend. For the first time in almost 8 years, Music Man and I took a night (two actually!) away from our children. I don't really consider the one night we spent away from them when Little Red was born...since I spent the whole night in labor (28 hours to be exact) and Music Man spent fitful and intermittent sleep on a little bed in the room. So, no, not a vacation for either of us. It was so long overdue and so needed after the 15 completely stressful months we just spent.
We started our trip arriving at the inn where we had reservations. You know, when you are reserving something site unseen, it can be interesting. I have a dear friend that LOVES Ogunquit, and I asked for recommendations, but as he either camps or stays at friend's timeshares there, he didn't have a clue where to stay. I had two requirements. A jacuzzi tub I fit in (for those that don't know me personally, I'm a chubby tall girl and need a nice big jacuzzi). It was made for two and was very nice. We also wanted a fireplace in the room as well. What we got was a lovely, large one bedroom suite with a jacuzzi and fireplace in the bedroom. However, the sitting area of the place has one VERY tiny little loveseat (it was an oversized chair, really). That was it for seating. Being there two nights, we were sort of hoping for a place to hang, have a drink or two. This was not that space. It was a little strange. In any case, we went right down to the downtown area and decided to get a dessert and sit and people watch. There is not much chance to do that in our little country town. Fun, fun stuff. Ogunquit is a gay mecca besides being a lovely destination and some of the people we saw had nothing but fun in mind. It was amusing and we enjoyed their energy.
Then Sat morning we had the continental breakfast offered by the Inn and headed downtown again to sit on the square, enjoy some tea and coffee and enjoy the lovely morning. We had amazing and perfect weather the whole weekend, we could not have asked for more. We walked along the Marginal Way which is a 1 mile walk that goes all along the water. There are many people that enjoy this and we were able to find an older couple to take our picture. This is us...
We had a truly enjoyable walk that ended with me falling off a little edge on the walk and spraining my ankle, which was not fun. And embarrassing that so many people watched me fall and my camera hit the pavement at a very high rate of speed. Thank goodness that no permanent damage was done to either one of us!
The next day, another awesome meal at the Wild Blueberry, in which we also enjoyed a charming older couple serenade us with some upright bass and piano music. Outstanding pancakes and Irish Eggs and live music, what could be better?
Wishing you some romantic time with your loved one, ~Peacemom