Friday, December 14, 2012
For Impact Friday: Alzheimer's Association
Friday, November 30, 2012
For Impact Friday! Something new: Public Allies
Arizona State University Lodestar Center for Philanthropy & Nonprofit Innovation
University Center - Mail Code 4120
411 N. Central Ave., Suite 500
Phoenix, Arizona 85004-0691
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Admiration 2005 and 2012
2012.03.15
Admiration
I am still not certain there is any one person I can say I admire above all others. It is traits that I fucus on, and always have. I admire dedication, creativity, free thinking. Seven years ago I admired the parents of multiples, and seemed jealous of the outspoken.
I remain in admiration of parents, let me specify, strong parents. Okay, maybe I need to specify further. I admire anyone who offers care and support of any child. I admire the strength involved in being able to take on the task of raising a human being. It is not the giving birth that makes a mother, and not the offering of seed that makes a father. I used to think I was a pretty poor example of a parent, but I hear from so many people how great JD is and I cannot help but feel a ton of pride. I helped make the human he is today. Others helped too, but really, I was the one who did not sleep when he cried. I was the one who doled out the punishments no matter how much it broke my heart. I was the one who stood my ground and said I loved him when he said he hated me. I was not his friend. I will never be my son's friend. What I am, what I always will be, is the voice of reason when he is wrong and reassurance when he is unsure. If I had decided on JD's behalf, nearly thirteen years ago, that someone else could do a better job, I would have no right to claim the title of mother.
The other point of admiration noted in 2005 concerned all the people doing great things in the world. Well, I still admire that trait to stand up and do something, anything, but more and more I see the people behind the curtain. This one is summed up with much more brevity. What is more important, the name, or the cause?
2005.03.07
The one person in the world that I admire more than anyone else is....
I really do not know. I mean there are alot of people in the world who are doing alot of good things. I admire all of them. At the same time I can not stand them, because they stand up and say, look at me, I am doing something worth while in the world and you are not. Then they want you to follow them. I guess the people I admire more are the parents of the litters of children. I mean I realize they are getting gads of finacial help from doing interviews and ads, but what about the emotional support? I mean, they have to deal with the raising of their kids and making them look and act perfect in front of the world. I can not even raise one emotionally stable child, no less six. If the world were watching me raise my kid I would be the poster child for every abuse case I am certain of it. I am worn out and stressed out by one kid. I could never, never live through six.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Winter Garden Week Three
The gardening blogs are going to be rather uneventful for the next couple weeks I think. Nothing is sprouting just yet. There is not any real work to be done until something greeny starts popping out. Does anyone have any advice how to alleviate the tedium of waiting?
I was gifted with a few more seed pockets this week though. Thank you so much, Max! So, now I am pleased to announce, the victory garden will have spinach, oregano, chives, eggplant, and African daisies! This is all so very exciting and it makes me even less patient!
I did find out that while it is very convenient to water the garden from the kitchen sink spray nozzle, I will have to do some major soaking every now and again with the outdoor hose or the reserve water in the shed.
Maybe next week there will be some action to report. Until then I will continue to take my umbrella out in the moonlight and dance around the garden fence with my invisible garden gnomes!
Friday, April 29, 2011
A-Muse
What would the world be, if we all told our favorite television program, video game, radio station, book, magazine, or other consuming rather than creating pass time to shove it. For a day, a week, until that mind numbing, time killer was no longer a habit, but a seldom desired treat.
It is not only food, clothing, gadgets, cheap plastic jewelry and dust collections that we over indulge on today. Entertainment is worse than bad food with even less nutritional value. Why are we doing this? Why are we wasting precious mental resources on nonsense that does not nourish us? Why are we so content to binge on empty calories of brain candy?
Instead, a challenge; find a partner, because no addict does it alone, someone you trust and who trusts you. Tell this partner that for one month you are going off the grid, no device beyond necessity. If you need music while you work on projects; attend a band practice, park concert, or karaoke night, or pair with a partner with musical aspirations. He could work on his creativity while you work on yours. Support the creativity of others close to you rather than some plastic disc from an equally plastic performer. Need a break from your creative work, ask if you can watch, edit, assist your partner in crime.
In honor of all month long challenges, I place this one. Be someone’s muse, ask that they be yours, for thirty days. Keep one another on task, having fun and off the entertainment drug. I think of this because I do not think my students and creative friends realize, when they tell me I motivate them, I am equally motivated, by them. If not for students, I would not dance as much. If not for writer friends, I would not drive to make that next chapter on time. If not for weekly practices, I would not know what I know with respect to a blade.
Thank you and good luck all!
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Tapped
A while back I purchased two stainless steel reusable water bottles and a pair of five gallon jugs for a water pot in the studio. I used this water method all summer long, then, as the cooler months crept in I tended to forget to grab a bottle on the way out the door or to refill the jug. I would then have to make a quick, painless stop to the corner store to buy a plastic bottle. One day at a time and here I am a bottle baby again.
Today, on a whim, I watched Tapped on Netflix.