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when you are inspired…


star daisy, originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl.

β€œWhen you are inspired by some great purpose, some extraordinary project, all your thoughts break their bonds: Your mind transcends limitations, your consciousness expands in every direction, and you find yourself in a new, great, and wonderful world. Dormant forces, faculties and talents become alive, and your discover yourself to be a greater person by far than you ever dreamed yourself to be.”
~Patanjali

What is the great purpose and extraordinary project that is inspiring you today? Me, I am inspired by the beauties (like the one above) in my garden.

More pictures from my garden.

kid magic

S brought a gingerbread house to our party and let all of the kids line up and dig in–eating the house piece by piece (the pic above shows the kids queued up here to take turns). By the end of the party, it looked like this.

[Note: pics by John]

this morning we realized that he’s almost as tall as me

I couldn’t be more proud! πŸ™‚

Although GameBoy says he has no clue how he’ll play his cello well while wearing such a heavy suit (typically he wears a t-shirt and shorts), I expect he’ll do just fine in his big concert debut!

For the love of you…

Cross-posted on The Exponent.
mon cheri

I really needed this poem today. So for the love of you, I share it here, along with a few recent garden pictures. πŸ™‚

For the love of a tree, she went out on a limb.
For the love of the sea, she rocked the boat
For the love of the earth, she dug deeper.
For the love of community, she mended fences.
For the love of the stars, she let her light shine.
For the love of spirit, she nurtured her soul.
For the love of a good time, she sowed seeds of happiness.
For the love of the Goddess, she drew down the moon.
For the love of a good meal, she gave thanks.
For the love of family, she reconciled differences.
For the love of creativity, she entertained new possibilities.
For the love of her enemies, she suspended judgment.
For the love of herself, she acknowledged her worth.
And the world was richer for her…..

~ Charlotte Tall Mountain

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<p><span style=Photos: Top photo is a close-up pic of a deep pink and red rose. Bottom pic is a closeup of an orange and black butterfly with wings spread, sitting on a helitrope bush with bright green leaves and purple flowers.

open to growth


soft and pretty, originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl.

“I do not think that I will ever reach a stage when I will say, ‘This is what I believe. Finished.’ What I believe is alive … and open to growth.”
~Madeleine L’Engle

the “look”


chives!, originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl.

Because I look like a really nice, submissive, middle-class suburban wife/Mom (not to mention the visual baggage that comes with my disability), I think I’m stereotyped a lot. People seem to put me into a class of rather gentle submissive wives. Most of the time this doesn’t bother me much–and I do think if I had a tat or obvious body piercings it might result in a slight loss of credibility when I found myself at a PTA Meeting or when I drove the morning carpool (not that that’s really important, but…). There’s definitely something to be said for looking innocuous.

However, what gets me frustrated occasionally, is when people suggest that I became disenchanted with Mormonism only because of John–that before that I was a totally satisfied Patti Perfect type of LDS member (because I just “looked” like I was). That line of thinking annoys me for two reasons: 1) That folks would think I would simply “follow” John out of the church without full awareness of the consequences; and 2) That my choosing to distance myself from the church wasn’t a decision that I made for my own reasons. I guess the third reason that it annoys me is that John was actually attending church fairly regularly until I told him that I wanted to stop. If anything, my departure is what precipitated his, and not vice versa (I know, I know, I’m just far too nice to be a true apostate, unlike John, who knows just when to use the f-word)…

Those people who know me well have a good sense of how liberal my politics and my spiritual practices have been for the past decade (or more). Sure I know what to say and when to say it (meaning that I don’t go talking radical feminism and magical realism in LDS Meetings), but I continue to resent the way my “look” is somehow more indicative of “the real me” than my beliefs or my intent.

I’ve tried to look more edgy and radical, but that’s just not my style. It’s far simpler to dress casually, to wear comfy shoes, to have a no-fuss hairstyle. I know I look every bit the conservative-leaning soccer Mom, and I’m just not sure that that’s going to change anytime soon.

Photo is a close-up of some chive flowers from my garden (with morning dew clinging to each blossom). Their loveliness belies their inner spiciness. πŸ™‚

teh awesome


fuzzy peach, originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl.

fresh peaches + tapioca pudding = teh awesome
(just in case you didn’t already know that)

Photo shows my peach tree at night. I love sitting in the garden as the sun sets and darkness spreads across the garden. Typically I am alone there in the gloaming, wholly absorbed in deep thought.

the daily catch

This was my garden basket this morning. See those awesome heirloom beans? They were so good (just finished dinner a few minutes ago). Had sauce with the Roma tomatoes that you can just barely spy underneath the beans.

What did you pick from your garden today?

Yatta!


Yatta!, originally uploaded by mind on fire.

We took the kids to the beach tonite. For one last sandy picnic before school begins.

I was feeling a bit chilled and weary, so I let the kids do all of the exploring and getting wet while I enjoyed the serenity of the waves from my chair…

Thanks for your good wishes for our anniversary, which we celebrated last night. We spent a quiet evening at home enjoying some garden pizza and John’s fabulous almond blancmange with basil coulis. The two of us then watched “Across the Universe” all snuggled up in bed together–singing along with the songs.

Picture above taken by John just before a big wave came up behind the kids and soaked their backsides. Aren’t they adorable! πŸ™‚