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April 2007

April 25, 2007

Tagged by Wendy

Wendy nabbed me first thing this morning, while I was having my coffee and surfing.  It's always a great day to honor others for thinking!  I'm tagging four of you.

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Here goes:

Maggie-Dear Maggie who has a mouthful of soil.  Maggie is most definitely a thinker.  She seeks to find her heart's truth and is never afraid to leave old ideas behind and explore new ways of being and living in the world.  Maggie, you inspire me deeply because of your quiet grace and humility.

Leonie- Leonie seems to live and feel-I don't think of her as a "thinker" because her heart seems to speak directly to her body without having to channel through her brain.  For this, I want to honor her.  For not thinking!  But living thoughtfully.  I am so inspired by you, one reason being that you are so YOUNG and so WISE.

Keri-has already been honored by Wendy, so it is cheap of me to copy her.  But I have to.  Keri is the thinkingest person I've ever known.  We can talk for hours of meandering topics that all make perfect sense to us.  Another deep seeker- Keri, I honor you for your voice.  You inspire me to notice my veering path, rather than stay on the safe and common one.

Stephanie-at Little Birds Handmade.  She is one crafty mama and thinker.  I love to watch her life become her art.  She inspires me to think small and big and follow my imagination wherever it takes me.  Her life is dreamy to watch from afar. Stephanie, you inspire me to believe that I can create beautiful things, too.

April 24, 2007

Privacy Please

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My son is cracking me up.  Yesterday his book pick off of my shelf was "You Grow Girl" by Gayla Trail.  He took it all over the house with him, pausing to sit and flip through the pages, seeming to admire that it contains  illustrations, as well as real photos.  Today he is still on about it.  He has brought it to me to read, but only for a minute.  He mostly wants to enjoy it alone.  He opens it to the back flap and looks at Gayla's picture and points, making soft sounds.  I think he's in love!  I'm giddy that he wants to cart around a gardening book.  I'm going to go see if she has tee shirts in his size.

April 23, 2007

The Feminist What?

I've drank a bit too much coffee this morning and not had any breakfast yet.  This would explain part of the trembling that is moving from my head to my toes.  But not all of it.

A couple of days ago, I was sent a book review from U.S.A. Today by a dear friend who is a mother, a child advocate, a Marriage and Family Therapist and a feminist.  The book is called "The Feminist Mistake", a marketing play on words from feminist superhero Betty Freidan's The Feminine Mystique. The subheading for the article read: "is a well-crafted cautionary tale for women of all ages."  Though the review does point out that Leslie Bennetts' weakness is that her "campaign for financial autonomy is so shrill and unrelenting that it borders on a harangue,"  it promotes Bennetts' book, the main point of which hinges on the idea that "Women should make work a top priority with the lifelong goal of self-sufficiency". 

It is tempting for me to ask where Bennetts has been while her two children were growing up?  I want to lash out in anger at her for steering women away from their children and toward their careers.  Why?  Because her premise reeks of her own trust issues, which she barfs out on women who are taking care of their first responsiblity: the children they chose to bring into this world.  I suppose I am trembling because this review says nothing about the decision to not have children in favor of a career.  It sounds like women should strive for it all, marriage, work, and children-however neglecting of the marriage and children that may be.  Because after you've nailed the perfect American life, hurry back to work so you can self-preserve. 

I'm projecting, of course.  Like I do.  I haven't read the book.  But I already hate it.  Haranguing?  Is she attempting to bully women into neglecting their children because of her mother's and grandmother's weaknesses?  I just don't get it.

My friend, the one who forwarded the review, wrote a rebuttal to be published here and hopefully elsewhere.  I'm pretty sure the ezine gets mailed to your inbox, so do check it out to read the complete rebuttal. 

In the meantime, here's a tidbit: "While I can appreciate Leslie Bennett's message to women regarding the importance of financial autonomy, it is not as black and white as she seems to portray it.  I take exception to the idea that women who drop out of the workforce or scale back when they have children are making a mistake or running the risk of derailing their careers. It need not be that way."

And more: "Perhaps women need to ask themselves this question: Which matters most--my children or my career? If the answer is their career, it is a crime that they bothered to have children. I have counseled too many clients whose issues started with the abandonment and neglect they experienced as children because they had a working mom as well as a working dad or perhaps an absent dad. Kids that are put into daycare after mom's maternity leave is up without a thought to the abandonment and neglect they will experience at being away from their primary caregiver all day are the kids we see today with behavioral problems from anger to aggression/violence to ADD, childhood depression, anxiety, and other lifelong problems occurring with greater frequency than ever before. Women do not have to give up a career entirely if it is important to them, but parents need to put their child's needs first." 

One of my favorite blogmamas also has a strong sentiment worth reading.  She presents the economic facts about women in the workplace.

I have very strong feelings about what our personal damage drives us to do.  Children are always the sacrafices for our shit.  It angers me, saddens me, hits me like a boot in the belly to see neglect and abuse everywhere I go.  In my opinion Bennetts is using her Vanity Fair status to push her ideas that children will be fine without their parents. 

The woman I love to listen to calls this The Tulip Theory: "Many, but not all, of these women were not well-nurtured themselves, or they have a low bar for what they think children need, because they may not have been sufficiently mothered as much as children need to be nurtured. So, they are a little cold to the idea of mothering, which is one of the long-term side effects of daycare and nannys. These wonderfully strong and creative women are operating on the Tulip Theory. They think that everything the child needs is inside, just like everything the tulip needs is in the bulb. They think that children need a good home in a good neighborhood, a good school, a good nanny or day care provider, a good role model, and they will be fine. They actually think the issue is about quality daycare. They have different ideas of what "fine" is than we do. They don't know that any and every child (who doesn't actually have a physical brain abnormality or disability) can be a genius and can go for greatness. They don't realize that they are settling for less. They don't know that their children need them, and no one else can take their place. They don't know that there are degrees of impact on the child who is farmed out, depending upon how young and for how long. They don't know that this is a mental health issue."

Amen, sisters.

Be sure to share what you think.  What a great opportunity for us all to get vulnerable and talk about our fears and what we're doing with them.

April 17, 2007

Which Jane Austen Character Are You?

You scored as Marianne Dashwood.



Most girls can relate with Marianne on a more personal level than some of Austen's other characters. She represents the emotional longings and struggles that seem to attack and bless us at the same time. Loyal to a fault, passionate for experience and life, and a bit over-emotional, Marianne matures and grows (making her so beloved).

My second and third runners up were Emma Woodhouse and Elizabeth Bennet.  FUN!

I love this quiz!!  To take it yourself, go here.

Thanks to Ally for the inspiration :)

Raise Your Partini

Jujlaureljustine_1_1It must be the rain that causes this Portland phenomenon-because everyone I met in the fair city this weekend was so beautiful!  My dear friend, Julie, pictured center, is soon to be married to the handsome and talented, Chris.  This weekend we celebrated at her bridal shower.  Laurel, left, made ginger-infused martinis and aptly named the drink "Til Death Do Us Partini".  What a whirlwind of excitement and love for two incredible people!

JuliechrisbkissJulie and I met each other  over eight years ago-she and two other dynamic heroines in my world have been following each other around like sisters since we formed our Succulent Wild Woman group online at Planet Sark in 1999. 

We have had each other to lean on, taking the edge off of difficult times and laughing our way through the good ones. 

I love you, my Elements!  And to beautiful Portland, I miss you already.  See you for the wedding in May!

April 12, 2007

I Heart

Mlcjohndeerebucket_1_1Last week, Wendy of Mother Rising inspired a list of "I Hearts" that I am only getting to now! 

It's no secret that I heart farmboys.Elbrancho_1_1_2

I also heart my Keen Providence clogs.  I love these shoes so much.  They are a bit space-age-looking, but they have magical arch support and make my feet feel really well balanced.  I have torn ligaments in my ankle, and my keens allow me to be on my feet for long periods of time without crying.  They've been retired to gardening clogs because they're getting older.  Time for a new pair!

I also heart whole fat cream in my coffee, pens that actually write, people who speak the truth, good hair days and having plenty of the things that make me comfortable on hand. Oh, and world peace.

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April 05, 2007

Domestically Wild

Mlcpushuplips_1_1This is Miles with orange sherbet push-up all over his mouth at the California Living Museum (C.A.L.M.) a couple of weekends ago.  He's been twice since he was born, to see the red-tailed hawk that screeches and talks to us as we slowly cruise past his avian cage and the little grey foxes that shuffle plastic bottles filled with popcorn around their grassy kennels. 

All of the animals at C.A.L.M. cannot be returned to the wild because they are either injured or incapable of surviving in a natural habitat for some reason. 

Twenty five years or so ago, I took my first visit there to play with a mountain lion named Sierra, who has since long passed on.  She was little more than a kitten, but had been rescued and brought into captivity by someone, rendering her more dangerous to humans in the wild if released.  I remember how strong she was, how different she was from domestic cats, but also how similar.

So began my love affair with the wild, inside of me and out in the world.  (Did anyone have a subscription to Safari Cards growing up?) 

Tortoisecalm_1_1I live somewhat in the country now.  However, I no longer drive toward home wondering if I'll see a bear or a mountain lion crossing the one road in.  I don't wake up and see deer eating the new leaves off of my trees or see coyotes skulking around in the scrub on the hillside below. 

I do have a roadrunner in the pasture, some horses that come begging for popsicles each afternoon, and scores of black widow spiders under every rock in the yard.

Wherever I go, nature somehow follows.  In our world of increasing concrete, I hope I always have a tree in sight, some birds, perhaps a feral cat...something to remind me of my days in the wilderness.