Posts Tagged ‘love’

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Emerging Beauty: Find beauty in your world. It’s there.

March 19, 2020

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Last fall, my daughter, Ellie, taught English in Colombia. As an 80’s girl, my vision of Colombia was one of cocaine, violence, and death, so her going made me nervous. But when she called from Medellin to tell me the city was full of art and beauty, I tripped over my disparaging prejudice. The city, which had been ravaged during the 80’s drug war, has become a place of emerging beauty.

Emerging Beauty.

Out of chaos, tragedy, and pain; beauty, love, and creativity transpire just as sure as a flower rising from the dirt. The Coronavirus has spun the world into uncharted, frightening territory. It is surreal, and yet, far too real. As we face the unknown, I’m transforming this blog into a place of discovery, hoping beauty will emerge.

Lately, my social media feed has exploded with frightening statistics and harrowing tales. But beauty has surfaced with good people offering good things. My intention is to cultivate and provide resources, so people can find sparks of positivity and pass it forward.

Day 1:

Today’s beauty is a simple quote by a 13-year-old girl who was ‘quarantined’ for two years.

“I don’t think of all the misery but of the beauty that still remains.”

– Anne Frank 

Stay well. Find emerging beauty.

Carrie

If you have links or ideas to share, please add them in the comments below.

Photo from: https://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/gallery/2017/nov/21/street-art-in-medellin-colombia-in-pictures

 

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An Ode to my Kids, and Perhaps to Yours

August 10, 2016

 

Saying goodbye is hard to do. No matter how much you prepare yourself—no one can truly anticipate being so damn sad. Grief flows its own river.

Like many, I’ve had significant loss—in addition to my grandparents; death took my two aunts, my dad, two brothers, and a number of pets. I know how grief works. It grabs you, swallows you, spits you out and repeats until you crash and begin to finally begin again.

This time, my loss is not so permanent; thus not so powerful. That said, good-byes are painful, and change is scary. My oldest child leaves for the University of Colorado this month, altering our family life forever. Ellie will be back, probably with a load of dirty laundry and a need for home cookin’, but she’s gone. Her place at the table will be vacant, her bed empty, and her siblings lonely (okay, maybe not all the time). The happy news? She’s embarking on a grand adventure, starring herself. It won’t be long before my other two leave, too. I’m beyond proud of the people they’ve become, and yet, still sad.

To help me process and understand the tremendous change, I’ve written an ode to my kids; things I hope I’ve taught them. I’m sure I’ve messed up, forgotten things, and have probably failed in some capacity. But that’s parenting. At least I made a list, outlining 25 things I want them to know. Who knows if they’ll heed the advice or grasp the full meaning, I can hope.

  1. I wish you a life of love and know that you are always loved by me
  2. Find good company
  3. Laugh often
  4. Eat lots of fresh vegetables and don’t drink too much alcohol
  5. Call me when you are hurting or happy- I’ll be there
  6. Remember to breathe deeply and that it is enough
  7. Brush your teeth
  8. Be honest- with yourself and with others
  9. Know that life isn’t fair, but it is what you make it
  10. Eat breakfast (more than a Starbucks’ latte, please)
  11. Work hard
  12. Pay your debts (better yet, don’t have any)
  13. Don’t post inappropriate pictures online
  14. Take good risks (don’t jump out a window, but do try a new activity/class)
  15. Read for fun
  16. Know that it is okay to let go
  17. Don’t hold onto anger, guilt, or resentment
  18. See a doctor, an acupuncturist, or a good healer when you are sick
  19. Take your vitamins
  20. Don’t leave a friend alone at a party
  21. Don’t stay alone at a party
  22. Trust your intuition
  23. Be kind
  24. Meet many diverse people
  25. Know this: I am forever grateful for the time we’ve lived together, arguments and all