Triskel Life


December 31, 2006

My 2,007 Wishes

Category: Meaningful, Uncategorized – westi – 10:51 am

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I love New Year’s resolutions. Not because I promise to live a chaste life without sweets or alcohol and that I will live at the gym for the next 12 months (it’s silly and unrealistic folks, don’t set yourself up for disappointment). Instead it offers the prime opportunity to reflect on who you are, how you feel and open the space for ideas to improve and find the course of your life journey.

Typically I write a long list of resolutions. Too long. Not quite 2,007, but a fair number. I also tend to write very specific resolutions so I can check them off my eternal list, like “clean out garage”, or “read one book a month.” (Ironically, I lacked success in both of these last year, but I digress). This year the list is going to be short and broad, but important. So here it is (in a public space where all can hold me accountable):

1. Stop worrying.

Yeah, I know, how could anyone stop worrying? But that’s not what I mean. It is perfectly natural to think, have concerns, and plan. But what I want to nip is laying in bed worrying about taxes, lawyers, cancer and all the other tragedies that “could” happen. F-E-A-R, False Experience Appearing Real.
2. Eat more whole foods.

No, not the grocery chain. What I mean is less premaid, boxed, packaged microwave meals. This is both for my health (have you looked at the sodium content of canned soup?), relaxation (one must slow down to think about a recipe, buy the ingredients and prepare a meal) and my cooking repertoire (always in need of further development).

3. No more rushing.

Can I tell you how sick I am of rushing? It is such a rarity to have time to simply be present in one activity without thinking of the next thing to come promptly after. When I’m at the gym I have to watch the clock to make sure I leave enough time for my shower, when I wash the dishes after dinner I have to quickly go to my office to check email and work on other projects. Of course, I need to be timely, but the point is to plan space between things, not stiffen myself as I attempt to grab four bags when I jump out of the car, and to “be here now” and nowhere else.
So there it is. Nothing I can check off the list. Instead I can check-in with myself to see how it’s going. Am I on the path? How do I feel? I think we’re off to a good start, homemade bean & sausage soup last night and pasta Bolognese tomorrow. Better not rush it though.
What are your 2007 wishes?

December 23, 2006

Chicken feeder Holiday

Category: Meaningful, Uncategorized – westi – 5:21 pm

chickenfeeder.jpgPajamas and projects. That’s what I long for this time of year. When school was out for at least two weeks, the weather was bitter and the time at home aplenty. It was when I would stay in my bed attire until late in the day, do 5000 piece puzzles with my big sister and create fun craft projects with the seemingly endless time. This photo aptly illustrates one of those holidays. I think I was about 12 when I repurposed this cold metal chicken feeder into a “work of art” with paint pens and filled it with chocolate M&Ms.

Despite the glimmer of trees, mistletoe and gifts, it is the memory of time that I long for. I imagine myself sitting fireside with a book, still in my PJs at 2pm, sipping hot cider after a lunch of boxed Macaroni & Cheese. But like so many childhood Christmas memories, they are best cherished in the past and appreciated for what they were. My chicken feeder is long worn out with the delicate designs washing away a little more each year. I could rush in with paints to repair it, or even create a shiny new one. But there the magic would die. Sparked out from overuse and a feeble attempt to make it last forever. Sometimes the more we grasp for what we had, the more painful the reality is that it is no longer there. Instead we can find new joy in the yet-to-be traditions, building a love all their own.

This year there will not be a 2 week vacation, a mile high Christmas tree or a pile of presents to match. Instead there will be Christmas eve cocktails with loved ones, packing meals for home-bound seniors on Christmas morning, and a fulfilling donation to a family truly in need. While I love the memories of the past, I excitedly await new untraditional holidays and the chicken feeders of my future.

Most joyous holiday wishes to you and your unfound traditions.