a letter to kyle meyers

The return was really significant for both Kerri and I. We labeled it a "relaunch." More than the usual dreadful reentry into "normal" life. Embracing the mundane and chaotic... as Andrew Hendrixson says... "in full awareness of the consequence" that lies there in. Over a week later we are still calling out the core intentions and spurring one another on. It's beautiful really - underlying it all is mindfulness. The boys don't remember our interaction and didn't complete their homework I gave, but the confession is what was so significant. I'm less of an ass hole - i've changed. __________________________________ currently playing:: washed out - within and without
 

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Core intentions

Core intentions need to be nurtured. Who I want to be won't just happen.  I can arrange my life in such a way as to give myself and others the illusion of intentional living.  This is made apparent to me in daily reflection.  After a period of being "carried along" by random stimuli, even in the midst of an intentional routine, I can at times feel numb.  Reaction after reaction wears on the soil of my spirit and I become less of who I intend to be. I am fully aware that routine is essential for nurturing the inner life, however routine is often confused with intentionality.  For this reason, my core intentions must be called out over and over again.  For this reason I need an occasional break from the routine... and so I'm off to San Juan. Mike and Debby said lets go! Mom and Dad said they would care for the kids. I asked the boys to think about how they would like their dad to BE when he got home. Essentially, if I could leave a bad habit, a short fuse, something ugly in Puerto Rico, what would it be? I am not my bad habits. I am not my iritabiliy. Grace and Peace... and Change.

Opinions

I do have my opinionated days, but then there are other days when I can hardly form one.  More the later than the former I suppose.  My family and closest friends may disagree.  They may not have accurate information on this. At times I can fool myself (and those around me) into thinking I have opinions just because I'm expected to have one.  I can enter into serious discourse on why one option is better than the other all while never really holding on to what it is I'm defending.  Immediately following the discourse, I walk away empty handed feeling no emotional connection to what I have just preached about. And the truth is: I really don't give a shit. Why do I do this? It seems to take place after someone around me has reacted verbally to a certain stimulus with their opinion.  Following this, there is an awkward pause that begs for a "yeah" or a "well, maybe.."  and I give in.  Maybe people who react verbally to stimuli with opinions don't require a response, but I tend to give one.  We are expected to CARE about some things, and I do. Just not about EVERYTHING.  I grow weary of opinions.  I prefer observations.  

Here is an opionion:  Opinions are ok, but too often we Re.Act with an opinion rather than Observe and formulate good thoughts.

Making the best choice

To make the BEST choice.  The context of my choices are numerous: parenting, social life, free time, chores, spiritual, personal development, professional development, dietary, physical, financial, marital, to create or consume, to teach or to learn, to work or to rest. At the climax of decision making it becomes clear just how many of the above realities are involved in the process. We hold ourselves to incredibly high standards in each context.  Or at least I do.  In choosing what is best in one, we sacrifice what is best in four others. One could ask themselves a hundred questions in search of an answer to "what's best" and still be paralyzed. Am i naive enough to believe there actually is a best choice?  Oddly enough,  I have felt peace with decisions I have made in the past.  In light of all that was at stake, I question if I was making certain choices with the "whole" in mind. The task before me is to see my life as it "is" or "is becoming" rather than how it should be and to find to find contentment there. I find the greatest freedom in decision making when I make them from the "center" of my being rather than the circumference of outward demands and expectations. Yet, in light of all of this, I still feel a strong expectation (one placed there by myself)  to be able to quickly choose what is best. ... and it makes me tired.

Clean up

Excersise in awareness: What mess did the mindless activities of the day leave behind? Take a day to leave the mess behind you and then return to it the next morning. I find that I am quicker to "clean up" after my thoughtless habitual activities.

Acting vs Re-acting

Am I aware of when I am re.acting rather than acting out of my intention? Kerri and I had a good discussion yesterday about acting verses re.acting when parenting. Fortunately, as a result of having wonderful parents ourselves, we have been given much (namely Christ). That overflows somewhat naturally into who we are as parents. Yet even when we are at our best we still find that we fall short when we simply react to how a a child's actions make us feel. Kerri mentioned to me that she has been meditating on the Fruits of the Spirit and that her actions seem directed and guided by the Spirit as a result. Our own awareness is heightened when parenting in front of others. This week we are on vacation with Kerri's parents. On one occasion I found myself in the middle of "knee jerk reaction" parenting. Evan was upset because things weren't as they should be in his world. I got angry and quickly and firmly scolded him rather than talking through why he was upset and helping him to grow in his awareness of other peoples needs/wants around him. My own irritability trumped his and I won because I had power over him. Kerri's parent's overheard it and asked me about it. I doubt that in the privacy of my own home I would have given this a second thought. Yet in community I was challenged to BE my intention .

a spades depth

Tasks haunt me these days.  I write them down only to dismiss their reminders.
Each task carries with it the risk that it may be a waste of time.  It may only serve to keep me occupied a bit longer.
Time is going by so fast.  Riley 10 and Trey  8... Evan (5) and Cora (2) are demanding less and less of my time. What fills that void? I have options, more choice and "freedom" with what I choose to consume or create.  Will the former overshadow the latter?  And what is it that I default to? What is it that I may allow to dominate my free time.

I think it comes down to this:
Tasks are in the head space.

Does they keep me emotionally disconnected from people? These tasks,... what do I sacrifice in order to complete them?  I guess these tasks could be any number of tangible premeditated actions - items that could be "checked off" a list.  On the other side of a completed to do list, is anything really different?  It may end up costing me far more money, time, or emotion than it's worth. 

50 year garden plan

Yesterday's rainstorm served as vindication to the back breaking labor of digging raised beds this spring.  The down-poor completely eroded many of the larger tilled gardens in the area.  Our double dug raised beds with grass walkways kept their structure.   I hope to keep the soil and build upon it for a good 50 years to come.  Here's to staying put and putting down roots. 

In a meeting the other day I was reminded of a mindfulness practice that a friend once told me about.  I remember sharing with my friend that I was having a hard time adjusting to the personalities on the team we were both working with.  Her thought: make life a short story.  That crazy person? Yes, their role is essential.  The quiet recorder in the corner is needed in this story as well.  Each person is a well defined authentic character full-filling an all important role.  From this somewhat removed perspective, an otherwise intense/stressful/awkward interaction becomes almost comedic. So the task before me now is to be the authentic representation of myself today. 

And again I am reminded that I often fail to be my intention.  To really BE my intention. My intention may BE to__ create__, yet I often default to __consume__.  And I'm left to deal with my own inconsistencies. If I were asked by someone for a mission statement for why I do what I do when I do it, I would have a quick reply.  I do fear that the reply would come as a surprise to those who are with me most: my Family.   You see I am often in need of a recalibration of sorts.  A re-centering.  Why?  Because I am prone to wander.  I have a hellish thirst for comfort.  Pleasure is my default.  I would like to blame my "flesh" or my given place - here in the God forsaken realm of modernity - where I cannot for the life of me determine which "cog" I am to emulate or what "utility" I most efficiently embody. But I can only honestly admit that I am my own worst enemy when it comes to intentionality.  What is that intention?  It full of good deeds and praiseworthy creativity, I promise you.  I have every intention to BE that. But the BE must come first.  And only then should intention be followed up in the most authentic sense of the word.

How To Be a Poet

BY WENDELL BERRY

(to remind myself)

i   

Make a place to sit down.   

Sit down. Be quiet.   

You must depend upon   

affection, reading, knowledge,   

skill—more of each   

than you have—inspiration,   

work, growing older, patience,   

for patience joins time   

to eternity. Any readers   

who like your poems,   

doubt their judgment.   

ii   

Breathe with unconditional breath   

the unconditioned air.   

Shun electric wire.   

Communicate slowly. Live   

a three-dimensioned life;   

stay away from screens.   

Stay away from anything   

that obscures the place it is in.   

There are no unsacred places;   

there are only sacred places   

and desecrated places.   

iii   

Accept what comes from silence.   

Make the best you can of it.   

Of the little words that come   

out of the silence, like prayers   

prayed back to the one who prays,   

make a poem that does not disturb   

the silence from which it came.

Source: Poetry (January 2001).

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STOLEN

From BFFE 2007

this was stolen from me when I first moved to the west side... I still think of her often. If you have any leads or have seen anything like it on the streets, let me know... also if you want to print this off and go staple it to telephone posts around your village, feel free

camping at the wharton's farm

 

a look at what's growing

 

some garden pictures

we are leaving today for indiana....
My sister's in-laws attend a friends church in Winchester IN and we are going there this sunday to hang out and make new "friends"!
dave will be caring for the chickens and the starts while we are away...

a busy spring

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Jack Kerouac on H1N1

They need to worry and betray time with urgencies false and otherwise, purely anxious and whiny, their souls really won't be at peace unless they can latch on to an established and proven worry and having once found it they assume facial expressions to fit and go with it, which is, you see, unhappiness, and all the time it all flies by them and they know it and that too worries them no end.

caring for creation through advocacy

AKRON, Pa. -- The Washington Office of Mennonite Central Committee
(MCC) U.S. has joined other religious groups in asking Congress to
pass legislation protecting millions of acres of land.

The Public Land Management Omnibus Act would establish wilderness
areas in West Virginia, protect mountainous land in Wyoming and would
provide Congressional authorization to permanently recognize the
National Landscape Conservation System.

The U.S. Senate passed the legislation on Jan. 20 and the House of
Representatives is scheduled to vote on it before Feb. 16.

The Washington Office signed a letter asking the Senate to pass this
legislation and is encouraging individuals to contact their
representatives to advocate for its passage in the House.

"Our office has long supported efforts like this one to care for God's
creation. It is part of our mandate to be stewards of the resources
God has given us, and to be sure that they are shared equitably and
preserved for future generations," says Rachelle Lyndaker Schlabach,
Washington Office director.

A statement, "Stewards in God's Creation," approved by MCC's Executive
Committee in 1994, states, "Preserving the creation must be integral
to who we are and what we believe."

Among other things, the Public Land Management Omnibus Act would
protect 15 wilderness areas in the Monongahela National Forest in West
Virginia. It would also protect the National Landscape Conservation
System, which includes national monuments, wilderness study areas and
scenic and historic trails that contain important natural, cultural
and historic resources.

In addition, the legislation would protect wildlife habitat, scenic
views and outdoor recreation opportunities in the Wyoming Range, an
isolated range of peaks in western Wyoming.


Cathryn Clinton is a writer for Mennonite Central Committee.

seed lab

spent today preparing a space for seeds. I added some additional insulation to a small cinderblock room in the cellar and threw in a space heater and should have water to the room within the week. Started some onions (copra)... should be a good storage onion

from fedco catalog...
Hard medium-sized storage onions
with blocky round shapes and thin necks. The standard storage onion for
commercial growers who bought 102 packages of an ounce or more last
year. Market grower Jason Kafka has found that Copra is more drought-
tolerant than other varieties. ➃