November 2005 Archives

turkey, gravy, and college applications

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We have a rule in our house. Actually we have many. Show kindness to others, think of the other person first, put your napkin on your lap, never go to sleep angry, etc etc. But there is one rule that doesn't necessarily govern behavior or sharpen one's character. It does however promote a sense of peace in a household. What is it?

Don't leave junk on the dining room table.

No mail, no clutter, no books, no misc. items of any kind. The dining room table is a sacred space where family shares meals, discussions and laughter. Somewhere along the line in my motherhood-wife-artist life I learned this rule and I have been very strict about keeping it. I have discovered that when preserving this space you can let other rooms slide. Like the living room. You can have a few stacks of clutter in the living room and it just doesn't seem like a big deal as long as the dining room table is kept neat.

Sound obsessive?

Try having a nice family dinner with all your tax documents stacked next to the caesar salad. Someone at the table will have an underlying sense of stress during dinner. This can effect everyone at the table like ripples in a pond. Other items can have similar effects especially if they are a symbol of something that needs to be done, like stacks of mail or bills. That is one of my other rules. Tend to mail the moment it comes (very helpful at keeping the dining table rule). Anyway, typically this rule is followed religiously. If something ends up on the table and dinner is looming, I may resort to putting the stack on one of the dining chairs (out of sight) but for the most part that is a last resort.

Until this weekend.

There is stuff on our table. It comes on the heels of the lovely Thanksgiving dinner that my husband cooked. We went through the holiday with a table that changed personality with every meal. Fresh flowers (for my birthday), yummy french toast one morning, turkey stuffed with oranges for t-day, and of course left overs. But the end of the holiday meant that we had to get serious and that is where the clutter on our table comes in.

I'll admit that I willingly allowed it. Because it was a different kind of clutter. It symbolizes a sort of family change, the kind that one can celebrate. A rite of passage. A positive sort of deadline.

The college application.

The thick manilla envelope stuffed with application, essay, and various other written hoops Daniel had to jump through officially went into the mail yesterday. Out went the final portion of a long line of tasks completed in hopes that UMD will think that Daniel is all that and act accordingly with an acceptance letter in February.

There is still college stuff on our table. College PR from other schools. Letters and offers and a few more applications that need to be filled out for Daniel's "back up" schools. But the big one, the one we are all hoping for is off the table...

and in the mail.

praise god.



Finally finished over the holiday weekend, "Sisterhood" is the fourth installation in my exploration of "thin places". Symbolism runs a little rampant in this piece as it began as a work depicting myself, my mother, and my sister in the ancestorial line of all women and it evolved to depict Mary, Eve, and Everywoman in the line of spirituality and history that threads all women together.


sisterhood of believers

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a churchless faith


Reread this recently and was reminded that the path that our family is on is not unique, special, or damned. In fact, now more than ever I am realizing that making the change was healthy and put us back on the path to spiritual wholeness. In this article the author simply states what his research revealed, that for some, leaving the church was the path to health and the road toward God.

Readthe article here.

paris sky

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Working on my planet today. Pouring over more euro photos for potential upload or other artistic creations and I ran into this shot of Daniel. He stands against a paris sky just outside the louvre. It is so hard to believe that it was four months ago that we were there. parissky.jpg

Anyway, this photo makes me smile. It makes me smile because I am reminded how much I love my little family. It reminds me of the conversation that the three of us had over dinner last night that was fun and lively and spun of creative inspiration over pasta and salad. It reminds me of the weekend we had of sunday morning french toast and more being together. Bryan and I were discussing something related to the history of the church, the teachings of Jesus, and communities today. As Daniel joined us at the table and before his butt hit the chair he said.."I have some thoughts on that". More conversation.

Is it weird that the three of us really like to be together? It is like our creativity is boosted by each others presence. It is a gift that I revel in and marvel at. And I know that time is so precious.

Friday is the next installment of the college quest for Daniel. A visit to the UMD campus complete with tour. It makes me even more aware of the stages of the life of a family. Of course when I get a little sentimental with my son, he tends to put me right with humor. At the beginning of this school year it hit me hard and I commented to him...

"I can't believe you are a senior".

He promptly replied...

"It's ok mom, next year I will be a freshmen".

tuesday blues


Tuesday is a non day. It is still the beginning of the week but not monday. It is too far from friday to be wednesday (halfway to the weekend). It is an isolated island of a day.

Today my tuesday is blue. Sometimes Tuesday is very productive because of its isolation, but today I am stuck in the spiral of the overwhelmed.

To many things to do and so I get stuck and do nothing while trying to figure out where to start.

This happens to me sometimes when future plans collide with the day to day, and work collides with domestic chores and it all goes swirling together to produce a twister that I can't get my hands (or my brain) around. To much to manage, too much paper to shuffle, laundry....stuff.

Maybe the mailman won't come today. Then there won't by mail to tend to.

It's a quagmire that leads nowhere until I select one of the many tasks and begin. Shut my eyes and pick at random. Prioritizing in these times rarely work and usually make the overwhelming feeling worse so now I need to just do......



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