Saturday, June 27, 2009

summer juice

You stood in the kitchen
Juicing time
Your busy hand covered with pulp
Offered me a glass of the yellow summer juice
And I drank it.
It was warm in my mouth
Like butter or cake
It tumbled down
Like the butterflies in my stomach
And I curled my toes
And I squeezed my eyelids
And they looked like raisins
And I tilted back my head
And sighed.

You stood at the bus stop
Breathing words
Your lips dripping with letters
Offered me a yellow summer story and
I ate it.
It was sticky in my mouth
Like peanut butter or cheese
It slid down my spine
Like a shiver
And I curled my toes
And I squeezed my eyelids
And they looked like thoughts
And I tilted back my head
And smiled.


well life has been going great. i am totally in love with running. i have gone at least three times every week since i've been here and have been dying to run another real race since my first one in april. ps if you want to see the results click here.
so the ketchikanians know how to party. this 5k is called "only fools run at midnight" and it's a costume party. everyone is supposed to wear a costume and there is a contest and everything. it starts at midnight hahaha im going as a leopard because i actually want to get a good time and not be wearing some crazy costume so i'm wearing my leopard sweater with some ears. you know how i roll.

some thoughts i have had about running:
when you run as far as you can possibly go, that's when you call it half way and head back home.
never ever stop running. go as slowly as you need to, but never ever stop.
run with nothing but your mind. no music, no water, no phone.
running with a backpack makes running without a backpack that much more wonderful.

today i ate: lunch at 10 am because i was so bored at work
today i got: past the halfway mark in darrell's uncle's book
today i really wanted to be: an editor
today i was so happy: to get to know taylor better at work

Monday, June 8, 2009

i know every rock and tree and creature has a life, has a spirit, has a name.

do you believe what pocahontas said about rocks having a spirit? in the hymn "my country is of thee" (no. 339) there is a line about rocks breaking their silence. and as we know, everything was created spiritually before it was created physically. i was talking about this with some friends, and one of them gave me the coolest answer. he said rocks probably do have a spirit, but its a little different than ours. it's not a spirit that can act, but one that can be acted upon.

sometimes i wish that i could just be acted upon and not act. being so active gets tiring. maybe rocks are the perfect creation. they are the sure foundation. [Christ compared Himself to the rock!] they don't argue or cause fights. the only time they cause problems is complete accident. they cover the entire the earth, and they make great countertops.

rocks rock i guess.

today i: fasted :)
today i got: the tingles from a great hug
today i left my fate up to: my itunes on shuffle
today i was: super moody....

the way

2 nephi 4:5 if ye are brought up in the way ye should go ye will not depart from it.

i worry about raising children sometimes. i've known a lot of good parents that end up having crazy kids out of no fault of their own. but here in 2 nephi, there is something we can do. bring them up in the way. trisha and i were discussing what the way might mean. romans 3: 12 says anyone not in the way is unprofitable. unprofitable in the dictionary means not beneficial or useful. d&c 82: 6 none doeth good all have gone out of the way. i come to the conclusion that the way is good works- service. bringing children up to do service will keep them in that path of good works. the scripture in romans makes us into God's instrument. staying in the way means doing the good work of God.

i love good deeds. they are so delightful. the other day, my friend sam scooped the nasty food out of our clogged sink as i was doing the dishes. it was golden.

one of the definitions of the way in the dictionary says, "a means of entry or exit from somewhere." i wonder where that could be. ;)

Sunday, June 7, 2009

mi fido di te

i like that trust is a reflexive verb which means the verb always takes a direct object, or the performed on or with or to a noun. in italian i think it's interesting that when you trust someone or something, the direct object is yourself, while the person or thing that you trust becomes the object of the preposition. mi fido di te means i trust myself of you.

marvin j. ashton said. "real charity is not something you give away; it is something that you acquire and make a part of yourself. and when the virtue of charity becomes implanted in your heart, you are never the same again. it makes the thought of being a basher repulsive.

"perhaps the greatest charity comes when we are kind to each other, when we don’t judge or categorize someone else, when we simply give each other the benefit of the doubt or remain quiet. charity is accepting someone’s differences, weaknesses, and shortcomings; having patience with someone who has let us down; or resisting the impulse to become offended when someone doesn’t handle something the way we might have hoped. charity is refusing to take advantage of another’s weakness and being willing to forgive someone who has hurt us. charity is expecting the best of each other."

the relationship between charity and trust is clear. to have complete charity you have to trust people. trust is hard for me. i believe in people's potential but i don't trust them to live up to it. i can't wait till i have perfect trust which will help me to have perfect charity.

today i felt: nervous
today i disliked: the weather
today i just wanted: to go home and be in bed
today i realized: that people are sometimes kinder than i accept