Wool is Cool: Meet the kids

In the great saga that resulted from the realization, in May of this year, that there was no way I could use up 50 kilograms of raw wool on my own for my own little projects, we are now beginning the hero’s (ahem, the foolish creative person’s) journey. To catch you up, once Musa, theContinue reading “Wool is Cool: Meet the kids”

Thankfulness Week: My Cinderellas

In January of this year, full of hope and enthusiasm, I launched the podcast Sing With Your Feet. In the time leading up to the launch, it was a labor of love, the kind of thing that becomes the only thing you want to talk to anyone about. My friends Jonathan and Eric had patientlyContinue reading “Thankfulness Week: My Cinderellas”

Wool is, Indeed, Quite Cool

Why helllllooo!! For weeks now, I have been making oblique references to a project I’ve undertaken with the scalawags’ school, which I have given the aptly adorable title, Wool is Cool. I think the school principal thought I was nuts when I sent him an email last May, telling him that I had a trunkContinue reading “Wool is, Indeed, Quite Cool”

Tiny Dancer

Warning. Things are about to get mushy. You’ve heard me say this a lot, but my eldest child is a carbon copy of his indulgent father. He looks like him, talks like him, thinks like him. They have similar reactions to things. Neither of them see it, but as someone who loves both of themContinue reading “Tiny Dancer”

My Own Little Tempest in a Teapot

It’s happening again. That dreadful, awful thought happened last week for the first time in months and I feel like I’m back to square one. What thought? you may ask, because you are a thoughtful reader who cares that I sound like I am freaking out and because I am freaking out. ”I’m losing myContinue reading “My Own Little Tempest in a Teapot”

How’s that ambivalence coming along?

I entered parenthood with a great deal of ambivalence. I never was a fan of babies, and I had a love/hate relationship with children. The love part was that I know they are the future: teach them well and bla-bla-bla. The hate part was the irrationality, the ungratefulness, the noise… My only real experience withContinue reading “How’s that ambivalence coming along?”

The Instrument Carousel

Where I grew up, we had the opportunity to start playing a stringed instrument in fourth grade. Anyone who wanted to play a band instrument had to wait until fifth grade. When I think about it, the fact that in fourth grade, in a public school, we had the opportunity to learn an instrument…it bogglesContinue reading “The Instrument Carousel”

Will Work For Magic

How quickly we forget. And by we, I mean I. There’s nothing magical in Ideal Life Exercise, and while I talk big talk about fairy dust and magical moments, the whole magic thing is just a way to describe something that has an outsized impact for good. Magic in Lily-ese just means something that makesContinue reading “Will Work For Magic”

Joy and the Oddballs

So, we need to recap here for a sec, since I have been a little bit all over the place over the last few days. I’ve been on a warpath lately: I want to start living an exciting life of expectancy and miracles again, the kind my husband and I used to live before weContinue reading “Joy and the Oddballs”

A Sneaky Little Thing Called Joy

Of course, I’m still over here ruminating on the subject of joy. Incidentally, I probably shouldn’t have used the word ruminating in the previous sentence, but it does allow me to show off something interesting I learned about psychology this week: Rumination on meta-thoughts, that is, thoughts about our thoughts is found more frequently inContinue reading “A Sneaky Little Thing Called Joy”