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Unpacking Life Write Now

10 Friday Sep 2010

Posted by Janell in Good Reads, Life at Home, Soul Care, Writing

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Everyday Life, Morning Pages, Soul Care, The Artist's Way, Writing

How difficult it is to leave behind the familiar…and how equally difficult it is to return home to everyday responsibilities.

For a few days, I live suspended between vacation and home.  And though I’m quick to empty the suitcase, I’m less disciplined when it comes to unpacking my life — you know, the sorting of life experiences — taking stock of what the world is making of me … and what I am making of the world.

For whatever reason, I don’t possess the genetic make-up of keeping life simple.   So my packed-full life works against me, to compress and shape me in imperceptible ways.  Unless I unpack life regularly, I risk losing something valuable — perhaps an answer to prayer or some insight on truth.  Even an essential part of myself.  My saving grace has been my off-and-on again practice of ‘morning pages.’

Morning pages were created by Julia Cameron, author-teacher of The Artist’s Way.   As their label suggests, they are written each morning and kept in a private journal.  They consist of three pages in longhand with the first thoughts of our days, like the dreams we wake with, the worries which nag  us or the wondering of whether we paid some bill or not.  More brain-drain than art, they grant freedom to write whatever comes to mind.  Nothing goes on the shelf for later.

Included as side-notes in her book are pearls of wisdom strung together;  these extol the practice of unpacking life:

“What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters, compared to what lies within us.” — Ralph Waldo Emerson

“The events in our lives happen in a sequence in time, but in their significance, they find their own order…the continuous thread of revelation.” — Eudora Welty

“It always comes back to the same necessity: go deep enough and there is a bedrock of truth, however hard. – May Sarton

“To know what you prefer instead of humbly saying Amen to what the world tells you you ought to prefer, is to have kept your soul alive.” –Robert Louis Stevenson

“Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself and know that everything in this life has a purpose.” – Elisabeth Kübler-Ross

“Slow down and enjoy life.  It’s not only the scenery you miss by going too fast—you also miss the sense of where you’re going and why.” – Eddie Cantor

“Often people attempt to live their lives backwards:  they try to have more things, or more money, in order to do more of what they want so that they will be happier.  The way it actually works is the reverse.  You must first be who you really are, then, do what you need to do, in order to have what you want.” — Margaret Young

“The life which is not examined is not worth living.” –Plato

“He who knows others is wise; he who knows himself is enlightened.” — Lao-Tzu

Write now:  I’m wondering how these folks unpacked life.

Tally Ho Hum

04 Saturday Sep 2010

Posted by Janell in Far Away Places, Life at Home, The Great Outdoors

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Aging, Travel, Vancouver, Whale Watching

Steam Clock - Gastown in Vancouver

There’s been a whole lot of ‘Tally Ho’ the last thirteen days.  And today was to be no different.

We were going to tour my sole vacation ‘must-do’ — Victoria and The Butchart Gardens.  My husband had built our trip around these by adding two extra days in Vancouver.

Plans fell into place like clockwork, with a tour company who specializes in local whale watching.   In waters around Vancouver, it’s not unusual to spot Humpbacks, Gray Whales and Orcas this time of the year.  And another chance to be near whales in their natural habitat sounded a perfect way to travel to Victoria.

Walking into the cool morning light, we arrived at the dock.   First.  After checking in with the tour operator, we bought a sandwich to share on the boat.   I didn’t want to  spend any of our 4.5 hours on the island eating lunch, once we arrived in Victoria at 1:00 PM.

Looking back, there were warning signs.  Had this been a movie, perhaps JAW’s music would have accompanied the signs.  Waters were choppy round Vancouver.   All other whale-watching tour operators canceled today’s tours.  Our tour operators wore serious expressions as we boarded.  “No going up top,” they told us, as we had at Glacier Bay.  Instead, we had to stay seated below, to keep one hand on the rail at all times.

One grew seasick anyway.  The rest of us held it together.  But forty minutes into our trip, something caused one engine to shut down.  One moment we’re rough-riding high seas — the next we’d slowed to a hum, with waves slapping our boat silly.

Wasting no time, the captain turned the boat around.  With a nervous smile, our nature guide delivered the bad news:  We were limping back to port with one good engine.  He was sure the operator would ‘comp’ us for our trouble.  But as it turned out, there was no way to compensate the loss for those leaving Vancouver tomorrow.  Like us.  So we took our credit and went back to the hotel.  To regroup.

Our regrouping  involved eating our picnic lunch inside our nice hotel room, going out for a quick walk and coming back for nice nap in the best bed I’ve had since leaving home.  Then we went out for dinner at a nice restaurant and walked around some more and now I’m here.

From what I can tell about Vancouver, it’s a nice place, a very livable city, full of apartments and young beautiful people who wear sandals and shorts in 68 degree weather.   Being a young city, most downtown living spaces are skyscrapers, reminding me in some odd way, of those on The Jetsons. I was glad to see a few old survivors mixed in, which kept my eyes grounded and alert.

But as nice as Vancouver is, I’m content with the way I spent my afternoon.  No tally-ho touring today.  Just a lowly ho-hum nap which proved good rest for the right knee I injured on Day Two of our vacation — when I forgot I was old rather than young — out-of-shape rather than in — and tally-hoed up a vertical hill that was mankind’s earliest form of skyscraper.

Tomorrow, it will be me limping to my home port on one good knee.

Cruising Along Time and Space

02 Thursday Sep 2010

Posted by Janell in Life at Home, The Great Outdoors

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Alaska, Cruising, Travel

Alaska’s beauty robs me purpose, of the small discipline I normally possess.

Tuesday’s mission was whale watching.  Yesterday’s was to wander the streets of a third coastal town.  Today’s intention remains unknown.  All I know for sure is that thoughts of home are stirring …and that, as nice as cruising is, one day and town run into another.

Was it Tuesday or Wednesday?  The question generated big discussion at dinner two nights ago; the question was settled by the calendar on someone’s watch:  It was Tuesday.  Instead of days of the week, ports of call mark time on board.   Tuesday was Icy Strait Point, Wednesday was Ketchikan.  Today we are cruising along time and space, set loose upon the seas.

Activities too, partition time into 45 minute intervals.  Wednesday, after touring Ketchikan, we gathered for afternoon activities; my husband and I learned the basics of Italian in the first set of 45; later, we played another 45 of “Name That ’80’s Tune” trivia game.

Would you believe two young things from Jersey won?   These girls were wearing diapers and running around a school playground when these songs were first spinning from a turntable.  But yesterday the tables had turned – the songs, once ours, we no longer knew by name, no matter how many notes streamed from the IPOD.

The competition was good.  And though fair, it wasn’t pretty.  Had my mother seen it, she would have called them bad sports – and she would have said it loud enough for everyone to hear.  Every time they jotted down a correct answer – about 17 for 20 — they scanned their competition.  And finding stumped expressions, they’d taunt their poor feeble minded competitors with, “Come on, you guys grew up with this music.  I can’t believe you don’t know this one.”  They took the prize, these two from Jersey.

Of course, the best prizes don’t come from shipboard games.  One of mine came in Tuesday’s port of call.  A picture postcard setting — periwinkle seas shimmering silver from sun dripping through clouds, the ocean mirroring a faint outline of distant mountains – fading into background when, not fifty feet from where I stood, a beautiful Humpback Whale broke through the sea’s surface.  As her head skimmed the waters beside us, she blew geyser mist above her blow hole, disturbing the quiet with a giant rush of air.

Taking deep breaths is preparation for cruising along time and space.

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