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Email Anyone? September 27, 2011

Posted by solrai in Current, Mama's Life.
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I like to keep important things and being a mom of two with a smartphone has proved extremely useful in keeping up to date with what’s in my inbox. I can see what comes in and decide if it needs my attention immediately or at a later, more convenient date.  But when my husband questioned why I have SO many emails I brushed it off and said, “I haven’t taken the time to clean out my inbox.”

Ok, so over 12,000 emails in an inbox may be a bit excessive, but after all what good is unlimited storage space if you don’t use it, right?!

I’ve decided to take the time to clean out the inbox and before I left on my current trip I unsubscribed to some daily and weekly updates because I knew they wouldn’t prove useful on my jaunt out of town.  It was a good thing that I did.  As I began this time consuming task, I questioned myself:

  • Are all these notices really necessary?
  • What am I loosing out on if I don’t have this update in my life?
  • Do I really need to be consumption focused?
  • Is today’s daily deal from different locations really that important in my family’s life?
  • Is this sense of “urgency” warranted or prescribed?
  • Have I chosen to participate in the dictation of what’s most important?

More than 12,000 emails in one inbox. Ninety percent of what I failed to clean out in a timely manner is obsolete, outdated, over emphasized information.

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What am I doing with it? July 27, 2011

Posted by solrai in Current, Lord Help Me.
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In a downward dog position this evening I look at my thighs who are closely hugging each other.  I contemplate, “look at this body I’ve been given…what am I doing with it?”  I think about the things that have been planted inside me, the talents and gifts and I ask, “What am I doing with it… with all of them?”

In a world of uncertainty where tomorrow is a probability and not a promise, the actions and movements of today seem to demand more meaning and thought behind them.  A conscious breathing, living being, aware, awake, and engaging.  I have to admit, I have been victim to haphazard muddling around life, allowing the moment to carry me from one place to another only to look back at the end of the day and ask, “where has my day gone?”  It was given over to circumstance and strummed to the tune of another’s song; I was merely harmony, a back-up singer.

So the question plagues me again, What am I doing with this life I’ve been given???

How is my tomorrow going to be different from today?

How am I going to stand in opposition to “myself”?

How am I going to attack with a passionate fervor?

How am I going to be uncompromising to that which means the most to me?

Wish me luck!

 

 

Grasshopper June 24, 2011

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I’ve never been a big fan of sharp things, or things that looked sharp like claws or hooks.  Bugs aren’t my most favorite friends to “hang around.”  I couldn’t help to notice that there was a medium-sized brown grasshopper that was hanging around my door this week.  It took up residency on a side wall by the door bell and stayed there for about two days.  This afternoon there was a grasshopper in the house, by the back window near the pantry (same brown styled coloring).  I quickly tried to find something in the kitchen to “catch” it and take it outside.  I managed to find a plastic funnel and plastic top to a container.

In my first attempt to capture it, I think I may have squashed its leg and put it on the kitchen floor to try to “fix it.”  I tried to capture it again and was successful without squashing any of its legs.  Out side we went (mind you I was a little on edge, hoping it wouldn’t hop profusely and freak me out causing me to drop it before we made it outside.  Once outside I dropped both plastic pieces close to the grass and noticed the grasshopper was upside down on it’s back.  I thought for sure I had killed it or put it into shock.

I walked half a block to pick up the mail and checked on the grasshopper’s status while I carefully retrieved the plastic funnel and top. It was right side up now, but motionless. ”  At least it’s not dead,” I told myself and went into the house.

I’m not a big fan of lore or superstitions yet I do pay attention to what happens in my environment.  I went online and did more research on the grasshopper due to its frequency in my life this past week.  It will be interesting to see what develops or if I see another grasshopper soon…