Author: Jana

  • copper-tan

    A photo of me by Kaimi, taken with his super-dark-Coppertone tan lens (and another one with me in the background). :)

  • praise him

    To the kind man who found my cellphone lying in a street in Santa Ana on Sunday evening:

    Your call was a godsend. Thank you. And thank you for being in a park in Santa Ana tonight to feed the homeless with your Ministry Group. You are an example of all the good that the Spirit of Christ brings to this world. And I’m not just saying that because you returned my phone.

    I do so wish that there were more people like you in this big wide world of ours.

    My Best,
    pilgrimgirl

  • because I’ve taught her well

    CatGirl to me, upon seeing a ratty teabag packet lying on the ottoman:

    “Mom, why is there a Lipton teabag lying there?”

    “Oh, it fell out of my tote–I keep an emergency teabag in the side pocket just in case of a tea emergency” [Note: it lives in the pocket along with a few tampons and a few squares of Moonstruck chocolate….]

    “But Mom,…LIPTON?” She says, disgust evident in her voice as she raises her nose in the air and points to the offending teabag.

    “I know, I know. It would have to be a true emergency for me to drink that vile stuff…”[Note to self: replace emergency teabag with half-way decent teabag ASAP]

  • Motherhood, housework, and who irons the clothes?

    There’s been a furor in the Mormon blogworld about the leader of Mormon women, President Beck, and her speech this weekend about Motherhood. She said such things as:

    “Mothers who know” are nurturers. This is their special assignment and role in the plan of happiness. To nurture means to cultivate, care for, and make grow. Therefore, mothers who know create a climate for spiritual and temporal growth in their homes. Another word for nurturing is homemaking. Homemaking includes cooking, washing clothes, and dishes and keeping an orderly home. Home is where women have the most power and influence. Therefore, Latter-day Saint women should be the best homemakers in the world.

    She adds: I have visited sacrament meetings in some of the poorest places on the earth, where mothers have dressed with great care in their Sunday best, despite walking for miles on dusty streets and using worn out public transportation. They bring daughters in clean and ironed dresses. Their sons where white shirts and ties and have missionary haircuts. [Cultural note: missionary haircuts are short ‘dos for men where the hair is above the ears and above their shirt collar. There is a cultural norm for boys/men to wear white shirts each Sunday for church and for girls/women to wear their best dresses. Mormon mothers who don’t enforce such dress rules for their children are sometimes maligned by church leaders…]

    Wow, this was hard for many women to hear. To equate mothering with housekeeping seems an antiquated notion anyways. I’m also sad to hear her say that women’s power and influence is limited to a domestic sphere. And to call on LDS women to be the best homemakers in the world seems a shallow goal in the midst of so many ways that LDS women could make an impact on the world.

    She said later in her speech:

    “Mothers who know” do less. They permit less of what will not bear good fruit eternally. They allow less media in their homes, less distraction, less activity that draws their children away from their home. Mothers who know are willing to live on less and consume less of the world’s goods in order to spend more time with their children, more time eating together, more time working together, more time reading together, more time laughing, talking, singing, and exemplifying.

    On this, I am on the same page with her in many respects. I think it is important for _everyone_ to carefully guard against too much busy-ness. It pains me that so many of us are too busy for relaxation, eating meals together, or for an evening stroll. Simplicity is an important goal, and perhaps our biggest challenge as 21st century Americans–especially those of us who live in urban and suburban regions of the country.

    As I read through Pres Beck’s talk I thought back on my own mother. She gave birth to 5 children in a seven year span of time. About midway through her childbearing years, our family moved out of state–hundreds of miles away from all extended family members–and she had to care for her own growing family while my Dad traveled extensively with his job, sometimes he was gone three weeks/month. She had a large home to care for (4 or 5 bedrooms) and we moved every 5 years or so. Mom was called to lead the regional LDS women’s organization that covered parts of three states–meaning that she was frequently on the road traveling to distant church branches and leading meetings. During all that time she kept her teaching credential active in each state where we lived, often taking night classes or taking re-certification exams. By the time her youngest child was in the upper-grades of elementary school, she worked full-time as a teacher and was earning her master’s degree.

    My Mom was an awesome mother in so many ways. Yes, she was busy. Yes, her health suffered at times from stress-related ailments. But she raised a great crew of kids. Um, and she wasn’t always the best homemaker. I don’t mean that as any kind of slight AT ALL. The house was rarely ‘messy.’ She had hearty meals on the table every night of the week. We had clean clothes to wear (sometimes even home-sewn clothes, because Mom is a great seamstress). But she hired a housecleaner to help fill in the gap. And later a gardener and a pool-cleaner, too. She taught us to do our own laundry as soon as we were in Jr High. We also made our own lunches and after school snacks and occasionally cooked dinner for the family.

    And probably the most important part of this story is that when my Dad died after a rather aggressive bout with cancer, Mom had a good job (two of them, actually, because she was a school administrator by day and a college professor by night at that point). She had taught us all great life skills, too–we can each sew, clean, cook, budget, etc. Though all of us kids are creative types of people that sometimes find writing a story more important than scrubbing the bathtub, I think we all turned out well (we’ve all been gainfully employed, three of us have graduate degrees, etc).

    I guess the upshot is, if Mom had stayed home and had only been a remarkable homemaker, well I don’t know that things would’ve turned out quite so well for her or for us. Of course everyone’s situation is different, which is why I’m dismayed to see a one-size-fits-all approach to motherhood that’s portrayed by Pres. Beck. IMO, parenthood has so little to do with how clean your house is and _everything_ to do with how you nurture, care, and respect for the children in your life, as well as making sure that you do all you can to teach them self-reliance and to provide for them financially.

  • costume

    Most likely, for Halloween I’ll be dressing as a pirate again this year.

    But here’s hoping that John’ll be wearing this costume:

  • queries

    In our Quaker Meeting, on the first Sunday of each month, the clerk reads the “Advice and Query” for the month to give us something to reflect on as a group. There is also extra time given to speaking about the queries after the regular time allotted to Meeting for Worship.

    This is the Advice & Queries that were read in our Meeting today and in other Meetings throughout the region encompassed by the Pacific Yearly Meeting:

    Personal Relationships

    Advice

    In daily relationships with others, both inside and outside the home, our lives as Friends speak immediately and lastingly. In these relationships, our faith may also be severely tested. We are called to respond to that of God in everyone: we are all children of God. Friends celebrate any union that is dedicated to mutual love and respect, regardless of the unique make-up of the family. We strive to create homes where the Spirit of the Divine resides at the center and where the individual genius of each member is respected and nurtured.

    Human sexuality is a divine gift, forming part of the complex union of body, mind and spirit that is our humanity. In a loving adult relationship in a context of mutual responsibility, sexuality brings delight, fulfillment and celebration.

    The presence of children carries a special blessing as well as responsibility. Children bring unique spiritual gifts — wonder, resiliency, playfulness and more. Recognize and honor the Divine Light within children and treat them with the dignity and respect that is due to all people. Listen to and learn from children; share with them those values and practices that are central to our own lives. Special care must be given to resolving problems between adults and children in a manner that gives equal weight to the feelings and needs of both children and adults. Tender parenting is one of the critically important peace vocations in our society.Make every effort to offer all parents the personal and institutional support that this challenging work requires.

    Take a strong stand against any form of abuse, whether that abuse is minor or severe, and whether it is emotional, physical or sexual in nature. The terrible impact of abuse on the most vulnerable members of our families creates lifelong suffering for its victims and is a major source of violence in our society. Perpetrators are themselves usually victims of similar violence and should be approached with compassion as well as firmness.

    Queries

    Do I make my home a place of friendliness, joy, and peace, where residents and visitors feel God’s presence?

    Are my sexual practices consistent with my spiritual beliefs and free of manipulation and exploitation?

    What barriers keep me from responding openly and lovingly to each person?

    Do we open our thoughts, beliefs, and deep understandings to our children and others who share our lives and our hospitality?

    Do we provide our children and young adults with a framework for active, ongoing participation in the Meeting?

    [Note: the latter two queries refer to the Meeting as a whole, whereas the others are meant to apply to each individual in the Meeting]

    I find that these queries offer a contrast between my experience as a Quaker and my experience as a Latter-day Saint. As a Mormon you are annually (or every other year) asked a list of questions in a one-on-one interview between you and your (male) bishop where you discuss your sexuality and any occasion of abuse within your family. As a Quaker you are offered the queries as a guide for personal reflection and you may share your thoughts with the group as you feel led to do so. Much could be said about the differences between the two systems, but I feel hesitant to comment much more on that right now.

    When I first heard this query (last month in October, I believe), my heart leapt when I heard the words “In a loving adult relationship in a context of mutual responsibility, sexuality brings delight, fulfillment and celebration.” Yes, my heart said. That is right. Delight. Fulfillment. Celebration. And I added in my mind: Joy.

  • what I’m doing today….

    -Recovering from a cold. feeling about 40% better than yesterday
    -Sleeping in a bit
    -Baking and packaging brownies for school carnival
    -shopping at Farmer’s Market & TJs. Biking home with about 40 lbs of food in my rear basket. Had to get a bit of a boost from CatGirl on the very last hill.
    -Washing a sinkfull of dishes (blech)
    -Laundry
    -Reading about Paris
    -Popping popcorn the old-fashioned way (on the stove), because it tastes so much better that way.
    -Thinking about the Amber Spyglass,which I finished reading last night
    -Pulling some weeds in the garden
    -Enoying GameBoy’s cello playing.
    -Listening to the oldies station on the radio
    -Snacking on chile mango slices (yum)

    What are you doing today?

  • linkity-link

    Because I use google reader, I rarely visit anyone’s blogsite anymore. The upside of this is that I can read your updated blogs much more efficiently than before. The downside is that I miss all of your sidebar content and design changes. I also recently realized just how outdated my own sidebar was.

    So this morning I’ve taken some time to update my links. I’ve added a bunch more of you to my “Friends” list and I’ve added a blogroll of “Daily Reads” so you can all see some of the blogs that I enjoy.

    However, because I am fairly sloppy and unscientific about creating my blogroll, I have undoubtedly missed a few of you in the process. So if you don’t see your site in my links, please don’t be hurt. It means that either I just inadvertently missed it or I thought you might not want to be blogrolled (esp some of you who post a lot about your kids, I wasn’t sure if you wanted your site advertised on my sidebar). Just drop me a line if you’d like to be added to my blogroll (phddillyATyahooDAWTcom)…

    Ok, so please forgive any oversights on my part, and enjoy the linkity-links! :)

  • what are we teaching our daughters?

    This vid is making the rounds of the blogworld right now, but if you haven’t seen it already, do take a moment.

  • just me

  • In plain sight


    yellow spider, originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl.

    I came across the wee little spider in this picture as I was snapping flower pics on the Alcott farm. He was so hard to see, as his color blended in perfectly with the yellow of the petals on the sunflower. But what a delight it was to capture his image on film. Charming!

    On another note, I keep thinking about this post from Liz. What does is mean to be a cancer survivor with so much enthusiasm for life who finds no one to dance with? And what about those moments when you realize that your body, your disease make you unappealing or untouchable? And what about the Gilroy test–the true test of love:

    “The Gilroy test is the one true metric of real love. So-named because my aunt once had a large orange cat who was the most beautiful cat in the world before he got kitty leukemia and started wasting away. I was kind of an oblivious twit when I was a teenager and must have made some unthinking remark because my aunt spent some time gently explaining to me that it’s very easy to think you love someone when they’re beautiful. But that the test of real love is whether you love them with the same intensity when they’re ugly.

    “Everyone gets ugly from time to time,” she told me, stroking Gilroy.

    This photo and Liz’s post evoke such a jumble of emotions for me, especially the connection between love and beauty. Can we only love what is beautiful? Or is true love the ability to see beauty in all things? I think the latter. My heart soars when I see how gorgeous my kids and my John and my flowers are. But they are beautiful to me because I already love them, not because they are inherently beautiful. Does that make sense?

    I think our recognition of beauty is more about being aware and in tune with our surroundings than it is with seeing what’s inherently visually appealing. An example: as I rode my bike home from the library in the dark last night, everything was beautiful to me–the sliver of moon in the sky, the taste and smell of the humid air, the taut feeling in my leg muscles as I pedaled home, and the joy of nearing the end of a well-spent day. In being completely there I felt so satisfied, so full of joy. That was beauty.

  • sublime

    Ok, I know I may be in the minority here, but really, can anything be more sublime than watching a vid of John Denver singing with a cute young Japanese guy (John Denver’s highwater pants and blow-dried ‘do notwithstanding)…