A Working List

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It is January. The start of a new year.  A time for resolutions.  I made some, I always do, but made sure to create those that I had already started. A focus of sorts.  I hope to continue to cultivate this sense of calmness that I have felt stemming from stepping back from consumerism.  I hope to continue and add new activities that increase my and my family’s healthfulness. But on top of that I have a bit of a wish list I have started.  I wanted to share it mostly to hold myself accountable. If you write it down, it seems somehow instantly more important, more necessary, perhaps. Also, I think I’m catching Heather’s list fever over at Write.Drink.Sew.Repeat

* Read an average of 2 books per month including 3 “classics” this year

* Pay more attention to how my children “tick”, especially noting the ways that they feel most loved and calmed when upset.

*Continue to read more poetry & discover more modern writers. I want to continue my love affair with language. It’s much like reading, but with the colors much more saturated and the volume turned way up. It’s phenomenal.

*Try a hand at writing my own poetry. This was something I loved to do as an adolescent. Then as an arrogant (or perhaps self-loathing) 20-something judged them “juvenile” and threw them all in the trash. Now I don’t so much care about the end product, but at the idea of trying.

*Draw more still-life’s

*Pick up the “Big Book” sketchbook and begin.  Secretly hope to complete within the year. This is a 9in x12in actual book that Brandy & I found at the used book store. It’s some kink of production model to show clients the weight and feel of the book and pages. It is about 240 pages (but I will most likely do e/o page so as to prevent smearing).

*Take a community ed class about something I love or would like to learn more about.  Indian cooking perhaps?

*Continue to build and flex my culinary muscles (at least within my family’s limited palette).

Before I go, just wanted to share some of my most favorite poems. Don’t just quit here. Count this as your “try something new” this year:

Sonnet 116  –  William Shakespeare

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! It is an ever-fixèd mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved

Interior Portrait- Rainer Maria Rilke

You don’t survive in me
because of memories;
nor are you mine because
of a lovely longing’s strength.

What does make you present
is the ardent detour
that a slow tenderness
traces in my blood.

I do not need
to see you appear;
being born sufficed for me
to lose you a little less.

One Response

  1. I’m glad I’ve infected you with list fever. 🙂 And more poetry in the world is always a good thing, be it your own or someone else’s.