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ESPRIT DE SHE: Newbie to Duathlon Training

Meet Christy Rice, Experience Life’s long-time project manager and most recent circulation coordinate. She’s training for her first duathlon and is starting with the Espirt de She in August 2013! Check back regularly for updates on her training progress.

I decided a couple of months ago that I was going to do my first duathlon this year. I really enjoy running and biking, so why not marry the two together?

The race is an Esprit de She event in early August. I’m already a few weeks behind with my training since our weather in Minnesota has been really uncooperative (dreary, cold and rainy). I’ve been doing my usual running, and I’ve been doing my usual studio cycle classes at Life Time, but I’ve never combined the two together.

So, the perfect day finally came for my inaugural run/bike/run! Sunny, high 60’s, a bit windy, but brilliant for a long training regimen! I looked at my duathlon training schedule and decided I should run 3 miles, bike 1 hour, run 2 miles. A lofty goal, I know, but I am behind with training so I figured I should try something fairly big to see how I would fair.

The first 3 or so mile run was great! I felt really good and I was enjoying the sun that we’ve missed dearly here in Minnesota.

The bike portion of the training was a bit challenging. I live on the outskirts of town and have beautiful country roads to bike on, but there is nothing to break the wind. The first half hour of the bike was ok, but then the second half hour hit. I really had to push myself to keep my speed up. Going up hill into the wind is a lot different than sitting on a bike in a studio pedaling away. It was challenging and I kept wondering how on earth I was going to complete the next run portion of this little training experiment.

When I arrived back home from the bike I quickly changed into my running shoes and started to, well, move in a forward motion. Was it running? What was it? It felt so strange and foreign.  My legs were so heavy and it felt like I had been horseback riding all day. I felt like this little darling:

How I felt running after an hour bike ride

Above: How I felt running after an hour bike ride

But, I kept moving and kept thinking “This has got to feel better soon. Doesn’t it?”

At about the 1.25 mile mark my legs were worse! It was as though I was running in water…or trying to run in a dream (you know the feeling of trying to flee and your legs won’t go fast?). But, I kept going with this awkward, forward moving stride thing.

(I know…you’re so inspired to do a duathlon now, aren’t ya? Keep reading…)

My mind was daunted for the entire run by knowing what was at the final stretch of the run. My home happens to be on top of hill (which makes for an easy warm up on the way out, but a challenging final stretch).

I still needed to complete about .25 miles by the time I reached the first leg of the hill home. If I turned right at the top of the first leg of the hill, I would be closer to home but have a longer, steeper climb to the finish. If I stayed straight the hill flattens, but I would need to circle around the block, which would add on distance. Decision time!

I decided to stay straight because I did not want to attempt running up the second leg of the hill. My legs were still mush and I had already been doing this crazy experiment for 1 hr and 50 minutes.

But, the strangest, most wonderful thing happened when I got to the top of the first leg of the hill. I had a huge surge of energy and my legs and body felt normal running! It was great! I thought “All right! I can do this! I can get this last .25 miles done!”

It took me about 2 hours to complete this training experiment (3.25 mile run, 1 hr ride, 2 mile run). It was challenging physically, but mostly mentally. Trying to push through those moments that I wanted to bail, and over coming the frustration of running with heavy, awkward legs were really hard. It would have been pretty easy to say forget it and head back home for a dish of ice cream, but I knew I’d regret not finishing my trial attempt at the duathlon training.

I’m looking forward to my next combined run/bike/run training, as I know it should be easier since my body has experienced this process now.  Plus, I just found out that the duathlon I’ll be doing is run 2 miles/bike 10 miles/run 2 miles, which, I think, is considered a sprint duathlon. I was working off a regular duathlon training program which is geared towards longer distances (run 10K/bike 20K/run 10K, or run 5K/bike 30K/run 5K)…oops! So the shorter distances and new, shorter distance training plan will be very welcome for this duathlon newbie!

 

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My Vision (Board) for the Future

I’ve been meaning to make a vision board for years. Pilar’s been on me since last fall to put one together. And I have this deep-seated, although unfounded, belief that big things are going to happen for (or maybe, to) me in 2013. There’s just one problem.

I hate arts and crafts.

I’ve tried, I swear I have. More than once I’ve gathered a pile of old magazine, scissors, poster board and glue sticks, and spread out on the living room floor, ready to set my destiny. I’ve even gotten as far as ripping a few pages out of the magazines. But eventually, I get distracted by my dog or frustrated because I’m not cutting perfectly straight lines, and I move on to something else. Being crafty is not my thing (unless it’s possibly in a sneaky way) and not even a strong desire to set my life goals can overcome that.

Playing with technology, on the other hand, is a completely different story.

Last week, my coworker, Courtney, was sharing her experience about a vision board app that she had recently tried on her iPhone. She prompted me to remember that several years ago I had come across some vision-board software on Oprah.com. I knew that I had played around with it for a while and I had saved at least the start of a board, but I wasn’t even sure that the program still existed.

The next day I decided to check the site out and there it was (now, with more pictures added, above), my unfinished board from years gone by. Not surprisingly, the few images that were there still accurately reflected what I’m looking for out of life — I’m nothing if not consistent.

The program is pretty easy to use. You can find it at www.oprah.com/packages/o-dream-board.html, along with a slew of articles on how to determine your passions, set your goals and create your vision board. I believe that you can create a board right away, but you will have to sign up for an account in the Oprah community to be able to save it.

After you create a new board, you can add the images and words that best represent your goals. There is a pretty large selection of pictures and words on the site that you can use, and the program lets you write out other words and phrases of your choosing. You can also upload your own pictures from your computer.

Once you’ve finished, you can print the board on paper, or save it to your computer as a jpeg file. Et voila — your own vision board! I’ve printed out several copies that I’ve put up in my cubicle at work and several places in my house, and I’ve made the board the wallpaper for both my personal and work computers.

I still want to do some more work on the board over time. And, this is only the first step in a long list toward setting and achieving my goals. Still, it was a fun way to spend a winter weekend.

Do you have a vision board? I’m hoping to put together a slideshow of Experience Life team members’ boards, and if you’d like to send me a picture of yours (email me at jstone2@experiencelife.com), I’d love to add it to the mix. And, if you’re like me and you have never gotten around to making one for yourself, check out the program at Oprah.com and see if it’s for you.

Happy visioning!

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Inspired to Make Mistakes

In addition to working full-time as the digital initiatives manager for Experience Life, I also teach one or two prenatal yoga classes per week at Blooma, a prenatal yoga studio here in the Twin Cities (my next blog post will be about why I got into this, so stay tuned!). As I was preparing for my usual Wednesday evening class last week, I went in search of an inspiring passage about the New Year to read during savasana, or final resting pose. Upon googling “New Year, inspiring quotes,” thousands of results were returned. It only took a few quick clicks and page scans, though, for me to find this one by author Neil Gaiman:

I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.

Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re Doing Something.

So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before. Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good enough, or it isn’t perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.

Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it.

Make your mistakes, next year and forever.

Sometimes I get so caught up in trying to make everything perfect (at work, at home, in my creative pursuits), that I freeze when they’re not just so. I hold back instead of pushing forward, instead of allowing myself to fail — to make mistakes.

So inspired by the passage above, I’m dedicating 2013 to taking more chances and putting myself out there in ways that are uncomfortable, challenging — even scary. This year, I’m going to make mistakes, learn from them and grow.

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Completely unrelated to rest of my post above, here’s a picture of a delicious lunch I made myself at the office earlier this week — one that fellow editor Anjula Razdan said I had to share here. I found the recipe for the “Avocado Chicken Salad” on Pinterest, and let me tell you, it did not disappoint. The green salad, hummus and lentil crackers were team leftovers. YUM!

Avocado Chicken Salad with green, hummus and lentil crackers

For the avocado chicken salad recipe, visit BecomingBetty.Blogspot.com.

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A Few of My Favorite Things

One of my favorite movie scenes is when the viewer gets taken on a journey of Amelie’s likes. My favorite is that Amelie likes the sound of crème brulee cracking!

In the spirit of Amelie and in celebration of 2012, I thought I’d look back at my favorite things of 2012. One amazing thing I found is that it was very hard to limit it to only 12!

At the beginning of 2012, I resolved to be more creative. I couldn’t do, see or be involved in enough creativity this year. I read books on the subject, I “instagrammed,” I made prints, I made necklaces, I talked about “what being creative” means with friends, I took in art shows, performance art and shared my poems with more people than ever.

I rode my bike more in 2012 than ever before and loved every second of it. Thanks to ­­­Sir Walter (my trusty vintage touring Raleigh 12 speed) for all the great trips. Shout out to friends who pedaled to places far and near with me. Hope we pedal together again in 2013!

The sound of music permeated my ears this year. I took in 45 concerts with my concert-crew (you know who you are!) in 2012 and they were mostly all wonderful. Glen Hansard and St. Vincent – both at First Avenue, THE best concert venue in the U.S. – stand out in my mind at the moment so I’m listing them as my two favorites.

More music to my ears was being reunited with my vinyl record collection. I pulled it out of a storage unit in Salt Lake City and my friends helped me spin the dust off in fine form for my 40th birthday vinyl party. We had some great five-song playlists and danced the night away in my pal Karen’s garage with disco lights and all!

Speaking of 40th birthday parties, turning 40 definitely makes the list. I believe I understand the phrase “getting better with age” now. I don’t know what it was about turning 40, but I finally feel like I know, accept and like myself for the first time. I care a lot less about what other people think or who they want me to be. Or, maybe I have a better ability to establish healthy boundaries. Whatever happened a few months ago, I’m grateful for the wisdom, inner peace and sense of “home” within that I finally feel I have.

Getting into the swing of working out with kettlebells was an unexpected pleasure this year. If you want a fun and efficient cardio and strength workout, learn how to use a kettlebell. I’m living proof that you’ll get fit fast.

I had fun working out outside with my State of Minnesota parks pass. Who knew a sticker could be so fun!? I was given the parks pass as a gift and was it a great one! It was the impetus for more than usual outside time and led to some camping, hiking, biking, snowshoeing, swimming and even stargazing. I discovered several parks very close to my house that I didn’t even know about! 

I learned to drink up with green tea. This year I did a detox diet and one of my favorite drinks, coffee, was forbidden while on the diet. Green tea was allowed and I learned that it is a tasty drink – whether served iced or as a tasty latte mixed with almond milk. Even my friends at Peace Coffee know how to whip up a tasty variation.

Speaking of tasty variations, Mojo Monkey Donuts, an independently-owned, St. Paul (donut) hole-in-the-wall has my vote for best donuts ever. Just because I work at a health magazine doesn’t mean I don’t like a little sugar and fat every now and then!

I began practicing daily meditation again after about a twelve year break. It has helped me be more aware of my thoughts and feelings and become much less reactive. Having the support of other meditators via my weekly trips to a local meditation center helped me stick to my daily sessions. Plus, I’ve gotten to meet a lot of really awesome people!

This was the year that I made a conscious effort to embrace my job as the Community Engagement Specialist for Experience Life magazine. I stopped looking at it as simply “I tweet stuff” and began understanding just how important the job of engaging our online and offline communities really is. I found myself thinking and saying “I can’t believe I get paid to do this” on more than one occasion. I’m truly grateful for this opportunity.

By far my favorite things of 2012 were the adventures I had with family and friends. There’s no way to list them all, but much love and thanks to all of you who took time to hang out with me in 2012 – whether for five minutes or five weeks. I appreciate all the shared hugs, laughs and tears!

What were YOUR favorite things in 2012?

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Reimagining Creativity

Creativity requires the courage to let go of certainties. ― Erich Fromm

I spend a lot of time (some people would argue way too much time) thinking about “the meaning of life” and for me the idea of “creating” is a big part of it.

I’m not typically a goal-oriented person, so I don’t normally make New Year’s resolutions. But, I thought 2012 would be a good time to try something new and make one and challenge the assumption that I’m not a goal-oriented person. It was also a good way to stay focused on getting in touch with understanding the meaning and importance of creativity in my life. So I resolved to “Be More Creative.”

In order to do that, I had to figure out what that meant. I used to think “creativity” was having a piece of art or some other item you could see, touch or smell after you performed some creative act. Sure that can be part of it, but now I define “creativity” as an every day act. Think about it. We are creating things every minute.

Part of my creativity-defining journey included reading what others thought about creativity. My favorite books on the topic are How Music Works by David Byrne, The Creative Habit by Twyla Tharp and Just Kids by Patti Smith.

I also participated in this fun project called, “30 Days of Creativity“. The challenge was to literally spend time intentionally creating something every day for 30 days. You can check out some of my projects on my Tumblr page, where I still share many of the things that I create.

A picture of the first page of my journal from January 3, 2012.

I did a lot of writing about creativity as well. I went back through my journal and organized my list of things I wanted to create more of at the beginning of 2012.

 Goal: “Be More Creative”

What does that mean? Making things, sharing things, opening up to people, accepting myself, accepting change. Remember you create your own experience!

Things I want to create:

  • More friendships/deeper friendships
  • More vulnerability
  • More positive work environment
  • More kindness
  • More imagining/dreaming
  • More curiosity
  • More possibilities
  • More authenticity
  • More empathy
  • More poetry
  • More art
  • More music
  • More hikes
  • More laughter
  • More fun
  • More volunteering/time spent helping others
  • More love
  • More hugs
  • More bike rides
  • More adventure
  • More travel
  • More gardening
  • More peace of mind
  • More presence
  • More physical strength
  • More effective communication
  • More reading
  • More writing

What I realized after writing the list and spending a year working with intention on incorporating more of each into my life is that I had all of these things already. What I really needed to do was to redefine my stale definition of “creativity,” find a way to keep appreciating all the things I already have as well as the people that help me create them by encouraging me to make more prints, write more poems or by giving me a hug, sharing their own stories or taking a bike ride with me.

That being said, there’s something glaring missing from my list. Do you know what it is?

More gratitude.

Many thanks to all the people in my life who spent time with me this year. You each help me create this wonderful, challenging adventure we’re on. Can’t wait to see what we create together in 2013!

Heidi Wachter is the Community Engagement Specialist for Experience Life. 

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Brené Brown on Being Vulnerable

As Heidi mentioned briefly in her last post, I’m in the middle of a Brené Brown reading frenzy. To be honest, it’s more of an obsession with her and her writing. As soon as I finish reading The Gifts of Imperfection for the second time, I’m off to read her first book,  I Thought it Was Just Me (but it Wasn’t)and then her new book, Daring Greatly. And I’m really excited to see her speak at the University of Minnesota next month, too. (I promise not to be too stalker-ish.)

In the meantime, last week I came across this interview with Brown and Jonathan Fields, author of Uncertainty. This isn’t the first time that Brown has shared her thoughts about vulnerability on video — her 2010 TED Talk was the first time I learned of her work. Oddly, although I was impressed with her talk, it didn’t make a lasting impression. Apparently that’s changed.

Anyway, I really enjoyed this video, and I hope you do, too.

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No-Identity Crisis

“The truth you believe and cling to makes you unavailable to hear anything new.” — Pema Chödrön 

Recently, I attended a great reading of the new book The Forever Marriage by Ann Bauer. During the Q & A, she encouraged anyone who felt stuck or curious about something they were writing to stop and write about it.

What a great gift this piece of advice has been. I journal just about daily and often my poems come out of those bits and pieces hashed together. But seldom do I go back when I’m stuck in a poem and reread it with an eye toward writing about it.

My past few writing sessions (you’re reading one of them now) have been devoted to exploring the recent poems I’ve worked on in order to find out what is going on.

I already knew that the recent loss of several different relationships had sent me inward to investigate “what went wrong.” When things I do or say hurt people, I always want to know, so that I can understand their feelings, apologize and sleuth out the unconscious patterns that I have that likely led to my doing what I did or saying what I said. I call it “putting it through my internal channels.” Not that I always come up with a definitive answer, but I usually figure out that in some way it was caused by fear.

Fear of loss, for example, is a big deal to me, as it is to most of us. I’d say it’s a pretty universal thing to be afraid of. As I’ve been writing my side of the story of what happened during recent events, I’ve noticed the strong threads they have to past events.

I’ve been working to let go of my past since I made a conscious decision to do so at 25. Now at almost 40, I’m still struggling. My search led me back to a conversation from some months ago with my friend Jane. She was telling me about the work of Eckhart Tolle — specifically his book, A New Earth. I went to my local bookshop, but they didn’t have that title. Instead, I chose his book The Power of Now.

I don’t believe in coincidence. I believe that we attract people and events (and even books) to our lives that we need. I definitely needed this book. Sure a lot of it is information I already knew, but I didn’t really see or feel it.

One of the key takeaways from the book for me is that time is a delusion of our minds and an attempt to avoid whatever is happening in the present moment. Tolle writes: “to be identified with your mind is to be trapped in time; the compulsion to live almost exclusively through memory and anticipation. This creates an endless preoccupation with past and future and an unwillingness to honor and acknowledge the present moment and allow it to be. The compulsion arises because the past gives you an identity and the future holds the promise of salvation, of fulfillment in whatever form. Both are illusions.”

The part about the past and the future shaping our identities is the part that I realize I’m working through. I’d say that I’m having a no-identity crisis.

In reviewing my work, I realize I’m writing about the loss of self. And, I don’t mean loss in a negative context. Loss itself is a false concept. As Pema Chödrön says, things come together and things fall apart. We want to get to a state of “nothing to hold on to” in order to be free of the fear of loss and the pain that causes.

It is necessary then, to lose my ego. Letting it run the show is definitely the thing that causes me pain and has caused pain to others. Chödrön writes in her wonderful book The Places That Scare You that “the fixed idea that we have about ourselves as solid and separate from each other is painfully limiting. It is possible to move through the drama of our lives without believing so earnestly in the character that we play. That we take ourselves so seriously, that we are so absurdly important in our own minds is a problem for us.” She also reminds us “self-importance hurts us, limiting us to the narrow world of our likes and dislikes. We end up bored to death with ourselves and our world. We end up never satisfied.”

Egolessness is not about not having a personality, it’s about having flexibility and curiosity. Chödrön stresses that it’s about cultivating the capacity to “relax with not knowing, not figuring everything out, with not being at all sure about who we are – or who anyone else is either.” It’s about not having fear of not having resolution. It’s about understanding that there is no resolution. Think about that for a minute. It blows my mind.

So, that’s where I’m at these days. I’m poking holes in my own identity. I feel broken open in a way that I’ve never experienced before. It’s really, really scary to challenge my very important version of the story, question my belief systems and challenge my assumptions.

One simple way of saying it and wrapping this up is to say that I’m challenging my assumption about losses. The people that have come and gone from life recently (and previously) are dearly loved and missed, but I didn’t really lose them because I never had them in the first place. I’m trying to really grasp that change is constant. I may talk to these people again, or I may not. The important thing is to focus on what is.

I’ve no idea what’s going to happen. All I can do is try to move away from the madness of time and focus on right now. I can choose to drop the story lines I make up about people and events to make myself feel bad or good, learn to recognize and stop my emotional chain reactions and just sit with the energy of each moment and cultivate compassion.

So, here’s to waiting and living in the present moment. Here’s to letting go. More important, here’s to understanding that letting go isn’t about loss. It’s about coming to terms with the idea that letting go and moving on isn’t about leaving a wake. It’s about leaving awake.

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6 Simple Things That Make My Life Better

1. Library — For about six years, I forgot the library existed. Then one day, several years ago, I drove by the library and thought, “Whoa! I can get books there for free.” I’ve been doing that ever since. It’s awesome.

2. Books on tape — For about 20 years, I forgot that you could listen to a book as well as read it on the page. Then about nine months ago I was taking a car trip and thought, “How am I going to pass the time?” Then I thought, “A book on CD!” I checked out a couple murder mysteries (from the library, of course) and it transformed a drive that’s usually a long slog into a suspense-filled pleasure. Now I download books onto my phone and listen all the time: when I walk the dogs, when I do the dishes, when I lay on the sofa staring at the ceiling. It’s awesome.

3. Homemade chai — For about ever, I’ve been a tea drinker, and while I liked the chai I could order in coffeeshops or buy in tetra packs in the grocery store, they were always too sweet for my taste. (I also dislike store-bought boxed chais, which always taste too flat and uninteresting.) Then one day I thought, “Gosh, I bet I can make this at home from scratch.” And I did. And it was awesome. Here’s the loose (adjust any/all ingredients for taste/strength of tea, etc.) recipe I follow:

  • 10-cups water
  • ½ cup black tea
  • 3 cinnamon sticks
  • 15 green cardamom pods, lightly crushed
  • 15 whole cloves
  • about ½- inch grated ginger root
  • about ¼ teaspoon crushed coriander
  • about ¼ teaspoon crushed cumin
  • about ¼ teaspoon whole black peppercorns
  • a smidge of ground nutmeg

(For the “crushed” ingredients, I use a mortar and pestle to coarsely crush the whole pod or seed, but you could just buy them already ground, if you wish)

Then I toss it all in a big pot, boil for 20 minutes, strain out the spices, and drink. Sometimes I add a little honey, but most of the time I just drink it straight with a dash of turmeric and extra black pepper.

4. Old-fashioned reading — Yep, I could read all my news on the computer, or on the iPad, or on my phone. But when the weekend rolls around, I like my news and articles the old-fashioned way: on paper. It feels slower, easier, more absorbable. Plus, my eyes get a break from all the pixels.

5. Piano lessons — I’m never going to be Chopin, but its fun. And it makes me feel smarter.

6. Dogs — Because they like to cuddle and take long walks. Also, they can double as your piano teacher.

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Share and Share Alike

“How can I stand before you in silent symbols with open palms?” ― Cameron Conaway, Caged: Memoirs of a Cage-Fighting Poet

One of the things I love about my job is having the space and encouragement to write the occasional blog post. At Experience Life, we often share our personal, real-life experiences (which often inform article ideas) to help our readers create and live their most satisfying lives. That involves being willing to explore some dark places so you can be more aware and conscious in your every day life.

I’ve never shied away from exploring my “dark” spaces. Last month, I sorted through boxes in my storage unit in Utah trying to decide what to keep and what to get rid of after a year. It was literally a “dark” place as the light bulb above my unit was burned out. As is often the case when you dig through the past, I unearthed some pleasant and not-so-pleasant memories.

For example, I found a photograph of the step-cousin that sexually abused me. I felt many things at that moment. Sadness for the loss of innocence experienced by my eight-year-old self. Pride, that at 39, I finally feel I can remember that experience without reliving it.

Later in a different box, I found a poem I had written about a time he had abused me on Thanksgiving. I finally realized why it is not one of my favorite holidays. But, this year, I intend to reclaim it as a time of sharing food, thanks and love with my family and friends.

I found other poems in the box as well. I’ve been carrying them with me over the past few weeks along with some new ones I’ve written. I keep reading them and seeing a timeline of my life laid out in the carefully chosen words on each page. A capsule of me then and now. Sometimes it seems like so much and so little has changed.

Last weekend, I sat on a bed in a room in a cute little bed and breakfast in Embarrass, MN with my fantastic girlfriend reviewing the poems:

“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Reading some poems I’ve written. I feel ready to do something with them,” I responded.
She nodded a silent affirmation.
“I’d like it if you’d read them some time. I like them, but they never seem good enough,” I said.
Are you sure that’s true or are you just being hard on yourself?” she asked.
“It’s hard for me to tell the difference sometimes,” I answered.

She then offered some poignant advice. Share them with a lot of people from all walks of life and ask them to give you their thoughts. Of course, she’s right. That’s exactly why I’ve been carrying them around with me for the past few weeks.

I realize I shouldn’t be afraid to share this group of poems, because I’ve been sharing poems for years. But, I didn’t fully realize just how often I’ve done so until recently. Poems are the way that I share things best. They’re my no-holds-barred innermost thoughts and feelings. They are the space where I work things out. They are where I allow myself to be “not fine.”

Within the past year, I’ve gotten several poems back from my friend Jane that I gave her over the years. And, a few months back, my friend Vince sent me several poetry books I had made over a decade ago that he held on to. I didn’t have copies of them anymore. I still remember the day I got them in the mail. The kindness he extended to me by sending them back made me cry.

I put the books aside for a few weeks. I was waiting until I felt the time was right to delve into them again. One day, I was feeling really sad and alone and couldn’t pinpoint why. It was nearing midnight. I couldn’t sleep.

I pulled one of the books off of my nightstand and opened it randomly. It was a poem I had written the day that my mom died. I read it and felt the same feelings of loss, abandonment, guilt and sadness I felt the day I wrote it. But, I felt them differently. Then, I realized that it was October 23rd, 2011: 14 years to the date that my mother passed away.

I didn’t know what to do, but I remembered the promise I had made to myself a few months earlier: to do things differently than I had been. So, I took a picture of the poem and posted it on Facebook.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In about two minutes, I had several supportive comments on the poem, many thanks for sharing as well as reminders about how much I was loved. My sharing allowed me to feel how many wonderful people I have in my life. And, my act of sharing helped me realize that  I’m not the eight-year-old scared and suffering in silence anymore or  the 25-year-old searching to understand the meaning of life and death.

It’s true that people respect it when you have the courage to share. Maybe they even get inspired to share something about themselves with you. Even though I struggle with doing so, I vow to do more sharing in 2012 and beyond. It can be scary, but once you give voice to something beyond fear, you get somewhere amazing.

Here’s to sharing!

Life
is a triumphant
sunset
sinking West
shamelessly
bathing the day’s
loose ends
in spectacular
ribbons of light.

Putting us on notice
that nothing lasts
forever
and that if we grasp
fear
too tightly
all we’re left with
are threads.

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In Search of Snow

This has been the winter that wasn’t, which has made it tough for Nordic ski training and racing. We haven’t had enough snow to open any of our local ski areas except the man-made ones. I’ve been skiing around in circles at our 2.5k loop with hundreds of high school kids having meets and masters skiers training for races that may not happen. It’s so monotonous that sometimes I just have to pack up and leave. I can’t go on!, I exclaim to myself. That, unfortunately, does not make for having the kind of fitness required for racing, which will indeed become a painful reality when the Birkie arrives in a couple of weeks and I’m skate-skiing up the hills of northern Wisconsin.

I did experience real snow when I went downhill skiing in Montana in December, which is certainly a lot easier than the uphill skiing of cross-country. A good friend and I, after not skiing together for 35 years, took a “mancation” and left the families at home in search of a little adventure.

We skied hard for four days, closing the mountain each day after about 15 runs of nonstop fun. Our two best days were powder days, and we couldn’t get enough of gliding through the light stuff, run after run, sometimes with no one else on the slope. It was a far cry from the fake snow I’d left at home and would return to. I had to enjoy the swirling white stuff while I could.

After the skiing part of our trip, we spent a couple of days exploring Yellowstone in winter — a tranquil time of year, without all the summer tourists. I’d never seen the park in winter before, and experiencing bison up close and a wolf pack eating an elk were highpoints. The bubbling, steaming hot springs at Mammoth were an eerily sublime part of the winter backdrop.

Now that I’m back to our snowless winter and once again skiing the “hamster loop,” as we racers call it, I’m indeed grateful that we at least have fake snow to ski on. Even though the loop is short and the k’s still get monotonous, skiing on man-made snow is better than no skiing at all.

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