Plan for a Peaceful Home

St. Josemaría Escrivá calls it the “heroic moment” — that spacebetween sleep and waking when we assent with our entire beings to overcome the creature comforts of slumber and cozy bedding and instead rise to face the morning.

The heroic moment is our first victory of the day. Instead of hitting the snooze button, we get up and get going. Sometimes, I have to ask for the grace and strength to just meet that moment. And I do. The day begins with prayer. That’s a good thing.

I have found that no matter how well organized I am before a baby is born, there is some re-shuffling of schedules and routines to be done once baby arrives. It’s no secret that this time I was a bit unprepared...
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My Heart's at Home Daybook - February 9

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Outside My Window ...
it's been glorious the last few days--nearly 70 and feeling like spring! (But I still want snow;-)
 
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I am listening to...
Sarah Anne squirming and coughing in her sleep. We go to the doctor first thing this morning.
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To Live the Liturgy...
I am determined to celebrate St. Valentine well this year. It always creeps up on me and I never feel like I've done a good job.I'm taking notes at Kimberlee's.  A whole holiday set aside for proclaiming love: what could be happier?
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To Breathe Deeply...
I've found a great morning workout routine and I've stuck with it.I'm finally feeling like I've awakened some muscles I feared had dissolved last year. Unfortunately, between the morning prayer routine and the morning exercise routine, I've lost the morning writing time,unless I happen to awaken before 6:00. To everything there is a season; I trust I'll find the time when the Holy Spirit wills it.

Towards rhythm and beauty ...
We miss Mike! He was home for all of eleven hours last night and into this morning, before he left again. The "Daddy's gone" rhythm is certainly more relaxed, but not really in a good way...

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I am thankful for ...
our new pediatrician. He's five minutes away and a very nice man. I have major doctor anxiety and so choosing a new pediatrician was something I had a difficult time doing after my friend (and doctor) died last year. This doctor's a good guy and I'm very grateful he's just opened a practice so close to my home. Sarah Anne has been very frequently this winter and I'm rotating each of the other kids in to get them caught up (we got very behind on well-checks when our last pediatrician was ill).Today, it's Sarah Anne and Patrick for an early morning visit.
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From the kitchen ...
cheese tortellini tossed with a bacon and carmelized onions

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I am wearing ...
a black knit skirt, a white tee shirt with a red cardigan,pearl earrings and my St. Anne medal necklace. I was going to wear boots, but it's so balmy, I'm thinking clogs instead.
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I am creating ...
sigh...I have about four writing projects in various states of completion. But this baby isn't loving the computer much at all and frankly, I love her MORE ;-)
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  On my iPod...
more Mozart for Sarah Anne (and Karoline). It soothes them.
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Towards a real education ...
We are traipsing down the American History trail. Christian has diverged from our path. He's tired of American history. A big history buff on his own, we're not moving quickly enough for him and he's decided to take a little Shakespeare break. I'll post his reading list soon.
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Bringing beauty to my home ...
I've had children's paintings hanging in my sunroom as a kind of window valance for nearly three years. I think it's time to change up the art work. That will require creating new artwork and this seems a  good week to do that.
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I am reading  ...

a great big stack of Michael Dubruiel books and you should too! Be sure to buy them this month from Our Sunday Visitor, who will contribute double to the Dubruiel college fund. These are really good books and make excellent Confirmation and Easter gifts. Please stock up and keep them on hand for giving.

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I am hoping ...
that Sarah Anne's cough is no big deal and that Patrick's anxiety over this checkup is fleeting and unfounded.
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Around the house ...
the goal is to maintain our newly found sense of peace and order. This is the intention I bring to St.Anne every morning. She is such a faithful intercessor.
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One of my favorite things ...
chai tea with whipped cream. 
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A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week:
the doctor today and then everyone to the dentist on Friday. Patrick has a soccer trip to Willimsburg this weekend. I'm tempted to take "Felicity" (aka Karoline) and her whole cast of characters...

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Here is a picture thought I am sharing~
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On the Mantel in February: Simplicity

I've had several notes asking about our mantel letters and I do apologize for being so slow to answer. Time to compose posts seems elusive these days.

A couple of years ago, I found some wooden letters at a craft store in May and painted them blue. I spelled "Full of Grace" and set them up on a table with some Marian items. I loved the way it look and the mood it brought into the room. In December, I borrowed Cheryl's idea and propped the word "Prepare" on the mantel. Then, when Lent rolled around, I switched out some of the letters and I spelled "Repent." It was only natural that year when we went to "hide our Alleluia" that the "Alleluia" be letters for the mantel during the Easter season. One thing led to another and, with a friend, I brainstormed a virtue for every month of the year and set about collecting sets of letters (and if I stop to link to them all, this post will never be published;-).The letters on the mantel remind us all to strive for virtue.
This month is all about simplicity.

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I've written before about how "not simple" my life is. I think there is a common notion that simplicity strips things bare--that it requires us all to live lives devoid of the richness and textured complexity our Lord offers us. I don't see it that way. I see simplicity being the clearest expression of faith. I think that simplicity and authenticity are intertwined. When we are being the person we were created to be--when we are authentic--we relate to God and to one another with simple charity.That's simplicity.

When we embrace simplicity, we are content. We know that sometimes we might have the resources to cook an elaborate meal and sometimes, we cook with few ingredients. Both can represent simplicity of heart.It's not the complexity of the meal that matters; it's the disposition of the cook while she prepares the meal. We can practice the virtue of simplicity in times of fasting and of feasting. There will be seasons in our lives when lessons are short and simple and we might even just need to follow the directions of another. And there may be seasons when lessons are a grand adventure, carefully planned and executed over time. What matters is that we do whatever He tells us. It's about seeking and doing God's will, without excessive intellectual wrangling, dissertations and discussions.Don't think it to death. St. Paul writes, "I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.I can do everything through him who gives me strength." It's not complicated. It's simple.

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However, often, we think things to death; we complicate ourselves.We twist in the wind and reinvent ourselves again and again, complicating our spiritual lives and muddling our relationships.Simplicity isn't a decorating style, a cooking style, a clothing style. When we seek to cultivate the virtue of simplicity, we seek simplicity of heart. And simplicity of faith. It's not restless searching and seeking. It's resting in Him and reflecting His pure [and simple] love. It doesn't matter much what I wear or how I cook or what my  home management style is if I am not close to God.

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When a simple soul is to act, it considers only what it is suitable to do or say and then immediately begins the action, without losing time in thinking what others will do or say about it. And after doing what seemed right, it dismisses the subject; or if, perhaps any thought of what others may say or do should arise, it instantly cuts short such reflections, for it has no other aim than to please God, and not creatures, except as the love of God requires it. Therefore, it cannot  bear to be turned aside from its purpose of keeping close to God, and winning more and more of His love for itself.~St. Francis de Sales