Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Fish bowl


When each new day feels like starting over, I know now that I am low on qi. When I come under siege, of self-inflicted attacks of doubt and judgment, I need to remind myself that the flow of my qi is not optimal. It has been so hard to start practicing again. At this point, I simply must get myself over this hump and let the self-healing and self-nourishment more truly set in.

I'm back on my regular herbs, I've been eating meat and cheese-free for over a week now, things are shifting. It's going slower than I want. I can feel my shoulders tightening in response to this mental conundrum. Let it go, let it go, and just do.

Photo round up







Some photos I' haven't gotten around to posting...unless I did and have forgotten...

The kids are shooting episodes of The Underwear Warlord lately. (Hence the undies on the heads :-)

I came upon Spencer Tweedy's blog this morning and it's been a fascinating read into the life/mind of a 13 year old sensitive, artistic, articulate boy. I'm grateful for the glimpse.

Monday, June 29, 2009

...or Martin Luther Queen, if you will...

The Colbert ReportMon - Thurs 11:30pm / 10:30c
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Thanks for hooking me up, B!

Maria Taylor



Maria Taylor "came across my desk" this morning via NPR's Tiny Desk Concerts. I love this song and video!

Twitter

Did I mention I joined twitter? Digging this tweet from The White House today:

On Tap: 2:15 President of Colombia; 4:25 President & First Lady LGBT Pride Event; 5:00 Live-stream chat w/ Health Reform Director DeParle

It's baaack

Insomnia, that is. Not a friend, not a foe. Something's trying to tell me something.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Art transforms

E took the kids to a birthday party...let's see if Slumdog Millionaire is the remedy for this outrageously bad mood.

Muddled morning musings

This morning, this was my iGoogle (your own personal Google desktop page) horoscope:

"You could be overly analytical today because you aren't too keen to get into an intense emotional drama. It's easy for you to convey your ideas, even if they are based on a complex matrix of interrelated thoughts. But describing the simplest feeling can send you into a tailspin of self-doubt because you cannot find the right words. It's pointless to judge yourself harshly; just take a deep breath and do the best you can, even if you're on unfamiliar ground."

Also from this morning, my result from the "What Mask Do You Wear?" Facebook quiz:

"Your mask is innocence. You are innocent but not easily impressionable. You always give people the benefit of the doubt, and are nice to everyone you meet. You never really judge anyone, but you sometimes may judge yourself. Everyone who meets you usually adores you, even if you don't really know it. You always think you may be messing up or doing something wrong, but you're usually not. You don't have a problem restricting yourself from things you think you shouldn't do, although sometimes you're a bit curious. Sometimes people try to take advantage of you, but you don't always notice. Over all you're untainted, friendly, and everyone loves you."

Yesterday I found myself talking to Gem about coincidence vs. design in the Universe.

I can feel ripples of struggle inside... Are they echoes?

I am hungry. Last night's lovely saag dinner (my family unexpectedly gave Cap and me the gift of dinner out while they watched the kids after the Pampered Chef party Lisa hosted) fills my memory, but no longer does it nourish my body.

What is blocking me from reconnecting to my qi gong Flow?

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Jersey fresh


...and organic, too. Organic or low-spray. Our second CSA share of the season included salad turnips, garlic scape, snap peas, broccoli, kale, and lettuce. A CSA member drove down to central Jersey to pick up blueberries so we ordered a flat for $35. 12 pints went right into the freezer, 2+ pints into the fridge.

Turnip stalks and leaves sautéed with garlic, olive oil and salt.

Japanese-style pickled turnip with stalks and leaves (recipe below).

Hail damaged snap peas.

Tender and delicious steamed just a smidge.

Blueberry Cobbler Cake (recipe from Living Without e-mail subscription).

One of many blueberry-strawberry-banana smoothies.

Basic Salt Japanese-Style Turnip Pickles
(from Easy Japanese Pickling in Five Minutes to One Day)

14 oz/400g turnips
1 3/4 oz/50g turnip greens
1 1/2 tsp salt

Peel turnips. Halve lengthwise and slice thin. Chop greens (use tender, center leaves).

Shake turnips, greens and salt in a sealed plastic bag (I used a Ziploc). Let stand 10-15 minutes.

When soft, knead by hand. Press air out of bag, tie/seal, let stand an hour.

Friday, June 26, 2009

Well, well, well

Okay, first of all, I am not nude underneath the shawl. As you go through the photos you'll see I'm wearing a top in...OMG what would you call this color (looking down at my shirt as I type)...it is so...color-less...let's call it "wet sand".

Knitting is a great exercise in living and learning for me. This is the Sunday Market Shawl. Last night, I was interacting with it pretty...aggressively. Bordering on violently, truth be told. I was not peaceful at all. This morning, I am taken aback. Struck by the lovely calm that descended when I wrapped this knitted project around my shoulders. Very Jekyll and Hyde.

This pattern has been on my radar for awhile. At first, because it is simple and easy. Soon after because I fell in love with the yarn used to knit it up (Noro Cash Iroha). The factors that held me back: the finished shawl looked small to me, I didn't really love the finished look of the shawl, and the yarn was expensive. (I have had 2 skeins of the yarn in hot pink for almost a year, but this pattern was not the perfect match for those lovelies.)

Then, the Modern Yarn store closing blow-out sale. I bought 4 skeins of the yarn in this candy grape-y purple (called "Lavender") for the price of just over 2. This is when the pattern started flashing brightly on the radar.

Tension and gauge naturally, and mathematically, define how something you knit will turn out. Tension is how tightly or loosely you knit (or, more simply, how you knit) and gauge is how many stitches per inch you will get according to your personal tension and the thickness of the yarn you are using.

Most knitters make a swatch before starting a project to see what how their gauge compares to the gauge of the pattern desinger, in order to make necessary adjustments to create a finished object that is going to be close in size to the designer's finished object. This is critical if you're knitting something like a sweater. With fitted garments, knitters often wash and dry their swatches before they start actually knitting.

Me, I'm still not knitting swatches. Stay tuned to see if I do when I finally make a sweater.

However, I am not a complete dummy. And I have learned some things on this knitting journey. For example, I am a loose knitter. Ahem. My knitting is loose. So, after reading through the notes of the dozens of folks who have knit this pattern and posted about it on Ravelry, I decided to go down a couple of needle sizes to accommodate for this fact.

I didn't trust myself and knit more loosely than usual. I got to the end of the shawl and began the "laddering" step. This is the crux of the pattern. You drop every third stitch and the dropped stitch goes through the entire length of the shawl, opening up a column (which looks like a ladder). because you made yarnovers (extra stitches) every third stitch after casting on, the columns themselves don't unravel. It's clever.

Because I've never knit anything using this technique, and I didn't make a swatch, it was incredibly hard for me to visualize/understand what was going to happen. When I finally started the laddering, the opening columns were...ginormous.

So, I unraveled the whole thing and started over. (Not as terrible as it might sound. This is a really quick and easy knit. Also, I am a process knitter and learn by doing...and re-doing.) I decided to stay with the US size 8 needles, but knit as I would typically, which is comparatively loose, but not as loose as I was purposely knitting the first time. I also decided to cast on 10 additional stitches to make the shawl wider, and to use all 4 skeins. I wanted a shawl I could really wrap around myself.

Knitting it the second time, I noticed the knit was looking and feeling looser than I thought it would. (I just checked the suggested needle size for the yarn and it's 4.5mm-5mm. The US size 8s are 5mm.) I was also aware that I didn't love the color of the knitting that was unfolding. I liked it, just wasn't feeling the spark, if you will.

Late last night, as I was cracking up to Harold and Kumar 2 (my awesome background entertainment), I got to the laddering and began that step anew. I immediately became frustrated because the columns that were opening up were much bigger than I thought they were going to be. Dealing with this kind of disappointment is paralleled in "real" life all the time. You think something is going to go a certain way and when it doesn't, you get upset. Our minds can get ahead of themselves sometimes and we alight on a future that defines our present (and our mood and behavior when the present and future do not match up) rather than staying grounded in the present, always.

I spent some time viciously attacking the columns and getting frustrated that I couldn't open them up fast enough. I was snowballing. Why did I think the laddering was supposed to be going faster than it was? Why was I so pissed that the columns were bigger than I thought they were going to be? Why was it important to me that the ladders look a certain way? Why was I attacking this beautiful and wonderful yarn all of a sudden? Crazy.

So, I put it down. Tucked it into the knitting bag and walked away. I was ready to walk away completely at that point and thought I might unravel the whole thing, rewind the yarn into a ball and put the yarn away.

Interestingly, I had insomnia last night.

This morning, I decided to finish laddering the shawl. I made it an exercise in meditation. When I felt myself starting to speed up or begin to handle the yarn too roughly, I slowed down and gentled myself. I took the time that was needed to undo each stitch, over and over and over as I worked through each column. I let go of my judgement of the size of the spaces forming between the "rungs". I let go of my judgement of the color of the yarn. I simply enjoyed the process and, literally, let go of stitch after stitch.

Then, I was done. It actually caught me by surprise. Done. I held the shawl up and out and thought it looked really nice. Not ugly, as I thought it did last night. I wrapped it aroud myself eagerly and it felt good. Warm, cozy, with a touch of cush. That's why I ended up taking so many pics. I couldn't get over how good it looked and felt.

There's still some learning ahead (isn't there always?) I will be blocking this which is going to make it longer and wider. It will be a completely different wrap, I think. But, it will always have knitted into it, my memory of the gifts I received while working on it.






You don't know till you know. Like, if I ever knit this again, I am going to go down another needle size or two. (Tha pattern calls for using US size 10s!)

Why the space

Comcast accidentally shut off our phone/internet when shutting off the lines upstairs. (Our upstairs neighbors will be moving after they return from their 5 week honeymoon which they are presently enjoying.) So, we were without landline and the internets for 48 hours.

First 24 I was glad for the "quiet". Second 24 I missed it. It came back last night and I was overloaded (141 items in my Google Reader...food for thought right there). This morning, the Elder meditation is resonating: "...remember to always get quiet first."

I have a backlog of photos and minutiae to get to...all in good time.

Insomnia last night/this morning for the first time in awhile. Fell asleep sometime after 3am and woken by the racket of a leaf blower at 8.

Me and the sibs in the fall of 1972 I'm guessing by Takai's size and ability to stay upright...but maybe it's 1971... I loved these dresses that my mom made. When I outgrew the dress she made it into a skirt for me to give it new life.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Right now

The magical glowing book.

Please don't take my picture...

Just back from the Y.

A face flushed pink from kombucha doing its thing. My current favorite t-shirt...iKnit :-)

Clue






A moment

How many blog posts have I titled "a moment"?

I was going to write about how crappy I feel. I got enough sleep (though went to bed later and woke up later than what my body needed...this I know). But, my limbs are lethargic. Some muscles are sore. My soul being doesn't feel comfortable in the physical.

The kids have been snuggled in the sleeping bag on the couch reading Gem's new Indiana Jones books for I don't know how long. I went to take a picture and noticed out of the corner of my eye an arresting quality to the light hitting the carpet and my bare feet.

This is one of two photos I shot. It's another cloudy day. Phu posted on FB yesterday that the last 17 of 21 days in the northeast have been sun-less. We can make that 18 out of 22 today. Of course, the sun being the fireball that it is, there is still light. It's filtered...muted...but not without beauty.

I uploaded the picture and felt my mood shift. This image calms me. It reminds me that I am loved and cared for. That even when Cap is asleep the signs of his presence are around me...I only have to See.

Nature, in this case, the Light from the Sun as cast through Clouds, is ever present to help open the Heart.

Monday, June 22, 2009

New book

(Thanks Cameron, Julie and Mike :-)

Movement

Took a walk around the block this morning and enjoyed the cloudy, humid, cool.

Had a "moment" when I walked into the kitchen to eat breakfast and was gripped by the feeling that I had to have eggs. The trickiest part of changing my eating habits is the powerful whim of these strong urges. When is an urge an urge and not a desire in disguise?

I try not to think about it too much, and certainly, to not get down on myself about it. That serves no one. Today, I called Wendy. She told me what I already knew. Eggs are a good source of protein, they don't affect me like dairy, and they won't require as much as energy to digest as meat would. Just eat the eggs if that is what's being called for. Even if it was my first meal since I declared I was going vegan for awhile :-)

As luck would have it, there were no eggs in the house. It was very interesting how my mind shifted immediately away from my "need". Suddenly it was no longer crucial to have eggs. Does it simply come down to ages old feelings of deprivation rearing up to lay claim on the freedom I now have to eat whatever my heart desires and my body has access to?

(Which of course then begs the question...am I really "free"?)

I happily spread some scape pesto onto toast and ate that with half a navel orange and some Cold Prevention tea with agave. Yum.

Gem and I went out on a rare trip to our local Barnes and Noble. He received a B&N gift card for his birthday and wanted to spend it. I had a confusing interaction with the store manager who first told me I needed some letter to apply for an Educator's discount card. When I countered with the equivalent of "oh, really?", he explained that each store does what it wants and his store follows "the policy" of asking for the letter. And then, with no prompting from anyone or anything visible to my eye or sensed by my pretty strong intuition, proceeded to lead me to the front of the store and issued me a card! Serious "huh?" moment.

Gem very happily picked up two Indiana Jones books (thanks Julie :-) and I picked up a Josh Ritter cd that is currently only available at B&N and Newbury Comics (not even BCCLS has it...I know! ), some thank you cards which I will wring out of my son come hell or high water, and a deluxe edition of Clue.

(This is a game we've wanted for about a year. But, me and my persnickety self have been reluctant to buy the current "regular" version because the of the images used on the cards, board and box. But, I've been too cheap to shell out the dough for the deluxe version of the game with the "classic" images. My mom gave us some money for the kids in honor of Gem's birthday so I used some of it to finally pick it up today.)

So chatty today... I'm feeling movement, and it feels good. Off to feed/eat lunch, meal plan, and hoping to get some qi gong in before Lukas and Owen come over to play.

And speaking of movement. I am loving the wind these days. More often than not they are accompanying storms which have caused some damage at our CSA farm, but I really do love me these tree-rocking winds.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Summer Solstice at the Pond



The skies cleared for our Summer Solstice walk around the pond. We shared golden food and drink (corn bread, orange juice, pineapple). We saw young geese, but no Broken Wing. Kizuna deepened, the beginning of Summer celebrated.

New season, new leaf


As I sip my Thai iced tea and make Father's Day scallops, it hits me. Now is the time. The turn of the season, this point of most abundant light. I gather energy from the Source and begin anew.

Goin' vegan tomorrow. And aiming for earlier bedtimes. Adjusting my system to resting more fully at night and living more energy during the day. Focusing on practicing qi gong daily. And getting outside for walks.

What a Spring it has been. I am ready for Summer.

Garlic scape pesto

8 garlic scape chopped
handful of pine nuts
some shakes of sea salt
olive oil (to your choice of consistency and some to drizzle on top to keep it green)

Excellent with eggs, pasta, toast, veggies, etc.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Jiji visits NJ




A rousing game of Yahtzee (is there any other way to play?) followed by lunch out at Legal Seafood with Ellie and Lisa.