This morning, I am loving . . .
that I live in South Carolina and it is February 21st and today’s high will be 73 degrees.
the painting that I hope to finish today. She is beautiful and holds so much energy
peaceful parenting, though society and certain circles may try to demand something else, may try to stir up fear and anxiety, I can rest in loving my children, living with them in grace and mercy and understanding. Today I celebrate the choices we have made. I am the first to admit that I am not always a perfect mother but I am a good mother and if I am a tiger at all, it is the battle on behalf of my children, for them, for them, for them.
the anticipation of a weekend trip with my love and the opportunity to meet someone who is a huge inspiration in my life.
green smoothies and grapefruit juice.
hooping again. and again, the wonderful weather.
sharing some important words with the people …
If you read nothing else I post today, please, please, PLEASE read this very important post at Momastery. I will die on that same mountain.
Have compassion for everyone you meet, even
when they don’t want it.What seems conceit, bad manners, or cynicism is always a sign of things no
ears have heard, no eyes have seen.
You do not know what wars are going on
down there where the spirit meets the bone.
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Miller Williamsvia roots of she
Go there. Read, read and read more and make your own declaration …
YOU ARE ENOUGH!
Pretty? Absolutely NOT!
via roots of she
Inside every woman is the wylde child she was born
and to whom she returns as crone
who has rediscovered her childlike self.
the journey in between is called life.
…
There is no dress rehearsal.
No one has really asked my opinion about Amy Chua’s book, Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother. But just in case you can’t guess my thoughts, Peter Gray sums it up very nicely:
If we want a system of education that is consistent with our beliefs about freedom, self-determination, and the democratic ethos that many of us still claim to hold dear, then we need to found it on the philosophy of the real tiger mother, not that of the tiger trainer in the circus. Real tiger mothers let their cubs play, because they know that cubs are designed, by nature, to play in ways that teach them what they need to learn to grow successfully toward tiger adulthood. Tiger trainers, on the other hand, use the whip to train young tigers to do all sorts of things that tigers don’t want to do, just for the purpose of entertaining others and showing off the trainers’ skills.
Lastly, I leave you with these lyrics, written by David Walker. It is from what I think was his first cd, After you Fall, and I wish I could post a link where you could listen to it, but I don’t think is available any longer. I wish he would include this song on a future album. It is by far one of his best. I put it on repeat this morning and painted for an hour listening to nothing else.
After You Fall
Time it seems to roll with the seasons
but the painful colors are breaking down
into the fragments of a new beginning
as tomorrow waits for you to step inJust step in
Yeah
Just to get another chance just to break another rule
Life is what you get when you give it all you’ve got after you fall
so don’t give up and don’t back down
cause you’re about to see yourself shine on, shine on
and Shine On … after you fall.
And Shine On … after you fall
when all hope is gone
Just keep on
Shine on … after you fall
keep on shining on … after you fall
Keep on shining on … after you fall
keep on shining on … after you fall.
Shine on.

















