10 September, 2005

Luxuries, Question of the Day, Sunday Sunday

I have decided that the greatest luxuries on this increasingly crowded, fast-paced world are space and time.

Both are (globally) limited no matter how much money you have, no matter what your station in life, no matter what your job or family or college degrees - we all get one earth and 24 hours in a day. So having enough room to feel free and enough time to enjoy life are the greatest, most priceless luxuries there are. Keep your designer labels, your Tiffany lamps and your gourmet kitchens (well, I'd take a gourmet kitchen!) but give me room to be alone when I need to and time to do what I want, and I think I can make the rest work.

Question of the Day
What must it be like not to worry about every penny?

That, to me, would be a luxury too. It has never been that way for me and I can't even imagine it. I can't imagine being able to do soemthing or buy something without checking the bank balance and what autodrafts between now and the next pay day. I have been reading a book called ""Excuse Me, My Life is Waiting" and it says you get what you expect, and what you fear, if that is what you think about most. So far this has proven to be true. So I am trying to think in a different way about money and food, especially, and try to not send the Universe signals that will being back to me more of the same of what I already have that I don't want.

I know, pretty new agey, but who knows - could make a difference! I know that negative begets negative, so maybe the opposite is true too!

Sunday Sunday

Big day tomorrow - Congregational meeting after worship to elect new elders (that's me). I am very excited about the possibilities and the responsibilities that being an elder will entail. I am humbled by the thought of serving communion. I am thrilled at the thought of leading the church and helping create a faith community that is a servant community, that leads by example, that opens its arms to the community around it and that approaches modern life through the lens of faith. I am honored to be working with and learning from Dr. Carl. He is wonderful...very inspirational and very willing to take a back seat to allow someone else to work on something (like the CDC board strategic plan - he knows how to do a strategic plan, but he let me lead it so I would know that I could.)

I think the thing I like best is that in the Presbyterian Church, or at least in mine, half of the elders are women. Women's voices are respected and requested and expected in our church, and that, to me, is a wonderful affirmation of my rights and responsibilities as a woman in the body of the church. Maybe I could never have been a minister, maybe I would not have been a disciple, but I can still, and should still, serve.

So anyway, the beginning of a new phase of my ever-evolving, always bizarre, very progressive faith journey begins.

Then we are going over to Carolyn's for lunch - she has lived in her new place since March and I have not been there yet (bad friend! BAD FRIEND!) Then I am working on my projects for the weekend - and I may actually finish my whole list!

Hope everyone has a great weekend and that your Sunday is restful, meaningful, and finds you open to receiving the little luxuries God gives us all.


09 September, 2005

Haiku Friday

Hurricane damage
More than we could imagine
Bayou culture drowned

Bush at it again
John Roberts - Chief Justice - NO!
My female heart breaks

I found a new show
Reunion on Fox - AWESOME!
Can't wait till Thursday

Mama Bush said it
"Working very well for them"
Scared "they" want to stay

This weekend we paint
Yellow in the girls' bathroom
Bright, sunny yellow

Question of the day
Where do you like to sleep best?
Molly says the couch

Meghan is a nut
Meggie, leave your shirt on please!
You're not a redneck!

Leadership Rowan
We're done with Scavenger Hunt
Except one answer

Projects for weekend
My projects different from his
Clean off, clear out, ugh!

Clutter everywhere
Why do we have so much stuff?
Might need it someday.

Happy Friday, friends
Love, laugh, live, and hug yourself
Monday comes too soon


08 September, 2005

Kissed by Autumn, Question of the Day, Evacuee or Refugee?

Kissed by Autumn
The past 3 days or so have been kissed by autumn - clear and a bit chilly in the mornings, sunny and warmer in the afternoons - it has been WONDERFUL!

I love this time of year. A few years ago I went to Boston in October to see my brother, mostly because I was craving the sight of the blue, blue sky that fall offers. You can see it best, I think, in New England. So I went, and man, did New England deliver! It was incredible! I will always, I think, want to visit places in the fall. The trees blazing, the air clear, the outline of everything crisp and definite. None of the haze of summer, the snow and fog of winter or the uncertainty of spring. No, not for me. Bring on the leaves changing, apples being in season, days getting shorter, nights getting longer and cooler, sweaters, stews and casseroles, Thanksgiving...oh, I just love it. It feels, to me, like coming alive again after hibernating in my cool, dark house for most of Spring and the whole of Summer. Yard work, projects, painting, writing, cooking, exercising, small-town festivals, time with friends.

Oh I am such a freak!

Question of the Day
What is your favorite sound?

Children laughing, handbells, a quiet phone, the girls chattering, Carl Castle's voice, disco music, George Michael's voice...the silence that descends after everyone else is asleep.

Evacuee or Refugee?
There is a growing debate over whether the folks forced from their homes due to Katrina are evacuees or refugees. I am going with evacuee. Refugee conjures up images of fleeing borders, political persecution, life or death, escaping a government that is trying to kill you, seeking asylum in another country.

See, if it wasn't for that "in another country" thing, refugee might be more appropriate after all.

Sorry, had to slide that in there!

Haiku Friday tomorrow, boys and girls.


07 September, 2005

Wacky Workday Wednesday, Freak of the Week, My Hero

Wacky Workday Wednesday
First of all, I can't believe it is already Wednesday. Or that I forgot WWW. So here goes:

Jeff and I were planning the HUGE event for the old employer and we had gone downtown to the venue to meet with them and negotiate all the freebies we could get. There was a new person at that company that year, and we did not know what to expect. But this was a HUGE company and we had enjoyed several years of very generous support from the old person, but now, well, who knew.

So we get there, a little early, and we ask the people at the desk to call the girl and tell her we were there, and we stood around for a few minutes and waited for her.

She came down the escalator, business suit, heels and hose, the twenty-something long hair, not yet cut for the corporate image but very business-like nonetheless. She must have figured out who we were (well, you know, since we were wearing our 'I work in non-profit' signs and ringing our bells) and we all introduced ourselves. I can't speak for Jeff but I was a little intimidated. We all knew who held the power. Then, shockingly, she said, "Why don't we go over here and pop a squat."

Do what?

And I am pretty sure that happened on a Wednesday.

Freak of the Week
I can't believe I was remiss in FOTW too! What is happening to me?

This week's nominees are:
1. Barbara Bush (the old one) - seriously, click on this link, if you have not already heard, YOU WILL BE SHOCKED
2. Michael Jackson - good lord. What makes him think we care? But if he raises the bucks, more power to him.
3. George W. Bush - for Roberts, for the federal response, for his mom, for so many other things.

You decide who you think the winner should be. I'm ticked at all of them!

My Hero
My new hero is this little boy. God bless him.

He is 6 years old. They found him on the highway carrying a 5 month old baby and being followed by 5 toddlers. He was their leader and their hope. He kept them together and alive, God only knows how.

This child is destined for greatness and in the face of something I can no longer try to imagine, he gave us hope, he gave us a story to remember, and he delivered 6 more little ones from the wrath of the storm and the aftermath.

I just have no words to express what I feel for him. My little hero - what a story!


A Corner Turned, Question of the Day, Hitched!

A Corner Turned
Looks like things are finally turning around for the Gulf Coast. Marginally. Millions have still lost their homes and jobs and family members, but at least there has been some hope restored.

I think I had such a hard time with the whole situation because I wondered if it had been us, would we have been able to get out? I kept picturing the worst case scenario - no money, no gas, 2 kids and a dog and no way to get to nowhere.

But I had to stop thinking that way - after I burst into tears driving home the other day, picturing us up to our necks in water in a fetid attic somewhere, trying to stay afloat, getting tired, so tired, and I just had to stop.

Instead I went back to the day the evacuation was announced and I realized that we had enough money and gas to get out. We could have driven to my parents or his or wherever. We would have been fine. And once I got there, once I figured out a way out for us, I was OK. I know it is ridiculous, but I just could not stop thinking about it.

But now the focus is on the evacuees - there are so many ways to help, so many things that need to be done. What is the greatest need? Where can I use my gifts to the greatest good? What does God want me to do? I am thinking about work teams, going down to help people with HIV get the care and support they need, adopting some of the animals left behind, something.

I think it is hilarious, and sad, that all the agencies coordinating relief are asking that people NOT bring used clothes. Don't know why that strikes me - except that I can see all the little old ladies bringing their long-dead husband's suits for the evacuees to fight over...

Question of the Day

Say it ain't so. I just don't like him. I don't trust him. I think he could be trouble for women's rights and all the other liberal leanings I tend to espouse.

What now?

Sheryl Crow and Lance Armstrong are engaged - I am happy for them! Congratulations - they look and seem to be very happy together and well-suited for one another.

Even in the face of disaster and horrible tragedy, celebs know how to divert attention away from the news and towards the gossip. And I, sadly, know just how to follow them.

Good luck, you crazy kids. Can't see Sheryl in a Vera Wang, though. This should be interesting!