Wednesdays (or thereabouts) I’ve been recording a Curiosity Journal to recap the previous week using these tag words: reading, playing, learning, reacting and writing. Sometimes I mix up the order, just to keep you on your toes.
Care to join me?
This week’s reading is limited to blog posts and Facebook updates, though I did read The Wall Street Journal twice and checked news summaries via The Week app on my phone. Next week is devoted to reviewing composition class papers.
Even as some friends and acquaintances feel that they should post less frequently on their blogs, I’m wanting to do more. I yearn to share ideas, interview people, explore topics and develop themes. Though time is limited by family and teaching obligations, I long to sit at the table with you and sip some tea together. I’ll set out spoons and honey, and we can swap stories. That, for me, would make for a rich, full life.
I just made pie. Perhaps we can share a slice in the days ahead?
Always, I strive for a level of organization that frees me to make time for what matters most…but I never quite arrive.
Instead, I revisit systems and rearrange shelves; I set up a method for managing appointments or papers and trash it when it fizzles or fails.
Why can’t I arrive at a smooth and fluid way of living that frees me to focus on my top interests?
I live in tension created by the clash between my craving for order and my slovenly tendencies. I also share a home with five other easily sidetracked people who tend toward disorder. It’s not easy to arrive at an ideal and freeing level of organization.
This ongoing struggle discourages me some days and inspires me on others, but the biggest thing I’ve learned about myself is to keep experimenting and tweaking. Every day, do something: Install another shelf. Give away another sweater. Throw out another container of leftovers.
And so I do just that, day after day. Today, I clear my desk. Again. However, thanks to my husband’s help installing a system for holding my hanging files, I can slip these papers into folders for easy access. The desk is clear in record time.
Every day, a little more progress…and with that steady progress, I find that life is a little more fluid, a little more freeing, and when I clear the desk in record time, I’m living a little more fully.
I like to bake, so preparing some pies for Thanksgiving provides an opportunity for play. My son baked a pumpkin pie while I tried throwing together a gluten- and dairy-free pumpkin dessert. I’ll have to wait until tomorrow to taste it.
Today’s post at The High Calling, a reprint from Ann Voskamp’s blog, reminds me to practice thanksgiving in practical ways.
One of the ways Ann Voskamp suggested is to model it, so here I am, modeling gratitude, and I send this out to every reader who takes time out of his or her life to stop by and read these words. You are such an important part of my life as we share this space together. I can’t tell you how much you mean to me.
Thank you for being here. Merci.
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