my effortless resolutions

(AKA – TEN THINGS I WILL STOP DOING IN 2010)

1. Taking home crap. Receipts for groceries that I am going to eat. Business cards from people I don’t plan on working with. Those stupid address labels that come in the mail from my insurance company. The free magnet calendar. I have no use for them – I don’t want them – and from now on, I will not stuff them into my purse, or my pockets. They will not cross the threshold of my home or office. I will refuse them outright (or if refusal is not an option, I will swiftly transport them to the nearest garbage bin).

2. Checking Facebook or email obsessively. Hey Self – guess what? You are not so important that you need to check email more than twice daily. In fact, fifteen minutes in the morning, and another thirty in the evening – Monday through Friday – should be more than sufficient to handle the current flow of communication. I’ll be testing this theory til the end of February, to see how it impacts my connection to the outside world (I’m thinking – very little.)

3. Supporting big business. Borders, Home Depot, Starbucks, Quizno’s, Bank of America… I drove through a good portion of the states this year, and I was surprised and appalled to see how much of it was exactly the same. I am done contributing to the homogenization of America. I am making a commitment to shop locally whenever possible, and support the mom n pops of business.

4. Giving gifts out of a sense of obligation. This does not mean I will stop giving gifts – just that I will stop buying them when I find myself acting from a place other than that of inspiration. So, if you do receive a present from me this year, it will be even more special, because it will be heartfelt.

5. Slaving to the man. That’s right – by the end of this year, if I am not employed full time by yours truly, then I will be in a position which rocks my world so hard that it makes me eager to dive into my day, and labor for the love of it.

6. Heeding the naysayers. These are the people who will read #5 and tell me that I am crazy to leave a secure job in this economy, that this is a bad time to strike out on one’s own, etc etc etc. I won’t be listening.

7. Paying bills. By the end of 2010, I will be completely debt free. I will celebrate by automating the payment of any bills which I can’t eradicate forever (for example, phone service). These expenses will be very minimal.

8. Participating in one-sided relationships. I started this as a test project in the final months of 2009, and guess what? It’s amazing how much more free time (and less stress!) I have, when I just stop showing up for the people who don’t return the favor. At first, I had the fear that opting out of my one-sided relationships might create some conflict, but to the contrary – it seems mostly to have gone unnoticed. I suppose that kind of proves the point, huh?

9. Committing to everything. For many years, if you needed a go-to guy, I was it. But I’ve found that constantly committing to support the undertakings of others has left me with very little time for my own. So if I am not absolutely passionate about the (project, committee, event), I’m going to have to sit this one out.

10. Providing justification. A friend reminded me recently that NO is a complete answer. ‘Nuff said.

So – what declarations can you make that will take a load off, instead of adding to your to-do list? What are your effortless resolutions? Hit me back!

*muchlove*
Verbal

 

refuse to choose

so and so just broke up. I’m not sure they are on speaking terms…
those two don’t get along – every time they are at the same party, there seems to be some drama or another…
I want to invite them both, but…
he asked if she was coming. He said if she’s invited, then he won’t attend, and I feel bad excluding him…

Every time I’m asked about the decision to include or exclude someone from a social situation, I think of my parents. My mother and father were married for over twenty years, the majority of which they spent being extremely unkind to each other. When they finally split, I was almost eighteen. I had been on my own for four years, my son was two years old. I was the most stable person in my family (financially and emotionally), and I was the only one with my own place – so come holiday season, my home was the only location available for our first post-divorce Thanksgiving. I had supported my mother throughout the divorce, and the subsequently brutal separation – even invited her to stay with me until she got back on her feet. So I suppose it’s understandable that she was terribly shocked when I informed her that I had invited my father to attend Thanksgiving dinner.

She asked how could you?
She asked what have I done to deserve this?
And finally, she asked Why?

And my response was -

Because family is family. Love is love. And the end of any relationship between two people is between those two people, and should involve no one else. And although I don’t agree with my father, and I don’t condone his actions, he is still my father, just as you are still my mother. And nothing changes that. So, because this is MY home, and I want to spend my Thanksgiving with ALL of my family, I am asking you both to honor and respect my desire to have you both here. You don’t have to smile at each other, you don’t have to hug, you don’t have to pretend to be friends – but if you can’t at least sit across the table from each other and be civil, then you shouldn’t come at all.

I gave the same speech to both of my parents. Neither of them were pleased, but you know what? They both attended. They sat across the table from each other, and though they weren’t friendly, they were polite. They even, at one point, grudgingly laughed at the same joke. And I have shared every family event since then with BOTH of my parents.

Whenever I have been presented with break-ups, grudges, personal feuds, or relationships gone awry amongst my friends, I have given a slightly modified version of this same speech. I have always exercised this tactic when it comes to social invitations – with one exception. One time, I was put in the position where I felt the need to exclude someone from an event I was organizing, due to the fact that her ex-boyfriend was a crucial participant, and had threatened not to appear if she were on the guest list. I called and explained the situation to my friend – and though she was obviously upset, she respected my request and chose not to attend. Ironically, they ended up making up a month or two down the road – but she was so hurt by what she perceived as my lack of loyalty that she didn’t speak to me for almost a year. In retrospect, she had every right to be upset – I should have stood my ground and refused to choose, and I consider myself fortunate that she forgave me.

If my parents, with twenty years of heartache and history, twenty years of insult and offense and blame and abuse, can endure each others company – can suck it up and smile and eat two slices of turkey which previously touched each other – can make eye contact over a gravy boat and not throw knives – then ANYONE can.

The person who asks you to choose their friendship doesn’t deserve to be chosen. The friend you WANT to keep is the friend who truly honors your wishes, and wants you to be happy. THAT friend doesn’t put conditions on their love. If you want to maintain both friendships, and you want both guests to attend your party – then you need to let them both know that you refuse to choose. It’s your home – you have the right to invite whomever you would like, and you have the right to expect that everyone who attends treats everyone else in the same room with respect and dignity. You have the right to expect that everyone involved act like the emotionally mature person we all aspire to one day be – or, alternatively, to acknowledge that they aren’t in that place at the current time, and politely exercise their right to not attend. Own your expectations, and express them clearly. In the end, your true friends will appreciate and respect your actions.

 

two words for 2010

Every year seems to have a strong individual theme for me, usually summed up in just a few words. Historically, this theme has just appeared on my doorstep sometime around the beginning of the year – caught me still in my jammies, and dragged me along with it (sometimes kicking and screaming) to whatever end (usually to a place of great personal growth…eventually, anyways). This year, I’ve been paying particular attention to what is showing up for me – and the two words that keep ringing my bell are MANIFEST GRACEFULLY.

man·i·fest (mān’ə-fěst’) v. to make clear or evident to the eye or the understanding; show plainly
Synonyms:confirm, declare, demonstrate, display, embody, establish, evidence, expose, express, externalize, illustrate, incarnate, let it all hang out, mark, materialize, objectify, personalize, personify, proclaim, prove, reveal, set forth, show, signify, substantiate, suggest, utter, vent, voice

grace·ful·ly (grās-fə-lē) adv. characterized by elegance or beauty of form, manner, movement, or speech; with elegance or grace
Synonyms: adroitly, agilely, artistically, beautifully, charmingly, daintily, delicately, delightfully, dexterously, easily, elegantly, exquisitely, felicitously, fitly, graciously, handsomely, harmoniously, neatly, nimbly, pleasingly, rhythmically, skillfully, smoothly, sprucely, symmetrically, tastefully, trimly

If you were to choose, what would your words be for 2010? How are they different from 2009?

 

Day 29 – laugh

This year was the first year that my son (who is now thirteen) would not be with me for Christmas day. This is, historically, the only holiday I have ever been good at celebrating. You might not always get a birthday party in this house, but, By Golly! Christmas is down right picturesque… so I was feeling a bit down that he wouldn’t be here on the actual day, and vowed to make our time together the weekend before an absolute Hallmark-card event.

I should know better by now than to have expectations for anything, right? Long story short, due to inclement weather and a series of crazy happenstance, the weekend before Christmas found me sans the traditional family ornaments (or any kind of holiday decoration, for that matter), with no tree, and flat broke. My plans to bake special gingerbread for our own made-from-scratch gingerbread house went awry… etc etc etc. But my son, being the wonderful person he is, rolled with it. He expressed that he would rather build our own tree than take another one from nature, and that, as long as we still built a gingerbread house, that would be cool.

So, we built this incredible art-deco tree out of my coat rack, and some garland we bought for three bucks.

Much love to my friend Matthew, who graciously contributed the use of the holiday ornaments which were a gift from his mother (several of which sported his awesome elementary school photos). And the three of us shared the best belly laugh of the year, when we attempted (and failed horribly) to decorate and assemble a store-bought gingerbread house. I don’t know how the hell anyone ever gets those walls to stick together – but we made a diligent four hour effort, before ending up with a house that looked like it had been stepped on by a giant. A giant who had also taken a bite out of the roof.

It was probably the best Christmas celebration I have ever had – and it was definitely a much-needed reminder not to take things too seriously.







 

making space

Sometimes you’ve got to let everything go – purge yourself. If you are unhappy with anything . . . whatever is bringing you down, get rid of it. Because you’ll find that when you’re free, your true creativity, your true self comes out. (Tina Turner)

Much has been swirling in the ether lately. I’ve been doing alot of thinking on this past year – what worked for me? What didn’t? Where did all my good intentions go? What happened to the ideas I had? The creative endeavors I planned to undertake, to nurse from infancy into reality?

For a year in which, in theory, I had all the time in the world – one of my biggest regrets is that I spent very little of it doing what I actually wanted to do. I spent alot of time spinning my wheels, wondering why I just couldn’t seem to set a spark to anything new in my life. But like a fire, you’ve got to rake the ashes to give your new fuel room to breathe. Even the most inspired ideas, relationships, and dreams need room to stir – cut off the circulation, and even the freshest will go stale.

For most of my life, I’ve carried around a ton of rubbish – literally and figuratively. I’ve done an amazing amount of purging this year, in many areas of my life… but this week the laser beam of my focus will be centered on The Last (and Greatest) Purge of 2009. Because I’ve decided that, in order to bring new (and better!) things into my life, I first need to create some space. When my time, brainpower, and resources are consumed by things that don’t matter to me, there is nothing left to devote to the things that do. If my mental and emotional space is cluttered with useless knickknacks and meaningless frippery, when inspiration comes knocking, there just isn’t room enough to invite the muse in for a drink. So, if I don’t need it – if I don’t desperately crave it – if it doesn’t bring me joy or bliss or laughter or pay the goddamn bills – then it goes!

I’ll be holding a private ceremony to incinerate some of the detritus – including a box of depressing old poetry I’ve been lugging around for years (much of it written between the ages of 12-22), a hundred letters in which I am dumped by old boyfriends, and all of my journals from what I’ll kindly refer to as “The Dark Ages”. I’ll also be making a list of The Ten Things I Want More Of In 2010, as well as Ten Things Which I Will No Longer Do In 2010 (stay tuned – these posts will be coming soon).

So, what have you been holding on to that you should let go of? What sundry items (or ideas, or themes) would you toss into the burn barrel? And what will you hope to cultivate in it’s place? I would love to hear your thoughts.

*muchlove*

 

Day 24 – what lesson did you learn this year, that changed you?

This one.

 

Day 22 – best business find

I <3 Harmonik Water Bottles.

Harmonik Bottles

Hrmonik Bottles

Each and every item they sell is an individually created work of art – an amazing amount of love goes into the crafting of these water bottles. And I personally believe that water carried in a container made of love will not only taste better, but actually be better for you. If you’re more of a “facts” person than a beliefs person, try this one out – Americans consume more than 70 million single serving bottles of water per day – and 8 out of every 10 end up in landfills. That’s alot of waste to contend with – but the folks at Harmonik Bottles have designed their functional artwork in the hopes that it will encourage more earth-friendly and sustainable practices. Cuz no one said that consciousness couldn’t be stylin’!

 

Day 21 – what did you start this year that you are proud of?

Of the numerous starts I planned to make in 2009, I only followed through with a few… but I’m still giving myself a pat on the back. First and foremost, I started this awesome blog. (And the extraordinary website which will replace it is already in the works!) Also, I finally started writing my first book. It’s slow going, but it’s going… and finally, a friend talked me into taking a semester of art classes at the local community college. We’ve since discontinued the, um, extremely valuable course – but I’ve discovered a love of painting, and have continued to practice it. Maybe someday I’ll make something I like enough to post pictures. :)

 

Day 20 – new person

I’ve met a great number of extraordinary people this year, but after alot of thought, I’ve decided that the person who has likely made the biggest impact in my life is my ex-husband’s new wife, H. Alot of folks will probably think this is a little odd – but the truth is, if ever there were a person who held the power to make a negative impact in my life, this would be the lady. However, instead, she has been an incredibly positive figure in my life, and the life of my son. She has gone out of her way to be kind, considerate, and go the extra mile whenever possible, and I appreciate it greatly. There is no wicked-step-mother-syndrome to contest with – in fact, quite the opposite. She has hit the ground running when it comes to stepping into the parental role, and has done an admirable job. She has also been totally and completely cool with the fact that her husband and I maintain a very close relationship – she has never been jealous or resentful of our friendship, and even encourages him to maintain his relationships with my family. The idea of a dynamic family has always been one that I’ve encouraged, so to know that my son has another mother in his life who also embraces this philosophy is immensely valuable to me. I am very grateful that she has taken up such a strong role in my son’s life, and I truly appreciate her presence in mine.







 

Day 19 – Car Ride

This year was full of road trips for me… But the most fun I had was on a quick, turnaround trip in early November. Captain Amazing and I flew into Burbank to pick up my new car, and drive it back to Phoenix the same day. What should have been a commando mission turned into a slow mosey, full of adventure detours.

I have a theory, that if you ever want to really get to know someone, you should travel with them. The most carefree friend can turn into a control freak – the most lighthearted turn into a horror story – I have had both of those experiences previously, and this was (thankfully) neither. We jammed some tunes and sang out loud. We randomly stopped in unfamiliar neighborhoods. We met the nicest lady to ever grace a smoothie counter. We spotted a discarded playground slide in a dumpster neighboring the freeway, and then made a twenty-mile scavenger-hunt detour through construction traffic to see if we could fit it in the car (sadly, it was not destined to be). We made out in the back of a parking lot until the streetlights came on. We talked. Alot. We made a six hour trip last over twelve hours – we wasted some serious time… and neither of us cared.

This was our first joint traveling experience, and I honestly couldn’t have asked for a better one. What would have been an uneventful, somewhat boring drive on my own was turned into a surprisingly cool excursion… and I’m now looking forward to many more. :)