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Hush Little Baby


Hush little baby, don’t say a word
Mama’s going to buy you a mockingbird.
If that mockingbird don’t sing,
Mama’s going to buy you a diamond ring.
If that diamond ring turns to brass,
Mama’s going to buy you a looking glass….

I’ve always loved the lullaby Hush Little Baby, maybe because my mom sang it to me when I was little. I’m not a big fan of consumerism or of bribing children, so I guess I just never thought about the lyrics.

Besides, even though back in college I decided I wouldn’t sport a rock on my own finger after my African history teacher explained what the diamond trade means for the people of Sierra Leone, I might have trudged to Zales to procure one for my son during those early sleep-weary months of parenting if I thought it would buy me some uninterrupted nights of sleep.

Alas all I had on those fateful nights was a sling, a rocking chair, and a lullaby. And Hush Little Baby was my life raft for a few months there. The instant my son heard it, he’d grow quiet and stare at me with saucer eyes. Maybe he was plotting where he’d put his billy goat and horse and cart?

But recently I came across Sylvia Long’s board book adaptation of Hush Little Baby, and it made me think about the lyrics of the original. In the afterward of Long’s version, she writes:

One of the songs that has bothered me as an adult is the original version of “Hush Little Baby.” In it, a mama offers her baby comfort by promising to buy him or her all sorts of things (a mockingbird, a diamond ring, horse and cart, etc.). It seems much healthier to encourage children to find comfort in the natural things around them and the warmth of a mother’s love.”

Long wrote her own version of Hush Little Baby and paired it with her beautiful art. It starts:

Hush little baby, don’t say a word,
Mama’s going to show you a hummingbird.
If that hummingbird should fly,
Mama’s going to show you the evening sky.
When the nighttime shadows fall,
Mama’s going to hear the crickets call.
While their song drifts from afar,
Mama’s going to search for a shooting star.

I think I’ll always have a fondness for the original, but Long’s version is so much better.

This post is for Steady Mom’s Thirty Minute Blog Challenge.

Danielle at Less is More (Balanced) kindly passed the Kreativ Blogger Award my way last week. Thanks, Danielle!

You can read more about the award here.

When you get the award, you’re supposed to reveal seven things about yourself, then pass it on to seven other bloggers.

So here are seven things you might not know about me:

  1. I grew up in a small town in the Colorado Rocky Mountains.
  2. My mom and dad are both published writers. Amongst other things they’ve written serial adult westerns under a pen name.
  3. I have one sister. We’re very different but also very close.
  4. My husband and I have been together for 10 years.
  5. In a few years, we hope to do a year-long teaching exchange in Europe, hopefully somewhere in Scandinavia.
  6. I had my son at home.
  7. I’m not usually a very revealing person. (I’ve heard that might be a Scorpio trait?)

And now on to the hard part. It’s so difficult to narrow down the field of creative bloggers out there. I decided to go for an eclectic mix of blogs I find interesting, including a couple by some friends I know in the real world. These bloggers write about a variety of things, mostly parenting, being green, and living simply.

  1. Jamie at Steady Mom.
  2. Renee at FIMBY.
  3. Hillary at Infinite Learners.
  4. Calamity Jane at Apron Stringz
  5. Rose at Mommy and Sweet Pea
  6. Marianne at Attempting Transparency
  7. Beany at The Middle Way

I published an article over on Shareable.net about a waffle house where bartering is part of the business model.

It starts:

Off the Waffle in Eugene, Oregon is not your typical waffle house. You won’t find pads of butter, bottles of fake maple syrup, or sides of hash browns and eggs here.

The owners, brothers Omer and Dave Orian, are in their mid-twenties and usually sport matching red afros. They and their seven employees serve traditional Belgian Liège waffles made from yeast-leavened batter. They use pearled sugar imported from Belgium, which caramelizes through the waffles, making them crunchy on the outside and moist on the inside.

And if you’re low on cash, Omer and Dave are happy to make a trade, because they’re big fans of bartering.

You can read the rest here.

Photo credit: Tammy Strobel

I wrote a lot about resolutions in January. What I didn’t mention is that I don’t usually make New Year’s Resolutions.

This year I decided to though.

I’ve read and heard a lot about the benefits of meditation over the years, most recently in this fascinating interview with Jill Bolte Taylor, author of Stroke of Insight. Taylor is a neuroscientist. Several years ago, she had a nearly life-threatening stroke that wiped out the left side of her brain. She lost her ability to talk, read, and write. But without the left side of her brain functioning (that’s the part that thinks logically, names things, and worries), she felt an extreme sense of euphoria and well-being. Taylor believes meditation can teach the rest of us to quiet the left side of our brains and experience a similar sense of well-being .

I’ve also read about various studies showing that meditation can boost the immune system and make people happier.

I’ve practiced meditation occasionally over the years, but this year I decided to commit to 15 minutes every day. Like most people, I’m busy. I have a toddler, so solitary quiet time is a rarity. And when I have it, I’m usually feverishly working. So this idea of sitting silently for 15 minutes a day felt like something of a radical act.

What is meditation?

People use many different techniques to meditate. The general idea is to try to focus your attention on one thing. Some people say a mantra or “om”, some sit in front of a mirror, some dance or walk.

I simply sit in silence, close my eyes, and try to focus on my breath. When I inevitably find my mind drifting, I just try to bring my awareness back to my breath. I use the word “try”, because meditating is not as easy as it might sound.

Much to my surprise, in just one month, I’ve noticed some fairly huge changes in the way I think and feel.

• More focus.

I have not always been the most focused person. I partly blame the Internet, because I got used to jumping back and forth between ten tabs at once, skimming things, and clicking from link to link. Then I transferred that mindset to my daily life.

For example, I was reading a lot of books at a time. I’d have four or five stacked up on my nightstand. I’d read half of one, then pick up another, then go back to the first one, or pick  up a new one. And even though I’ve always loved fiction, I got distracted from novels most easily, often putting them down after a few chapters.

I am thinking so much more clearly now. I’ve mostly eradicated multitasking from my life. I make a checklist and do one thing at a time. And I’ve been reading one book at a time start-to-finish and have finished a number of novels. (I imagine making checklists also plays a role in my new-found focus, but more on that in another post.)

• Just being, not thinking

It’s easier for me to just be, for its own sake, without over-thinking it. For instance, I can stand in my backyard and feel the wind, listen to the birds, hear the trees rustle, and smell my neighbors’ woodsmoke without even naming those sensations to myself. Meditating seems to be teaching me to feel without thinking, just as Taylor suggested.

• Emotional awareness.

When you meditate, you observe emotions coming and going. You’re supposed to just be aware of them, notice what they do to your body, and name them as they pass. “Fear, anger, impatience, etc.” After practicing this during meditation, I’m more aware of how I’m feeling when I’m not meditating. (This can be quite helpful when living with an irrational (but adorable) toddler.)

• Making peace with slow

I love listening to the radio and podcasts, but I also spend a lot of my days in silence. I find that I’m even more at ease with the silence now. Also when those inevitable slow times arise during parenting, i.e. waiting for a toddler to eat, get dressed, fall asleep, walk in the same general direction as you, etc., I’m seeing them more as opportunities to practice being present and aware.

Honestly this radical experiment I undertook last month feels a lot less radical now. I don’t feel good unless I sit and do nothing for 15 minutes. It’s starting to feel essential.

When I used to run four or five days a week, I felt an incredible freedom knowing that I could just run anywhere if I needed to. I feel a similar sense of freedom knowing that I can just be.

Do you meditate? If so, have you noticed changes in the way you think and feel since you started?

I’ve had no Internet connection or a very spotty one for the last week. I rely on the Internet for my work, not to mention to create this blog, so it’s been frustrating, maddening, and at times, depressing to be disconnected. But it’s also been eye-opening.

During my first hours without the Internet, I thought of dozens of things I “needed” to do, but could not – access my email, download a podcast, read an article, check an account balance, see what I had on hold at the library, etc. I was shocked by how much of my life I’m living virtually – not in the, um, actual world.

After my offline experience, I’m eager to streamline my online time. And I’m going to embrace five strategies toward that end. If you’re also feeling a bit over-connected, here are some things you might try:

1. Consolidate your email

Over the years, I’ve created several email accounts. I have one for my writing business, and one for this blog, and then there’s my personal email and the one I created for newsletters and the like. This multiple-email-address approach has had its advantages, but it’s inefficient. I’m ready to consolidate into one account.

2. Subscribe to your favorite blogs

I read a number of blogs regularly. These are the ones I’ll have delivered directly to my inbox. I don’t want to clutter up my email too much, so I’ll reserve subscriptions for my favorite blogs. (If you want to subscribe to New Urban Habitat, I added a subscription button to the sidebar up there on your right.)

3. Use a feed reader

For the blogs I read on a less regular basis than my favorites, I’ll continue to use my Google feed reader. It makes it easy to read many blogs in one place, but it can also be overwhelming. I find myself only visiting once a week or so. (That’s why I’m going to have my must-reads delivered to my inbox.)

4. Leave the Internet closed while you compose

I love to research, so when I’m writing an article, a blog post, or even an email, I often find myself clicking over to Google to just look up one thing … and then one more thing. I’m amazed by how much more quickly I’ve been writing without Internet access. In the future, when I need to look up something, I’ll make a note of it and do all my research at once.

5. Put Internet-surfing last on your to-do list

When I go online first thing in the morning, quite a few other things on my to-do list tend to go undone. Lately I’ve been doing all my other chores first, which keeps things running more smoothly at home and with my business.

This post is for Steady Mom’s 30 Minute Blog Challenge.

What are your strategies for simplifying online time?

In an essay in the New York Times Book Review, Jennifer Schuessler argues that boredom is an “important source of creativity, well-being and our very sense of self.”

She points to research indicating that when we’re stuck in a boring situation, like lying in an M.R.I machine, certain areas of our brains register greater activity than when we’re engaged in basic tasks. Which areas? The ones responsible for “autobiographical memory, imagining the thoughts and feelings of others, and conjuring hypothetical events” – the same parts you’d use to read or write a story.

These days most of us seem to want to avoid boredom at all costs. We carry around an arsenal of hand-held gadgets to distract ourselves. Our cellular phones alone have cameras, music players, hundreds of “apps”, and constant Internet access. Our culture tends to celebrate busy-ness and minimize the importance of vacations. And many of us fill the leisure time we have with television. In 2008, the average American watched over five hours a day.

But in our quest to eradicate boredom from our lives, could we be throwing away other things too, like our ability to imagine and be creative?

What do you think? Is boredom good for us?


Bob Votruba, 54, a native of Cleveland, Ohio, is dedicating the next ten years of his life to spreading kindness. He and his Boston terrier Bogart plan to visit 100 college campuses to try to convince young people to aspire toward pursuing one million acts of kindness in their lives. That would add up to 50 acts of kindness a day for 55 years.

Votruba once ran a successful home-building business and owned a 10,000 square foot home. What motivated him to sell his house and all of his possessions, move into a bus, and go on a kindness tour? He says September 11, Virginia Tech, and the suicide of two close acquaintances convinced him that kindness is the only thing that will make the world a better place.

Votruba writes on his website:

Imagine… if we simply hoped for the best toward every person we come in contact with during the day. If each one of us, day by day, shared acts of kindness with those we know and those we don’t know…how would the world change? How would YOU change? How far would our kindness spread?

He encourages young people to aspire toward being “kindness millionaires”.

You can read an article about Votruba here, read his blog here, or connect with him on Facebook here.

Do-it-yourselfing

Sometimes, just occasionally, I’ve been known to go a tad over-the-top when it comes to do-it-yourselfing.

My husband’s a good sport, but he’s been a much-needed balance when I come up with a new lofty idea.

For instance, several years ago, he (and every gardening book I read) warned me that I should start with a nice, small, manageable vegetable garden for my first few years. (Of course, I did exactly the opposite and predictably regretted it.)

And occasionally when I’m giddily filling my husband in on a new craft that I’m eager to tackle, which might require the purchase of a loom or something, he is good about gently reminding me of a certain short-lived obsession I had with making mosaics several years ago. It lasted, oh, about a week and a half.

And while my husband has been on board, I’ve noticed a certain look cross his face when I’ve insisted on making the pizza dough, the sauce, and all of the toppings from scratch; or baking all of our bread; or adopting four baby chicks when we were already overwhelmed caring for an infant and 3 cats; or making my own herbal tinctures; or fermenting kombucha on our counter-top.

So yes, over the years, I’ve been known to get a tiny bit carried away with do-it-yourselfing, and fortunately my husband has been here as a voice of reason…

Until he started brewing beer.

Of course, I was thrilled that he was embarking on a do-it-yourself hobby that may also save us some money.

He started by brewing a few pre-prepared kits from the brewery store. Great.

Then he began buying his ingredients separately and mixing up recipes from books. Splendid.

Then he discovered an old folded-up recipe in the back of a book he found at a yard sale, and decided he needed to tackle that one. Okay.

And now he’s talking about tearing up half of the backyard to plant barley, buying a temperature-controlled refrigerator, and learning how to malt barley in the garage. Uh oh.

I’m a tad terrified. But I also can’t help but admire his can-do spirit.

This post is for Steady Mom’s 30 Minute Blog Challenge.

I love documentary films. They seem to have a special capacity to entertain while making people think, shifting viewpoints, and increasing awareness of different subjects.

Here are 5 of my favorite outlook-changing documentaries:

1.   Rivers and Tides (2004)

Andy Goldsworthy creates ephemeral sculptures in remote areas from natural materials, like ice, stones, and wood. He meticulously plans and creates his works, and watching him do it is mesmerizing. Often unpredictable natural forces, like the tides, are integral to his installations. When he’s finished with a work, he usually must watch it dissolve before his eyes. This film can make you re-examine what art is and why we’re compelled to make it.

2.   Botany of Desire (2009)

Humans have been shaping and controlling the plant world for thousands of years. But what if it is actually plants that are manipulating us? That’s the question Michael Pollan asks in Botany of Desire, a film based on his popular 2002 book by the same title. He examines four species – tulips, apples, cannabis, and potatoes – and looks at how these plants have prospered because humans have desired them. It is a thought-provoking film that can make you re-evaluate humans’ relationship with the natural world.

3.   Unknown White Male (2005)

At the age of 37, Douglas Bruce woke up on the subway headed toward Coney Island with retrograde amnesia. He had no recollection of who he was and no memories. He was carrying a backpack, but it contained nothing to identify him, except for one stray phone number.

In Unknown White Male, Bruce re-meets his family and friends and re-discovers art, music, movies, and the taste of food. He swims in the ocean as though for the first time. Filmmaker Rupert Murray filmed Bruce starting one week post amnesia, allowing viewers to experience the world anew through Bruce’s eyes. And after watching Bruce’s journey, it’s impossible not to think about  the nature of identity, self, and memory.

4.   Touch the Sound (2004)

This film, also by Thomas Riedelsheimer, the director of Rivers and Tides, features Evelyn Glennie, a deaf percussionist who uses touch to “hear” sound. Here’s an excerpt from the product description:

The drone of a suitcase’s wheels on concrete interrupted by the periodic zing of a zipper, the crackling of an icy pond, the echoic clang of metal scaffolding struck by Glennie’s shoe — these sounds become in Riedelsheimer’s skilled hands moments of revelation. Watching this film viewers will feel like they are hearing the world for the first time.

Moreover, Glennie exudes a joyfulness about her life and music that’s contagious.

5.   The Business of Being Born (2008)

Ricki Lake and Abby Epstein demonstrate that birth has become big business in the United States, which hasn’t necessarily improved outcomes for mothers and babies. They follow a New York City based home-birth midwife and film some beautiful and surprising births. It’s an entertaining film, and it has helped convince many women that home birth is a safe option.

What’s your favorite documentary?

I love the feeling of coming out of a rut.

The rhythms of life sometimes go stale. You find yourself preparing the same meals every week, going through the same routines, taking the same walk, doing the same chores.

Then one day the whole world feels electric again, your brain buzzes with ideas, and you can’t wait to start something new.

I used to imagine that I could keep myself from falling into a rut in the first place. But I’ve come to accept that ruts are necessary. The constant cycle of coming in and out of them mirrors the seasons. Fall brings fresh starts. Winter lulls us to a slower pace. Spring pulses with promise … then the sluggish heat descends.

Yesterday was a day for coming out of ruts. The sunshine made the air almost glittery.

My son and I weaved up hills, stomped in puddles, took photographs of trees, and pointed out birds to each other. We closed our eyes and turned our faces to the sun.

I’ve never wanted to live in the tropics. I love seasons. Even though winter’s darkness and summer’s heat almost always come to feel unbearable at some point, that makes the coming season feel all the more welcome. And they give life its rhythms.

My life has its own rhythms right now – dough rising, bread baking, stews simmering, fingers fluttering across the keyboard, words appearing on the computer screen, the never-ending washing and drying and folding of laundry, the squeak of the swing set as my son goes back and forth. I love these routines. I feel grateful for this abundant life. But sometimes the sameness of it all, day after day after day, can feel almost as unbearable as a subzero December week or a scorching August afternoon.

And then a spring day comes along to remind us that what seems permanent right now will be gone before we know it.

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