All posts tagged: girl’s girl

Raising Our Friends, Raising Ourselves

Nailed it. Cartoon by Mark Stivers I spent the majority of the week visiting with Captain America, an old friend who just settled with her family in the midwest.  The last time I saw her daughter, now an articulate three and a half year old with waist length hair, she was a bald, drooling toddler.  This told me we had to hit the accelerator button on several years’ worth of our usual soul searching and girl talk.  Three nights would be barely enough. Well, who needs to sleep, right?   Give me a tall pitcher of water and a comfy place to lounge and I am good to go for several hours!  There was a lot to share and even more to ponder.  Goals to be made, disappointments to get over, new perceptions made clear and lots and lots of laughs in between. Captain America and I met in college.  We spent many a long night on the phone talking about big dreams for our future careers, dancing in discos while intending to be home by …

Belief in Believing Mirrors

Do you like hearing your own voice being played back to you?  When I hear my voice on a video recording, or on my outgoing voice mail message, I almost cringe.  I feel like too many videos I’ve shot of my sweetie pie baby nephew have gone from priceless to worthless just by having my pitch-y, nasal-y voice in the background.  So undignified.  We hear ourselves differently from the way the world hears us.  Does that also mean that the world isn’t judging the sound of my speaking voice the same way I am?  In the break room one day, Music Man said to me, “You have a nice singing voice, you know?  It’s just the right tone and melody for the children.”  I was incredulous.  Are we hearing the same thing?  Might he be going in too far with the Qtips? It’s the same thing with wearing a bathing suit last week.  Yes, I am going there.  Now I know it is near impossible to look like the 1980s the Ban de Soliel girl …

There’s Strength in Numbers

Wrapping up what was a fulfilling, but tiring week, one thing keeps coming to mind, “There’s Strength in Numbers” I was able to spend some varied quality moments with different friends this week:  Wading in a Japanese hot pool, writing a short catch up international email, walking in cold fog to pick up dinner, braving the twilight glare outside of Starbucks, sneaking in a chance phone call mid morning,  prying a coworker away from her computer for lunch, and taking a pair of screaming toddlers out of a weary teacher’s hands.  All of these separate times with different female peers this week, reminded me how much we can use each other, and how figuratively, and in the case of Teacher K, even literally, you need someone now and then to take your hand too. We’re all pretty independent.  Confident.  Self reliant,  Blah blah blah….  but really, during those blah days, even when you love where you are in your life or are going down the road less travelled by choice, it helps to know you …

Girls’ Day In(ward)

One of the best things I appreciate most about my adolescence is the time given to cultivating the spirit and mind.  Between my catholic high school and my involvement in our church and the community, there were opportunities for retreat and meditation regularly.  Something about stepping away from life to reflect and turn one’s attention completely inward and upward on a semi yearly basis helped me turn off the outside world and connect with what was currently brewing in my head and heart.  No judgement, just trusting in my truth.  Now, it is possible, that my ‘truth’ during those times was either a) my fear that my bickering parents were going to separate or b) B for BOYS … what else can you expect from a straight girl going through puberty?  I often came home from multi day retreats and full day recollections with my head spinning and always so happy.  The life I left behind on day 1, was still the life I came back to on day 4 or 5, but I was …