Tuesday, August 10

fascinating womanhood: a review



have you read this book?
because if not, you should.

fascinating womanhood, by helen andelin, was one of those books that opened my eyes and changed the way i think.  it played to my already inclined opinions.  true, i was teased the entire time i read, with my red pen in hand, by my sisters natalie and hailey.  the subtitle, how the ideal woman awakens a man's deepest love and tenderness, was a little too much for them to stomach without snickering every time they saw me buried in my book.  

believe me, i was a little skeptical as well when my mom suggested the book.  after all, the almost-1950's throwback to the suppressed lifestyle of housedress-wearing, grin-and-bear-it sort of woman doesn't exactly sound ideal, right?  well, i can sure say i was wrong!  the image painted of the "ideal woman" by andelin is beautiful.  something to truly aspire to.  she paints the characteristics of femininity with women from history and the great classics, showing the modern-day woman how to return to their true feminine nature.  the more i read, the more i realized how in-line her teachings were with my own beliefs about correct roles for women and men, husbands and wives.  And to add to her own insight, she incorporates scripture and principles taught by Christ.

Now, for a embarrassing little secret: i fall easily for books slightly leaning toward the "self help" category.  Titles like 7 habits of highly effective people and tables of contents revealing assignments make my heart race a tiny bit and my imagination flare up.  i know, i know.  this seems a little... well, unsophisticated?  but my logic is this: we're on this planet to help each other.  books leaning in this direction are simply advice from a more experienced person to those willing to learn, their way of helping out humanity, and i like that.  not to say that i prefer these books more than another kind; i live for great literature.  these are simply a little guilty pleasure.  besides, the scriptures are the best self helps books to speak of.  but, i digress.  fascinating womanhood has assignments and self-evaluations.  i loved it because it helped me start the process of changing little habits i have and work toward a solid goal.

i evaluated my conversation - i'm still working on the gossip thing, as most college girls are, but i've greatly improved.  i've started steering conversation toward others to show my interest in other people more than in myself.  and (this one is fun!) i've worked on my tone of voice, inserting more emotion into my daily exchanges.  believe me, changing my tone alone did wonders for my attitude.  when i decided to speak as though i were bubbling with happiness, i found i actually was!  it's been an unexpected discovery in my journey of thought processes.

i've started wearing dresses and skirts more than anything else.  after all, i prefer them over pants and shorts so much that it was a little ridiculous how little i wore more feminine clothing.  

i've decided to stop cracking my knuckles - a nasty habit i've had for years.

if i wrote all the little things i'd marked and evaluated since this read, it would be eons long.  so i won't.  there are so many mannerisms and habits my eyes have been opened to.  if i could pick the most surprising and interesting section of the book, it would be the topic of being childlike.  it's a Christian teaching i think is largely not understood, at least by me.  andelin's view of becoming childlike was approachable, and it made sense to me.

disregarding the fact that i fell in love with andelin's view of womanhood, this is a book i feel is historically important.  written in response to the popular book of the feminist movement, the feminine mystique, andelin's writings represent the flip-side of the modern woman, a strength in feminism with a religious acknowledgement to the divine role of womanhood.

to sum up, my grandmother read fascinating womanhood after her marriage and gave the book to my mother in high school.  in turn, my mother gave the book to me.  in years to come, i dream of placing it in the hands of my daughters, passing on the knowledge of divine womanhood and encouraging the growth of correct femininity.

it's a read i would absolutely recommend! but be prepared to change the way think about yourself, your role as a woman, and what you can accomplish through developing stronger characteristics of feminism!


ps. while sorting through some of my mom's recipes today with natalie, we came across a simply luscious pie recipe.  as a last note on the recipe card, the writer had encouragingly added, "zero calories if cut into 99 pieces!!"  we had quite a laugh and ended up disrupting hailey's piano student.  oh what a day!

Monday, August 9



"our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate, but that we are powerful beyond measure.  it is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us.  we ask ourselves, who am i to be brilliant, gorgeous, handsome, talented and fabulous?  actually, who are you not to be?  you are a child of God.  your playing small does not serve the world.  there is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.  we were born to make manifest the glory of God within us.  it is not just in some; it is in everyone.  and, as we let our own light shine, we consciously give other people permission to do the same.  as we are liberated from our fear, our presence automatically liberates others."

--marianne williamson

Saturday, August 7

the LOVE game: II


1. i love my dad and mom.
2. i love running in the rain.
3. i love waking up an hour before everyone else in the house.
4. i love finding a favorite recipe from years ago and getting so excited to make it i can taste it!
5. i love drinking water from a quart jar.
6. i love watching hummingbirds line up in front of the feeder hanging from the front window.
7. i love my collarbones - odd, i know.
8. i love sitting in a room i've just scrubbed every inch of.
9. i love finding old pictures of all my sisters and me.
10. i love being in a room brimming with books.

what do you love today?

Friday, August 6

why the world doesn't need superman

"from the first day he mysteriously appeared we were enamoured. he seemed too good to be true. a man who could fly, see through walls, bend steel with his bare hands. a man who never lied. a man who could do anything he wanted to yet he chose to be a hero."
       -- lois lane, via

but what happens when a hero fails you?  i was once told the great weakness of superman was his inability to be in two places at once - ironic that despite all the human weaknesses overcome by his alien origin, his demise is the same as every single individual in this great big world: time and space.  and with the realization that his challenge is the same as ours, a slight amount of awe is lost.  it inspires sympathy, but without trust.  while his physical abilities set him apart from the human race, his character faults are just like ours.  so why doesn't the world need superman?

1. the world already has a Savior.
2. how many other superheros are there, anyway?
3. society already has enough perpetually single men to deal with.
4. spandex doesn't look good on anyone.

lois lane has more reasons than i do, but she also had ten more years to mull it over.  although i've had much less time to think about it, i'm familiar with the hurt she must have experienced and the abandonment she was subjected to.  here i am, lois lane.  writing away, convincing myself that i don't need superman.  my reasons will multiply with time, as hers did, i think.

for now, i believe.  simply.  i believe in marriage.  i believe in family.  i believe God has a plan for me.  i believe in many things.



but superman is a myth.

Friday, July 30

stricken with paisley travels north

driving today from 9:30 a.m. until 8:00 p.m.
long drive.
we didn't drive quite straightthrough, and the small stops were definitely a relief to my legs.  the sky was incredible the entire day, filled with multiple rainbows, spectacular lightning, beautiful storm clouds, patches of brilliant blue sky shining on southern idaho's patchwork quilt landscape.  breath-taking, through the entire day.  my sisters and i had a grand time belting musicals, guessing artists, and sleeping in the backseat.  not to mention snacking on brazil nuts (have i mentioned how much i am in love with brazil nuts?).

i can't wait to snuggle up in bed with my book for a few minutes, or as long as my eyes will stay open.  tomorrow's filled with family and festivities, which requires a good night's sleep and an early run.
but first things first: a little hotel-room modified yoga to get my muscles moving and breathing again after the long drive.

so.

greetings from a more northern corner of my world.
i hope the sky was as beautiful today for everyone!
goodnight!

Monday, July 26

monday, monday

i have a new favorite listening pleasure this week: the soundtrack to the beautiful movie 500 days of summer.  it's emotional.  frustrating.  exhausting.  and so so real.  during the movie (watched with clear-play editing for my own conscience), i noticed the music was moving, but i didn't understand quite how much i would fall in love with the soundtrack until i gave it a full listenthrough.  my ears say YUM.

sidenote: this week is supposed to be full of tremendous thunderstorms here in southern utah.  tonight, in a theater with my family, we heard the first huge bursts.  it was pretty sunny going into the movie.  coming out, everything was thoroughly drenched, but still over one-hundred degrees.  the rain here is magical.  the desert comes alive with pungent sagebrush filling your nose and the thunder echoes through the canyons.

the moody weather has me in a strange state of being, at the moment.  i'm a little antsy, slightly agitated.  i'd like to read my book for a while (i'm almost finished), but i don't know if i have the attention span tonight.  maybe the thunder just has me a little anxious.  i'm craving new things, again.  this weekend's road trip will definitely be a satisfying one.  just to drive through some beautiful country and see some beautiful people.  normally, i'm not a live for the weekend kind of person.  i like to live for the weekdays, enjoy my everyday.  but every once in a while, it's okay to take a deep breath and simply say, "here's to the weekend. i'll make it there with a smile on my face!"

so.  tonight, i'm saying that.  "here's to the weekend!"  tomorrow, is another matter.  tomorrow, i'm going to wake up, run my heart out, do a little yoga, eat some overnight oats with banana soft serve (and maybe a green smoothie, too), workworkwork, sew a little, read my book, and most of all, smile-breath-be.

happy monday!

Saturday, July 24

red curry garbanzo beans


another original creation!  i was craving garbanzo beans the other day, and my mom had an unopened jar of red curry paste in the pantry.  i love curry more than just about anything, and this one was absolutely satisfying!


if you know me, you know that when i cook, i don't measure....at all.  which has proven tricky trying to convey the idea of a new recipe to someone else.  so. i did my best to approximate measurements with this one, but if you're going to try it, play around.  food is no fun unless it comes with freedom.

red curry garbanzo beans

1/2 large white onion
4 medium carrots
3/4 cup cauliflower
1 cup frozen peas
2 handfuls fresh spinach
2 medium tomatoes
2 cans garbanzo beans
2-3 heaping teaspoons red curry paste
1/3 cup bragg's amino acid (or soy sauce)
1/4 teaspoon ground ginger
3/4 teaspoon ground cumin
salt and pepper to taste

sauté the onion until see through, then add the thinly sliced carrots and chopped cauliflower.  after they start to lose a tiny bit of their crunch, add the garbanzo beans, diced tomatoes, and frozen peas.  let the tomatoes cook down for a minute or so, then add everything from the curry paste to the bottom!  today, i let mine simmer for a few minutes to get a little more saucy (throwing in the spinach at the very end so it just barely wilts), and it was fantastic!  i didn't have any on hand, but it would have been great served over brown rice as well.

i have a little love affair with chili garlic sauce (an obsessive one).  usually, anything i make remotely indian, thai, chinese, etc. is sorta smothered with the stuff.  my roommates have told me i might lose my tastebuds someday, but it doesn't stop me.  here's the shocker: i tried one bite with chili garlic and put it back on its proper shelf in the fridge.  this curry was even better without it.  crazy, i know.  but it's true.

bon appetit!

Friday, July 23

grateful

as a moment of gratitude, i'm going to talk about running, again.  i know i've been going on about how much i love running quite a bit lately, but indulge me at least once more!  i started running about two years ago.  before that, i couldn't run.  as i've mention briefly before, i was diagnosed with fibromyalgia when i was fourteen after more than four years of searching to the answer to my fragile health.  currently, i consider myself free of all diagnoses.  overcoming the mental crutch is half the battle, and in my opinion i've been healed (which is of course a long journey that never really ends), but i digress.

i can run now.  maybe not quite with the ease that i'd like, but i can do it.  i've been running for an hour a day for the last month (my goal is still going, i've only missed one day so far!).  i don't run the whole time, probably about 40 minutes of the 60 i'm out.  but simply for the fact that i actually can run now, i love it.  every morning when i when i start to sweat, my heart pounds, and my breathing speeds up considerably, the thought foremost in my  mind is, "thank you.  thank you, Father for letting me experience this joy.  thank you for allowing me to run and helping me be healthy enough to run every single day."

i am so grateful for my body that can run.  i'm thankful for my health, and the knowledge that the journey i've taken to gain it has given to me.

Thursday, July 22

positively one of the most random pen splotches i've had yet.

i absolutely can't believe there's less than a week left of july.  it's been such a frisbee of a month!  since coming home after my hectic spring semester, i've been completely caught up in work, projects, summer reading, cooking and baking, running running running, and catching up on some much-needed sleep.  but about four days ago, i remembered the feeling of the first week of a semester in provo (giddiness, new faces, old friends, my leopard-print backpack, etc.), and i was more than a tincy bit excited.  nervous, yes.  dreading the end of the glorious southern utah sun, of course.  but also energized.  i feel grounded, finally.  ready to take on a few new challenges (as i already know i'll be creating for myself this coming fall).

still, my emotions are pretty mixed (in a not quite typical way).  since superman left the states, i've never wanted to skip a summer more quickly, and i'm still counting the weeks until we're both back in provo again (five weeks, only five!).  but the last three consecutive semesters left me so physically and emotionally drained, i'm still apprehensive.  i keep telling myself, one year, just two semesters left and i'll have the bachelor's degree i set out to gain in three years.  i'm two-thirds of the way finished, and i can taste the end.  however.  this conflicts with my excitement for a new semester.  all i know right now is that the sun in my triple-digit home gives me so much energy!  running in these mountains gives me even more joy than i remembered.  i think i'm learning to live in the moment, which at the beginning of spring was one of the largest goals for this summer.

speaking of the moment (since i really don't want to think about all the reasons i do and don't want august to be here yet), i'm watching glenn beck right now.  a new-found summer love.  his passion is incredible, isn't it?

today, i finally started one of those sewing projects that have been below my bed for a month!  it should be finished tomorrow, pictures to come!  while i was laboriously measuring to make sure i really had enough room to cut out each piece on the bias, my sister natalie was reading out loud to me the Top Ten List of Militant Animals, and oh my goodness gracious did we have such a laugh.  dolphins, bats, and a pigeon in the smithsonian museum for being a war hero!  really, as much of a waste of time some things are like this, it's worth reading - just for the laugh.  unconsciously me (her blog) has a link to the hysterical essay.  after reading, it just gives me one more reason to go to d.c. this august.  i was already on board for a quick trip to rally at the feet of lincoln, but after knowing about the pigeon, buy me a ticket!

for the record, it's been an absolutely beautiful sunny day.  positive affirmations work.  the grandeur of the red mountains is surpassed by nothing.  i love blog friends.  these next five weeks are going to fly by just as quickly as this month has, and i'm going to enjoy every single moment of it.

with lots of yoga.

self-sewn skirts and dresses.

a few more spectacular books.

a couple more weddings.

a trip to the lake.

lots of naps with my kitties.

tea parties with my niece.

basketball with my nephews.

the slobber of my sister's pit bulls.

long laughs with my mother.

and so much more.

to close, i love summer.  but i can't wait for fall.  i love.  that's all i guess.  i love ivins, but i have quite enough love for provo, too!  i love these grounding summer days, but i have quite enough love for autumn and yes even winter (even provo winter).  i have enough love.  enough for myself.  enough for all the places in world i'll ever go and all the people in the world i'll ever meet.

that's my moment tonight, lots of moments of love.

Monday, July 19

see?

i told you so.

"have courage for the great trials of life, and patience for the small ones.  when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace.  God is awake."
- victor hugo, again.

this is one to live by, isn't it?  superman found it for me a while back, during my great lapse of both courage and patience for life.  it's one of those sticky-note quotes, that if it were on my fridge forever i would probably never tire of reading it.  it's true, i really love victor hugo.