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Shannon Hayes: Radical Homemakers: Reclaiming Domesticity from a Consumer Culture
Esther Hicks: Sara, Book 1: Sara Learns the Secret about the Law of Attraction
Sandor Ellix Katz: Wild Fermentation: The Flavor, Nutrition, and Craft of Live-Culture Foods
Alison McKee: Homeschooling Our Children Unschooling Ourselves
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A warm welcome to our February sponsors, both new and old. There is some great talent here. Take a peek at their shops if you haven't done so already!
LuSa Organics - my own organic body care line
Life Without Plastic - glass and stainless products for your home
Rebourne - recycled and green handmade gear for mother and baby
WaldorfMama - knitting and Waldorf inspiration from a mama of my own heart
Sparkle Stories - Audio stories for children and families
Dental Essentials - supplements for a cavity free childhood
Tattler - Reusable BPA-free canning jar lids (the only ones I use anymore)
Green Pastures - high quality, sacred-food oils
Sarah's Silks - silk for imaginative play
Brambleberry Yarns - plant dyed yarns and fibers
If your company is interested in becoming a sponsor, please drop me a note! rachel@lusaorganics.com I would love to have you.
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I saw Lupine coming through the living room with tea cups for a celebration she was organizing in the other room. She was wearing a party dress and the sweater I made her this fall. The sweater!
And I realized that I haven't shared any recent knitting projects with you for ages. There has been a lot of casting off happening around here, including Lupine's birthday sweater. (Yes, from November.) I cast it off the evening before her birthday but never photographed it. Something about that hotel lighting...
And as with all the other finished-but-not-yet-shared projects, finding time to photograph them when both the clothing and the wearer are clean has been, um, challenging. Ahem.
The sweater pattern is Kina, and my project details are here. I knit the size 6-7 (she's a solid 5) because I couldn't make myself knit a size 4-5 (fear of smallness) so it's a bit big still, but I think she'll get at least a year or two out of it. The yarn was silky cotton, something I never knit with. So dreamy. (I normally knit with wool.)
I plan to share more of the completed projects in the coming weeks. There are many. (Oh, and if someone would call Pete and ask him to photograph my hat, cowl, and sweater that would be awesome. This bathroom mirror camera trick just ain't cutting it.)
And thank you to my mom who is responsible for Lupine's unusually clean hair. Hooray for Nanny. She insists of baths and improves my photographs.
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Like everything I write here, this is my own person story. My right answer. Several of you have asked for a bit more information on using our thoughts to create the life we want. So this post is in response to your emails, comments, and questions. If you don't dig the Law of Attraction business feel free to skip this post. We don't all love the same things, so I'm not concerned with convincing you that this is a good choice in your life. It's for those who've been asking.
Yesterday I posted this on my Facebook page:
"You will notice that those who speak most of prosperity, have it. Those who speak most of health, have it. Those who speak most of sickness, have it. Those who speak most of poverty, have it. It is Law. It can be no other way... The way you feel is your point of attraction, and so, the Law of Attraction is most understood when you see yourself as a magnet getting more and more of the way you feel. When you feel lonely, you attract more loneliness. When you feel poor, you attract more poverty. When you feel sick, you attract more sickness. When you feel unhappy, you attract more unhappiness. When you feel healthy and vital and alive and prosperous - you attract more of all of those things." ~Abraham-Hicks
And wow. That's pretty powerful, isn't it? You love it or hate it. Because depending on your vantage point you might interpret that as complete empowerment for the state of your future - or if it isn't resonant to you you might see it as blaming you for the uncomfortable place you now stand.
But blame isn't any part of the story at all. Because that involves the past. This is all about the future.
Being empowered with the ability to direct our own future is a great feeling. It takes away the idea that we are victims, it takes away our powerlessness, it puts us in control. And that feels amazing. For me it feels safe and comfortable. It has removed so much fear and uncertainty in my life. I know that things are unfolding perfectly. And when something negative is in my world I try to stay focused on where I am going and know that everything will fall into place. That negative always brings with it a lesson. Today? I have a nasty crimp in my neck. O U C H. But instead of feeling like it's random - just a neck crimp out of nowhere that I am a victim of - I'm aware that last week was hard, and I was in a big ugly funk, and today I'm focusing on what I do want so that I can manifest my way into a happy neck tomorrow. And even if I'm deluding myself, isn't focusing on happy thoughts good for me regardless of whether or not it spins magic in my world?
I was introduced to the Law of Attraction when Sage was a toddler. It was before his seizure, and was an incredible comfort for me during that time. I held my unwavering vision of Sage as well while he was in his coma, and knew fully that it would manifest. And of course, it did. There was no other option. Other extended family members were in a place of fear and worry when he was hospitalized. And I needed to not be around that energy. Because I couldn't entertain the what-if of that shadow. It would cloud my focus.
From my first experiences with the Law of Attraction and Abraham-Hicks I was hooked. Not every piece of it is resonant for me, but enough to joyfully employ it in my life. There are things I can't fit comfortably into this model (for example, getting my head around last year's earthquake, tsunami and meltdown or global issues like starvation, poverty, and domestic violence). I don't let that get in the way of me seeing how manifestation works in my own life, however. I apply it constantly. And I'm still thrilled and amazed by what comes to me as a result.
My Experiences
In truth, this is something I've practiced throughout my life. As a teenager I called it "using the force". I did it only occasionally because, well, it always worked when I did it. I was afraid if I did it too often I might fail and then lose faith in the magic of it. (Today I use it constantly. Because why wouldn't I?)
In my adult life and my childhood I have manifested tangible things within moments of sending out the desire. (You remember the cabbage glasses, right? And the desks?) The things/the stuff are easier to keep track of and more measurable. I've also manifested loads of intangibles, but they are more difficult to explain.
The lower my resistance the faster the manifestation of it. That's true for us all. But really, you can manifest anything in a moment if you don't have resistance to it. You need more examples? Okay...
Mousie Mouse
Once Sage played with a mouse puppet that he loved at a friend's house. I considered getting him one, but they are made in China so it's not something I was willing to buy new. We left the mouse at his friend's house and headed straight to the thrift store to drop off some old clothes we had in the trunk of our car. He asked to go inside. "Okay," I said. "And I'll see about finding you a mouse puppet like your friend's." We walked into the store, I glanced at the rack of stuffed animals, and there it was. A brand-new mouse puppet. In like eighteen seconds. The exact same one. (He still has it.)
The Minivan
Another day around the same time I was selling my soap at the farmer's market. The back of our old truck leaked water onto my tables and my set up was a mess. As the truck was also our farm truck at the time there was also some moldy chicken feed and feathers in the mix. I was disgusted/frustrated.
Wait, I thought. What am I manifesting? I stopped wiping off my tables and sat down in the truck to do a "manifestation workshop". What am I wanting? "I choose to have a minivan. With two sliding doors." (A voice in my head started to negate my vision. "You can't afford a minivan.") I countered the voice: "And it will cost... $1000." Yeah. That felt great! I got up and finished my set up, fulling expecting my new van to manifest. I went from grumping to beaming within minutes.
A half-hour later a friend visited my booth. "Did I tell you about my husband's new truck?" she asked. We chatted and I asked what vehicle they got rid of. "The minivan." I told her that I was just thinking about getting a van, and asked what they wanted for it. She called her husband and reported, "The dealer offered us $1000 to trade it in. It appraised at $4000 but he said if you want it for the trade in price you can have it." Needless to say, I bought the van. Within 1/2 hour I got exactly what I was focusing on.
Lost in Negative Thought
Even still, sometimes I get bogged down. Stuck. Negative. And there are exercises I do to keep myself on track. When we sold our last home I secretly wrote a check out to Pete and I and carried it in my wallet for several months. At our closing I pulled the dirty, crumpled check out and showed it to Pete for the first time. The date on the check was the same day we were sitting at our closing. And the dollar amount? Identical to what we were being paid that very day. Pete was speechless, and even I was delightfully surprised.
So what are you manifesting?
Three exercises below have served me during the past several years. All are from Abraham-Hicks.
I Want to See What I am Wanting.
This is as beautiful as it is simple. I do this every time I go to farmer's market (because I often see interpersonal or parenting dynamics there that trouble me) and at other times throughout my week. Before you start your day say, "I want to see what I am wanting" to yourself. Focus on seeing the good in the world. And you will. Again and again. You will see love and kindness and beauty all around you. You will see the things that you want in your life: an elderly couple holding hands, a mother talking kindly to her child, a car or a bike or a garden or piece of art that makes you smile.
Once as a stressed out college student I finished an exam and had a knot in my stomach. It was a trying week. I focused on seeing what I was wanting to see and literally the next door that I opened had a sign on it for a meditation class. That was free. And started in ten minutes. Yes, once you start looking for what you want to see it will show up. I promise.
Find Your Happy Place.
Every day take a few minutes to picture something that makes your heart sing. Sit in the quiet - perhaps before sleep or while your kids are quietly playing - and consciously picture something that feels good. I use to picture Sage standing on our coffee table at age two, dancing in his underwear. It cracked me up every time he did it and picturing it became a way I raised my vibration during an ordinary day. Today I picture myself in a big garden in a beautiful valley, planting seeds and harvesting veggies. The sun is sparkling off of the creek and the kids are playing in the water. Pete is building our house. It makes me feel amazing to picture this.
One practice I do often is simple visualizing what I want, without the negative speak or "realism" that we so often interject into our dreams. I picture it as I'd love it to be. I feel good in that space, and then I'm done. Do it often. Pepper little visualizations throughout your day.
Write it Down.
If you feel stuck on a particular issue, try this:
1. Take a piece of paper. Jot down at the top what you are wanting. For example, "I want to find my perfect home." Or "I want to love my body". Whatever it is. Write it in the positive - "I want to meet someone who is not mean to me" would be negative, "I want to meet someone sensitive and kind" would be positive. (Do you see the difference? It's all about the feeling.)
2. Beneath that title write down all the reasons you want it. I want to find my perfect home because I would love to cook in my own kitchen. I am excited to paint walls any color I choose. I want to raise my kids in a lovely space... etc. Write until you run out of reasons.
3. Flip the paper over and on the back write down all the reasons you believe it will come true. This helps reduce your resistance. It pushes the nay-sayers away. I will have my perfect house because I deserve it. Because there are many wonderful homes in my town just waiting for us. Because it is a buyer's market. Because things go my way. Because I know my kids will grow up in a safe neighborhood.
Every time you feel blocked by resistance do this process. And watch the magic unfold.
You don't have to believe that it works. I know it isn't resonant for everyone. And that's okay, too. Because really, it's up to you. We all don't have to dance to the same music. For me using these techniques makes feel like I have a say in my future. It doesn't involve blaming for what is not right - it involves knowing that I have power in seeing where I end up from here. And I like that. A lot.
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I did it. I conquered the bathroom cabinet. While it isn't perfect, I'm not going for perfect. I'm going for that full trash bag out the back door (expired things, broken things, and irrelevant thing - teething oil? My baby is five.) and a full box headed to the thrift store (you know, that extra humidifier, - we needed two because why? - jewelery and hair clip overload, random baskets and bins we don't use.) And the cabinet is now spare and ordered. I think I pulled it off.
It all started on Sunday afternoon when I found myself unexpectedly alone. Pete and the kids had wandered into the basement to playing with an electric guitar, keyboard, microphone, amp, and some pedals so there was little chance of them surfacing. I looked at my knitting. My tea cup. Maybe I'll just knit a few rows...
But then I remembered the check-in comments and emails you've sent in the past few days. Some of you were wondering if there were any simplification updates. And, um, there weren't.
Tragic as it is, last week's going-ons zapped my simplification steam and I didn't progress on purging for days.
So I put aside my knitting and dug in.
All the while I was telling myself that I could stop anytime and pick up my knitting. I could quit after one shelf if I wanted to, and then at least one shelf would be done. And that helped. Because this cabinet is a perpetual stress for me and a difficult space to tackle.
Check out the before and after above. Better? Yes indeed. (Why did we have 10 toothbrushes for four people, I ask myself?) And it feels so amazing to open those doors.
Just a couple of notes:
1) Yes, we brush our teeth with soap. We used my toothpaste recipe for ages but once, when we ran out, we just used our soap. And it was fine. Bubbly. Lovely even. And still is. In fact, I kind of love it. Yes, it's soap. Yes, it tastes soapy. But it's really not that big of a deal if you spit and rinse. It took the kids a few days to adjust but that was over six months ago and they haven't questioned it since. Currently (pictured above with the toothbrushes) we're using Purification, but we also love Sweet Soul Sister and Gitchigumee. And it keeps the swearing at bay for sure.
2) The train case is decopagued with Nikki McClure art. I am secretly in love with her. Or at least her art.
3) The little boats are from Nova Natural. Along with a basket of sea shells they make up or small collection of tub toys. They are delightful.
What simplification spaces have you triumphed in this week, or what's on the docket for the coming days?
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The kids work up and started their morning bickering. They do it most mornings, just a bit of grumpies while they wake up. It's never about anything of consequence: what flavor smoothie they want, who's hogging the heater, etc.
Today I wanted peace. Based on yesterday's post, I pulled out a wild card.
Me: "Hey kids, did you know that today is a holiday? It's called The Nicest Day!"
Sage (skeptical): "I don't know..."
Me: "Really. It's a special day where you're nice as can be to everyone."
Sage: "I think you're telling tall tales, mama..."
Me: "Well what if it's real? How fun would that be?"
We'll see how this goes. Cross your fingers.
Edited five minutes later: it backfired for a minute, but now I think they're on board. Sage is helping Lupine get dressed and they're both being rather sun-shiney. We might have this holiday everyday...
Edited again, two minutes after that: I just got a shoulder rub. And Lupine is putting away her pajamas. Amazing...
Edited an hour later: Not sure this is going to work. Much bickering has resumed. We'll keep trying...
Edited 10 minutes later: Okay. Back on track. Rhyming about "underwear" together while folding laundry. Hope is still alive. Will it stick? We shall see.
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Sometimes we all have "one of those days". You know, where everything is in a jumble and nothing is going right and all you want is to cry, yell, or go back to bed. (Or, perhaps, all three. At the same time.)
Yeah, I have those too. Like yesterday for example. (Our rhythm was fine, the day was just off for other reasons.)
I suspect we all have them from time to time. Sometimes the angst and drama around us is real and tangible, and sometimes we are suffering from our thoughts alone - the magical power of worry and "what if". (The latter is more frequent around here.) But still, it feels pretty lousy doesn't it?
And then I thought, hm. There are oodles of you visiting here everyday. And we all feel like that from time to time. So let's do an experiment. Together. (Yes, even you quiet ones. I know you're out there.)
Are you ready? Here goes.
Say something nice.
That's it. Pretty simple, right? But it'll be magical. I'd love you to leave it here in the comments on this post. Or you can say it to your partner when they come home tonight. Say it to the man who speaks kindly to your child. Or that mama struggling with a cranky toddler at the grocery. Type it, write it down, or say it outloud to yourself. Say it for you, for me, for your father, or for the world.
Becuase we all need to remember what is good in the world (or in our partner, or in ourselves, or in eachother) from time to time.
So bring it on.
Say something nice. I think it would do us all some good.
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The bluest sky possible is overhead and every branch is cloaked in ice. In the wind the branches crackle and tiny icicles rain down around us. It is so magical. I look up, lost in the texture of the snow around me and see that my kids are doing the same. We're all just sitting there in silence, absorbing it all.
These days I feel such deep appreciation for homeschooling my kids. We get to learn together and play together out in the beauty and then come home and warm up with tea and cocoa around the table together. Everyday. Together. I am so grateful.
Yesterday I set the intention to restart our weekly and daily rhythm. And for me, the first day of a new rhythm is always the best. It was seamless. (Well, if I hadn't chosen the craft myself for the kids - which one loved and which brought the other one to tears - it would have been seamless, but that's another story.)
But the rhythm. The rhythm was perfect.
I think we all thrive with rhythm. Sage has stopped pushing against chores since they became just a normal part of our week. It's just what we do. And since shutting off the computer for 90% of my day I'm hitting my rhythm too. When to work, when to be with my family. I feel more rooted, more present, and more aware of the joy that is my everyday. Because really, my kids are awesome. But when my computer is on I sometimes forget that. But they are. Freaking awesome. And I get to hang out with them all the time. Seriously. How good can it get?
Our daily rhythm is broken into an early block, a morning block, an mid-day block, and an evening block. We made time to play outside together, to walk the puppy, to read, to clean, to do chores, to craft, and to restart our chapter and tea tradition. And at bedtime last night the house was clean. (This is one of the biggest shifts of honoring rhythm.)
In case you are curious, here is how our days will shake out. The times are loose and flexible, but those times are an accurate estimate of the times we transition from one phase to another.
Daily Rhythm
Early Block (6-9)
Morning Block (9-12)
Mid-Day Block (12-4:30)
Evening Block (5-8)
The "lessons" above are free-form. As unschoolers we don't follow a curriculum, but Sage has academic interests that I need to make time for and Lupine is obsessed with addition, numbers in general, and learning letters. It gives me time to stop washing dishes or folding laundry and ask them what they're curious about. While these "lessons" are a part of the flow of our whole day, I now have additional time to focus on them.
And now it's time for me to get back into our rhythm. Because life is calling.
Love,
Rachel
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Last week I found my efforts at staying off the computer during the day thwarted by the breastmilk brigade efforts. Dozens of emails every day and constant checking on who-was-dropping-milk-by-when kept my eyes glued to the screen from dawn until dark. Though I felt wonderful for what we were working on, after crawling into bed at night I felt depleted by all that screen time.
And then the traffic that the blog has seen in light of the two posts on mothers milk/bottles has me sucked in too. I am uber sensitive and after airing my shadows about judgement I was fixed on the screen waiting for someone to scold me. You were all - without exception - kind and saw my words for what they were. Thank you for that. We've started an amazing conversation in the comments on that post.
It was a busy week, and there was little time for the things that usually sweeten my days, but I am satisfied. Baby is fed, mother is home, and life is beginning to come back to a new normal for my friend and her family. And the flow of milk (so to speak) is hitting a less manic tempo allowing me to put it out of my mind now that there is a stash in the freezer to get them through the slow days.
With all the distractions that last week brought our rhythm eroded to the point where I'm not sure how to restart it. I think a clean sheet of paper and good intentions are in order and I'll start from scratch. Sage has been asking to learn to spell and write in cursive and to do chemistry experiments. I need to pick up some curriculum and supplies and get back into homeschooling mode.
I stopped simplifying for the week, except that we had a house showing scheduled on Saturday in the midst of the milky drama. Pete stepped up and did the most amazing organization of our (formerly cluttered) basement. While he didn't purge (that seems to be my department: acquisitions and rejections) the layout is so open and orderly my work is cut in half for moving things out. Such gratitude for the two nights he spent working there.
In light of all the purging we've done in weeks past, I do wonder if less clutter is at the heart of our finding what we think is our farm and being ready to put our house up for sale. I told Pete that I thought we found our land because I cast off two stagnant knitting projects. I was only half joking. Because if everything has chi, we're cleaning up our energy in a big way and making space for what we want.
In other news, my company LuSa Organics was given with a nice award that I never shared with anyone. We were honored as "Champions" in body care safety and transparency by the Campaign for Safe Cosmetics. Only a few hundred companies world wide received this honor world-wide. We're pleased.
Wow. That post was all over the map. Thanks for sticking with me.
Wishing you a blessed day.
Love,
Rachel
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This post is for those living in or moving to Viroqua and looking for a fabulous house in town. Our home is for sale and awaiting a new family! If you're looking, read on...
Beautiful ranch home for sale in Viroqua, WI on a quiet street. Approximately 1750 square feet (all on one level) plus a large dry basement, two car garage, and fenced yard.
Fenced backyard includes plenty of room to romp, a cedar playhouse, wood-fired hot tub, stone fire pit, organic garden, older deck, and perennials including asparagus and raspberries.
Two blocks from Pleasant Ridge Waldorf School on a quiet, out-of-the-way street.
Asking $147,000. For more information contact Rachel and Pete Wolf email: delight@lusaorganics.com phone: 608-637-3926 address: 545 Hillcrest St., Viroqua.
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