Category: Reverb10

#reverb10 – Body Integration

Body integration. This year, when did you feel the most integrated with your body? Did you have a moment where there wasn’t mind and body, but simply a cohesive YOU, alive and present?
I think I had two instances of being cohesively me and the interesting thing about each of these days is that I also felt very in touch with nature.
This spring on one of the first warm days of the year I felt overcome by what I called “spring fever”. I just couldn’t concentrate any longer and decided to check out of work a little early and go to the lake. It had only been a few weeks since my Mom passed and I was missing her desperately and felt I could be closer to her at the lake.
Well I got to the lake and remembered that the temperature is much colder by the water than inland, but I was comfortable and spent a couple of hours just gazing out into the lake, taking photos and being with me! It was great!
The second time was last Wednesday as I danced in the snow during Cleveland’s first snow storm! I was outside without a hat on and just taking in the beauty of the falling snow. I had images of my childhood when we used to rush out the back door to make snow angels in the perfect white flakes! All the worries and cares were wiped away and I felt alive and ready to tackle any and all challenges!

#reverb10 – Wisdom

What a weekend! I’m late in posting my reverb10 reflections so today I’m posting two. Maybe three because it is my plan to do all 31 even if I didn’t start on time!
First let’s look at the December 10th prompt – Wisdom, “What was the wisest decision you made this year, and how did it play out?” When I first read this prompt I thought it would be difficult to write or to determine, because let’s face it – most people don’t think they are very wise especially in a day-to-day way. Or at least that’s how I am. However after thinking back on the past year I was able to come up with a response fairly quickly.
Throughout the years I have been very good at advising others that you can ‘only do what you can do’ and that you are not in control of the emotions and actions of others. I thought that I did a pretty good job of this myself – that is not harping on the reactions and attitudes of others. My philosophy has always been “if you know in your heart that you have done the best that you can” in any situation then let it go.
This year has presented a number of situations when I have been engaged in heated exchanges with others because of their perception of an event, action or something similar. It was becoming a serious problem, one that left me angry, aggravated and just not in a good state. That is until I took my own advice and realized that there problems were not mine.
So, how has this worked? It has limited my level of anxiety and frustration, but it has resulted in strained relationships. I am not happy that some of my relationships with people that are very important to me are in dire straits, but at the same time I am not constantly stressing either. I can’t always put others before me and my mental and physical health. Phew I said it, and I really mean it. Hoping for a stress free ’11!

#reverb10 – What is the Last Thing You Made?

So on my second day of participating in #reverb10 I am happy to say we have a happy topic, or one that does not dwell on any sadness. The topic today is what is the last thing you made and this works well with my previous post on feeling a little scatterbrained because I have been doing so many things. So technically, the last thing I made was one half of a pair of foot warmers. These are hand knit and made first and foremost with love, because I love the person who will wear them and I hope that each time they put them on the depth of our friendship will come through and warm them both physically and emotionally. The yarn used to knit these warmers is Artful Yarns Circus and it is 95% wool and 5% acrylic so they are nice and warm and you can toss them in the laundry – making them convenient.
I have knit these over the last several years for a number of friends and I receive rave reviews after the fact. It is such a joy to knit something and then have the recipient genuinely enjoy the gift. This is something that really brings a smile to my face!
The completed project are a couple of hand knit hats, again they are made with love, but t
he fiber used was Cascade Lana Grande a bulky yarn – also a mix of wool and acrylic.
I can’t wait to pass on the love!

Reverb10 – "What (or whom) Did You Let Go of This Year? Why

Today is my first day participating in Reverb10. If you’re not familiar, this is an annual challenge held during the month of December and you – the writer are given prompts each day to tell the story of the year and look forward to the new year. That’s my interpretation and I think I’m on point.

So I’m five days behind and I would start on the day they pose the tough prompt. So herei it goes!
February 27, 2010
Have you ever woke up and gone through the day without a clue as to the devastation and pain that was quickly approaching? Well that is the only way I can describe the day I had to say goodbye to my mother, Chris Shockley. I’ve never felt so much pain.

The day started at my parent’s house where I had spent the night with my Mom. She was having a difficult time at night, but I never thought the end was this close. Mommy was restless Friday night constantly going from bed to chair, from bed to chair. It was almost as if she didn’t want to sleep, and now as I reflect I wonder did she know the end was close and she wasn’t quite ready? I think maybe. I now know that she was telling me the time was near, but I continued to hold on to hope that she would continue to fight.
At one point during the night she would wake and ask me to hold her as she went back to sleep and then a few hours later she woke with a start and yelled “I’m leaving” and I quieted her and said I was there and everything was okay. Today I know that she was letting me know that her journey was coming to an end.
I left my parent’s house the next morning with my Mom seated on the side of her bed. She said “I love you,” and I told her the same and that I would talk with her later. When I got home I went to bed and slept for most of the day. That evening I was to attend an American Legion dance with my husband so I got up and got dressed to spend a night on the town.
Less than an hour after arriving at the Party Center I received a call from my sister saying Mommy’s pulse was thready and weak and I needed to get to the house. I grabbed the keys from my husband and began the fifteen minute drive to my parent’s house. We were in the midst of a snow storm and I traveled as fast as I could – praying all the way “Lord, let her hold on until I get there. Lord, please don’t take her.” The snow was coming down thick and heavy and the roads were becoming slick, but I made it.
I drove into the driveway and ran to the back door where I was greeted by my aunt, and I knew before she said anything that I was too late. The pain grabbed me deep within my stomach and a scream of “Noooooo!” could be heard throughout the house. I slumped to the floor and cried before going upstairs and laying with my mother and saying goodbye.
Cancer had once again knocked on the door of my family and taken a cherished member away. My world is emptier and I am regularly reaching to call her on the phone and recount something special, interesting or funny going on in my life.
A piece of my heart has gone, but I now have my own personal angel watching over me. Below is the tribute I wrote in honor of my Mom.

The Birdie on My Shoulder

From the beginning you fought for me

That fight would continue for many years in many forms.

Your strength was always present even when we were apart.

You assured me that whenever I had trouble all I had to do was look on my shoulder

On my shoulder a little bird sat watching – that Red Robin was you.

You watched over me as I spoke my first words, took my first steps and ventured out into the world.

As I ventured into the world you assured me that you would be there, “I’m the little bird on your shoulder” you said.

With every step I’ve taken since I’ve paused to think “What would my little birdie think?”

My birdie said “Reach for the sky, there are no limits if you work hard at it.”

When the ceiling seemed short and I couldn’t see my birdie. You said take your arms, wrap them around you and squeeze.

That ever present hug is what I’m holding on to, because my birdie still watches over me, but she has taken flight and is perched on the right side of God.

From that perch on high she will guide and protect me.