CLUTTER!

May 17th, 2012 | Posted by Lunar in Occasional Ranting - (0 Comments)

Human beings must be the only living beings on earth that take so much crap with them whenever and wherever they move. Honestly, I’m amazed at it myself. And I envy nomads just a little for how little they have to pack when moving because they move all the time. There are all these little things that make it so hard to travel from one place to another: memorabilia, books you think you may never find in stores, clothes, cooking supplies, etc… I try my best looking at this junk with a fresh eye in mind, telling myself that if I don’t see myself using this item in the next 6 months, I should probably part with it now and not be the hermit crab with an oversized shell on my back all the time.

I like the Feng Shui philosophy that you need to dejunk once in a while because if you hold onto things that no longer serve a purpose, your beliefs are also holding you back from reaching your full potential in life. Besides, by thinking that you may need it again in the future and therefore you don’t want to part with it, you are confirming to the universe that you don’t believe in your own capability to earn the money in the future that would enable you to buy that item again if need be. Not a very Western way of thinking, is it? “Got too much junk? Buy a bigger house!” “Got too much junk in your garage? Buy organizers to stash all that away!” I didn’t do enough dejunking when I moved out of my mom’s. I just literally opened up my desk drawers and threw the contents of each drawer into its own box. And now I think it’s time to let go of old MAC lip glosses, mismatched earrings, and so on.

I knew the moving day was fast approaching but it kind of crept up on me too. I tried getting a two week head start on organizing and packing but there’s still some stuff to sell and still lots of things to find a proper classification system for. What to store away, what you can’t live without – very difficult to decide. And wow, I never realized my “crafts” category took up so much room! Fabrics, notions, felt, yarn… and guess what, I need that stuff at the most random of times too!

I’m a little anxious to find out how much stuff we’ll need to move in a year for the three of us together. Ayye..

New Battles Ahead!

May 15th, 2012 | Posted by Lunar in Babies et al | Health | Myself - (0 Comments)

I ended up getting sick over the weekend. The kind of sick that makes you feel  weak all over and puts a cloud over your head and chest area. I tried looking up online the safest meds that pregnant women can take and Robitussin seemed to be a decent enough of a diversion from regular cough syrups. My mom made a trip to the pharmacy only to be told by the pharmacist that really no cough meds are considered “safe” at this point.

I don’t know if she simply didn’t want to look up the active ingredients of each of those syrups or she really was concerned but I wonder where the line is drawn between what’s best for the mom and the baby? Is it really better for the baby if no meds enter the system and the mom feels like shooting herself for weeks at a time? I remember working with a girl who had a hereditary condition: diagnosing pregnancy was nearly impossible for doctors with her until very late in her term. She only found out at 6 months along! She happened to go to the hospital for food-poisoning-similar symptoms and after 8 hours of tests and scans, they sent her home saying that they couldn’t find anything that was wrong with her. The doctor had to chase her down in the parking lot asking her to return because they noticed in the ultrasound she may be pregnant! But all up until that point she’d have negative blood tests and all that entailed. Then she says that she was really worried about her baby because just a few weeks prior to it she drank a whole lot of alcohol celebrating her boyfriend’s birthday. Her baby was already 1 or 2 years old when we were having this conversation and healthy as a clam. So I’m wondering how much control do we really have over these things? You could do everything by the book, eat the most organic vegetables and exercise as prescribed, and still end up with sketchy test results if you were really meant to be confronted with it. And you could also do everything they tell you not to do and have your fairytale happy ending.

Now I’m not promoting drinking / smoking / using drugs in pregnancy by all means. But I’d say a little cough syrup to ease the suffering of the mother might also be good for the baby? Just a thought. Off for bed rest once again. Wish me luck with the natural remedies.

The Lost Generation

March 8th, 2012 | Posted by Lunar in Babies et al | If I were a photographer... | Myself - (0 Comments)

We. Are the lost generation. The generation whose few original ideas get spewed onto the interface of facebook as it gets carried away by the currents of “social networking” until it is no longer recognizable as your own idea. The generation that aimlessly wanders in the twilight searching for something they cannot find within themselves to begin with. Do you join the rat race like everyone else or retract into your own shell and pretend time is standing still just for you to figure out your shit?

It’s wonderful to see “super women” around you. Women who do what they love and not only manage to survive but to succeed. There’s a young woman who left the path her university education had singled out for her in order to pursue her love of photography and now her services are in such a high demand that her little company can barely keep up with the requests. And in each one of the photos you can see her flare and love for art shine through. There’s another woman who had chosen to teach yoga part-time to be able to spend all the rest of her time with her little daughter. They hike together with her sitting in her little knapsack on her mom’s back, learn together via homeschooling, and do a whole lot that many other career-driven women would never have been able to offer their children.

Maybe someday I’d like to meet somewhere in between those women one day. I’d love to be able to be everything that my child needs me to be while simultaneously having an artistic outlet that could one day bloom into a beautiful blossom from just a little seed. The trick to doing anything is doing it out of love instead of the most common reasoning and motive: money.

I salute the super women. It must be wonderful to realize every day that you are following the path you were meant to tread.

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