Observing patience and persistence in the natural world helps me to deal with poor health and endless paperwork.
As a beginning birder, the expertise of the Cornell Lab of Ornithology birders teaching me wasn't nearly as important as their patience.
January is here and I am baffled. Where is the excitement I usually feel? I like to spend January getting excited about what's next. I had planned on returning to my novel. Thanks to NaNoWriMo, I had developed a strong daily writing habit. My re-write of Rapunzel was going to rocket forward. Then my husband... Continue Reading →
Not long ago, I asked a friend if she was interested in writing a book. I was gearing up for NaNoWriMo and hoping she might join in the fun. She loves to read, she's articulate and smart, and I was pretty sure she would be interested in writing. I asked her if she had ever done... Continue Reading →
There are two kinds of change: the change we resist, and the change we long for. When it comes to the changes I am eager for (losing weight, finishing a quilt that's taken me months of work, re-organizing my studio), I want instant results. I want to be done yesterday. Instant changes are rare. Even... Continue Reading →
My creative process is a cycle, which means I go through the same stages over and over and over and over again. You'd think I'd get used to each stage and know exactly what was coming, what to expect, and how to handle it. But that never seems to happen. Instead, I get bogged down,... Continue Reading →
Over the holiday weekend, we put in as many hours as we could manage weeding, starting early and working until we couldn't take the heat any more. I was determined to be more persistent than the weeds, to pull until they were gone. But there was one big thistle that wouldn't budge. Instead of getting... Continue Reading →
In case you are wondering, I'm still sick. It's day 16 of this virus and I am ready to be well again. While I've been gradually getting better, last night my throat pain flared back up and I was afraid I was headed for a major relapse. This morning I am tired, but not in... Continue Reading →
I've been sick for a week now and am getting better oh-so-slowly. It's an opportunity to work on being patient with myself and my body, but lessons in patience are my least favorite kind. This lesson has included changing my expectations in big ways, from skipping a chance to see Chihuly Nights at the Denver Botanical... Continue Reading →