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

Kyra eagerly awaiting gift opening.

Alec and Abbi got gaming t-shirts :)
Have a safe and happy new year~
My friend Mary posted this picture on her blog titled "Blessed Winter Solstice"

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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You can't really see Alec's character (Brincamian) because he's a little guy, a dwarf. His red little head might be up at the top but I'm not sure if that him or another dwarf. They are all just standing in awe of her. :) It is so fun to watch/listen to all of this. The use teamspeak so the members doing it can talk to each other, beside typing messages too. Although they only allow the raid leader, usually, to talk,, you can imagine the chaos that could ensue if all 20-40 people were talking. Its amazing, the organization it takes to do one of these things, the patience and thinking that goes into it all.
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 myhead lately. :) My oldest 2 kids are on the nightshift right now. I stay upwith them as late as I can and then I get up early to see if theyneed anything (and to be up with my youngest). They also know they cancome 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 inmy head telling me they should be sleeping when I'm sleeping. I sometimes start questioning if I'm doing enough for them. Maybe Ishould be right by their side more? I make sure they have easy to warmup food, and snacks they like. I make sure I spend a chunk of qualitytime with them when they are awake, but I still worry. I'll ask themif they're happy (they look happy, but I want to make sure, my doubtagain) and they'll enthusiastically answer "YES!". I ask them if theywant to be doing some other things,,(I'm thinking,,, like stuff duringthe 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 alsoquestioning it. I think because I'm not around anyone in real life wholives 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 joyand 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 therosie" came from the Black Plague. She loves snopes and looked it uphttp://www.snopes.com/language/literary/rosie.htm (don't know ifthat'll transfer or not). She really didn't want to believe that abeloved kid poem would be associated with that. She was happy to findout that Snopes believed that that claim is false. She sat there for acouple of hours reading and researching. Then this morning when I got up she was just bubbling over withenthusiasm, that's the way she usually is when I see her in themorning. :) She comes to me and tells me that her new favorite wordis Antidisestablishmentarianism. Apparently some people were talking about big words and threw that one out there. She had neverheard of it,, she loved it. She also told me that when people werethrowing that word around someone said, "how about sesquipedalian?"(which means the use of big words, I had to google it, I had never hearof it ;) So she had been looking up different words, reading aboutlong words (she loves dictionary.com). She also had to share this newword with her friends on myspace and made a bulletin about her newlyfound favorite word. She continued to talk about this and that, different things that shehad done in the night, commenting that it was nice to talk to mebecause Alec (her older brother) had been in some raids last night(groups with other people on WoW) and not as talkative as she wouldhave liked. Usually she has a couple of friends that are up with heron IM through the night and some will be on WoW (World of Warcraft),some not. Last night apparently her friends weren't around so sheended up doing some other stuff. So she's talking and talking andthen she stops and says, "OH, I HAVE to ask you this! I've beenmeaning to talk to you about this then I get sidetracked." I'mthinking oh my gosh,, getting myself ready for something deep andserious. And she asks me "what was the Black Plague?" :) So the research we were doing yesterday morning resurfaces and we getback on the computer and look it up. How many things can you learnwhen you look up the Black Plague/Bubonic Plague? Wow! Its a lot. Tons of history, science, biology, toxology, pathology,,, itkeeps going. Disease, geography of Europe and Asia , rat info, fleainfo, history of diseases, even warfare (they believe that it may havebeen spread by one army catapulting infected corpses onto its enemy,the disease spreading and those people leaving their country and itcoming to Europe ). Finally after reading about the Bubonic Plague for about an hour shedecides its time to lay down for a while. Its 8:00 and she wants me toget her up at around 2:00-3:00. I had told her about a couple ofartists that are going to be showing how they do their artwork in oneof the art studios in town. She won't be getting a lot of sleep todaybut she'll probably make up for it tonight. When its something shewants, she makes it happen. I continue to be amazed at this life of ours. Even when I sometimesquestion myself or have people questioning me, I know deep down insideme that its the right thing. The energy, happiness and joy I see in mykids 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.
OK, now to the murder. Before leaving for Duluth I decided I better look up what had happened. I had heard that a murder had taken place in the mansion, but didn't know the details. Pretty sad scenario. (Well,, what murder isn't sad, but this was especially,,)An elderly woman was murdered along with her nurse by her son-in-law and her daughter was probably part of the plot too. Some of the details are here:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elisabeth_Congdon
And tube riding. :) We stayed at a hotel that had a cool water park in it. Water slides with tubes and without; and also a lazy river tube ride. Kyra LOVED it. Alec and Abbi enjoyed it but Kyra really loves the swimming stuff right now.
Abbi too~

So sweet.
