Bacon and Eggs

I seem to be on a tangent. I know that breakfast is the most important meal of the day. I have direct evidence about productivity or lack there of in relationship to breakfast. I find that more study is needed. And Hi Kathleen, I have added you to my mailing list.

Yogurt smoothie for breakfast

I woke up today and paced from room to room, as is my custom. Started the coffee, started the day, grabbed my binder, folded towels, started a new load of laundry. As I was doing these activities, I was reminiscing about things and letting my thoughts float. Having these habitual tasks to occupy my conscious mind my unconscious mind has freedom. I reviewed the weekend, It was a great weekend with Bingo and Karaoke and the Wine Taste and a Crochet Guild workshop. My boys are doing so well, the oldest has his first job, and the youngest always has a full weekend planned. Much has changed since last March when I went back to Donahue to say goodbye. I feel at times that something special is about to happen to me. What, I don't know. I have worked hard for change, to arrange my life so that my work is in alignment with my values.

But then the thought occured, What if I don't want things to change? How can I be sure that change will be better. Did I mention that I had NPR on? I notice, as I work on my household tasks and free floating that every time a short story came on about the economy my pace altered and I felt anxious. I needed silence. Current stories brought back too many disquieting thoughts about the time in my life when I set out to create change in our community. I am still working towards this big whatever.

I thought my best course of action for today was breakfast with the boys. Last week the replacement part for our blender needed was offered on free-cycle. Woo Hoo! We have been making smoothies again. So I stopped the pacing and working and got busy. I made one for me

These are pictures of a wrap I made with left-over yarns. The main yarn is this wimpy angora that shed, but I inherited 13 skeins of the stuff. There is also a variegated yarn, that doesn't show well and a grey yarn from the First and Second sweaters that I ever made. So much for the timeless nature of sweater design in the '80's. The pattern is a crochet wave, actually it is block # 40 from a sampler afghan pattern book that I also inherited from a knitter who was streamlining her life. The workshop on Sunday was to learn to make shawls. There are a number of charitable opportunities to make some as gifts.

Leap of Faith

I have been reading The Best American Nonrequired Reading Edited by Dave Eggers. My favorite selection was: The Best American Answers to the Question "What Do You Believe is True Even if You Cannot Prove It?" . This in in turn was excerpted from the Edge Foundation(http://www.edge.org/). It got me thinking about how I would answer.

I believe that I get personal messages from God. I know how irrational that sounds. I don't want to delve into it (that is the mental health social worker part of me talking.) The odd thing is, sometimes I act on these beliefs and messages. Sometimes I act with unconciouseness. In review I understand the implications of my actions. Most of the time I have this awareness and I think "isn't that nice, this could almost almost be evidence of what my Dad called listening to the Holy Spirit." Sometimes I feel compelled to share this awareness with others, despite my best judgements.
I realize how our brains work at interpeting the greater world. That it is our nature to look for meaning and relationships between objects and ourselves. I understand that I am choosing how to interpret the random coincidences that happen everyday. I can't even find a way to wrap my mind around the idea that there is a being - who is supreme - who is all knowing and personal. (I label myslef as an evangelical agnostic.) I have been told that if I persist in the thought that there is another life force that has personal interest in my outcome, I am devalueing all that I do for myself, my family and my community.
But what can I do - at least this fixed and persistent delusion gives me comfort - and energy to keep on working in the world.

shopping bag -bag

This is the bag I made over Presidents Day weekend. I did not track the number of bags used. This is almost all single crochet. I wish I could remember where all the blue bags came from. I enjoy the subtle color changes.

This is my most recent bag. Entirely single crochet Safeway and Ballard Market bags with a QFC and Bartells bag here and there.

I Had Breakfast Later

The days are getting longer. I am waiting and wondering if anyone else new will come in to the woodshop tonight. I am not so sure that yesterday was any better for having breakfast first. I had a busy day as always, but left at 4 with much unfinished work. I dropped my youngest at the library and met briefly at the Senior Center to discuss last minute issues for the Karaoke Bingo. Back to the library, I uploaded a marketing letter to a listserve I belong to and then finally home. But - this morning I realized all I didn't do yesterday, didn't return a DVD on time, didn't work on Friends of Scouting all this rushed at me as I walked the block to the bus stop. Then I noticed I didn't have work keys and my fancy boots were leaking. So I went back home, missing the bus and then needing to walk all the way to the school.

Working at my son's school is always rewarding. I help in the library - today I finished re-alphabetizing the biographies.

And I had breakfast later.

had breakfast first

Today, I had breakfast first. I don't always make time for that. But the new thing I tried today is adding an image of a rug I made in 2006 to this blog. It is knit short rows from strips fo t-shirts. At this time in my life I made many striped knit objects with a random number generator to help with my planning (I would roll a dice.)

What! - is it 2008 already?

I post so irregularly that it is major effort trying to find my way back here. Usually I get interuppted in the meantime. Gotta go now for a behind the scenes tour of one of my favorite social enterprises - Fare Start