The Summer Carousel

The Summer Carousel
I have been a carousel lover for a very long time, visiting the historical carousel factory outside of Buffalo, NY and riding their FAST carousel. They told us that carousels started out only as an adult ride, so they went fast.
Another time, Donna, Sadie, Delainey and I visited Binghamton, NY which has SIX carousels. We stayed overnight in a hotel, rode three one day and three the next.
Two years ago at Ocean City, NJ at the age of 80, I couldn’t get up on a moving horse and had to ride in a stationery chariot. Last year at Ocean City I was so discouraged I didn’t even try. This year at Ocean City after five years of Egoscue work and daily exercise I GOT UP ON A MOVING HORSE AND RODE!!!

Carousel Pantoum

successful
climb onto the horse’s back
with two daughters helping
and two granddaughters hoping

the climb onto the carousel horse
began with fearful anticipation
and two granddaughters hoping diminished
the dread of failure and quick dispatch to the boring chariot

what started with fear and anxiety
shifted into unbelievable coordination
and this 82-year-old woman eliminated the chariot dread
replacing it with circular excitement

the coordination shift
was greeted with glee
and the circular excitement
erupted into wide-flung smiles

gleeful greetings
flew to all she knew
and wide-flung smiles
filled photos and her heart

she knew and cherished both carousel and visible ocean
two daughters helping her accomplish late-age dreams
filling her heart with love and
success

A Summer of Writing

A Summer of Writing
Somewhere during the June summer days I read about someone who wrote something every day. I thought: Wow—that would be something to try. And I’m trying it. I started on June 30th and here on August 15th I’m still going strong. So I’ll share from time to time, what I write from day to day.
To start with here’s an acrostic about Ocean City, NJ.

Oceanaire Acrostic

Ocean always there
Careening with storm turmoil or
Ebb and flow whisper waves.
Action on the boardwalk
Never-ending beckons locals
And visitors to join the frenzy for
Ice cream, pizza, funnel cake and taffy.
Relaxing and restful? Not so much.
Energizing and stimulating? Ever and always.

On the Brink of Lent

On the Brink of Lent
This year I have made multiple plans for Lent and am now excited that Ash Wednesday is just around the corner.
Years ago when my children were young, I wrote an activity for every day of Lent for us to do as a family—keep a calendar of sunrises and sunsets to see how the days do lengthen; having a Stone Soup party; making pretzels; creating a spring mobile; having a wonder bowl; writing an Easter litany, and on and on.
Now the children are grown and I find myself making a Lenten plan just for me. The other night I was reading in the magazine Weavings, an article titled “Keep In Touch,” and it gifted me with my outline for Lent.
My plan is titled “Staying in Touch During Lent” and it has three parts: Staying in touch with those around me, with my truest self, and with God.
Staying in Touch With Those Around Me—goes back several years to a time when I was down in the dumps. It happened to be around Lent, and a friend of mine said, “Why don’t you try contacting somebody each day during Lent and letting them know you’re thinking about them.” I did that and my “down-in-the-dumps” left.
In its place has been a rich practice of calling people who live too far for me to see them often, or contacting people that are just going through a hard time, or reaching out to people I just want to be sure I stay in touch with. And I keep track in a special calendar of these calls (or lunches, or over-nights), so that I keep myself accountable and can know that it’s been six weeks since I talked to this one or that one and they’re due for a call.
For this section I’m also going to explore whether there’s a way to expand “those around me” to beyond my friends and into the world.
Staying in Touch With My Truest Self—this section involves a little book titled 40 Soul-Stretching Conversations—writing a spiritual journal with Joan Chittister.” She writes a short piece, she gives the reader either a short piece of scripture or a quote by someone, and then provides space for me to write a few sentences of reflection.
This section also asks me to be in relationship to food in a healthy, reasonable way. There’s an empty bowl on my dining room table that Thich Nhat Hanh refers to as a bowl of appropriate measure. It reminds me.
Staying in Touch With God— This one involves a short daily meditation time (can be with a mindfulness walk, a sitting prayer time, or a movement dance). And finally this section ends each evening with a time of prayer, a time of me questioning my day and a short journal entry of how I lived in the middle of it, and ending with a song.
And so it’s an intentional staying in touch during Lent. Join me on part of it or all of it, or at the least, wish me well.

Gain Some–Lose Some

Gain Some——Lose Some
I’m reminded of the quote by Erma Bombeck: I’ve been on a constant diet for the last two decades. I’ve lost a total of 789 pounds. By all accounts, I should be hanging from a charm bracelet.
I happened in 2014 to keep track pretty conscientiously of my weight. I found that some days I would gain a half a pound, some days I would lose a pound, some days I would gain two pounds, etc., etc. Well, I went through those records and found that over the course of the year I gained 85 1/2 pounds, and I lost 79 1/2 pounds. On January first I weighed 150. And on December 31st I weighed 144 1/2. My highest weight within the year was 152, and my lowest weight was 138. That’s a fluctuation of fourteen pounds.
I don’t know what it all proves. It just was a little bit interesting.

Long-Term Program–Join Me

Long-Term Program—Join Me
I’m starting a five-year program today. I woke up this morning thinking—you can do it—you just need to do it longer than a day, or a month, or until it collapses. Stay with it for five years!
I have to tell you that for the years 2001 to 2005 I kept a five-year diary. Not the little leather kind that has a lock and key and is pink leather and has teeny tiny spaces to write in. Back in 2001 I got a regular loose-leaf notebook and regular 8 1/2 by 11 lined notebook paper and I divided each page into five sections. The top section was 2001, second section 2002, third section 2003—-you get the idea. Each page was one day—January 1 for instance. And I filled in each section for five years. The beauty of this 365-page journal is that each page has the entry for January 7th or June 14th, and you can easily read where you were a year ago.
For me, the issue that I’m going to address is eating. I go on and off a diet. I am “good” for three days and then go berserk. I am a life-time member of Weight Watchers. I am not grossly overweight. But at my age of 81 years, the less I carry around the better it is for my back and my knees.
Now if you want to join me, it doesn’t have to be around eating. It could be something else you really want to accomplish AND you want to stick with it until it IS accomplished. So make your notebook (I’ve already got mine started and ready to go for these last days of January—although I’m using a 5 1/2” x 8 1/2” notebook this time). I’d say “good luck” to us, but in this instance, it isn’t about luck I’m thinking. It’s more about sticking to a goal for a good, long time, and writing it down. Make your notebook and let me know you’re joining me and if you want, let me know your project.

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New Year Prayer and Resolution

377. New Year Prayer and Resolution
I came across the other day those lines that were used in the musical “Godspell” but that really dated back to the 1200’s. You’ll recognize them in the prayer of Saint Richard of Chichester (1197 to 1253).

Thanks be to thee, my Lord Jesus Christ,
for all the benefits thou hast given me,
for all the pains and insults thou hast borne for me.
O most merciful redeemer, friend and brother,
may I know thee more clearly,
love thee more dearly,
follow thee more nearly, day by day. Amen.

And almost immediately we can sing those last three lines—–know thee more clearly, love thee more dearly, follow thee more nearly, day by day, by day, by day, by day.
I can hardly imagine a better prayer for the New Year-—and in fact, I can hardly imagine a better resolution for the New Year.

Hymn of Thanks Giving

Here’s a hymn I wrote recently to a familiar tune. Try singing it on this day before Thanksgiving. It’s the only hymn I know of with the word “chocolate” in it. Yeah! Have a wonderful Thanksgiving Day!

Song of Thanks Giving

Tune: Joyful, Joyful, We Adore Thee

Thank you for the friends around me,

Thank you for the food I eat,

Thank you for the porch I sit on,

Thanks for chocolate, rich and sweet.

Thank you for my family gathered,

Even when we don’t agree,

Thanks for goals that keep me striving,

Thank you for the world I see.

Thank you for the storm that’s swirling,

Helps me work for peace sublime,

Thank you for my daily projects,

Help me carefully to use time.

Thank you for the opposite pieces,

For the yes, and for the no,

Help me listen, help me offer

New directions we can go.

Thank you for the busy parts of

Every day in which I live,

Thank you for the times of silence

When I settle in to give.

Give myself into your service,

God of plenty, God of spare,

Help me keep on seeing thank-you’s

In my life—most everywhere.

© Copyright 2014 by Ann Freeman Price

Rock-a-Roo Chair

I was going through some old memories I have typed and found this poem. It is long but captures that time in 1990 when I was engaged in full days of grandchild day-care and loving it. Reading the poem again brought back to me the reality of that Rock-a-roo chair and the Rock-a-roo song and the feeling of that little boy in my arms. That little boy is now 25.

***

Rock-A-Roo Chair

***

rocking with a baby

is one of the moments

where cuddle and

special take over

and pressure and must do

melt away

***

cherish the feel

of a tiny one

wrapped tight in blankets

rocking back and forth

forth and back

***

start to breathe

differently in a rocking

chair – breaths

synchronize with

sounds of wooden runners

skimming the floor

***

sometimes feet make

a pattern sound

heel – toe; heel toe heel toe

heel – toe; heel toe heel toe

baby quiets

adult too

***

sometimes songs gather

themselves in the rocker

Rockin in the rockin chair

You and me

Looking out the window

What do you see

Sometimes you see a car

Sometimes you see a car

And sometimes the car is green

and sometimes the car is red

and sometimes the car is blue

and sometimes the car is yellow

Rockin in the rockin chair

You and me…..

***

two and three-year-olds

will fight sleep for nearly

twenty-seven minutes

wanting to pick the

next thing you see out the window

or the next color

the list is endless

the moon, leaves,

animals, sun

real or pretend

there can always be

another verse

***

sooner or later

and later or sooner

even three-year-olds

get eyelids that

flicker closed

and heads that burrow

into softness and

sleepness

***

adult heads rest too

on the high backed rocker

adult eyes slide shut

sinking in the luxury

of rockin’ rhythm

and toddler scrumptious

***

rocking with a baby

is the moment

where cuddle

and special

are most

***

© Copyright 1990 by Ann Freeman Price

Live Your Life

I’ve decided to periodically just share a quotation that I like. The one for today is: Live your life as you see fit. That’s not selfish. Selfish is to demand that others live their lives as you see fit. ——Anthony DeMello

New Hymn

373. New Hymn

Last April I posted a recommendation for the book, “Just Jesus” by Walter Wink. Not long after I finished that book I wrote the following hymn, but I’m just getting around five months later to post it. Anyway, I’m back now. Here’s the hymn:

Follow This Jesus

(Dedicated to Walter Wink and his book, Just Jesus)

I would follow this Jesus who all through his days

Walked the road of compassion and non-violent ways.

He spoke of resistance when things were not just,

And he lived an example in which we can trust.

I would follow this Jesus who knew how to live,

Saving time for himself, finding time he could give

To others around him, both strangers and friend,

Showing how God is present without and within.

Yes, with Jesus before me and through all my years

He has given his model to conquer my fears.

I’ll live life authentic as he did each day,

I will follow this Jesus and know of the Way.

(Tune: How Firm a Foundation)

© Copyright 2014 by Ann Freeman Price

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