Hello friends, some musing here... if you're not in the mood, well click away.
I struggle so much with this blog, with bringing form and definition here. I've been thinking about it so much lately, almost getting here, wanting to get here, vowing to get here and wondering to myself, what is this blog about, who is it for? I need clarity.
Is it for me to wonder aloud and share my inner musings with you? Is it a place to follow our family life through the year? (That is a bit challenging because my children are getting older and they are not keen on being seen on the blog.) Is it a place to share glimpses of the rhythm of life as it unfolds here, where I live? Is it a place to share elements of my program
Celebrate the Rhythm of Life? Is it a place to share
The Wonder of Childhood?
Is it a place to answer your questions? My e-mail is full of requests for how do I help my child with this or what about that, what do you think? I strive to respond to you all, yet it is becoming overwhelming with the volume of mail I am receiving. I've thought about doing that here, anonymously, of course.
I've thought of dedicating days to certain topics like a Rhythm day or a Wonder day or a Recipe day or a Homeschooling day or an Answer the Question day, yet that feels too formed, I want more space for musing. I want more grown up talk. I am wondering...
So much possibility. So much expansive possibility at this time of year.
I feel like the five pointed star, arms and legs out, impossible to draw in and focus, so much out there, pulling me outwards. You know the look, the feeling of being stretched out...?
Sometimes I see it as a place for sharing some wisdom I have gleaned over the years and then I struggle with narrowing the focus, is it pregnancy, childbirth, midwifery, food, nutrition, parenting, teaching, early childhood, homeschooling, gardening, homemaking, where to focus, what to share? You see as we get old, we have more and more texture to our lives. Is it about growing older? ( I like that)
I've looked around the blog world and mused at the history and connection making with theme posts like Corners of My Home, I love this, to peek into others' homes or The Simple Woman's Daybook, and I love to see how other homeschoolers are doing it too. I love to see your gardens and your cooking and read your musings.
So this is my little effort at this expansive time of year to bring some cohesion to my thoughts and focus here and to my deed, writing with clarity.
At the end of all this whining, what comes to mind is to just "do it!" to show up and write and if I bore you, well perhaps you won't come back next time, and if I write often enough, perhaps you will give me another chance.
This weekend I have been enveloped in color doing lazure painting. It has been so uplifting, not tiring at all.
And right now I am working on a talk on
The Senses of Childhood, what they are and why they are important and this is a lead in to my talk on
Circle or Ring time play with Young Children and the Grade School Child which is a piece of our planning out the year in
Celebrate the Rhythm of Life with Children Program.
I want to bring my camera outdoors and photograph all the blossoms that opened this week at the solstice. What blossom splendor! Morning glory, borage, poppy, my grandmother's day lily, thyme, it's like the whole world just opened up to receive the warmth of the sun this week. That's another blogpost. And now it's raining ~ hard.
I'm wanting to empty the house, room by room, wash it and paint it and then chose with care just what it is I want to live with. This is the longest I have spent in one house in my adult years. We have been here for ten years and I love the intimacy that comes with living in a place year after year, noticing where the sun moves through the year, noticing what grows where, where does the catnip pop off the sprout again next year? where the nettles rise, seemingly carried by the wind.
Over the years I've come to see that this is
the week to scrub down the north facing walls and corners of the house because the sun reaches those places and can really dry them out after a good scrubbing.
Okay, I've let it all out, fitting for Moon day, day of reflection.
I' love to hear from you, why do you blog? How do you bring focus? How do you stay on track with it? What inspires you? Love to hear from you below.
Happy Moon Day!
Somewhere between the wood moving and stacking, there was an aha moment and declaration that a whole row of potatoes was still buried deep in the garden. It didn't take much prodding to head over to the garden to dig them up.
