Wednesday, January 2, 2008

Little Fires

With 2 toddlers and some serious football watching going on in the family room, I did not make a big roaring fire yesterday. In the living room fireplace I had my candles lit - there's a 6-candle stand in that fireplace that makes a pleasant glow without the raging flames. After the kids were in bed and the evening was winding down I sat in the dim light alone to make my list.

You know what surprised me? It wasn't a long list. I had about 8 pieces of paper with sort of general things that I wanted to be rid of. I tore the strips by hand, read them to myself and held each over the flame of the candle to light it up. As they burned I dropped them into the fireplace and watched them blacken and curl away to ashes. It was not nearly as dramatic as I had imagined it in my mind. Maybe I should walk away feeling better about myself that there aren't too many things that I harbor guilt or regret about. There is just my own history and evolution as a human being.

I read a heartening email update from a woman I barely know but have a connection to. She was diagnosed with breast cancer and walked her path as I walked mine. We had different hurdles to overcome but she put into words something that I feel;
Cancer girl has left the building, or more aptly, she was left behind in that rat hole we called 2007. But me, I am still here in my many other incarnations. Yeah!

I have changed somehow deep inside, somehow that may continue to surface through the rest of my life. It may surprise, please, aggravate those who knew and loved me before, but I think that the truth of the matter is, that all of me was always there, I just filtered myself more. In 2008 I will set the foundation for my family, my kids to flourish and find a deep happiness and lightness. I may go unfiltered but I believe I will be more true to "Jenn", and all that it entails.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Happy New Year, Jenn! 2007 is behind us...let's bring on 2008--stronger, healthier, wiser. Although I haven't posted in a bit, I continue to be with you every day through your poignant words and my deep reverence for our history and friendship. I love you! And I hope to see you soon...real soon. XXOO. Laurie

Anonymous said...

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Cherie said...

sweet jenn --

happy 2008. this year is bodes well for one and all. after reading this post, the following story came to mind. it seems apt:

Perspective

One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live.

They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.

On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"

"It was great, Dad."

"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.

"Oh yeah," said the son.

"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.

The son answered:

"I saw that we have one dog and they had four.

We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end.

We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.

Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.

We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.

We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.

We buy our food, but they grow theirs.

We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."

The boy's father was speechless.

Then his son added, "Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are."

Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have.

Appreciate every single thing you have, especially your friends and loved ones!

"Life is too short and friends are too few."

perhaps a bit of food for thought for all of us.

with immense love and gratitude,

cherie
~ c