Friday, October 20, 2017

Samurai Haiku


I found a sheet of paper in a notebook recently that had haiku written at least 2 years ago by my mom, my niece, my girls, and myself. I'm in "organization mode", and although I don't want to hang onto the paper, I do want to hang onto the haiku! So I thought I'd put it on my blog, which frankly, is more like my journal since no one really reads this thing.

A quick note about the title of this post:
Samurai warriors did more than just train for battle. In their "off hours" they were accomplished writers & poets, musicians, artists, gardeners, and artisans of all types. These haiku were written after we read about the talents of samurai warriors (in addition to their courage and training as soldiers).

Anyway, here are our haiku:

1
This haiku is fun
This one is my first haiku
This haiku is done.
-Lucy

2
Coloring is fun
I like to color pictures
Please color with me.
-Sadie

3
I love to do art
But art doesn't love me back
Someday it will though.
-Aiyanna

4
I like to color
I like the color purple
I just love purple.
-Amy

5
The storm clouds bring to me
Iron clouds across the sky
Drop rain on my face.
-Gramma

6
The spring buds on tress
Will soon turn into green leaves
Summer is coming.
-Gina

Sunday, February 19, 2017

13


Today I became the mother of a teenager.

I remember bringing her home from the hospital, and although I don't feel as unprepared now as I did then, this is a first for me. (And being a teenager is a first for her too!)

When I asked her what she wanted for her birthday, she said, "Light pink sheets, a flashlight, a kitten, and I want to watch my first PG-13 movie with you and dad." We couldn't deliver the kitten, but all of her other wishes came true.

We celebrated with family, and just before she went to bed tonight, I asked if I could take her picture. She hesitated, but let me take one anyway. (Because she loves me.)

It's been a great ride so far, and I'm looking forward to all that the future holds for us.

I love this girl. She is awesome and beautiful. Happy Birthday, Goosey-Loo.

Friday, February 3, 2017

Minimalism


I recently watched a show on Netflix called "Minimalism: A Documentary About the Important Things". It wasn't an action-packed movie with scintillating dialogue and lots of explosions, but I certainly appreciated it. One of the guys in the documentary mentions that he got rid of all of the stuff he didn't need, and he felt 10% happier. At the time I thought, "Why 10%? How can you quantify happiness?"

Nonetheless, I love the idea of minimalism. My husband thinks this means I want to throw away everything we own. (It doesn't mean that.) To me, it means not having too much or to little, but having enough.

It means having the time to spend with family and friends instead of spending my time cleaning and maintaining my possessions.

It means choosing to spend an afternoon reading, playing, or crafting with my kids and not feeling like I have a million other chores I could (or should) be doing.

It means not over-scheduling myself and my children by having them participate in too many activities.

I means being able to think clearly and feel calm inside my head because my surroundings are uncluttered and organized.

It means focusing on what is essential, and letting go of all the rest.

In the documentary, they show a minute or so of footage of a speech given by President Jimmy Carter on July 15, 1979 called the "Crisis of Confidence" speech. He shares personal advice and criticism he received from people he had invited to Camp David. He speaks a lot about the energy crisis that America was facing at that time. At one point in the speech, he says this:
In a nation that was proud of hard work, strong families, close-knit communities, and our faith in God, too many of us now tend to worship self-indulgence and consumption. Human identity is no longer defined by what one does, but by what one owns. But we've discovered that owning things and consuming things does not satisfy our longing for meaning. We've learned that piling up material goods cannot fill the emptiness of lives which have no confidence or purpose.
When I mentioned this to my parents, my dad said, "I think it was that speech that lost him the election in 1980." Maybe so, but I think his words ring fairly true for us in 2017.

I still have a lot of stuff, and I'm still going through it all. But I've made some serious inroads, and given away or thrown away things that I know I'll never use, read, or wear that just take up space and collect dust. Near the end of the program, this thought is shared:

Love people. Use things. The opposite never works.

So true. I think it gets easier to love people when I don't have so many things. My focus doesn't have to be on cleaning and maintaining stuff. And oddly enough, I feel happier. If I had to put a number on it, I would probably say 10% happier. 😉