tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4090207531635290202024-03-12T19:54:08.762-07:00Today, I am grateful for...A mother and her two young sons give thanksStacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.comBlogger190125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-39990151690446427062012-01-12T21:54:00.000-08:002012-01-13T06:54:56.080-08:00January 12, 2012<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
today, i am grateful for...<br />
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<li>laughing so hard i cried -- in a van with seven boys, ages five to eleven years old</li>
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<li>seeing the sunrise and the sunset... such gorgeous colors, the mountains, the clouds, the sun!</li>
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<li>Rom cooking us dinner. yum!</li>
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<li>snuggling with the boys, feeling Mica's little chubby cheeks... grateful that they both still love me so much and think of my body as part of them</li>
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<li>some alone time in the van... to read and write</li>
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today, i am grateful for..<br />
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:: my tormentors (those that teach me)<br />
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:: the release and shift that comes from honesty and authenticity<br />
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:: so many of my Hakomi-mates... easy familiarity and appreciation<br />
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:: wonderful Dennis, with so many spectacularly fine-tuned exercises for us<br />
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:: learning, and putting ourselves out there<br />
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:: a quiet evening at home, on my own</div>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-12018239759914533382011-12-08T20:50:00.000-08:002011-12-09T20:52:52.411-08:00December 8, 2011<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
today, i am grateful for...<br />
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:: a car ride with Mica, taking him to Wendi and Ralph's for babysitting<br />
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:: the work of so many people -- Daniel Seigel, Daniel Stern, specifically, today -- that have helped us remember and understand our unique human brain-hearts<br />
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:: my Hakomi teachers<br />
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:: Wendi, for feeding me dinner<br />
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:: repair -- a big circle of hugging, which began with Rom and I and then Mica came and wanted up to give us kisses, and then Orlando came, and we were all together</div>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-90381567492493656892011-12-07T22:01:00.000-08:002011-12-08T07:16:41.407-08:00December 7, 2012<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
today, i am grateful for... <br />
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:: regaining a sense of energy and focus in the afternoon. feeling grounded, connected, creative. <br />
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:: unschooling -- writing thank you cards with the boys -- watching them create, draw, write. <br />
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:: delicious, simple dinner prepared by Rom <br />
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:: time upstairs on my own still feeling connected and supported <br />
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:: healthy clean teeth in the kids' mouths :) <br />
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:: talking to Rom <br />
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:: seeing Orlando for who he is -- his gifts, his quirks, his self</div>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-17070935920285227052011-12-06T22:31:00.001-08:002011-12-08T07:17:11.606-08:00December 6, 2011<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Today, I am grateful for...<br />
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:: a neighbor playing St. Nicholas for the kids in our community, leaving small toys in their shoes this morning<br />
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:: playing St. Nicholas ourselves by shopping for groceries and taking them to the food bank. the woman there was really wonderful talking to us and including the kids in the experience.<br />
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:: decorating our little silver tree, same as last year. <br />
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:: unschooling -- watching <em>The Story of Math</em> (BBC Series) with the boys, seeing their minds at work!<br />
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:: well, i am not sure if i am grateful yet... but another difficult interaction tonight, while attending the Jataka Tales at my meditation community, with the whole family. still processing... grateful for my experience in Hakomi, which is allowing me to be with my feelings, at least this little bit, as i continue to find my way</div>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-21235995685924969442011-12-05T22:24:00.001-08:002011-12-05T22:32:32.329-08:00December 5, 2011Today, I am grateful for...
<p>:: a quiet night-time conversation with Orlando, a heart-to-heart, sweet sharing about something upsetting that happened, about his interests and loves, his hopes and ideas.
<p>:: a dear, dear friend
<p>:: soft hankies for my runny nose
<p>:: family dinner night at the common house
<p>:: swing dancing with my sweet hubby!Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-49205699721097276262011-11-10T22:48:00.000-08:002011-11-11T06:51:26.508-08:00November 10, 2011<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
today, i am grateful for...<br />
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:: spinning in circles with Mica and him reaching out to give me a big ole smooch on the mouth<br />
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:: spending the day with Mica, enjoying how relaxed I felt, how much he asked of me, reading and cuddling together<br />
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:: a good, supportive conversation with Rom on the phone this morning<br />
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:: autumn sunshine<br />
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:: a wonderful conversation with Rom and Orlando about design, how it works, and talking through the example of designing a door<br />
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:: feeling happy</div>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-73456482149624694782011-11-01T19:53:00.000-07:002011-11-01T19:53:09.472-07:00November 1, 2011<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
today, i am grateful for...<br />
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:: crisp sunshine<br />
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:: friends with whom we can really be ourselves<br />
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:: helping Orlando modulate his energy... talking to him beforehand, brainstorming ideas, and then him spontaneously doing one of them (running around getting his ya-yas out away from the other kids when he felt "pokey")... and me helping him later, holding hands and running together and spinning and laughing, and feeling like, "yes, this is working!" working meaning it feels good<br />
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:: delicious simple dinner with Rom<br />
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:: waking up in bed, and then one kid after the other coming in to join me in a big, cozy pile<br />
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:: presence... being with Mica when he was upset, not wanting Orlando next to him, wanting to wear shoes not boots (once we already arrived at our destination)<br />
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:: meditating... persisting in sitting even though i am literally doing nothing but thinking almost the whole time... allowing that, accepting that, noticing that</div>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-74675651277060775272011-10-29T22:42:00.000-07:002011-10-29T22:42:35.494-07:00October 29, 2011<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
today, i am grateful for...<br />
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:: rom<br />
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:: crisp and sunny fall day... sitting outside reading while listening to the kids playing four-square<br />
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:: a nap, on the couch, in an empty house... some much needed space for me<br />
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:: my brain working away, integrating and understanding the reading i am doing for my hakomi training<br />
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:: my breath, great big lungs that expand and collapse, the awareness of that as it is happening... magical.</div>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-52330815774360863992011-10-28T22:44:00.000-07:002011-10-29T22:44:36.528-07:00October 28, 2011<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
today, i am grateful for...<br />
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:: chocolate<br />
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:: mica's body, healing from a week-long virus<br />
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:: a simple dinner at home and a funny movie with rom<br />
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:: my moods... awareness of them, curiosity, objectivity, visioning. i can feel something happening, shifting, maybe on a deep level.</div>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-39470391508442108522011-10-27T14:34:00.000-07:002011-10-28T14:38:30.368-07:00October 27, 2011<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
today, i am grateful for...<br />
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:: a van full of boys! there is something so sweet about being nearby, a part of their world of games, jokes, characters, powers...<br />
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:: circle round the fire, sharing what we are thankful for... a parent's visiting day at Orlando's outdoor school...<br />
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:: the tumbling of leaves, tinkling just enough to get my attention... the slow falling of them to the ground, a scene of blue, white, yellow, brown upon green<br />
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:: more visiting with Tia and Tio, watching the kids so excited to share their lives with them<br />
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:: feldenkrais, and caring for my body<br />
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:: cuddling at night with Orlando, who waited up for me</div>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-38923163360283976962011-10-26T22:32:00.000-07:002011-10-26T22:32:17.381-07:00October 25, 2011<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
today, i am grateful for...<br />
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:: a good connection with Orlando, finally, after weeks of struggle... watching him so happy about receiving his costume (Anakin Skywalker!) and sharing with his tia and tio<br />
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:: a friend giving me a call, just when I really needed some human connection<br />
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:: finding a place to put our indoor swing -- a place for the kids to get their ya-yas out!<br />
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:: a delicious, simple meal shared with Rom's sister and her husband, so nice to have guests in our home<br />
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:: the revival of dragon stories -- telling tales of our own souls -- the kids can't get enough! such nice sweet connections and sharing... so grateful<br />
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:: chocolate -- fueling me from a weepy morning into a productive and lively afternoon, fulfilled</div>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-71588654667478129852011-10-16T22:01:00.000-07:002011-10-26T22:32:34.281-07:00October 16, 2011<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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today, i am grateful for...<br />
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:: the beach, always and ever... this time hopping logs with Orlando -- <i>Come on, Mama! Now it's the running and jumping level!</i><br />
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:: a community-wide discussion about children in community. a chance to connect, listen, be heard, identify issues, and broaden the support.<i> </i><br />
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:: taking the Power to Parent class series with Rom, and that we are meeting right here in our common house<br />
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today, i am grateful for...<br />
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:: an actual morning meditation of my own at home<br />
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:: taking care of my tenderness<br />
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:: Hakomi. As the shirt says, "This sh#t works!"<br />
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:: dear, dear people I've come to know<br />
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:: Wheatless in Seattle chocolate cognac cupcakes. Oh my!<br />
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:: delicious dinner -- rice, salmon, avocado, tomatoes from the garden, zucchini and kale, beets<br />
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:: time at home, alone, unexpectedly -- the kids off to a neighbors' house to play in the evening, Rom working upstairs. A previous quiet time, what I needed after two days of Hakomi. </div>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-16583180577193105992011-10-14T22:06:00.000-07:002011-10-16T22:08:54.849-07:00October 14, 2011<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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today i am grateful for...<br />
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:: our house -- smaller spaces, rearranged places<br />
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:: a conversation with a long-time resident here, her children are grown now<br />
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:: Orlando singing songs to me and Mica that he learned at overnight camp<br />
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:: nettles tea, and thermoses! Amazing how they keep things warm all day.<br />
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:: the people who Ron Kurtz taught ten years ago who have created a community of Hakomi practitioners</div>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-88935171848664662022011-10-13T20:03:00.000-07:002011-10-28T14:38:40.229-07:00October 13, 2011<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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the public library full of books and trashy magazines and comfy chairs and...<br />
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reading so so so so so so many books together with Mica. </div>
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a clean(er) home... I can never accomplish every room clean at once but there are at least three rooms right now that feel open and bright. What a sigh of relief... space!</div>
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a simple basket next to the couch to stop me from going insane each time Mica pushes the pile of books off the coffee table. <i>It's a coffee table, kid! It's supposed to have books on it! </i>But now they're in a basket. And that makes me happy. :)</div>
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hanging out with Mica, just me and Mica. Oh, how I love the chub on those kid's cheeks! </div>
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a house full of neighbor boys -- I remember years ago answering someone's blog post about six impossible things before breakfast and one of mine was that someday my house would the house where all the kids hung out. I wrote it down and at the time I remember wondering how that could ever possible. Well, it's possible! :) I was in the kitchen cooking thinking, "My goodness, I'm a mom! Cooking dinner! While the neighbor kids are upstairs playing with my kid!" Something about that particular aspect of my childhood coming full circle...</div>
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Today I am grateful for:<br />
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<li>Seattle radical unschooling chat -- talking online with moms and dads I know in real life about this path</li>
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<li>chocolate, specifically Taza stone-ground dark chocolate bar -- a life-saver for me today when I am feeling so very tired (from staying up late to chat with Seattle radical unschoolers :)</li>
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<li>my body and its exquisite messages, some of which were hard for me to take today but that mark a need, a deep need, to respond, to change, to grow</li>
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<li>a beautiful fall day, two kids bouncing and bounding through the arboretum amid so many greens, reds, pink, and yellow. purple.</li>
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<li>watching the pond fill up, and the boys as they tie a rope to a tire and toss it into the water, attempt to expand the bridge, roll up their pants to walk in the water in the name of teamwork, urge each other on... the big ones helping the little ones</li>
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<li>talking to Orlando about Perseus (we've been reading <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Perseus-Geraldine-McCaughrean/dp/0812627350/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1318471087&sr=8-1">this book</a>) -- him asking me what words mean, to explain metaphors, why Andromeda would choose Perseus over Agenor and more...</li>
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Today, I am grateful for:<br />
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<li>living in <a href="http://sweetsky.net/topics/cohousing/">cohousing</a>, which has brought babysitters into our lives -- a dentist appointment on my own this afternoon </li>
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<li>the community garden outside our window</li>
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<li>a long conversation with <a href="http://www.enjoyparenting.com/">Scott Noelle</a> -- I could feel things shifting and loosening, new perspectives crystalizing, lightness arriving</li>
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<li><a href="http://sweetsky.net/2011/08/bubble-tea/">bubble tea</a></li>
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<li>Orlando's face lighting up when I called him "dear sweet baby bunny" tonight; the gift of remembering that genuine kindness is so simple and can make such a deep impact </li>
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<li>tender closeness with Rom, conversations, holding hands, our eyes touching
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<li>this blog... just reading over everything has swelled my heart into my throat, bringing grace to the world</li>
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<li>friends-neighbors and a big place for the kids to explore, run, climb, forage, play</li>
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<li>a babysitter (the au pair of another family here in cohousing) arriving any minute now... a date with Rom!</li>
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<li>guacamole</li>
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<li>life-long friends, and life-long learning</li>
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Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-9787938823056545612009-05-13T21:59:00.000-07:002009-05-13T22:19:06.029-07:00May 13, 2009<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Orlando is grateful...</span><br /><ul><li>that you buyed me that dinosaur</li></ul><ul><li>seeing Ralphie and playing</li></ul><ul><li>running in the park</li></ul><ul><li>eating that delicious meal in the restaurant</li></ul><ul><li>and the last thing is being here right now with you in the bed. I love you.</li></ul><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Mica is grateful for...</span><br /><ul><li>seeing all the cousins… Ralphie and Felix and their mama, and my mama</li></ul><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Stacy says...</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://holisticmum.blogspot.com/search/label/thanks%20anyway"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-tqKdBdjPXs/SgumOFi6gqI/AAAAAAAACZQ/r9zCFnjcWCQ/s200/thanxanyway.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335540944487482018" border="0" /></a>Today I woke up, tangled in the kids, and already had that feeling, "I don’t want to be here." It's not about the kids and it's not even about me, maybe, but the feeling persisted. I spent the morning running away in all kinds of subtle ways: "I'll fix that later." "Just a few more minutes." "One more phone call." It went on too long, and the kids began to whine, and pull… and still I stayed distant.<br /><br />But <a href="http://holisticmum.blogspot.com/search/label/thanks%20anyway">I am thankful anyway</a>, because the distance went just far enough and my observation of myself remained just persistent enough that I made the choice to call my sister-in-law and spontaneously met her in Queen Anne, where she was running errands. The kids found a toy store and spent time at the train table and then we went to a tea store so Wendi could buy tea and I spent time watching the kids jolt all those quiet, tea-drinking and laptop-typing types out of their ordinary afternoon. And then to an Indian restaurant for a buffet lunch and lastly, out in the darkening skies to watch the kids run around an urban expanse of pea gravel, ginko trees, and wooden planks (a cool, little urban park).<br /><br />I'm <a href="http://holisticmum.blogspot.com/search/label/thanks%20anyway">thankful anyway</a>, because my introversion and shutting down turned me outward toward life and family and sidewalks and stores, and we came home refreshed. Mica slept and Orlando and I played and he told me he was a baby and crawled into my arms and I carried him with ease.Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-72634601251116653422009-05-11T22:08:00.000-07:002009-05-13T22:16:22.995-07:00May 11, 2009<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Orlando is grateful for...</span><br /><ul><li>seeing all those slugs</li></ul><ul><li>Anna, I and P to give back my dinosaur book</li></ul><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Stacy is grateful for...</span><br /><ul><li>walking in the rain with new friends</li></ul><ul><li>seeing myself trying to stop my child from controlling another child by controlling him. The irony, and the education.</li></ul>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-59090574941434113962009-05-06T10:32:00.000-07:002009-05-06T10:54:25.877-07:00May 6, 2009<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Stacy is grateful for...</span><br /><ul><li>noticing that I was so antsy the other day and unable to sit still and play with Orlando</li></ul><ul><li>noticing that loudness can overwhelm me, and realizing that I can plug my ears or breathe deeply before talking, and then not react so quickly</li></ul><ul><li>learning why loudness overwhelms me, and healing from that, bit by bit<br /></li></ul><ul><li>the grace of forgiveness (from Orlando especially)<br /></li></ul><ul><li>the gift of realizing, really and truly (at least for one instant) that all beings truly do have their own karma, and that my children have theirs distinct from me, and that I have mine distinct from my parents</li></ul> <ul><li>knowing that the seeds of anger are sown in me and that I can choose to stop planting them, watering them, encouraging them to grow<br /></li></ul> <ul><li>knowing that the seeds of mindfulness are sown in me and that I can choose to plant them, water them, encourage them to grow</li></ul><ul><li>being on the cusp of truly, actually <span style="font-style: italic;">believing </span>(not thinking) that mistakes are gifts<br /></li></ul> <ul><li>my parents</li></ul><ul><li>my children</li></ul> <ul><li>my spouse<br /></li></ul><ul><li>my self</li></ul>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-82268555065296645662009-05-03T10:27:00.000-07:002009-05-06T10:53:43.751-07:00May 3, 2009<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Mica is grateful...</span><br /><ul><li>for Remy</li></ul><ul><li>and Gingerman (character in a story that Papa made up)<br /></li></ul><ul><li>and Luke<br /></li></ul><ul><li>for Papa giving me my jet</li></ul><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><br />Orlando is grateful...</span><br /><ul><li>that Papa gave me my jet<br /></li></ul><ul><li>for Mica to give it back to me<br /></li></ul><ul><li>to be with Carol<br /></li></ul><ul><li>for Papa to get me creatures (spiders, sow bugs, etc., from the yard) so I can look at them</li></ul><ul><li>to see the people at the Aquarium who told us where to find the wolf eels<br /></li></ul><ul><li>for having the idea to go to the Aquarium with you</li></ul><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Stacy is grateful for...</span><br /><ul><li>two lovely children</li></ul><ul><li>my date with Orlando -- being just with Orlando<br /></li></ul><ul><li>visiting with Carol<br /></li></ul><ul><li>nursing Mica</li></ul>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-63821611725429762512009-04-21T10:23:00.000-07:002009-05-06T10:27:11.288-07:00April 21, 2009<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Orlando is grateful...</span><br /><ul><li>for making mud pies with Ralphie</li></ul><ul><li>that Papa made me the special thing (a robot out of cardboard)<br /></li></ul><ul><li>that we goed to Park Day and that baseball was fun</li></ul><ul><li>that I run with Mica</li></ul><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Mica is grateful for...</span><br /><ul><li>Papa and me together</li></ul><ul><li>that I ran with Benjamin</li></ul><ul><li>baseball</li></ul><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Stacy is grateful for...</span><br /><ul><li>the music "Water" by Alex Theory. Listening to it is like meditating.<br /></li></ul>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-409020753163529020.post-58993674622039941762009-04-19T10:20:00.000-07:002009-05-06T10:47:11.450-07:00April 19, 2009<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Orlando is grateful...</span><br /><ul><li>that I have told Mama about the little caterpillar worm thing I saw today</li></ul><ul><li>that Papa and I connect after we are done with anger</li></ul><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Stacy is grateful for...</span><br /><ul><li>being with Orlando at the craft store<br /></li></ul><ul><li>settling down/grounding this evening<br /></li></ul><ul><li>writing<br /></li></ul><ul><li>seeing my two boys cuddling and playing</li></ul><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Mica is grateful for...</span><br /><ul><li>Papa come home to me</li></ul><ul><li>Mama come home to me</li></ul><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"></span><ul><li>and nursing</li></ul>Stacy @ Sweet Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02468340546742327741noreply@blogger.com0