Sunday recap: butte, goodbye twins, banana french toast, the show, upcoming blogging events

Sunday recap: Walked the butte for the last time this summer with the twins, made french toast with leftover and slightly undercooked “banana bread,” made sure the twins were packed and ready to go and said goodbye to them for the summer {boo!}, read a couple of sci-fi short stories, and worked on the show for 4 hours or so {laptop, back porch, with cats} during which the sky clouded over and grumbled quite a bit, but never lost its temper and started crashing things around.

(I also spent a few hours Saturday and Sunday at the station working on the show with my co-host, who is going out-of-town. I’m trying to get ahead because I need to finish the show up on my own and it’s due in a week—I think I’m in good shape, though, especially since I have time booked at the station tomorrow night.)

I’ve been thinking about what’s coming up this fall blogging-wise: Vegan MoFo (Word is, it will be October, but I don’t see an update on the website yet), NaNoWriMo, Reverb. Wondering if I’ll have time to do both NaNoWriMo and the radio show? NaNoWriMo (plus blogging every day, kick-started by NaBloPoMo) was really cathartic last year, especially since we lost Deimos that month, so I hope to do it again.

I’m going to attempt early bedtimes this week, since work is going to be just as bad this week as last, with early morning meetings, long days, and high expectations. So, good night.

At the core

#reverb10

reflect on this year and manifest what’s next

Core Story. What central story is at the core of you, and how do you share it with the world? (Bonus: Consider your reflections from this month. Look through them to discover a thread you may not have noticed until today.)

I’m a little self-reflected out. Good thing it’s the last day of reverb10. Happy New Year (thank the gods).

Reverb Recap:

• Gimme time
• Re-reverb: loss, ad naseum
• Oh, to be a morning person, bounding out of bed, smile plastered ear to ear
• Happy happy joy joy
• Unforgettable vegan soul food
• Stealing my soul
• Okely dokely
• Emem Neophytos Ameretat Korbinian Sissinnguaq
• Travel; a lifetime ago
• Dear current-past self, love future-current self
• Beyond avoidance
• Rip off the band-aid, fast
• Next year
• Still, hope?
• Friendly perspective
• 5 minutes
• Sticktoitiveness
• In the works
• Cohesive me
• 11 things
• No decision at all
• What party?
• What’s the diff?
• Discovering community
• Make me
• Letting it go
• I Wendy- I Wanda- I wonder…
• One alive moment
• My short list
• Resilience, Yes

Gimme Time

#reverb10

reflect on this year and manifest what’s next

Gift. This month, gifts and gift-giving can seem inescapable. What’s the most memorable gift, tangible or emotional, you received this year?

One thing I’ve had in abundance in 2010 is time. Time isn’t a gift that I chose, but one for which I am grateful. Since I’m not running the kids back and forth to the valley every other weekend like we did for 6 or so years (3 hours there, 3 hours back), they aren’t here to spend time with, and my husband prefers to spend a lot of time alone, I’ve been left to my own devices for the last year. As first I didn’t know what to do with myself. But soon, I realized how lucky I was to have breathing room again. This “extra” time has allowed me to run VegNet and related activities, start the radio show, make fitness a priority, do yoga, go mountain biking, have lunch or tea with friends, run leisurely errands, do major house maintenance, hang out with my Dad when he’s not doing the snow-bird thing, hang out with my animal friends, write, blog, read, and just be. Having had a taste of parenthood, I realize how precious this time is. Real parents don’t get breaks like this. Real parents don’t have time for themselves. I’m fortunate to have been given time. A bittersweet gift.

Re-reverb: loss, ad naseum

#reverb10
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Defining Moment. Describe a defining moment or series of events that has affected your life this year.

I’ve been putting off answering this prompt all day. Haven’t I already responded to this question multiple times in slightly different ways all month?

It occurs to me that I’ve been rehashing loss ad naseum over the last two months; a series of losses that has defined 2010 for me. Losing Connecticut, Big Kitty, and Deimos has taught me I can’t deny death, and that I’m not really in control. That life can be snatched away on a whim, no matter how much love or time you have invested. You would think I would have already learned this. From the death of my mom, 20+ years ago. From the death of significant relationships. From losing my step-kids. From the death of several cat friends, nearly 10 years ago. 2010 has ripped one big aching hole in my heart with a jagged rusty knife. The good in this: Is there good in this?

I’d like to think there is. I’d like to think that it has made me stronger, has made me more resilient. I’d like to think that feeling this way opens me up to others who are feeling the same way. I remember after my mom died: I was 20 years old, walking around in amazement, suddenly acutely aware that there were others whose worlds had just been completely upended. It was beautiful, in a way. Every moment titrated down to a drop of concentrated feeling. Ordinarily, we travel through our days, eyes clouded by cataracts, blinding us to the bright pain of our friends, neighbors, coworkers, animals. Grief neatly excises the cloudiness. Sure, we’re momentarily blinded by shock, but soon we begin to stagger around, arms outstretched, and as we’re recovering, eyes adjusting, we begin to see that we’re not alone, far from it. So there it is. If grief makes me more empathetic to my fellow humans, and to my fellow non-human animals, then that’s something, if only until I forget, again.

Oh, to be a morning person, bounding out of bed, smile plastered ear to ear

#reverb10
reflect on this year and manifest what’s next

Achieve. What’s the thing you most want to achieve next year? How do you imagine you’ll feel when you get it? Free? Happy? Complete? Blissful? Write that feeling down. Then, brainstorm 10 things you can do, or 10 new thoughts you can think, in order to experience that feeling today.

This prompt is a hard one. There are many small things that I want, and no one thing sticks out the most. Two things did pop into my mind though; one is a secret, one I can share.

Regarding the secret achievement: I’m already working on it, and it will continue to take patience and a bit of luck. I would feel relieved on a number of levels, challenged, valued, respected, hopeful, and would be able to let go of pent-up guilt and resentment.

The second one would be to continue writing, get disciplined about it, and complete a story or two. Finally I would feel at home in my own skin, doing what I’ve always been meant to do. I would feel renewed, hopeful, and engaged.

10 11 things I can do or think to create these feelings sooner rather than later:

1. Make writing a priority (from cathartic memoir angst to creative storytelling)
2. To make writing a priority, do it first
3. In order to do it first, get up earlier (oh, to be a morning person, bounding out of bed, smile plastered ear to ear)
4. In order to get up earlier, go to bed earlier (farewell, night owl?)
5. Make challenging myself a priority
6. To make challenging myself a priority, schedule time for it
7. In order to schedule time for personal and career challenges, cut out the non-essentials
8. In order to cut out the non-essentials, decide what is essential
9. Take care of my mental and physical health—start yoga again, keeping eating well, keep working out
10. Structure each day to emphasize life and eliminate guilt
11. Create daily opportunities for laughter and unexpected craziness