Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Peace in Pain

My back injury is actually no where near as bad as it could be. There are good days, and there are bad days, and the fact there are good days is a wonderful, beautiful thing.

But it's really hard to remember that on the bad days.

A few weeks ago, when my back pain was keeping me awake, I pulled out my iPod, and put on some podcasts from Meditation Oasis. (And no I'm not selling something--all the stuff I have is free). There is a fantastic little guided meditation called "Beyond Pain" (I think).

Going in an out from being able to really pay attention to her voice verses being able to only pay attention to the pain, I caught one beautiful line--she had been talking about relaxing into the pain, feeling it without judging it, and then feeling the peace with the pain. I won't try to quote directly (I'd only slaughter it) but she then talked about how peace and pain can exist together--they aren't exclusive. And when you're in the middle of pain, you can find the peace.

Of course, having relaxed and spent some time breathing before launching this line on me, I could far more easily sense that peace, and I'm glad of it. She was absolutely right. I'd heard so many lines about how you carry your inner peace around with you, I had subconciously started dismissing it as nothing more than "a line." But it turns out all those old wise people know a thing or two.

Since I had already experienced it, I found it easier and easier each time I tried. Peace in the pain. And, oh, it's a welcome thing.

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Canyonlands, Arches

For the kid's spring break, and with Adam having a few days off, we decided to head out to Aches and Canyonlands down in Southern Utah, inspite of it only being March. Or perhaps because it was only March--that would mean the searing temperatures would be moderated down to something liveable.

We were kinda right. The searing temperatures were moderated. It was not, however, livable. It was so windy we had to spend most of our time in the tent or car, and we had to come home early because the wind was so powerful our tent wouldn't remain standing.

But we got in a few cool hikes and got to see some beautiful things. So it was still very worth it.

 A picture that could never do Canyonlands justice.

 Mesa Arch in the Canyonlands. Adam, Z, V, and Uncle James came along with us.

 Gorgeous sunset (also can't do it justice) we got to see from our very windy campsite at Cowboy Camp.

 I think this is Arches--though it might be Canyonlands. Cold, but still smiling.

This definitely IS Arches. I can tell because it was the only time we were in short sleeves. We went on a 5.5 mile hike that wound up being 8 miles, and V and Z were amazing. They didn't even start complaining until mile seven.

I swear, Camelbaks are fantastic for keeping a kid happy on a hike.

Things I learned this trip:
  • Always, always, always have a blat-bucket handy in case of car-sickness. 
  • Bring a dustpan and small broom anywhere there is lots of sand.
  • I prefer the cream sun-screen--not the spray on.
  • Bean bags are the best camp toy in the world.
  • I must buy a wind-breaker. 
  • It is not a bad idea to have an extra tarp on hand, and a cord to tie  it with. You know, just in case.

Monday, March 31, 2014

Procrastination; or My Future-self Has Good Reason to Dislike Me

I read this simple and interesting article on present-self, future-self, and procrastination. I have to say I learned a lot about myself (. . . myselves?).

The basic concept is that our present-self isn't very sympathetic or concerned with our future-self, so we have no problem putting off something we should be doing to make future-self do it. Now future-self has to do the distasteful task, and often with the added bonus of a time-crunch, or the fact the goo has dried on to the dishes.

Oh, silly present-self. You'll be future-self soon enough.

It made me sit back and think about the things that I've been putting off, and why I've been putting them off. I liked to pretend that I had a good reason for it ("I'm giving myself time to think, don't you know?"), but really, really, I'm just putting it off because I don't want to do it. Future-Ki can handle it. And she could, but it's not like she'll be any better prepared, or know more, or have a sudden blessed insight that will make clear the way for all time. I'm not giving myself time to think, it's just good old fashioned procrastination.

This is one of the cases where the simple knowledge that I'm doing this wakes up my humor and forces me to ask a few poignant questions. I'm glad I know it.

Here's to hoping I won't forget it.

Monday, February 10, 2014

Anno Domini

Me: "Today is February 10th, Anno Domini 2014."
V: "Wha?"
Me: "Anno Domini--it means, in the year of our Lord. You know, because once Christians practically ruled the world."
V: "And then Mormons came along and ruined their day?"

I couldn't answer. I was laughing too hard.

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Because I Am a Responcible Parent

Me: "No! You don't get to drink your Mountain Dew until you have something healthy."
V: "What's for breakfast?"
Me: "...Cinnamon rolls..."

Monday, July 22, 2013

Some Monkeys at the Zoo

 V, Adam, and Z, comparing their own reach with an orangutan's.

 Z giving a great simian smile. The frame is done all in Legos.

V.

Friday, May 17, 2013

And They Always Told Me to Follow My Heart

Z: Momma, my head says clean my room, but my heart says don't clean my room. What do I do?

Saturday, May 11, 2013

Hike to Lake Solitude


 V and Z right before our hike to Lake Solitude. V is throwing up gang signs again. This one is sign language for "I love you." (The trouble-maker.)

It was a great little hike. Easy enough for young kids, but pretty and enjoyable for the adults. It starts off very close to Brighton Ski Resort in Big Cottonwood Canyon.

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

The Important Things In Life

V: I'm not sure about it though. I may choose a job where I don't have to go to college.
Me: What's wrong with going to college?
V: No recess.

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Big-boned

Adam: "I'm not fat! I'm big-boned!" Me: "And how are those big bones treating you?" Adam: "They make me feel fat."

Friday, December 7, 2012

He Married the Wrong Girl

Best line from yesterday--Adam: "That's just how I like my women; non-lethal."

Monday, December 3, 2012

The Conspiracy Continues

Z: Mommy, how does Santa get in da house without us hearing? We have no fireplace!
Me: He knocks and I let him in. After all, I have to wrap the presents he brings.
Z: Whaaaaa?
Me: A few years back he decided to cut cost, and so he brings the presents and we wrap them. That's why the wrapping paper is the same.
Z: Ohhhh. Smart.

Smart indeed.