Monday Museletter 4/23/12

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Earth Day

Happy Earth Day! (It was April 22) Earth Day should be everyday.

I am madly in love with the Earth.  It is where I get my inspiration and where I find myself closest to my Higher Power.  I grew up in the suburbs of Chicago and moved to Wyoming when I was 15.  Nature was always a part of my life. My parents always took us to the park when we were kids.  And living in Wyoming taught me about the beauty of the natural world.

I remember just moving to Wyoming and thinking it was no man’s land.  I was horrified when we had to hop off the activity bus and squat outside in the snow for a pee break.  I really had to go.  We had a bus load of high school basketball players.  I remember looking around at the scenery; there wasn’t anything for miles. Not even a single light.  The night sky above me was absolutely beautiful and luminescent.  As I was squatting, I actually saw a shooting star in the sky.  The envelope of white from the thick winter snow reflected, creating a show of shadows, light, and beauty.  It was the most beautiful pee break I ever took — right there underneath Mother Nature.

I remember this change that slowly happened in me — this awakening — this acceptance of Wyoming.  I began to look out the window more, perhaps this is where I was becoming a writer as well.  When we arrived in Sheridan, Wyoming for a conference basketball game (it was 8 hours away and yes, a conference game) I stared out the back of the bus, awe-struck by the Big Horn Mountains.  Right there in the Sheridan High School parking lot, were these majestic snow-covered mountains.  I had never seen anything like it.  It took my breath away.  The coach had to come on the bus to get me.  I couldn’t stop staring at them.  The beauty almost brought me to tears. I think it actually did.

Big Horn Mountains in Sheridan, Wyoming. You can see why I couldn't take my eyes off of them!

Balance and Boundaries

There just isn’t any (balance or boundaries living with a toddler).  Still adjusting to motherhood — will always be adjusting.  I have accepted that it will never be like it used to be and either will I.  It is really hard to get anything done with an active toddler. I am finding myself constantly trying to ward off disaster and find ways to get him engaged in activities.  As I write this post now, the clock is ticking until I have to stop, drop, and roll my way over to him.  I am trying to roll with it, and just go with the flow, but the thing is — there is no flow.  Just ten minute segments here and there that I attempt to patch together to write.  I just have no idea how people work at home with a toddler or multiple children. I can barely blog.  I do most of my writing at night, when my son sleeps.  I also write on the weekends when my husband is home.

First Poo

Since I already have talked about peeing, why not talk about poo!  Ben, my almost two-year old, went the bathroom in the toilet.  He put up his “Wait one minute” signal, that I thought was solely for counting, but apparently, it means, “I’m going the bathroom.”  I picked him up, raced him to the bathroom, slide on the potty training seat, and he did it.  We were proud — you’d have thought he graduated from college.

Bull Riding

I interviewed world champion bull rider, Jerome Davis, at his ranch in Archdale, North Carolina. His wife, Tiffany, and him were so wonderful. He has a bull riding school every year.  There was even a young bull rider who came all the way from Ohio.  I was able to spend the day at his ranch and watch him coach kids on bull riding. He truly is a world champion and the most down-to-earth guy.  I was a little nervous, but Tiffany and Jerome’s kindness put me at ease.  I will be telling you more about the interview as I develop it into multiple stories for several publications.  I felt like I was in Wyoming, surrounded by bulls, cowboys, and a dirt filled arena.

Jerome Davis Bull Riding School in Archdale, NC

New Camera

My husband bought me a new camera for my birthday. It has two lenses.  I love it.  It feels like my old 35 mm Pentax.  I can zoom in and out by moving the lens with my hand.  I love that feeling.  And you actually feel the moment when you “have the shot.”

The slideshow below is of a local horse pasture my son and I like to go visit. We go at least three times a week.  The horse’s name is Silk.  She loves Ben and Ben loves her.  Someday I will have my own horse farm or ranch.  Someday…

Since a picture is worth a thousand words — why not give you ten thousand!

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Have a great Monday Museday!

Hope. Wish. Dream. Be.

~ memomuse