Comfort Food

Today I made a big pot of soup for my family. Soup is the ultimate comfort food to me.

I have been gone for over a week and am happy to be home. I enjoyed my family and friends and all of our celebrations and travels and today I was happy to wake up in my own bed.

I played tennis this morning in the 50 degrees of cool, crisp sunshine. I was so happy to be out exercising again with friends, and moving my body. I forget how important exercise is to me and was thankful to be back on the court again.

Afterwards, I filled up a shopping cart at Trader Joes with good eats for the next few days and ingredients to cook some tasty meals.

We celebrated our own little family
Christmas, just the five of us and then Juliana and I decided to cook dinner together. I am so thankful that my kids like to hang out with us and I choose to enjoy every moment with them that they give me. Christian even helped me make the soup and this made me happy too.

We made a kale, white bean and sausage soup that we saw in a magazine that we picked up in San Luis Obispo yesterday. Juliana made a chicken fried rice too, because that was what she was craving. She typically prefers baking and I was just glad that we were working side by side and chatting about life together, while we cooked. I am teaching her how to be flexible with a recipe and how to modify them to her own tastes and available ingredients. This is a challenge to her as she is a rule follower and likes to be precise. I think this is why she prefers baking and I don’t but I think she actually enjoyed creating a tasty dish on her own. I am so proud of her.

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Home sweet home. I love it here.

What is your favorite comfort food? What do you love to do at home?

What’s Really Important

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This piece of artwork caught my eye tonight, hanging in a shop in my favorite SLO town.

“Remember
we have this moment
and these people
and this love.”

This represents mindfulness to me and what it means to be present.

We have this moment. That’s it. Let’s enjoy what we’ve got, right now. Whether we want to or not. This is it.

We have these people that we love and love us and we choose to share our moments together.

We get to celebrate. And not just at Christmas or Hanukkah or another holi-day that is meaningful to you. Remember.

Happy day after Christmas, BeLoveRs.

xoxo

Driving and Waiting

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I spend a lot of time driving and waiting and driving and waiting. Some times this frustrates me. It’s not what I want to do.

This is my view right now as I wait. Car is parked. I am sitting and waiting. I don’t want to rush back and forth so tonight I chose to sit and wait. That’s weird for me and out of my comfort zone.

There are so many things I can do yet I choose to do nothing. I didn’t want to rush back and forth and try to squeeze in one more task before getting in the car again. So I chose to park and do nothing.

Well not really nothing, but something different. I am sitting still. I am enjoying the space of quiet and solitude and can feel the cool breeze blowing through my open window. I am liking the sound of the wind through the trees and watching people walk by with their dogs and basketballs and holding hands and running.

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I checked Facebook and email and played a game. I looked at my book that sits next to me and then decided to write early tonight. I am content just sitting here. Who knew?

Yesterday I was frustrated with this process of driving around every few hours and having my day interrupted again and again. But at the end of the day, I changed my attitude and was thankful that I had time alone in the car with my oldest. I realized that probably within the next year, he won’t need me to drive him. And in that moment, I wasn’t frustrated anymore. In that moment I was happy that I was still needed, even though it came in a different form than I typically see myself as being needed. He was thankful for the rides and I was thankful to share time with him.

Tonight I’m thankful for this gift of a free hour, waiting to pick up my daughter with no rush and no expectations and am glad I chose to enjoy the quiet vs being frustrated by the drive and wait and drive and wait game.

Sometimes we just have to sit still and wait and be patient and good things can fill the space. Hmmm.

Namaste.

Joy

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What brings you joy? You know that feeling where you can’t stop smiling just because you are?

Here I Am.

It’s what this blog is all about. Finding joy in the moments of living and enjoying all that is. I choose to share my (positive) moments to remember and to hopefully inspire you to live in your moment too and to focus on all that is good.

I so appreciate the beauty and love and friendship that is shared with me and surrounds me – the best that life has to offer. I wish the same for you.

Namaste.

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Photos are from Carmel Beach tonight, just before sunset.

Life is good.

GGG – Day 14 – Acknowledgement

“To love someone is to acknowledge the goodness of who they are. Through loving a person we awaken their awareness of their own innate goodness. It is as though they cannot know how worthy they are until they look into the mirror of our love and see themselves.” ― John Gray

Gratitude Gift Giving – Day 14 – Acknowledgment

This may mean different things to different people. I think it means Namaste – the good in me acknowledges the good in you. Or the light in me sees the light in you. And together we shine.

We are all seeking attention and acknowledgement, knowing that we are important and that we matter. We might seek this acknowledgement through different means, but we all want it and thrive from it. Isn’t that an amazing thought? Some people seek attention through the way they look, how fit they are, how much money they make, good grades, how religious they are, which degrees they’ve attained, their job title or position, how loud they can be, how controversial they can be and sometimes even seek negative attention. We all seek to be loved and to be seen and there are different paths to attain this sense of being and to be acknowledged. I believe this to be a universal truth. And our definitions and needs for acknowledgement change as we mature.

Here I am. There you are. Life is good. You are good. Never forget that.

Facebook and Instagram and blogs are just a few platforms that allow us to share small parts of who we are and allows others to see us, to acknowledge us, to like us and to confirm our being. It’s a form of knowledge sharing, and sharing usually the good parts or the highlights of our lives and what we are passionate about. It’s a form of connection. We get to share who we are with our friends and family and we wait to see if they like what we shared or have something to add to the conversation. I love this process. And I love being inspired by others and learning how others are celebrating their days. I’m genuinely curious and grateful that people chose to share and connect.

It’s very easy to positively acknowledge others and spread joy. Click like on someone’s posts. Smile at the person in line near you. Genuinely compliment someone and feel the love that returns and know that you’ve pleased someone. Acknowledge others and they will acknowledge you. We can be the change we want to see in the world and it doesn’t cost a penny.

Today I told the lady at Costco that was sampling laundry detergent that I liked her voice. I liked that she was passionate about the qualities of laundry detergent and it sounded like she was singing it’s praises. I was strangely entertained by her voice while walking up and down the aisle. I didn’t buy the detergent, but I liked that she was enjoying her job and for some reason as I passed by her display, I felt like I should tell her. You should have seen her face and her body language when I did. She was genuinely touched and happy and told me that I made her day. Who would have thought? We both smiled.

My son likes to make noise constantly. I have a feeling that he actually wants to be acknowledged, so that we know he is there. For some reason it seems like if he’s quiet, that we don’t see him. I’m trying to acknowledge his presence in other positive ways and hoping that this habit changes soon, but I keep reacting to his incessant noises and giving him negative attention and the bad habit continues. I guess I’m still learning!

Sometimes I decide to play this game where I chose to love everyone I see. This sounds really weird, but it changes my perspective with the people that I encounter and I’m always amazed at the friendly, personal interactions that occur. For example, instead of being irritated with lousy customer service, I chose to think of the person serving me with love instead of with anger. I find something in common to share, or find something to compliment and try to create a connection versus a disconnect. I’m always pleasantly surprised how my attitude changes and the other person’s does too and everything is better.

I do this with smiles too. I smile at everyone, even the people that never smile back. And once in awhile, they can’t help but crack a smile too, which makes me happy. I have a neighbor like this. She never smiles. She always stares at me, but never smiles. And usually I stare back because that’s what she does and she doesn’t typically return a smile when I smile at her. A couple weeks ago, I was riding my bike past her house and she was staring at me again. I chose to sincerely smile at her and wave, because it feels different when you pass someone from a bicycle than when you’re slowly walking by, and believe it or not, she smiled back. Success! I wonder if she’s happy. Maybe for a moment she was.

Anyway, thank you for reading and sharing this wonderful life journey together, wherever you are. Consider yourself hugged and acknowledged!! Namaste.

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This beautiful view is from Washington Park in Sunnyvale. Breathtaking, isn’t it?

 

ee is in Washington Park in Sunnyvale. Just simply breathtaking, isn’t it?

Inspired and Content

Sometimes you need a friend or two to inspire you.

I was inspired by Reid today on the tennis court, when she beat me over and over and continued to share tips on how I could improve my game. She was a great coach, and I can’t wait to play with her again. She was determined and hates losing and was really good. She met her goal, which inspired me to find a new tennis goal myself, like to win (more than once)!! 😉 And to control my shots by not hitting so hard and being more consistent. Great skills that should transfer into real life too. Thanks Coach!

Elizabeth also inspired me today. We made time to get together for some girlie time – you know pedicures and lunch and chit chat. I haven’t had a pedicure since before I left Holland and it was much overdue.

Sitting side by side, with our feet soaking in warm water with rose petals and lavender scented bath salts, we relaxed and caught up on so many topics. With our polish still drying, we decided to continue our date next door for some lunch because neither of us was quite ready to go and we definitely worked up an appetite from all that “work” and still had so much more to talk about.

Sometimes you need someone who can listen really well and that understands you and has a lot to share too. We talked about raising kids, living in neighborhoods, being busy, planning parties, volunteering, family, local restaurants, cooking joys, exercise, and figuring out when we could meet up again. We talked about being real, slowing down, and enjoying the gifts we’ve been given and being thankful for all we have versus longing for something more. After we parted, I kept thinking of all she taught me and felt gratitude for having a great friend who thinks somewhat like me. I felt thankful for the friends I have in my neighborhood and for the relationships that have grown over the years in our little town. I went home and made a sausage tortellini soup for dinner because she mentioned this was one of her family favorites and was something I’ve never made before. Thanks for the great idea. We loved it!

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I ran into another friend at the local grocery store today too. Chatting with him and catching up made me thankful that we have lived here long enough that we run into people we know. It feels good to have a home base again where people know my name.

Debbie stopped by today to drop off a magazine. People don’t just drop in anymore and I miss that. She stayed for awhile and we talked about how the Dutch people always make time for a cup of coffee and one cookie. I love that tradition and want to do more of that here. She stayed for 20 minutes and then was on her way again. Next time I’ll offer her coffee or a cup of tea, as I was happy that she came by to visit even briefly. I love spontaneity and the art of conversation.

We live in a great community, and even though we never meant to stay here, I’m glad that we did.

Who or what inspired you today?

Day 319: The Joys of Presence

Here I Am. Am-ing. Just being, and enjoying the journey that unfolds. I love to be in the moment, but am not always comfortable not having a plan. But I am loving the process of flowing with whatever comes my way and am always so pleasantly surprised with how life twists and turns.

I have a friend here that is full of life. She is always smiling, loves her life, her kids and her husband. She is athletic and enjoys entertaining. She makes time for herself, her kids and her husband. And her eyes sparkle. I love being around her and love that she knows what it’s like to be an expat, because she was once one too. And I think because of her experience, she understands me and has reached out to me, making me feel at home here, inviting me to join her for coffee, lunch, dinner, paddling, swimming, ice skating, and today a Sunday morning tennis match. I am so thankful for our friendship and admire her and learn from her and enjoy her company. I am going to miss you, Barbara. Thank you for being my friend and kicking my ass today at tennis! Rematch?

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After coming home from tennis and sharing a cup of tea, Jeff and I went on a spontaneous date to the Trompen museum in Amsterdam. We took the tram into the city and walked through Oosterpark to the museum, holding hands. The architecture itself was gorgeous, and the artifacts from the Dutch colonies were very interesting. Afterwards, we stopped in a Biergarten for some biterballen and cold beer from the tap. We are enjoying having kids who are of the age that they can stay home alone. We were only gone for 3 hours and it was perfect! Here are some photos from the museum and around town.

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Oosterpark

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The Royal Tropical institute is very fascinating, highlighting the tropical areas of the world, focusing on the former colonies of the Netherlands such as Indonesia, Surinam, India, and others. I especially enjoyed seeing the different religious and philosophical influences and seeing the different artifacts. I think I would enjoy studying how they interrelate and making connections between the different beliefs. One love, one world. Namaste.

How did your Sunday flow?

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Leidseplein – waiting for the 5 tram to head home.

Day 261: Still in My Pajamas

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ssshhh… don’t tell anyone, but I never really got dressed today and loved it. My headaches are still lingering, and it was raining and hailing out. I just wanted to nest and loved the stillness of my house. Good things come when you rest. I enjoyed a lazy morning and went to get a facial before lunch. I’m not one to spend a lot of time pampering myself, and its been years since I’ve had a skin treatment. Today was good.

I went to see a lady who works from her house. Not only did I love that she worked from her home and her charming personality, but the facial treatment she gave me was amazing and relaxing too. She shared stories about how she became a beautician and always wanted to be one since she was probably 3 years old. Her parents thought she should be something more. So she went to law school, but then decided to became a flight attendant for several years. When she started to tire from the travel, she ran into someone who worked in real estate and offered her a job. She then became a realtor for several years, got married and then had the opportunity to redefine herself again. She chose to go back to school and follow her life long dream. And here she was today, providing a service to me, in her gorgeous home office, happy as could be. Her eyes were smiling and her passion was quietly oozing out of her. I just loved her story and that she found her way.

While sitting in her chair alone while my mask was drying, I began thinking of what I wanted to be when I grew up. My dream was simple. I always wanted to be a full time, stay at home mom. I knew I wanted to be independent and have my own money first and be able to survive on my own, but my true dream was to be home one day. I had a successful career, made great money, got married, had my first baby, kept working, had a second baby, stayed home, and had a third baby to solidify my role as a full time, stay at home mama. We chose for me to stay home. So for the past 12 years, I’ve been living my dream, thankfully because I have a supportive life partner. I am content. I’m not searching for something more and I don’t feel like I’m missing out. There is this whole discussion about women leaning into their careers and taking positions of leadership. I love my decision and it works for our family. I believe every woman has to chose what is right for her, and what makes her happy should make her family happy. I know some women do not get to choose, and I hope they find peace in their situation and doing what might not be easy, but what is right for them and their family.

“Finally I am coming to the conclusion that my highest ambition is to be what I already I am.”
-Thomas Merton

Here I Am. Namaste.

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Day 68: Here I Am… Trying to Become Stronger

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The scale is not my friend. Maybe it’s the Frites and Stroopwaffels and Licorice that aren’t my friends either!

So today I made new friends again. My old friends. Kettle and Bell. I sure hope they help me to become stronger  (who am I kidding) skinnier!  Not that I’ll ever be skinny skinny. But losing a layer wouldn’t be such a bad thing! Although they say it gets quite cold here, starting very soon..I’d much rather add a scarf layer or a sweater layer than the one layer around my middle. 

I just have to keep focused – sounds easy, but in fact I lose focus daily and say to myself I’ll start again on Monday. There’s always another Monday just around the weekend. Well, today marked a new month, a new season and a new Monday. So Here I Am, trying again.

What do you want to improve? Try? Change?  C’mon I’ll help you – we can work together to become stronger, more focused, more you name it.  Now, that I’ve said it out loud, I’ve got to make it stick. Thanks for your moral support. Your turn…

xo