Thursday, December 31, 2009

Happy New Year!

As this year draws to its end,
We give thanks for the gifts it brought
And how they became inlaid within
Where neither time nor tide can touch them.

The days when the veil lifted
And the soul could see delight;
When a quiver caressed the heart
In the sheer exuberance of being here.

Surprise that came awake
In forgotten corners of old fields
Where expectation seemed to have quenched.

The slow, brooding times
When all was awkward
And the wave in the mind
Pierced every sore with salt.

The darkened days that stopped
The confidence of the dawn.

Days when beloved faces shone brighter
With light from beyond themselves;
And from the granite of some secret sorrow
A stream of buried tears loosened.

We bless this year for all we learned,
For all we loved and lost
And for the quiet way it brought us
Nearer to our invisible destination.

John O'Donohue. To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings. NY: Doubleday, 2008. 159-160.

"Why, God? Why did you invent dogs??!!"

We're keeping the "lost" and found puppy. I took her to the vet today. She weighed 7 pounds and is about 7 weeks old. Poor thing was left in our backyard at only six weeks! We've named her Maisie.

This is our fifth dog that our vet is taking care of. He's been our vet for almost 31 years, as we got our first dog (Bagel, a cocker spaniel) a few months before our first child (DC) was born.

I am sure our cat is wondering WHY we have a THIRD dog!

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Puppy Pictures!

The lost puppy who was found on Dec. 26 in our backyard is still with us. Tomorrow our postman will tell us whether his family wants her. The other two families decided against taking a new puppy. So we'll know tomorrow whether we have our third dog!

13 year old Baillie with the puppy

5 year old Cisco with the puppy


DC and AA's Sampson playing with the puppy; Sampson is the only one of the dogs in our family who plays with the puppy. However, Sampson lives in Austin.

MJ trying to read with the puppy. You can see how much this puppy wants to chew!

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Christmas Pictures 2009

Christmas Eve
MJ and Sampson, DC and AA's dog


AA and Sampson

Sons BJ and DC

Although AE and KA stayed in Seattle for Christmas this year, we had fun with our other children and their dogs coming home. Troy, the energetic Brittany Spaniel, is not in pictures this year, but he ran and barked outside all the time. Sampson, friendly and hunkering bull dog, scared our cat so much that she stayed in her bed in the bathroom the entire time:

Gracie

Monday, December 28, 2009

12 Inner Intentions for 12 Days of Christmas

My friend NKE sent a link to Lynn Jericho's blog about the Twelve Days of Christmas, which she says is an opportunity to delve more deeply into ourselves. She calls this blog of thoughts and guided meditations, with questions to ponder or journal about: Inner Christmas 2009: The Twelve Inner Intentions.

You may sign up for reminders for these twelve messages. Also, you may look at the blog and go back to the other days.

I have not had the time to devote to this yet, because I am preoccupied with our "lost" puppy. Having a puppy is like having a baby to take care of. Still, I hope to sit with one or more of the days of meditations and ponder them in my heart--or in the future.


This is what Lynn says about making an "Inner Christmas Journal":

"Select and copy the text of the message to your text program. Make any changes to the font for your reading comfort. Create an Inner Christmas 2009 folder on your desktop.

"You can then use the message as a journal by inserting your own thoughts, responding to the questions, or adding questions of your own.

"Also you can insert lots of blank space after each thought, paragraph or question for your writing; print the document; write your thoughts in the blank spaces; and keep all the messages in a binder.

"I encourage you to return to the messages throughout the year to deepen your understanding of your soul and the ways you meet your soul's needs."

Sunday, December 27, 2009

How well Diane writes!

Diane at Faith in Community wrote this:

"We contemplate the incarnation in the midst of real life, while God is busy hunkering down in our real life.

"Somehow, God is redeeming the world, and somehow God is using us, our flesh, to redeem the world, but when I look at us, I doubt it."

How true and beautiful this is. Thank you, Diane.

Where did everyone go?


Everybody's left, except for MJ who is reading. Too many goodies still around, though DC and AA took some home with them. We even gave them some "aged" beer that was in the cupboard for several years, since they're having a New Year's Eve party.

We're back to having two dogs instead of four, though honestly we have three (and had five) since a lost puppy was found in our backyard on Dec. 26. She looks like a mixture of golden retriever, lab, and who knows what else and is darling. We've posted signs around the neighborhood and have notified the lost pet hotline. No one has called yet.

And now CB and I are going off to post more signs around the neighborhood.

Here is MJ with the "lost" puppy.

Friday, December 25, 2009

Prayer

The breath of life in you is God’s Love everlasting

The gifts you share with others is God’s Joy within

The words of Love you speak is God’s Peace on Earth

The life you hope for is wrapped in the manger abiding

May the First Christmas Story be the center of your heart

and may the New Year ahead be established on true

Hope, Peace, Joy and Love which surpass all human understanding.

From HOPE, PEACE, JOY, LOVE by Takouhi Demirdjian-Petro

Merry Christmas!

Orkut Scraps - Christmas

Orkut Scraps - Christmas Scraps

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Christmas Blessings

The birth of Jesus with shepherds

JESUS MAFA is a response to the New Testament readings from the Lectionary by a Christian community in Cameroon, Africa.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

An Illuminated Joy: A Christmas Book of Hours



An Illuminated Joy: A Christmas Book of Hours intertwines artwork from Jan Richardson's series The Advent Hours with a wondrous song from Garrison Doles. (It’s from his Christmas CD The Night of Heaven and Earth.) Jan posted this on her blog The Advent Door.

Recyling over the Holidays

Well, our recycling containers are full and overflowing, with cardboard, catalogs, newspapers, and bags of shredded paper (the latter were provided as packing material in a box that AE and KA sent us from Seattle.)

Our recycling is picked up every two weeks, but "our day" is this Friday, which is Christmas, so there will be no pick-up. In 2 1/2 more weeks, I cannot imagine how much we'll have to recycle! After Christmas, there will be even more cardboard to recycle. But we'll do it and be glad when it's finally picked up on January 8, 2010.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

It's almost Christmas

Tomorrow son DC and wife AA and younger son BJ are arriving! Also coming are their dogs: Sampson the bull dog and Troy the hyper Brittany Spaniel.

So today I baked three kinds of cookies. Tomorrow I'll clean. Then they'll be here in the afternoon. Yay!

Too bad daughters AE and KA will be staying in Seattle this year. I'm glad they call often.

Monday, December 21, 2009

Christmas Letter from 1513

Fra Giovanni Giocondo (c.1435–1515) was a Renaissance pioneer, accomplished as an architect, engineer, antiquary, archaeologist, classical scholar, and Franciscan friar. Today we remember him most for his reassuring letter to Countess Allagia Aldobrandeschi on Christmas Eve, 1513.


KerzeI salute you. I am your friend, and my love for you goes deep. There is nothing I can give you which you have not. But there is much, very much, that, while I cannot give it, you can take. No heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in it today. Take heaven! No peace lies in the future which is not hidden in this present little instant.

Take peace! The gloom of the world is but a shadow. Behind it, yet within our reach, is joy. There is radiance and glory in darkness, could we but see. And to see, we have only to look. I beseech you to look!

Life is so generous a giver. But we, judging its gifts by their covering, cast them away as ugly or heavy or hard. Remove the covering, and you will find beneath it a living splendor, woven of love by wisdom, with power. Welcome it, grasp it, and you touch the angel's hand that brings it to you.

Everything we call a trial, a sorrow or a duty, believe me, that angel's hand is there. The gift is there and the wonder of an overshadowing presence. Your joys, too, be not content with them as joys. They, too, conceal diviner gifts.

Life is so full of meaning and purpose, so full of beauty beneath its covering, that you will find earth but cloaks your heaven. Courage then to claim it; that is all! But courage you have, and the knowledge that we are pilgrims together, wending through unknown country home.

From Gratefulness.org

Our Wedding Anniversary


Today CB and I have been married for 38 years! We were married in Saint Paul's Episcopal Church in Bellingham, WA. My mother made my wedding dress. The four bridesmaids (or their mothers) made their cream blouses and green velvet skirts. My mother and I baked cookies for the reception in the parish hall across the street. It was a beautiful wedding on a cold night. It was a much simpler wedding than those that are currently popular. Even so, my dad kept asking me if I'd rather elope to save money and skip the rigamarole!

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Advent as life

from the series Elegant Genji - Furyu Genji
Figures by Kunisada
Date: 1853
Publisher: Iseya Kanekichi

Much of the northeast USA is under snow--and northern US. So this thought from Mitch Finley seems appropriate:

"Do you live in a snowy land? Or do you remember living in a snowy land at an earlier time in your life, waking up to find the world under snow? The first snowfall of the winter. Remember. Look out a window at the first snowfall of the year and capture the silence in your heart. Everything is quiet; the snow muffles sound. In the snow, under the fall of snow, the world becomes an Advent place, waiting quietly, waiting for whatever destiny the snow may bring. Waiting quietly.

"Sing a song of Advent, pocket full of sky. Four and twenty snow birds all begin to fly. There are no words, there is no poetry wide enough to hold the mystery that is Advent. As we step into the last week of Advent we realize, with chagrin, that Advent is always beginning. Even as Advent starts the snow, quiet walk towards its own end we know that it never ends. Even on Christmas, we know that life itself is one long Advent, waiting, looking forward, moving toward the beginning that is the end of life. Life is one long Advent moving toward the Christmas that is our ultimate destiny. Each Advent reminds us of this. Each Advent reminds us."

~~Finley, Mitch. Season of Promises: Praying through Advent. Williston Park, NY: Resurrection Press, 1995. 49.

Saturday, December 19, 2009


AE and KA in Seattle got all three packages today via the wonderful USPS. AND I only addressed ONE package to the wrong address. The aware postal employees got it with the other two to the correct address. I am so happy!!

Letter to Santa

Friday, December 18, 2009

Friday Five: Christmas Traditions

Christmas traditions vary from family to family and from regions afar. I've been pleased that my oldest son's wife AA loves to be with our family for Christmas, though I don't think we do anything out of the ordinary. It helps that DC has one brother and two sisters to liven up our home.

Since I finally decorated the Christmas tree and have started baking Christmas cookies, I am thinking of Christmas only being one week away.

Rather late into the morning, I am finally getting around to thinking of our family traditions.

1. Christmas Letter with cards:
I love sending out our family's Christmas letter, because each member of our family writes his/her own part. Oddly, this tradition started 17 years ago, the first Christmas after my mother died. I could not write the letters I usually did for our new home in NJ, so I got each child and CB to write their little parts. Back then, the letter was one typed page, but in recent years it has extended to front and back of a sheet of paper.

It has always been our policy that each person writes whatever they want. In adolescent years, that was sometimes difficult to accept, but we did. In return, I can see that my children do not criticize my offerings of a religious vein, for which I am grateful.

I wish I had carefully saved each letter since 1992, along with the family picture taken, and archived them someplace. I never did and deeply regret that. With the busy-ness of four children and various moves, I never realized that this was a new tradition in our family!

2. Christmas cookies:
My mother and her family were famous for baking, especially of cookies. I usually overdo the baking of Christmas cookies, but am hoping I'll restrain myself somewhat by my commitment to health and Weight Watchers.

I inherited my mother's recipes and her love for cookbooks. Christmas cookies are made with butter and chocolate and other rich ingredients. The recipe I discovered last year is one I love, because marzipan and almond paste are Christmas treats for me (but not the males in my family, who don't like them). The recipe is for almond shortbread and is from the Odense website. Here it is:


Almond Shortbread

Yield

One 9" x 13" tray of shortbread

Time

15 minutes to assemble.
25 minutes to bake.
Total Time: 40 minutes


INGREDIENTS

1-7 oz box Odense Almond Paste, grated 1 cup sugar 2 sticks salted butter, room temp. 2 egg yolks 2 & 1/2 cups all-purpose flour 1 teaspoon baking powder


TOOLS & EQUIPMENT

Electric mixer
Baking dish, 9"x13" or similar
Wire rack, for cooling


DIRECTIONS

    1. Preheat oven to 350° F.
    2. Grease the baking dish.
    3. Add grated Almond Paste, sugar and butter to a mixing bowl. Mix on low speed until combined. Increase speed to high and beat for three minutes, scraping down bottom and sides of bowl.
    4. Add egg yolks, one at a time, beating well between each yolk. Beat on high speed for three minutes, until light in color and texture.
    5. Sift together the flour and baking powder. Add to batter. Mix on low speed, until just incorporated. Do not over-mix!
    6. Lightly press the dough into the greased baking dish, using a sheet of wax paper to help smooth the surface.
    7. Score the surface with a knife in the size squares that you wish. This makes for easier cutting later on.
    8. Bake 22-26 minutes or until lightly golden.
    9. Cool pan on wire rack. Don't cut until cool.
    10. Store in an airtight container.
3. Homemade cinnamon rolls and scrambled eggs on Christmas morning:
My mother used to bring her own baked cinnamon rolls from Bellingham, WA to wherever we lived for Christmas morning. (She would also bring the pieces of gingerbread she made for the kids to build a gingerbread house.)

When she died, I felt obligated to keep those food traditions going, though the gingerbread house does not always get baked. For the past 3-4 years, daughter MJ has made the cinnamon rolls and BJ cooks the scrambled eggs.

4. Nativities or creches:
I collect nativities and have for years. Friends and family have given me unique ones from various places in the world, especially daughter AE from Germany. Last year I posted pictures of some of them.

My first nativity set was given to me by my cousin Margaret (who I visited in Calgary) when I was a little girl. It is wooden and was made in France. Mary is holding baby Jesus.

I've always a "thing" about our images of the Nativity with Jesus stuck in the manger, which was "invented" by Saint Francis. Babies need to be held and fed by their mothers. Now I realize that my first creche showed this and maybe influenced me more than I ever imagined.

5. New tradition of stocking gifts for each other:
We had a long tradition of Santa Claus visiting our children, with four children. When Santa finally stopped coming to our house, we began giving each other a small gift in stockings. CB and I even have stockings, because my friend JKJ (from high school!) gave us stockings she'd sewed in the 1970's, with our names on them. We never used them until this new tradition began and are so glad we have them now.

My mother made embroidered and needlepoint stockings for the children. She died before she could finish one for MJ. When MJ was a little girl, a sweet lady named Sara Beth from church made a beautiful needlepoint stocking for her. And Lands End "made" one for KA!