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Circling

I met with my mountain circle this weekend for our quarterly pilgrimage inward and into nature, and my heart always comes back feeling so full.  I LOVE retreats.  It is the way I  most love to formally recharge.  Each new year I make lists of how I plan to take care of myself better so that I'm a happier mom & partner, better bodyworker, savvier businessperson, fulfilled artist...often the lists include eating more whole foods, planning more creative excursions, taking workshops from people I admire and want to learn from and stretching my comfort zone in all areas of my life.  I find that retreating with women-for a day or for a week at a time-gives me the longest lasting and most inspiring results to step forward into my world with.  A shaman brings medicine to the tribe after journeying into the outer realms of consciousness for information and guidance.  When I come back from time away, I always feel like I've grown in some sacred way.  I always learn something valuable about myself and those I'm circling with.  I've come to rely on this time with other women.  I'm pretty sure my life depends on it.

Eleventh Hour Wishlist

Hark! It's upon us! 

If you are running behind with shopping and are desperate for a few ideas, here are some last moment goodies that may save your Christmas keister:

Wee Babes: Organic *anything* is nice for the weans because their little skins and bodies don't like chemicals.  Nui booties are not cheap, but make a super sweet gift.  If you are the crafting type, felt your own!  My favorite source for wool top (roving) is The Yarn Tree in Brooklyn, because they're so flippin' nice.  Pair I felted for friend's babe:

I would have been all over this bunting, had I known about it when M was born.

Kid Over 2: This cool chalkboard placemat is Made in USA by a company called Chalk A Doodle (I can't say it without crowing).  The eraser is recycled wool and it comes with 4 pieces of dustless chalk.  I love the folks at Pokkadots, too.  Just dang sweet people.  No time to ship?  No money to buy?  Make it yourself by spray painting chalkboard paint onto a lightweight surface such as illustration board or Masonite.  Create the eraser by cutting a 4 x 6 square out of your least favorite wool sweater (or thrift store find) and wash it in a hot water cycle with regular laundry soap.  Instant felted wool eraser.  Reckon you'll have to go buy some chalk. Also, the album What Kind of Cat Are You? will drive the 2-6 set wild.

EnviroMan: Just Soap is a company anyone can love.  The creator designed a bike contraption to pedal and mix his large batches of soap.  Brilliant! Human powered!  More efficient than Santa and no pesky reindeer to clean up after.  The coyotes love Lemongrass Ginger for a scent that suits girlies, as well as boys.  We are intrigued by the shampoo bars and plan to try them next-I can't think of a better idea than eliminating all of the plastic bottles that shampoo and conditioner come in.  This water bottle solves all of the plastic, aluminum (evil SIGG), nalgene issues of our day.  With one for him and one for you, you can get on with things more fun than searching for the perfect bloody water bottle!

Host/Hostess/Special Lady Friend: These candles from Something Wicked are wickedly guiltless, especially if you live on the West Coast and don't have far to ship (think cruel fuel).  We've been burning "Hannah" (Fig Apricot) all week and the scent is intoxicating without being headachey.  They are thoughtfully poured into reuseable + recyclable glass, made of soy (no black paraffin lungs) with hemp wicks, toxin-free, and are packaged in deliciously recycled paper boxes (sturdy enough to have a second life as a cute and yummy-smelling storage box).  Lovely Jill Roy, creator, beloved Angeleno, and handpourer scores points for fighting global warming and gets one tiny spanking for using a teensy amount of synthetic fragrance to achieve the fruity part of the sniffins.  If she can live with herself, I can, too.

eGifts: Elf Yourself is the funniest thing I've ever seen.  When I received this gift from my girl, Julie, I almost peed.  Spread holiday joy and crack up your friends.  They'll forget that you didn't send them a fruitcake.

And,

If You Still Have to Buy for Me: Wink...

Wednesday Post Script: To SIGG or not to SIGG

I've been receiving some feedback about the water bottle issue and the comments of this post reveal some concerns and thoughts from a few well-doers.  Here is my final prattle on the matter which I tried to post as a comment but Typepad doesn't love me tonite:

I have been reading all night about bottles, bottles and more bottles.  What I'm hearing is SIGG asked Environmental Working Group and Organic Consumers Association earlier this year to remove the SIGG water bottle from their warning lists.  Both have done so, but it seems to me that they still have questions but aren't quite saying why yet.  SIGG has said (I'm paraphrasing, of course) their bottles do NOT leach at all, ever, the harmful hormone disruptor known as BPA *bisphenol A* from the linings of the bottles. 

SIGG will not release the content or manufacturing process details about their "micro epoxy" linings (born of petrochemicals, as all plastics are) because they want to maintain their "competitive edge".  EWG tested SIGGs for 3 days the tests showed no signs of BPA, but I hear that community making talk of the bottles wearing down and "leaching over time" and consumers not being able to see if there is internal damage to the lining when cleaning, which would definitely indicate leaching of the plastic lining components, not to mention the aluminum. 

A lot of effort goes into producing SIGG, in inks, printing & manufacturing the fancy decorative exteriors that have such great marketing appeal, mining of aluminum, etc.  I also hear consumers saying that the exteriors chip and dent when you drop the bottles, so what happens to the interior when that occurs? 

In favor of stainless steel, though the mining process is also intensive, is that it is the most recyclable material in the world- in fact over 80% of cars in the US are recycled, meaning my very own SS bottle could be the '74 Nova my parents drove when I was a kid!  I like SIGG's general ideas for fair trade and all of that alleged goodliness (w!), I wish they made a plain SS version with no fancy-energy-sucking frills.  I can paint my own dang bottle!

But seriously, my vote still goes for food-grade stainless steel (watch out for cheapies, they are out there!).  And I'm a product, design and packaging whore, so you can imagine how difficult it is for me to be so puritanical on such a matter.  EWG said it best when they said, "SIGG is an aluminum-bottle manufacturer with excellent publicity."

You can't recycle SIGG because of all that is in/on it vs. the plain Klean Kanteen (available everywhere, such as Amazon, GreenFeet.com).  My bone of contention is that SIGG is mfd in Switzerland (smaller eco footprint, yet still far to ship) and the damned KK is mfd in China-if you know me, you know I've begun to boycott China when possible.  If you use the tap to fill your bottles, you must always remember to clean them thoroughly-another problem I have with SIGG is you can't risk getting them too hot inside ....eeeeegad....(I run the hottest tap water my faucet will produce to sterilize my bottle and I can put it in the d/w, too)

I have to add that I think the best best best thing ever is to just drink from a glass or ceramic mug.  Easy to do at home and just take your water container out with you, reducing your *risk of the unknown*!  Enough fearmongering already...time to get back into the holiday spirit of pretending mass consumption is a healthy obsession. :)

(Whoops! Sorry for the weird link to funky eyelash girl! My Gina G is a potter, not a Get Up and Dance diva!-link fixed)

http://www.enviroblog.org/2007/05/ask-ewg-i-am-looking-for-a-saf.htm
http://greenerpenny.blogspot.com/2007/08/bye-bye-bpa.html
http://www.ewg.org/node/21491

We Gather

Just a little conversation can begin a revolution.  Speaking from inside of ourselves or out loud with someone we know, we all have the seed lying in the center of our beings for love, transformation and growth.  When birthed into words, that which moves us from our centers can manifest into movement.

I love to gather.  I especially love to gather to honor women, and I leapt at the opportunity to assemble a small group of moms to initiate a dear friend into the mothership circle.  What began as a subtle, spoken yearning by Keri to be surrounded by "mama energy" before the birth of her son culminated in an amazing, whirlwind weekend of food, fall color, mommies and babes in Woodstock, NY.

I'm beginning to be at a loss for words, so visit Wendy who found a beautiful song that I think describes what happens when we gather perfectly.

What stands out for me most of all, is the mighty courage it takes for women to fly and drive great distances to support another woman in her rites of passage, and how this is a lost practice in our culture that is making a comeback.  It might be easy for someone to shy away from other women or artists for fear of being judged or thinking that they may not have much to bring or offer others.  Nevertheless, women are sitting on floors and couches, on the earth and on the chairs of their ancestors with each other, sharing stories, fears, and finding their voices.

We must all keep having the conversations, sending out the smoke signals for support when we need it, asking for what we want, listening for the drumbeat, and answering the call to quest.

Here's to four amazing mothers, two curious boys, one brilliantly growing seed, and two that are being dreamed of today.  You are all brave and shining. 

   

"If the world is to be healed through human efforts, I am convinced that it will be by ordinary people, people whose love for this life is even greater than their fear.  People who can open to the web of life that called us into being, and who can rest in the vitality of that larger body." --Joanna Macy

My Boy Wonder

Parenting is not exactly getting easier as it goes on.  There are tantrumy thingies, sleepless nights, coughs I don't know how to get rid of, an echo of "Out, out out" following me everywhere I go, having to hear the same song or video "Aho, aho" (which means "again, again") ninety six times in a day, grouchy car rides, and now-drumroll.....potty training.  We had two turds on the floor just Sunday.

And then moments like this:

of rogue plague rats on a pirate ship

of pennies in a favorite fountain

and of caped crusading away from me

and all of the challenging things fade away.  They won't ever matter a bit.

Smart

This picture is for W who thinks no one besides her family has Smart Hair.  Well we are smart, too, Wendy!  I score 1400 on the Hair SATs, sister, with a guinness number of cowlicks on just this one head of mine.  I'm betting there are more of you out there than are admitting, so fess up and fly your morning hairdos on your blogs.

A good friend of mine who has not had an easy time of staying pregnant is sailing with flying colors through her 10th week with great measurements and strong heartbeats.  I have to shout my joy out about how thrilled I am for she and her superhubs.  Stars are finally aligning for two more people who really deserve to be parents.  To any of you struggling right now, I say, hang in there dears.  Hope springs.

She recently gave me some bath bombs from Lush and this one is my all time favorite-yummy!!  I'm burning through them like Santa Barbara wildfire.

I've been working on reidentifying with what I do for a living because I think I get lost in all of the things I do for fun and forget about building my business.  I know only a little about marketing but am having fun creating little goodie bags for my clients and educating them about self-care.  I started a new little blog for locals and those who already see me at the spa.  I do declare I'm having a dandy time. 

Ecoliteracy and Visionarianism for the Holidays

I have to share this site with you because I love it so much.  Even before I had my own child, I have been fascinated with what growing food can do for children and adults.  How it has the power to revolutionize our schools and schoolchildren EXCITES me! 

I've always loved Alice Waters' story, each time I've caught a little promo in a magazine or a book over the years, I relish her vision and the results of her tenacious journey into this territory.

As my baby gets older and I move out of the mama cave and into the world with him, I find that I'm thinking more and more about health and of our impact on his world. 

This year, we have declared and committed ourselves, through the inspiration of friends and our own hearts yearnings, to a "No Made in China and No Plastic" holiday celebration.  It is another step on the path of awareness of our consumption and responsibility for what turns up in landfills.  I will very soon have some lovely alternatives here to share with you.

I do realize that I have effectively not tied the ideas in this post together but am going to just leave it alone this time.

Medicine

"So, to begin healing, stop kidding yourself that a little feel-good medicine of the wrong sort will take care of a broken leg. Tell the truth about your wound, and then you will get a truthful picture of the remedy to apply to it. Don't pack whatever is easiest or most available into the emptiness. Hold out for the right medicine. You will recognize it because it makes your life stronger rather than weaker".---Clarissa Pinkola Estes, WWRWTW...

...which I heart bigtime for its salvey goodness.

For Nina, Whom I Heart

                                                                               

This photo was inspired by Nina who sometimes takes pictures of random rated-X findings.  I love her.

I Heart

Last 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.

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.