Saturday, December 31, 2011

2012: fearlessly.

"I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.
Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You're doing things you've never done before, and more importantly, you're Doing Something.
So that's my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody's ever made before. Don't freeze, don't stop, don't worry that it isn't good enough, or it isn't perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.
Whatever it is you're scared of doing, Do it.
Make your mistakes, next year and forever."

--Neil Gaiman

Happy New Year, loves. All that you want and wish, I hope it comes to you. 

In 2012...

A few days ago, after I reviewed my 11 for 2011 list of 'resolutions', I couldn't decide whether or not to make a list for the new year. I'm currently in the middle of accomplishing 23 new things before I turn 23 (I know, I know... I love lists.), so it seemed silly to make another list of things to accomplish at a different time. And yet, I felt I couldn't start the new year without a little something contemplative and resolution-y.

And so, I bring you: In 2012, I'm looking forward to... 

  • Exploring my town. I grew up here, but spent my formative years (i.e. college) elsewhere, and I'm looking forward to getting to know my town again on my own, living right in the middle of it all and really making the most of it.
  • Traveling. This one is pretty much a constant goal of mine, but I have some big plans in motion to make it happen this year (spoiler alert: one trip involves visiting a fellow blogger! blerg!) 
  • Finishing my first year of graduate school. Grad school is simultaneously harder and more awesome than I thought, and it's kicking my butt and I love it, and I can't wait to say that I have a full year under my belt.
  • Having 'me' dates. I love my contemplative 'me' time, but I haven't been getting much of it lately. So I hereby promise to take more walks, go read alone in more coffee shops, to see a movie alone (never done it!) and to generally revel in glorious happy me time.
  • Having my golden birthday (and oh, will it ever be golden. Roommate, watch out, I plan to host the blingy-est party you ever did see.)
  • Finishing my 23/23 list and start 24/24! 
  • Having more fun. I get way too easily sucked into the cycle of school and work and forget that I'm a 22-year-old person who needs to have fun on a regular basis. 
  • Rolling with the punches, accepting the surprises, reveling in the changes, and just being. I can tell already that it's going to be a good year :)
What are you looking forward to in 2012? 

Monday, December 26, 2011

11 for 2011

If you've been with me on this here blog for a while, you know I LOVE lists. I'm currently in the process of doing 23 things before I turn 23-- but before that, I made a list of 11 new things I'd like to do in 2011 (and even before that, 10 things in 2010) Now that the year is ending, I thought I'd take a look at my list and see how far I've gotten this year!

1. Rock Climb.
BAM! Done and done. I went rock climbing a few times with friends at the awesome rec center at my undergrad university. I learned that my upper body strength, uh, leaves a bit to be desired, but otherwise it. was. awesome.

2. Have a conversation in Portugese.
Check! I loved my Portuguese-for-Spanish-speakers class and had to have multiple conversation in Portuguese this year. Next stop: finding a speaking buddy to help me practice here in Milwaukee!

3. Graduate from College.
Check! Four years on the dot. It was awesome and exhausting and to celebrate, I decided to get my Masters degree. Sigh. Will I ever learn?

4. Travel.
Fail. I wish I would have traveled more this year, but with everything that was going on this year, it simply didn't happen. Luckily, I have some blogger-friend-related travel plans for this coming year-- stay tuned :)

5. Take a dance class (preferably latin dance, but really, any class will do!)
Sorta fail. I did go to a few for-fun latin dance classes with friends, but never anything structured. Goes back on the list!

6. Re-learn how to play piano or teach myself how to play the guitar.
EPIC fail. I would use the excuse that I didn't have access to a piano or a guitar for most of the year, but that's lame. 

7. Keep a separate journal, writing one line per day for 365 days.
I started this, and petered out somewhere around March. Unfortunately, I don't have much of an excuse for this one either-- I still am a consistent journaler, just not every night.

8. Try a Bikram (hot yoga) class.
Done. It was hot. I prefer nice, yummy, hatha or kundalini

9. Write my own poetry.
I dabbled in this a little-- I'm going to make it an ongoing goal :) 

10. Go completely vegan for a week.
Done! I liked it, but like every strict diet rule that I try, I find I am much happier as an everythingtarian instead. 
11. Trust my gut.
Okay, this isn't one I can just check off-- but I'm going to give myself a pat on the back for this one this year. More than ever before, this year has been about trusting my gut, listening to my intuition, and following my heart. Cheesy-- maybe. But it has been a great year :)

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Sunday Morning Poetry

It was like this:
you were happy, then you were sad,
then happy again, then not.
It went on.
You were innocent or you were guilty.
Actions were taken, or not.
At times you spoke, at other times you were silent.
Mostly, it seems you were silent — what could you say?
Now it is almost over.
Like a lover, your life bends down and kisses your life.
It does this not in forgiveness –
between you, there is nothing to forgive –
but with the simple nod of a baker at the moment
he sees the bread is finished with transformation.
Eating, too, is now a thing only for others.
It doesn’t matter what they will make of you
or your days: they will be wrong,
they will miss the wrong woman, miss the wrong man,
all the stories they tell will be tales of their own invention.
Your story was this: you were happy, then you were sad,
you slept, you awakened.
Sometimes you ate roasted chestnuts, sometimes persimmons.

Merry Christmas, lovelies! I hope you get to spend today with the ones you love. 

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Merry Christmas, lovelies! I hope you have a wonderful Christmas, and get to spend the holidays with those you love :)

(and maybe this Michael Buble song (with which I am totally obsessed) on in the background :))

Sunday, December 18, 2011

5/23: Bacon gorgonzola parmesan spaghetti squash (aka: heaven)

I realized a few weeks ago that I've kind of been slacking on my life list. If you're new around these parts, on my 22nd birthday, I made a goal to do 23 new things by the time I turn 23 and blog about as many of them as I can! One goal that I was particularly excited about checking off my list was creating a new recipe completely from scratch without any guidance or ideas from a pre-existing recipe. Basically, I want to be the Pioneer Woman, and I don't care who knows it. I've made plenty of let's-throw-all-these-things-in-a-pan-and-see-what-happens dinners before (because they're the best kind of delicious accident!), but I really wanted to make a real recipe this time. Anyways, I'm experimenting with eating a mostly grain-free diet (more info here, if you're interested!), so if you like to stay away from gluten or grains, this recipe will be perfect for you. But even if you're not, I PROMISE this dish will delicious anyway! I'm not ashamed to admit that I literally licked the bowl. And now, the recipe :)

this looks like mashed potatoes, but I promise it's a bowl full of spaghetti squash and delicious cheese :)

Bacon gorgonzola parmesan spaghetti squash (aka: heaven)

Shredded Parmesan cheese
Crumbled Gorgonzola (or any bleu cheese)
Heavy Cream (you could use half + half as well, whatever you prefer)
Salt + Pepper
Spaghetti Squash (click here for great instructions  on how to cook spaghetti squash! I had frozen leftovers that I used, but fresh is great too :))

(sidenote: I eyeballed all of these measurements-- feel free to do the same and go by taste!) Heat 1-2 cups of heavy cream in a saucepan until small bubbles begin to form. Add in 1/2 c. gorgonzola and 1/4 c. parmesan cheese (less or more is fine depending on your tastes, this will help the sauce thicken since we're not using flour) and stir until melted. Add in a pinch of salt and pepper to taste, and stir for a few minutes to thicken. Meanwhile, cook a slice or two (or five) of bacon, and chop into small pieces once cooked. Stir your cooked spaghetti squash into cheese mixture and stir for a few minutes to combine. Once most of cheese sauce has been incorporated into squash, remove from heat, plate, and top with bacon. Devour. Enjoy. :)

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Handmade & Under $15!

If you're looking for great holiday gift ideas under $15 (which, let's face it-- who isn't?), and especially if you're participating in Viktoria & my blogger secret santa swap, we've been compiling great ideas on our handmade & under $15 pinterest board! (and Viktoria's post on other great gift ideas!) So far I've found some awesome DIY beauty gifts, cute homemade accessories & tons of great websites with hundreds of affordable homemade gift ideas. Also, if you're a pinterest addict like myself & you'd like to be a contributor to the board, drop me a line! 

(including these cute homemade hand warmers! I LOVE this!) 

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Blogger Secret Santa!

I AM SUPER EXCITED ABOUT THIS. (okay, calming down :)) 

I am so excited to announce today that I'm teaming up with one of my very favorite bloggers, Viktoria of Viktoria with a K, to host an awesome Blogger Secret Santa holiday swap!


Let me say-- I adore secret santa swaps. Viktoria and I both participated in a blogger secret santa swap last year, and we both had so much fun that we decided to team up to host one for our lovely readers this year! 

Interested? Here are the deets:
We will be accepting the first 14 bloggers who comment on our posts (check Viktoria's blog today for her post about the swap!), and we will only accept 14 total, so if you're interested, comment ASAP! You must include your email address in your comment so that we can contact you. Viktoria and I will also be participating in the swap, for a total of 16 gorgeous, stylish, and awesome bloggers secret santa-ing.

We'll email you with a quick questionnaire to fill out about what sorts of things you might like to receive from your swap, your interests, etc, as well as the dates & details of the swap. After we've got everyone together, we'll send out emails to everyone telling you who you'll be gifting to-- but who will be sending you your gift will be a surprise until you receive it!

You must send your gift to your secret santa by Wednesday, Dec 21. You also must commit to writing a blog post about what you by the time January is over (earlier is great!). We really want to see what you've all gotten from your secret santas!

Spend no more than $15 on your secret santa-- we're all thrifty girls (and guys!) and it's fun to find a great deal, especially when you can gift that great deal to someone else. Also, Viktoria and I both are poor grad students :)

Now for some fun extras:
We'd love for you to spread the word about our project! The more bloggers who participate, the more fun it will be for everyone :) Feel free to grab this icon for your blog & spread the word about our swap if you'd like (or just because it's cute, whatevs)! 

Also, we'll be putting together great gift ideas under $15 on pinterest for the next few weeks during the duration of the swap. Check it out if you're stumped for ideas, and drop me a line if you'd like to be a contributor! 

We are so excited to get going, and can't wait to collaborate with such beautiful, incredible bloggers on such a fun project! 

Monday, December 5, 2011

Radvent: Caring

Here's the thing. I care about a lot of things. I care about plenty of good things, like my friends and family and cat and savings account, and taking care of my body, and being happy, and finding shoes on sale or making the most delicious grilled cheese. But I also care about a lot of icky stuff that is kind of a time-waster in the long run, like trying to please everyone and the lack of ca-ching currently on my debit card and being lint-free, all the time. 

So when I read this radvent prompt about caring, I thought, huh. This is all well and good and lovely, but I don't really feel like writing about any of it. Until I got to the last three lines. List the things you don't give a sh*t about. Seriously? That's kind of awesome. I have to admit, this was a little daunting. I've spent a big chunk of my life respectively caring/not caring about things based on the opinions of those around me, and I've finally shook that off and am beginning to form some own radical opinion of my own. 

But still. It's not like I sit down and list all of the things that I used to care about and I no longer care about. So this was a little intimidating.
But can I say: wheeeeeee! It was super freeing. I highly recommend you do it too. 

Things I don't give a sh*t about:
Hockey. Sorry, Minnesota. 
Fancy things. Yes, I like things. Even nice things. But I could really care less if my eyeshadow costs $2 and not $22, or whether or not my wine came straight from the cellar or Trader Joe's. 
(addendum: things I do give a sh*t about: finding a good deal!)
The exclusivity of my music collection. I like music, a lot. I have a massive iTunes library filled with artists that even the pickiest music connoisseurs would enjoy. I also have every single Dave Matthews cd and a plethora of Taylor Swift, and the list goes on and on. Quite frankly, it is super boring to pretend to only like music that would make it on pitchfork. I like what I like, and that is that.
Whether or not my scarf matches my hat, matches my mittens. I have no matching sets, and I look like a rainbow. I am perfectly fine with that. 

PHEW. That was awesome.
Also: if you love fancy things and matching winter accessories and pitchfork, I think that is AWESOME. You most likely don't give a sh*t about things that I adore. That's what makes this so great :)
I want to hear it! What don't you give a sh*t about?

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Radvent: Balance

Um, hi.
*cough, cough*
Is this thing on?

So, here I am. I guess I don't really know what to say about how besides the fact that I haven't written a physical post in about a month, I've really been checked out of blogging mentally since I bid adieu to Undergradfab and moved over here to Babble + Bloom. I guess I was waiting for this blog to feel like me, and when it didn't, I got bummed. I completely failed to remember that if I didn't put myself into my blog, it would never feel like me.

I'm glad I took some space, but I've been feeling a hole in my life in the last few months, and I think I finally realized that it came from the loss of my identity as a blogger. I'm going to try this again, and I hereby commit myself to blogging a lot in December and see how it feels, and go from there.

I stumbled upon Princess Lasertron's Radvent posts via some other lovely blogs I follow, and it seems like the perfect way for me to get back in the blogging habit while simultaneously doing something I adore: reflecting.

So! Let's do this, shall we? I'm skipping back a few days to Day 2: Balance (can I just say: holy links, batman. Sorry for the overload in this post :))

Last fall, I was living in Minnesota and finishing up my last year in college. One particularly gorgeous day, I was headed to class & I happened to park a bit farther from campus than I usually do. As I was walking to class, I stumbled upon this poem pressed into the concrete sidewalk.

if you love this as much as I do, you can find out more about St.Paul's sidewalk poetry here

I snapped a picture of it on my phone (because how often do you stumble upon poems on the sidewalk?) and moved on with my day. I've revisited that picture on my phone time and time again over the last year. I tend to be a bit black-and-white with my actions and with my thoughts. Either I must be the perfect blogger or I can't blog at all. Either I must eat 100% (enter one of the following terms here: vegetarian, vegan, paleo, clean, intuitively, etc) or I have completely failed. I must be the perfect daughter, sister, friend, girlfriend, student, etc, or I have done something wrong.

I'm absolutely, one-hundred-percent positive that most of you are the same way and know exactly  what I'm talking about.

I have finally decided I am done with perfect. it. is. exhausting. I try, and I let go. I breathe a little deeper, and I cut myself some slack. I do a little yoga. I take a little nap. I go for a walk. I dance around my apartment. I try something new.  I get out of the house.  I call my best friends. I cry a bit, and I ask myself what's missing. Usually, it's love, connectedness, and patience. I have honest chats with myself aloud in my car, completely weirding out all my fellow drivers. I stop trying to plan, and let myself live in the here & now.

I certainly don't know enough about balance to tell you how to do it, but I would like to think we're all getting there.

Want to join in on the fun? Check out more about radvent here. And how do you find balance? I would love to know :)

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Sunday Morning Poetry

Utopia lies at the horizon.
When I draw nearer by two steps,
it retreats two steps.
If I proceed ten steps forward, it
swiftly slips ten steps ahead.
No matter how far I go, I can never reach it.
What, then, is the purpose of utopia?
It is to cause us to advance.

- Eduardo Hughes Galeano

Thursday, October 13, 2011

leggings and delirium.

Okay, everyone. Prepare yourself for a few sentences of serious whining here... I promise I'll drop it in a minute, but seriously. I may be the only person in the world who is peeved at this weather we've had in the midwest the last week or two, but seriously? Eighty degrees in October? I'm all for sunshine and warm weather, but if we skip straight over fall and right into snowy frigid winter without any time for me to enjoy this in-betweeny weather I am not going to be a happy camper. In an effort to fall-ify my summery wardrobe, I'm topping every outfit with leggings. Sorry, fall. I may be sweating my tush off, but I'm going to keep wearing them until the weather actually necessitates them. 

dress: vintage, thrifted; leggings: primark, london; flats: boston store
notice that weird little out-of-place bump on the side of my dress? I didn't realize it until halfway through the day, but it had caught on a doorframe or something and ripped a big ole' hole in the seaming! Luckily I made a quick stop home and stitched it up so it's good again, but I'll always have these pictures to remember my clumsiness and obliviousness

Anyways, because I do not want to be thought a major grumpy gills, let's talk about GOOD news! When I left you last, my roomie & I were still waiting to hear if we were finally free of the icky apartment (refer to here if you're confused :)), and recently we got confirmation that our old lease has been broken and we're free of all of their sludge and drudge. The day that we moved things out of the old apartment, we went hunting for a new one and found the most perfect apartment in the entire world just a few blocks away that we'll be moving into at the end of the month. In preparation, I've been going crazy pants on my pinterest with decorating inspiration and getting excited to make this new place my home! Are you on pinterest? Come find me! If I'm not sleeping, working, or at grad school, odds are I'm likely pinning the crap out of everything I can find. It's an addiction. 

I have to make a quick apology for the disjointed nature of this post-- since it truly has been a while, I'm a bit rusty at this whole thing. I trust I'll get my blogging mojo back gradually, but for now we'll just say that my slight lack of direction here is caused by heat-induced delirium, because really. It just might be. 

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Sunday Morning Poetry

Saints Bowling in the Mountains
Do you know how beautiful you are?

I think not, my dear.

For as you talk of God,
I see great parades with wildly colorful bands
Streaming from your mind and heart,
Carrying wonderful and secret messages
To every corner of this world.

I see saints bowing in the mountains
Hundreds of miles away
To the wonder of sounds
That break into light
From your most common words.

Speak to me of your mother,
Your cousins and your friends.

Tell me of squirrels and birds you know.
Awaken your legion of nightingales -
Let them soar wild and free in the sky.

And begin to sing to God.
Let's all begin to sing to God!

Do you know how beautiful you are?

I think not, my dear,

Yet Hafiz
Could set you upon a Stage
And worship you forever!


Sunday, October 2, 2011

Sunday Morning Poetry

Moving Water

When  you do things from your soul, you feel a river
moving in you, a joy.

When actions come from another section, the feeling
disappears.  Don't let

others lead you.  They may be blind or, worse, vultures.
Reach for the rope

of God.  And what is that?  Putting aside self-will.
Because of willfulness

people sit in jail, the trapped bird's wings are tied,
fish sizzle in the skillet.

The anger of police is willfulness.  You've seen a magistrate
inflict visible punishment.  Now 

see the invisible.  If you could leave your selfishness, you
would see how you've

been torturing your soul.  We are born and live inside black water in a well.

How could we know what an open field of sunlight is? Don't
insist on going where

you think you want to go.  Ask the way to the spring.  Your
living pieces will form

a harmony.  There is a moving palace that floats in the air
with balconies and clear

water flowing through, infinity everywhere, yet contained
under a single tent.


Sunday, September 25, 2011

Sunday Morning Poetry

Do you have any advice for us just starting out?

Give up sitting dutifully at your desk. Leave
your house or apartment. Go out into the world.
It's all right to carry a notebook but a cheap
one is best, with pages the color of weak tea
and on the front a kitten or a space ship.
Avoid any enclosed space where more than
three people are wearing turtlenecks. Beware
any snow-covered chalet with deer tracks
across the muffled tennis courts.
Not surprisingly, libraries are a good place to write.
And the perfect place in a library is near an aisle
where a child a year or two old is playing as his
mother browses the ranks of the dead.
Often he will pull books from the bottom shelf.
The title, the author's name, the brooding photo
on the flap mean nothing. Red book on black, gray
book on brown, he builds a tower. And the higher
it gets, the wider he grins.
You who asked for advice, listen: When the tower
falls, be like that child. Laugh so loud everybody
in the world frowns and says, "Shhhh."
Then start again.

Ron Koertge

Saturday, September 24, 2011

In the book bag: The Hunger Games

I know, I know-- again, I'm a bit late to the game on these books. They've been recommended to me so many times over the last few years, but I always hesitated to pick them up. Generally, YA dystopian novels are not a genre I usually gravitate towards, but I'm so glad I gave up my preconceived notions and read them anyways. I read them all in about a week (one of the perks of reading a series after all of them have been published-- no waiting!), so the plot lines blur together a bit for me, hence the three-in-one review. Let's get to it, shall we?

The Hunger Games tells the story of a teenaged girl living in a post-apocalyptic world, where all that's left of the United States is a small country called Panem, consisting of 12 different districts all ruled by the dictatorial Capitol. Every year, the Capitol requires each district to send one boy and one girl to the Capitol for the Hunger Games, a televised gladiatorial fight to the death. 

And that's all I'm going to say. The story is incredibly complex and grows in leaps and bounds from the original premise in ways that are both relevant and disturbing to our current society. I quickly got attached to the characters, and found myself flying through these books, unable to turn the pages quickly enough. I will say that the first and second books were quite different than the third, but I enjoyed all of them. I was surprised to see the third book get a less-than-stellar rating on goodreads, but I think it followed the story perfectly and was a necessary and realistic way to wrap up the novels.

Have you read the Hunger Games trilogy? (I'm sure many, many of you have :)) What did you think of them? 
As always, I'm constantly looking for a good new book to read-- I'd love to hear your recommendations below!

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

the clash revolution.

First things first:
Do I have the greatest readers, or do I have the greatest readers? 

Tee: F21; Skirt: NY&Co; Leggings: Primark London; Boots: Gift

Hint: the answer is a resounding yes :) 

Seriously-- you guys are the best. If I wasn't back to my usually sunny disposition a few days ago, I certainly am now after reading all of your lovely comments and emails. I have to admit, I was a bit hesitant to post such a detailed account of all of the not-so-plesant details of my last few weeks, but your warmth and understanding floored me. It reminded me, yet again, that even though I write about generally fun & surface things like my clothes, the silly things I'd like to do before my next birthday and my favorite music at the moment, I still am a real person, writing things for other real people to read, and that you all get it. 

The short answer: you are great and I am grateful for you :) 

But I digress. Moving on, going forward, just like I promised! I pinned this outfit a few weeks ago on pinterest, and while I have the vague recollection I've worn some semblance of this outfit before (I won't go through my old undergradfab archives if you won't :)), I love it for its simplicity and slightly quirky/clashy  undertones. Plus-- I jump at the chance to mix brown and black now after years of being told I can't. Viva la clash-olution! 

Sunday, September 18, 2011

an update.

Well. Hello, there.

It's been a while-- or at least, it's been a while since I've been really invested in writing an actual blog post. Without going into too much detail, these last few weeks have been a bit rough. I've started grad school (and love it-- what a nerd I am :)) and my new job, which are lovely but challenging. Then suddenly, two weeks ago, we lost our family dog, Delia. I know not everyone will understand (and that's fine) but losing a pet is so incredibly difficult, especially in the circumstances we lost Delia. She was young, only 8, and was in perfect health until 12 hours before she died-- and then suddenly, she was gone, just like that. She was quite possibly the sweetest dog I've ever known-- everyone loved her, and even my friends who weren't dog people often told me how much they loved her. She was a therapy dog, and so devoted to bringing peace and comfort to those who were ill. Needless to say, her loss was a shock and is still difficult to comprehend at times.

As if that weren't enough, the apartment I thought I was in the process of getting settled into is no longer my apartment. To make an incredibly long and difficult story short, we discovered some incredibly not good things about the property as well as the landlords, and decided to cut our losses and get out immediately. My lovely roomie and I did find a beautiful apartment that is big, bright, and full of character and charm and completely, 100% what we were looking for, but our lease doesn't begin for a little while, so I'm in apartment limbo again for another month. As we wrap things up with the old place and move onto the new, however, I'm incredibly grateful for the way things turned out and the fact that we are getting out of a bad situation before it's too late.

Luckily, now, things seem to be slowing down (knock on wood :)). I'm getting into a groove, and am feeling a bit more myself. I'm not going to make any lofty promises that I can't be sure I can keep, but at the moment, I am feeling more like sharing, more like writing, and more like my blog has a place in my life again. I wasn't ready to talk about the past few weeks' events while they were happening, but now I am. Real life happens to everyone, and I know that you all can understand where I am coming from, regardless of whether you share it publicly or not.

I hope you all can understand my absence, both physical and mental, from blogging these past few weeks. I hope that you'll stick with me as I begin to post more frequently again, and re-find my voice. I came close to calling it quits altogether, but that simply didn't feel right. I also knew that I couldn't just bypass the events of the last few weeks and pretend they never happened and put on a happy face-- I simply do not work that way. My mini-hiatus helped me clear my head, and I knew the only way I could start to blog again was to lay all of this out on the table, and go from there. So. Table: laid. Me: moving on. Thanks for listening, and sticking with me, and being so lovely. I can't promise where we'll be going from here, exactly, but I do promise that I will keep on going-- and I hope you continue to read, and come along for the ride :) 

Sunday Morning Poetry

There is a community of the spirit

There is a community of the spirit.
Join it, and feel the delight
of walking in the noisy street
and being the noise.
Drink all your passion, 
and be a disgrace.
Close both eyes 
to see with the other eye.


Monday, September 12, 2011

Away for the day...

Today, I'm guest posting over at the lovely Yammering Muse while Ashley is away! I've written about my perfect fall day and included some of my favorite yummy fall recipes and things to do once the leaves begin to change. Have a read and check out the rest of Ashley's lovely blog while you're at it!

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Sunday Morning Poetry

Love the quick profit, the annual raise,
vacation with pay. Want more
of everything ready-made. Be afraid
to know your neighbors and to die.

And you will have a window in your head.
Not even your future will be a mystery
any more. Your mind will be punched in a card
and shut away in a little drawer.

When they want you to buy something
they will call you. When they want you
to die for profit they will let you know.
So, friends, every day do something
that won’t compute. Love the Lord.
Love the world. Work for nothing.
Take all that you have and be poor.
Love someone who does not deserve it.

Denounce the government and embrace
the flag. Hope to live in that free
republic for which it stands.
Give your approval to all you cannot
understand. Praise ignorance, for what man
has not encountered he has not destroyed.

Ask the questions that have no answers.
Invest in the millenium. Plant sequoias.
Say that your main crop is the forest
that you did not plant,
that you will not live to harvest.

Say that the leaves are harvested
when they have rotted into the mold.
Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.
Put your faith in the two inches of humus
that will build under the trees
every thousand years.

Listen to carrion — put your ear
close, and hear the faint chattering
of the songs that are to come.
Expect the end of the world. Laugh.
Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful
though you have considered all the facts.
So long as women do not go cheap
for power, please women more than men.

Ask yourself: Will this satisfy
a woman satisfied to bear a child?
Will this disturb the sleep
of a woman near to giving birth?

Go with your love to the fields.
Lie down in the shade. Rest your head
in her lap. Swear allegiance
to what is nighest your thoughts.

As soon as the generals and the politicos
can predict the motions of your mind,
lose it. Leave it as a sign
to mark the false trail, the way
you didn’t go.

Be like the fox
who makes more tracks than necessary,
some in the wrong direction.
Practice resurrection.

- Wendell Berry

Today, on the 10th anniversary of 9/11, my thoughts and prayers go out to all those who were affected, and hope for a more peaceful future for all of us. 

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

a big day.

Today is a big day. 

Four months ago, as a brand new college graduate, I only had inklings of what my life would be like now. I knew I'd be going to grad school, but I had no idea what it would actually feel like to take such a big academic step. I knew I'd be starting a new job, but I had no idea how woefully unprepared I'd feel to be starting it. I knew I'd be moving to a new apartment, but I had no idea where or when or any of those important details.

Dress: Kohls, Fall 11; Sandals: Target, Summer 10

But today, I start them all. First day of grad school. First day at my new job. Moving into my new apartment. My first apartment not in my college town, but in the town that I'll be establishing myself as an adult and could possibly be spending the majority of my adult life in. Needless to say, it's all a bit overwhelming.

In a good way, though. I won't say I haven't had a few emotional meltdowns (the tears, I have them in excess.), but overall, I'm ready to move on, ready to turn a new leaf and move from my comfort zone to being a bit uncomfortable in my day-to-day for a while. A few weeks ago, right after I signed the lease to my new apartment, I had a particularly rough night, tossing and turning and wondering if I'd done the right thing. And then I remembered reading a quote that said:

If you're not doing something every day that scares you, you're doing something wrong.

And I realize that I've spent a lot of time doing things wrong, staying in my comfort zone and being afraid of being a little uncomfortable. So lately, I've been trying to step out of the box a bit more. Planning a rather lofty trip abroad, adding a few scary-big things to my life list. And you know what-- I've re-learned (as I always do) that a little discomfort isn't as scary as it seems, it's exhilarating. 


So off I go, doing things that scare me a bit, and being glad that I'm making the decisions to do them now, rather than finding myself a few years down the road asking why I didn't just try. It's something I have to constantly practice, trying to step one extra toe out of my comfort zone each day, but so far, so good :)