I had hoped to write more prolifically over Lent. In Lenten seasons past, I’ve blogged daily or at least several times a week. This Lent, I find myself completely blocked.
I find myself scribbling notes but not really completing thoughts. I find myself reading more than writing, meditating more than speaking. I think that after the last few years of radical transformation in every aspect of my life I’m just tired.
So I’m being kind to myself. I’m spending a lot of time with my animals and my husband. I’m not committing to a lot socially, and I’m taking it easy on the to-do lists.
I’ve decided just to let it ride and see what Easter brings. I hope this Lenten season is bringing you whatever you need to feed your soul.
Normally on Shrove Tuesday, my husband and I would be excited to head to church for the annual Pancake Supper.
This year, we’re in a new town, and I’m attending a new church. There won’t be pancakes–my husband’s favorite food–and the already frigid temperature will be dropping into the teens.
If you haven’t figured it out yet, I loathe winter. I grew up in Massachusetts, and I was the kids that hated sledding and hot chocolate. I loved the few months of summer with heat and long days, which is why I moved South. Continue reading
February has been a crazy, busy month for me. The first weekend, I volunteered to help the Tennessee Tech Equestrian Team, who was hosting a Western Intercollegiate Horse Shows Association (ISHA) show. I had a blast, but it did eat up the whole weekend, so it was another week before I had a day off.
The second weekend in February, I took my Novice vows for the Third Order of St. Francis at the bi-monthly meeting of the local Tennessee Fellowship. It was a wonderful day, but it did involve a nearly four hour drive to Franklin, Tennessee.
Last weekend, I worked at the Southern Equine Expo (a subject for many more posts!), which again was a wonderful time and utterly exhausting. We had record attendance. For one lecture, we had people sitting on the floor! Continue reading
Last week’s Sunday Gospel reading was Luke 6:17-26. I’ve heard it many times over my forty plus years of church attendance. If you aren’t familiar with the Episcopal church, we follow a lectionary that takes us through all the Gospels every three years. That means I’ve heard that Gospel reading at least 15 times.
At my new church, we have an interim priest. I’m really enjoying his sermons. While he shares a message of Grace and Joy, he doesn’t let us off the hook either. He calls us to live according to the Gospels. A tall order. Continue reading
Three weeks ago, I started my Master Gardeners class. So far, I’ve learned about the history of the program, soils, and pruning. I have another nine classes to go and 40 hours of service to complete before getting certified as a Master Gardener.
I had a friend a few years ago who took the course in another county and loved it. When we moved to our farm, I really wanted to start growing out own food, so I took a few free classes with the Rutherford County Master Gardeners at the local library. Continue reading
In the first installment, I talked to you about my vision statement and how that translates to my planner and task lists. In the second installment, I talked to you about what I do to maintain my energy and focus. In this final installment, I’m going to share with you a book that changed my life, a philosophy that changed how I work, and a way of life that changed everything. Continue reading
In my last post, I introduced you to my vision statement and my planner. I also talked about the importance of having a mentor or an accountability partner. In this post, I’m going to share with you what I do to maintain my energy and my focus.
Diet, Sleep, and Exercise
At 30, I was on statin meds for high cholesterol. I was in daily pain from rheumatoid arthritis. I was wearing a size 18. I was miserable and tired all day every day. I had trouble getting to sleep at night and trouble waking up in the morning. I suffered from chronic sinus headaches.
At 44, I have no issues with cholesterol and have been off my statin meds for over 5 years. I can’t remember the last time I had an arthritis flare up. I’m in a size 14 and headed to a size 12. Continue reading