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I’ve been off the grid for a while, first because I was on retreat in the North Carolina mountains and then because I was trying to retreat from the virus the twins picked up while I was away.  But I’d rather think about the green spring mountains than green stuffed noses.

desk in the mountains

I set up a little table by my window so I could write while looking out.  I had planned (more…)


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Today, for the first time in a long time, I have the house to myself.  The twins are off with their father, visiting their grandparents and running around their yard, picking daffodils and petting the pink lawn flamingos that are just the right height.  I am at my desk wondering what to do next.  I skipped my morning shower (I can take it this afternoon without being ambushed by an impromptu anatomy lesson), I drank my first pot of tea, I ate gingersnaps for breakfast and a plate of buttery fried potatoes for lunch.  I finished my book review for the upcoming inaugural print issue of Equals.  I read some of Andrew McCarthy’s book The Longest Way Home.

Wild times.

I cooked on one of the front burners and no one reached for the flames.  I got something out of the hall closet and left the door open but (more…)

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Downton Abbey season 3 cast

Downton Abbey Season 3 cast. From downtonline.com

Tonight is the season finale of Downton Abbey.  A lot has happened in this third season, but I’m not going to write about it.  (No spoilers here!)  Instead I’m thinking about how watching Downton Abbey has — subtly — changed my life.


Last year I wrote (in I [heart] Downton Abbey) that

For the first few months of the twins’ first year I felt like I was living in another century.  Not much happened (other than eating and sleeping and diaper-changing).  I didn’t get out much.  I didn’t read much.  I didn’t see many movies (on Netflix) or even watch much TV.  And when I did read or watch something, it felt like I had many days to mull it over while I rocked a baby or jiggled a bouncy seat.  It reminded me of drawing room life — especially for a woman: lots of sitting around and processing the few things that actually happened.


This drawing-room mood was helped by … Downton Abbey.

Now the twins are almost two, and I find it hard to remember what that “drawing-room mood” felt like!  But I do remember, when they were infants, how (more…)

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Last night I went to a class on Celtic spirituality that focused on the seasons.  We were given this infographic to show how the Celtic holidays line up with Christian ones, as well as natural markers of the meteorological seasons.

I love how each season has a suggested attitude to go with it.  Now is a time of Receptivity and Gathering; soon it will be time for Budding and Flowering.  But not yet, not yet.  The last thing I want to do is rush the seasons (they way commerce does, with Easter candies already edging out the Valentine’s displays).

Seasons of the Celtic Year

From the Perpetual Celtic Calendar found here: http://www.matyiart.com/gallery.php.

We were then asked (more…)

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So today is the last day of the Mesoamerican Long Count calendar, the day before the so-called Mayan apocalypse.

A date inscription in the Mayan Long Count.  From Wikipedia.

A date inscription in the Mayan Long Count. (From Wikipedia.)

I’ve always thought that if I had one day left to live it might not be such a bad thing to spend it as if I had all the time in the world.  Sure, I could (more…)

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Since it’s still autumn, it’s OK that I’m still talking about “autumn plans,” right?

I mean, there’s never a final way of living.  You never get it all figured out.  You’re always revising and tinkering.  At least I am …

I’ve been beaten up by this head cold for so long I’m sick of being sick.  I feel a bit better now (even if I can’t quite kick this tickly cough) and I’m desperate to get back into some kind of productive schedule.  The twins dominate most of my day, but if my twinwatch is eight hours long, and I sleep for eight hours, WHAT ABOUT THE OTHER EIGHT??

Even if (more…)

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So I’ve been taking yoga classes.

I’ve taken yoga classes before — for various reasons — but this time it was for pretty much every reason: for fitness, to reduce stress, to build strength, to achieve at least a modicum of flexibility, to grope vaguely at some kind of spiritual practice, to get out of the house and away from my (beloved but marauding) twins.

Here is a picture that hangs on the wall near my mat:

I love the way he (B.K.S. Iyengar) stares straight through the camera and directly at you.  I love his eyebrows.  I love his look, which seems to say (more…)

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