The Biggies

When my head starts getting lost in the clouds, as is often the case, I turn to my big dreams to focus and ground me. It might sound counterintuitive, but tapping into my heart’s desires helps me to forge a path and understand the necessary effort to get there. Here is my current dream board:

  • Live on a farm in Europe

  • Love my body, care for my body

  • Hunt for mushrooms every year

  • Learn to play the guitar

  • Sing songs to my children

  • Summers at the seaside

  • Have more babies

  • Have more puppies

  • Grow great food

  • Find a way to slow time down

Doesn’t seem like too much to strive for, does it? The wheels are in motion.

Reading List for the Foreseeable Future

Disclaimer: I am a terrible reader. But I’m always trying to improve and lock it in as a hobby of mine, and I’ve started to appreciate the sheer indulgence of curling up with a book and some time.

Here’s what I’m currently reading:

All phenomenal. All nonfiction. Sapiens reads like a very good documentary. Braiding Sweetgrass is incredibly powerful prose and important messages. And Iberia is phenomenal storytelling that literally transports you to a faraway place and time. I love them all. I recommend them all.

I wanted to share a passage from Braiding Sweetgrass that sincerely touched my heart when I read it today (it’s actually what prompted this post):

This is the grammar of animacy. Imagine seeing your grandmother standing at the stove in her apron and then saying of her, “Look, it is making soup. It has gray hair.” We might snicker at such a mistake, but we also recoil from it. In English, we never refer to a member of our family, or indeed to any person as it. ” That would be a profound act of disrespect. It robs a person of selfhood and kinship, reducing a person to a mere thing. So it is that in Potawatomi and most other indigenous languages, we use the same words to address the living world as we use for our family. Because they are our family.

In addition to reading multiple books, I am deeply involved with a few audiobooks on Audible.

21 Lessons for the 21st Century, There’s No Such Thing As Bad Weather, One Man’s Wilderness

Again, all nonfiction. All very good. And side note, I became fascinated by Dick Proenneke — the subject/writer of the 3rd book — after a friend of ours recommended we watch the documentary Alone in the Wilderness. This book is a collection of his journal entries. Damir and I listen to it before we go to sleep some nights and it is lovely storytelling. It is well-narrated and totally engaging. Audible is one of the best things I’ve signed up for. I could not recommend it more to busy moms or non-busy non-moms. I listen to it in the shower, while I cook, while I drive, while I work. It’s a game changer.

Ok so tell me…what are you reading? What should I add to my list? How can I become a better reader?

Just a picture of an almost magical moment


Evening light filtering through still dirty windows.

I think I’ve been forgetting to savor the magical and almost magical moments in life these past few years, so focused on end-goals and surviving and what’s next.

But tonight I snapped this picture as I sat inside hiding from the mosquitos while Keira and Damir played outside. We ate takeout pizza, taught her a few Bosnian words this evening, and I watched her brain click on to realize that “mlijeko” means “milk”.