Category Archives: Subjective Sunday

The answer is always yes

The answer is always “yes”

I had an epiphany today.  I love having epiphanies.  Today’s epiphany was about the nature of the Universe and how the answer is always yes.  Why, yes, I do think about the Law of Attraction a lot.  I have observed it at work so often in my life that I can’t deny its perfection.  I know I talk incessantly about it, but it has transformed my life and I want to share it with everyone.  There is no fanatic like a convert. Continue reading

introverts parties friendship

Introverts, parties, and friendship

I consider myself to be an introvert.  This means that I find that social situations drain my energy, whereas staying home alone refills my energy.  That doesn’t mean that I don’t like social situations or seeing my friends, it just means that I need to be emotionally full first.  It is kind of like money.  You earn money, and you spend money.  Introverts earn our “money” through solitude.  Extroverts earn “money” through social activity.  Similarly, our spending habits are opposites.  Introverts spend their “money” through social interactions, whereas extroverts spend their “money” through solitude.  Neither is bad or good, they are just different. Continue reading

mastering strength

Mastering strength

Some of us have had hard lives.  Probably even most of us have had hard times in life.  I am willing to bet that everyone has had to face a challenge at some point in their lives.  Some people face more challenges than others, and we call them strong.  The people who have survived challenges that we don’t think we could handle often hold our admiration. Continue reading

the value of emotions

The value of emotions for well being

My church has a tradition we call Month of Sundays, in which the entire month (usually one with five Sundays, so it varies by year) is connected by a single theme.  This year the theme is Joy.  I mean, true happiness, not J.O.Y. Last night we had a movie night and we watched the movie Inside Out.  I have to confess that it made me weep. Continue reading

self care person in the mirror

Self care: Who is this person in the mirror

Today I saw myself through a new set of eyes.  I have seen myself many, many times.  After 40 years, I think I am pretty familiar with what I look like.  I have blue, uneven eyes.  My resting face looks like a frown because I have a downturned mouth.  I seem to cock my head ever so slightly to the left, probably because my left shoulder sits higher than my right.  I have strong eyebrows, and my nose looks “perky” because I broke it when I was 12.  I am starting to develop lines across my forehead from furrowing my brow against the sun or while in deep thought. Continue reading

Primate Stone Age

Primate Stone Age

I have been pondering an article I read recently that was published a little over a year ago that had the provocative title of “Chimpanzees and monkeys have entered the Stone Age.”  The implication was that this is a recent accomplishment.  Reading the article, though, showed that chimpanzees in Cote d’Ivoire have been using stone tools for thousands of years.  This isn’t something new.  Macaques in Thailand can be proven to have used them for 50 years, which I will concede qualifies as a new accomplishment if that is as far back as it goes, which I highly doubt.  Capuchins in Brazil can be documented back 700 years, which is pushing it in my mind as far as the recent evolutionary progress that I was expecting. Continue reading

Processing Chickens

Processing chickens – a local adventure

Last week I learned how to eviscerate chickens.  My husband and I have been wanting to learn how to slaughter and process chickens so we can put our own meat on our table.  One of our roosters has been getting more aggressive lately and little A is afraid of him.  We decided that he will make a good pot pie, but we needed to learn the process first.  A little knowledge and hands on experience go a long way. Continue reading

Digital versus real life friendships

Digital versus real life friendships

Recently, I read an article about the opposite feelings of liberation and imprisonment that we feel from our online lives.  I have talked about the benefits of technology before, but the idea of imprisonment also strikes very close to home.  I often lament about all the time I spend online, when I could be doing more productive things.  The kids accuse me of having double standards when I am online and won’t let them watch TV.  Usually, those arguments come up when I am actually using the computer as a tool rather than as entertainment, such as balancing the checkbook, searching for a recipe to make dinner, or writing posts for this blog.  These are liberating aspects of the internet. Continue reading

Boundaries rape culture and gossip

Boundaries, rape culture, and gossip

Yesterday I started writing up today’s post.  It was inspired by something that happened to me, and I wanted to discuss it.  But it is a subject I have a very hard time giving a voice to.  So hard of a time, in fact, that when it occurs in my life, I am momentarily paralyzed and left speechless.  This makes it very hard to write a blog post about it, and even harder to stop it from happening in my life. Continue reading

My Far-From-Perfect Garden

Gardening.  It is one of those things that is expected as a given for anyone interested in nutrition or sustainability.  I have to be honest, though.  I suck at gardening.  I never get the watering right.  I either drown the poor things, or they die of dehydration.  Sometimes they struggle between both states.  It is feast or famine with the water.  I don’t mean to.  I just have not figured out a good system yet.  One year I planted potatoes in a spot that turned out to be very shady, so the plants snaked across the yard to where the sun was and then grew vertically. I think that although I love the concept of gardening, I don’t like the actual gardening itself.  Maybe it has been because I have always had less than optimal conditions for gardening.  I live in the Granite State, and our prime crop is rock.  I can’t dig a hole without wrestling rocks.  And not just pebbles or small stones.  Some of these rocks are football size or larger.  Whatever the cause, gardening has been a less-than-fun experience for me. Continue reading