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Birthing 2010

Friday, January 1st, 2010

Here we are with a brand new baby new year and an even newer infant decade.   I have this sense that it’s going to be a good, good year (like the Blackeyed Peas song….”Tonight’s gonna be a good, good night. “   These are the days to celebrate a new beginning and get down to business with our hopes and dreams.   If you haven’t laid to rest 2009 then time to do that and let go of anything that will hold you back.   Say goodbye now.   Remember 10 years ago we were all freaked out by what might happen in the new millennium and Y2K? We didn’t know and so imagined the worst…seems so silly now as we look back.  I think it goes with that bit of advice when you get upset by something to ask yourself what will I think of this issue in 5 years?  Will it be a big deal then?

My intentions for 2010:

1.  Write more and regularly.    It’s the year when I intend to write more simply, more abundantly, and for publications.  It is edgy because I’ve been writing in the past years to process how my life has taken zig zags.   And now I’m going to share more of myself with the world.   And even though there are times when I feel like no one will want to read what I have to say, I’m going to boldly plunge on and write.  And that means this blog as well.

2.  Enjoy what I’ve created.   My travels will take me to exotic places like Okinawa and Alaska.  Places that are totally foreign to me and places that I used to know.  (Alaska.. a place where I spent 5 years in my twenties.)  So it will be a blend of old and new.

3.  Deepen my relationship.  My husband and I will yet again challenge ourselves to find the connection even though we’ll be physically apart.  Look for our blog to restart again in March of 2010.

4.  Make a contribution.  Give away a lot of what I know, whatever that is.  Expand and grow while I’m doing it.  This means figuring out the best way to guide busy women to be more powerful in their own lives.  This means finding the best way to link up women with each other on a global level and seeing how we women can make a difference as we empower ourselves as well as other women.   This is the high dream, people.   Any ideas are welcome.

5. Enjoy and learn from the military experience.  Since I will work on military bases and since my sons will serve their country and be in dangerous places, I want to trust that I can know that they will be safe.  I want to be able to let go of fear and control again and again.

What are your intentions for 2010?   How will you boil it down to a few good things for your life?  What will you do with this one precious life?

Christmas in the tropics

Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009

I remember when my children were wee boys and we lived in Vanuatu, a tropical island in the South Pacific.    It was the strangest experience to be singing Christmas carols and wiping the sweat off our foreheads at the same time.  Since Vanuatu is south of the equator by quite a bit, Christmas happens in summer, a very novel  and incongruent experience to those of us raised in North America.   I was struck with the contrast of the holidays and how weather affects the whole thing.   Not only the opposite season but it seems we had to make up what Christmas would be like:  the ornaments, the tree, the presents in this tropical paradise.    The ornaments for the tree had to be made from scratch.    I was challenged to use my imagination to know what to do.   And so we ended up with red and green food-colored macaroni glued to candy canes cut out from cardboard boxes.    I smile to myself as I reflect back on how long ago and how not so long ago my son and I were decorating that first tropical tree together.

Twenty two years later, a few days before Christmas,  I now am writing with my son.  In 1986 he was 3 years old.   Back then we were dancing before dinner and now we are writing before breakfast.    Neither of us can be bothered to drag out our tree from storage with boxed up Christmas ornaments.  Andrew goes to CVS and buys a small artificial tree with tiny lights and balls.   It does the job and we are now officially with a tree.

Christmas with grown children at home can be a time of deep reflection and knowing each other on a different level.  There is friendship now instead of parenting.  There is joy and mutual admiration.  We both write in our own style and reflect on the past and the future.  How interesting the process is to me that we negotiate the stages of life….from parent to friend, fellow writer, companion.   And yet I’m still the Mom.  Weird.