Here are some holiday images...
Before opening gifts on solstice~

Kyra eagerly awaiting gift opening.

Alec and Abbi got gaming t-shirts :)

That's a dramatic example of creative pleasure: the feeling of coming into alignment with your heart's desire.
Creative pleasure is a universal principle. It's related to the Law of Attraction, by which similar thoughts and experiences are drawn to each other. As thought and desire come into alignment, pleasure is felt and creation unfolds.
You could say that atoms and molecules "feel pleasure" when they come together to create higher orders of complexity and intelligence. Thus, the Creative Pleasure Principle informs all of nature, from the smallest flea, to the tallest tree, to the human parent and child.
Today, notice that you feel better when your thoughts are aligned with your desires — when you believe you can have what you want.Since the Creative Pleasure Principle informs every level of creation — matter, body, mind, and spirit — the most natural way to create a wonderful life is by simply "following your pleasure."
Being pleasure-oriented empowers you and your child to co-create a mutually satisfying relationship. Children are innately pleasure-oriented, but they can become "dis-oriented" by the anti-pleasure aspects of our culture.
Some parents think that if they were totally pleasure-oriented, they'd abandon their children! This arises from confusion between authentic pleasure and pseudo-pleasure — the shallow pleasure of aligning with the distortions of the dominator culture.
One such distortion is the idea that suffering earns you the "right" to feel good. A parent who believes that may feel "good" about attending to personal desires at the child's expense: "I suffered as a child; now it's MY turn to get what I want!"
Thus pseudo-pleasure perpetuates the win/lose, dominator culture. Only the authentic pleasure of aligning your thoughts and actions with your heart's desires can create a win/win, partnership culture: "My child and I can BOTH find satisfaction... I don't know how, but there must be a way."
Today, as you make parenting choices, wait for the feeling of authentic, creative pleasure before you take action.
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Lo, she is one of this confederacy!HERMIA
Now I perceive they have conjoin'd all three
To fashion this false sport, in spite of me.
Injurious Hermia! most ungrateful maid!
Have you conspired, have you with these contrived
To bait me with this foul derision?
Is all the counsel that we two have shared,
The sisters' vows, the hours that we have spent,
When we have chid the hasty-footed time
For parting us,--O, is it all forgot?
All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence?
We, Hermia, like two artificial gods,
Have with our needles created both one flower,
Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion,
Both warbling of one song, both in one key,
As if our hands, our sides, voices and minds,
Had been incorporate. So we grow together,
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet an union in partition;
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem;
So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart;
Two of the first, like coats in heraldry,
Due but to one and crowned with one crest.
And will you rent our ancient love asunder,
To join with men in scorning your poor friend?
It is not friendly, 'tis not maidenly:
Our sex, as well as I, may chide you for it,
Though I alone do feel the injury.
I am amazed at your passionate words.HELENA
I scorn you not: it seems that you scorn me.
Have you not set Lysander, as in scorn,HERNIA
To follow me and praise my eyes and face?
And made your other love, Demetrius,
Who even but now did spurn me with his foot,
To call me goddess, nymph, divine and rare,
Precious, celestial? Wherefore speaks he this
To her he hates? and wherefore doth Lysander
Deny your love, so rich within his soul,
And tender me, forsooth, affection,
But by your setting on, by your consent?
What thought I be not so in grace as you,
So hung upon with love, so fortunate,
But miserable most, to love unloved?
This you should pity rather than despise.
I understand not what you mean by this.HELENA
Ay, do, persever, counterfeit sad looks,
Make mouths upon me when I turn my back;
Wink each at other; hold the sweet jest up:
This sport, well carried, shall be chronicled.
If you have any pity, grace, or manners,
You would not make me such an argument.
But fare ye well: 'tis partly my own fault;
Which death or absence soon shall remedy.
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Yep, all of that. And we thought we'd maybe do it up good. Have someone record us doing it (I'll do ALL of Hermia's lines *g*) and I told her maybe we could put it on youtube or something. I'll share it once we do it.
I think she had it down in about a hour.
Gotta love this unschooling.
Oh,, and below is the beginning of a poncho she decided to make this week.
Your sensitivity to people's feelings can be
overwhelming. You must find a way to maintain
awareness without letting your own judgment be
suspended. Endeavor to stay centered and
on-purpose.
I'm not sure how much I believe them, but from my friend's
reading of hers I thought I'd subscribe. :)
Pretty funny with some things that have been going on in my life.
I've had some local unschoolers questioning my calls on my
Minnesota list. So of course I also question what I am saying.
I go back and forth (in my head) on the things that
I believe, but it comes back to this--> this life is really
working for us. We are so happy and it works for others
too, (maybe just not so many in MN *g*).
I'm just trying to share it with others.
:: Life Is Messy... Get Over It! ::
In man's quest to conquer nature, our culture has
developed an unhealthy aversion to the natural
messiness of life.
Heaven forbid you should eat an apple that isn't
nice
and round and free of bug bites. Those get made
into
applesauce so we never have to see their
messiness!
And if our high-tech, Star Trek fantasies were
real,
we could avoid the messiness of birth and simply
"beam" babies out of the womb -- without a drop
of
blood in sight.
Even if you're a "crunchy" parent who's not
afraid
of nature's messiness, there may be other kinds
of
messes you abhor, like the messy ways children
learn,
explore, and process emotions. Or the messy way
*you*
grow through parenthood.
Today, whenever you feel bothered about anything,
ask
yourself, "What 'messiness' am I resisting?" Are
you
not allowing your *own* process to be messy?
Well, get over it! Life IS messy. :-)
Let life's messes remind you how good it is to be
ALIVE!
http://www.enjoyparenting.com/daily-groove/messy
Have a great messy day :)
Here's a post that I did at Unschooling Discussion this morning.
I wanted to share it here too. :)
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I felt like sharing some thoughts that I've had floating around in my
head lately. :)
My oldest 2 kids are on the nightshift right now. I stay up
with them as late as I can and then I get up early to see if they
need anything (and to be up with my youngest). They also know they can
come and get me and wake me up if they need anything. That being said,
I'm usually fine with them being up, yet I still have little voices in
my head telling me they should be sleeping when I'm sleeping.
I sometimes start questioning if I'm doing enough for them. Maybe I
should be right by their side more? I make sure they have easy to warm
up food, and snacks they like. I make sure I spend a chunk of quality
time with them when they are awake, but I still worry. I'll ask them
if they're happy (they look happy, but I want to make sure, my doubt
again) and they'll enthusiastically answer "YES!". I ask them if they
want to be doing some other things,,(I'm thinking,,, like stuff during
the day) and they'll answer "but Mom I'm doing what I want to do"
and they laugh at my doubt.
So I go back and forth, being confident in what I'm doing and then also
questioning it. I think because I'm not around anyone in real life who
lives their life like this its much more difficult to remain confident.
When I do question it I need to stop and look at my kids, see the joy
and see the learning.
Ok, so what are they learning? A few, off the top of my head
things: yesterday Abbi HAD to find out if the poem "ring around the
rosie" came from the Black Plague. She loves snopes and looked it up
http://www.snopes.com/language/literary/rosie.htm (don't know if
that'll transfer or not). She really didn't want to believe that a
beloved kid poem would be associated with that. She was happy to find
out that Snopes believed that that claim is false. She sat there for a
couple of hours reading and researching.
Then this morning when I got up she was just bubbling over with
enthusiasm, that's the way she usually is when I see her in the
morning. :) She comes to me and tells me that her new favorite word
is Antidisestablishmentarianism. Apparently some people were
talking about big words and threw that one out there. She had never
heard of it,, she loved it. She also told me that when people were
throwing that word around someone said, "how about sesquipedalian?"
(which means the use of big words, I had to google it, I had never hear
of it ;) So she had been looking up different words, reading about
long words (she loves dictionary.com). She also had to share this new
word with her friends on myspace and made a bulletin about her newly
found favorite word.
She continued to talk about this and that, different things that she
had done in the night, commenting that it was nice to talk to me
because Alec (her older brother) had been in some raids last night
(groups with other people on WoW) and not as talkative as she would
have liked. Usually she has a couple of friends that are up with her
on IM through the night and some will be on WoW (World of Warcraft),
some not. Last night apparently her friends weren't around so she
ended up doing some other stuff. So she's talking and talking and
then she stops and says, "OH, I HAVE to ask you this! I've been
meaning to talk to you about this then I get sidetracked." I'm
thinking oh my gosh,, getting myself ready for something deep and
serious. And she asks me "what was the Black Plague?" :)
So the research we were doing yesterday morning resurfaces and we get
back on the computer and look it up. How many things can you learn
when you look up the Black Plague/Bubonic Plague? Wow! Its a
lot. Tons of history, science, biology, toxology, pathology,,, it
keeps going. Disease, geography of Europe and Asia , rat info, flea
info, history of diseases, even warfare (they believe that it may have
been spread by one army catapulting infected corpses onto its enemy,
the disease spreading and those people leaving their country and it
coming to Europe ).
Finally after reading about the Bubonic Plague for about an hour she
decides its time to lay down for a while. Its 8:00 and she wants me to
get her up at around 2:00-3:00. I had told her about a couple of
artists that are going to be showing how they do their artwork in one
of the art studios in town. She won't be getting a lot of sleep today
but she'll probably make up for it tonight. When its something she
wants, she makes it happen.
I continue to be amazed at this life of ours. Even when I sometimes
question myself or have people questioning me, I know deep down inside
me that its the right thing. The energy, happiness and joy I see in my
kids is so proving.
**WAIT** More obvious imagination goings on in him, that I totally had forgotten,,,*DOH* dueling make believe fights with sticks, light sabers, swords with his friends. Running around the yard as different villians and good guys. Imagination running amuck and I forgot.