I am convinced that in one of my past lives, I must have met Rumi. How else can I explain the magnitude of love that I feel whenever I read his poetry. What other reasons can I find to express the sadness that resonates between the endless lines of beauty that are Rumi's poems? … Continue reading Rumi.
Alas, the blooms provided a stunning show. I've written about my being a Peony Loyalist for years. I honestly believed that my love for this beauty was purely accidental. I learned about the flowers when I first saw a bunch of them in a vase on someone's desk. The first question that came out of my … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: The Peony Show
There are days when life becomes abundantly cray that one may lose balance or focus. This is what may have been one of those days when I took the photo above at my acupuncturist. I've been going to Asian Acupuncture in Fairbanks, Alaska for several years now, and I found through it all that … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: Cups and Needles
Folks. Let's get real. When a person commits to Whole30, you know it's about to go down. To commit to going 30 days without sugar, bread, carbs (the bad ones), dairy (and I don't know--everything else that we call decadent, and comforting) is downright borderline psycho. So, of course, I made my family try … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: To Whole30 or To Fake Whole30–That Is The Question.
The husband and I have fallen into a routine during the weekend. Soon after we drop our daughter off at her ballet school for several hours, we incorporate sitting down for lunch in the middle of running our boring but much adulting needed errands. In a way, I believe we are somewhat nostalgically preparing ourselves … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: Favorite Spaces in Fairbanks, Alaska
I first read "A Vindication of the Rights of Woman" by Mary Wollstonecraft when I embarked on my undergraduate studies in English literature. It's a pretty complex, and heavy read. In summary, Mary's argument was that women, in particular mothers, are the first teachers of their children, and as teachers--mothers must be educated so that … Continue reading A Vindication of Warriors.
Since I started the first Ma Vie En Rose on a meringue theme--let's keep going shall we? But first a few disclosures.. Fact #1: I've taken way too many photos throughout the years of the Pavlovas I've made. I should have organized them better on my phone. Lesson learned. Fact #2: I suffer from selective … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: La Pavlova
I treated myself to a Harry Potter marathon this weekend. Guilty as charged. But, I must say that watching the HP movies (aside from reading the books a million times over) under the current social climate---brings forth a new revelation. One would sincerely believe that J.K. Rowling is a modernized oracle who was able … Continue reading To pity or not.
We've driven the highway from Fairbanks to Anchorage numerous times throughout the years. The trips were often for soccer games, football games, wrestling tournaments, etc. The drive has become a ritual. But, as the years continue on, and the boys have grown and moved to college, we drive to Anchorage for some down time … Continue reading On the Road… again.
Years ago, I wrote an essay titled Omission and it was focused on the trials and tribulations of raising children, and how in some ways they are quite literally, assholes. I wrote about the beauty of motherhood, and how this commonality is in fact a band of sisterhood going a journey of becoming and/or being a … Continue reading A True Omission..
The Echo Muse 