Rose Robbins's Blog
October 16, 2012
October 2, 2012
July 30, 2012
Recently, I had an entire week alone. I mean, I worked, but my whole family was gone for a solid week, so that when I got home at night and on the weekend I was by myself.
I decided that I was going to try to have a disciplined week of peace. Meaning, I was not going to just let life happen to me - I was going to plan my time carefully and stick to it.
I very rarely get to do this, you understand. I have a large family and I usually end up running errands, ferrying people back and forth, eating dinner at different times, watching this, playing that, and generally doing whatever everyone is doing. This time, I made a plan ahead of time that included sleeping, eating, meditating, reading, playing, exercising, etc., all for specific amounts of time that I felt would be a good and reasonable balance.
And man, it was amazing. Even now, five days after it ended, I feel energized and alert and steady. The regular times of meditation and total stillness rested me far, far more than any long weekend of watching TV ever has. The paying attention to what times and how much I eat, rest and exercise made me eat better food, get more rest and focus better while exercising! The planning out my play/enjoyment time made me savor and appreciate the wine, the movie, the dessert, whatever, much more than I usually enjoy or appreciate those things.
All I could think was "I wish I could do this all the time! My life would be so much better if I could do this all the time!"
Of course I can't, not really. Not like I can when I'm alone. I love my big family, and I even love the loud, happy chaos that usually exists in my house. I LIKE driving people everywhere, having loud discussions about things over dinner, flopping on the couch with three or four kids to watch cartoons or The Office on a Saturday. And I don't have a lot of choice about my schedule, I'm the Mommy.
But I have kept a couple things from my Week of Peace...I can squeeze out alone time, since my youngest is eleven and they're all fairly self-sufficient. I can try to plan a little better so that the time I DO have to myself isn't squandered in a way that isn't really restful or energizing.
I have discovered that I really like little rituals, before bed, or with my meals and such. I can use those when possible, even if the rest of the family is there. I like getting up early and taking a few minutes to make the bedroom look pretty, without hurrying, before sitting down to pray/meditate. I like reading for half an hour or so before I go to sleep.
Betcha if I keep those things up, I can find moments in my loud and chaotic life to re-balance, even if I don't have an entire week. It just takes a little discipline.
July 11, 2012
Having just experienced the United States' Independence Day, in all it's parading, exploding, brilliant, smoky glory, I have been thinking about our independence.
It seems that maybe some people have forgotten that one of the reasons the United States began was to separate church and state...?
It seems that maybe some people have forgotten that one of the fundamentals of democracy is that every man and woman get to vote their conscience, and not just blindly follow what they are told to do/vote for...?
It seems that maybe some people have forgotten that, with freedom, comes the responsibility to FIND OUT what the true facts are, and that only going to news sites and blogs that agree with your "side" might not be the best way to do that...?
THE TRUTH CANNOT BE DAMAGED BY TRYING TO FIND IT OUT. I think people fear what they might discover if they even LISTEN to the other side, but, and I'm sorry if this is harsh, it is stupid not to listen to both sides! In this ridiculously polarized social atmosphere, it is almost impossible to get the actual facts without listening to both sides. You DO want the actual facts, don't you? or are you content to just follow along believing what you are told?
You must decide: Do you want to be right? or do you want to DO right? Sometimes, the truly wise choice, decision or vote is one that will be unpopular with your set of friends.
Please consider this - it is UN-AMERICAN not to vote your conscience, not to use your brain, not to weigh all your options and make the best decisions you can.
True independence comes with responsibility. Please don't forget that.
July 5, 2012
July 2, 2012
Tell me - do you set productivity goals for yourself, in writing music, or in writing, period? Do you say, for example, to yourself, "Self, I shall write X amount of words per day," or "per week" or whatever?
If so, does that work well for you?
It doesn't work well for me, but I HAVE written a chapter a day for a few weeks in a row, in the past. It was less a number-of-words goal as it was an "I really need to finish this thought before I stop," type goal. I was driven by my urge to spill out what I was thinking, more than following the edict of my inner organizer. But I have met people who DO set those types of goals for themselves, and who work well under them. They push themselves to finish the song a week, or the 3,000 words a day, or whatever the goal is, and they feel secure in that.
How do YOU do it? What works for you, when it comes to goals for your creativity?
June 26, 2012
I have been thinking about muses. Before I write a huge post about what I think muses are, if they are real or not, and how much effect that do or do not have, I'd like to know what you think.
What DO you think about muses? Do you have one? Does a muse have to be a living person?
Speak. Tell me your thoughts...
June 13, 2012
It's raining again today....for the area in which I live, it is somewhat unusual to have so much rain in June, but I spent many years on the Oregon Coast, where it rains three hundred days out of the year! I have got not only used to the rain, but have come to love it.
The thing about rain is, it's a lot like sadness. Obviously you don't want it to go on forever, but if you get over the idea that it is somehow awful or bad to get wet, you can actually really enjoy the rain. And it certainly does cause lush growth, in the right circumstances.
It's the same with being sad over something. So many people seem to want to avoid sadness at all costs - not only to avoid it, but to force themselves out of it somehow or even pretend they don't feel it. When someone is sad, the first thing their friends want to do is CHEER THEM UP! or say stupid, well-meaning things like "Don't feel bad."
Maybe it's the long years I spent in rainy Cannon Beach Oregon, but when I see someone rushing to their car with their shoulders hunched up and their head ducked down and their eyes squinted in defense against the rain, I think of our culture's strange avoidance of grief or sadness.
Why must we always be happy? Who made that rule? Or...to take it a step further...why must we always be smiling? I think that we can be sad over something without even having our deep-down happiness truly displaced. It is unnatural and a little creepy to always insist on smiling and saying everything is all right. WE ALL KNOW THAT CANNOT BE TRUE ANYWAY! You aren't fooling anyone, not really, if you do that.
Let me just suggest this: Walk upright in the rain. Lift up your head and let it fall on you. GET WET! You aren't made of brown sugar, as my mother used to say. And if you have to put your dog to sleep, or you suffer a break-up or something, BE SAD! Cry, listen to sad music, journal, talk to your friends about it, whatever helps you truly feel and experience your sadness and loss. Beautiful, lush growth can happen in your life if you allow yourself to fully experience sadness. Why pretend? Life is too short for pretending, anyway.
Let yourself get wet. Feel the rain. It's good for you. If you start getting moldy, though, then okay, it's time to reel it in...
May 31, 2012
May 20, 2012
It is a really beautiful morning.
I have known for a couple weeks now that we have to move - that our beautiful home that we've been renting since January of 2011 is being sold. We knew, all along, that it could and probably would happen, but were lulled into a false sense of security by over a year of living here. And it's all right...I like inhabiting a new space and making it our own.
But right now, we still don't know WHERE we are moving! We are being considered for a few places, and have to wait for the owners' decisions. It is difficult to pack, or prepare for a garage sale, etc., when I don't know how big or small a home we will be inhabiting. It's strange...I have so many decisions to make, but at the same time, I have to wait for other people to make their decisions first.
That's hard! It is an odd, helpless feeling to have so much to do and have everything hinge upon someone I don't even know.
It takes a different type of fortitude, these different types of decisions....there's one kind of strength needed to look at evidence, try to weigh pros and cons, and choose something for your family. There's a completely different kind of strength needed to wait and do nothing while other people decide your fate. It's difficult.
But it happens. It happens while you are being considered for jobs, while legal matters are being considered, while colleges or scholarships are being deliberated, and many other ways. It is part of life. Depending on another person's judgment or decision, even if you don't know them.
It is strange and difficult.