#reverb10 – Day 8: Beautifully different

December 8 Prompt

Author: Karen Walrond
The Beauty of Different
@chookooloonks

Prompt: Beautifully different. Think about what makes you different and what you do that lights people up. Reflect on all the things that make you different – you’ll find they’re what make you beautiful.

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I’ve been pondering this prompt all day. It feels arrogant to list all the things I like about myself. So I asked Sean what he thought. If someone else says something nice, it feels more valid sometimes.

Why yes, my issues are showing here.

My husband told me that I was kind and had a good heart. That I think about other people.

I knew this in my (good) heart, but it’s hard for me to admit that it’s something that makes me special. It feels like something that should just come naturally.

I know there are other things that make me special, but talking about them really makes me uncomfortable. If someone wants to compliment me, I’ll smile and say thank you and quietly reflect on it to myself after the fact. I just have a hard time trumpeting that list to the masses myself.

A less-than-beautiful trait, but certainly not an uncommon one. Any advice on how to change it?

#reverb10 – Day 7: Community. Where have you discovered community, online or otherwise, in 2010?

December 7 Prompt

Author: Cali Harris
caligater.com
@caligater

Prompt: Community. Where have you discovered community, online or otherwise, in 2010? What community would you like to join, create or more deeply connect with in 2011?

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This article, posted yesterday on parentcentral.ca sums up some of my feelings on community:

First-time moms more likely to tweet and text than others

I was tweeting for over a year before I became a parent, but I found my usage really took off once I became a mum and was at home with the baby. I posted in other places too: Facebook, my “baby board” – a message board geared to mums with babies born in the same month as mine, my website, Flickr and so many places.

Having a baby just gave me so much to say to the world. I think that was because when I was at home, I was talking to myself or the newborn, who didn’t talk back yet. I needed an outlet for all the little things I wanted to say, but would forget by the time my husband returned from work. (By then, those little things weren’t usually as important anyway.)

Once I got out of the newborn haze, it was easier to reach out to the world and talk about things other than parenting a baby. I struggled with talking and posting about her too much, and reminded myself to talk about the rest of my life. Like most new mums though, my world was small and didn’t stretch much beyond my daughter. As she got older, my world got bigger, and now I feel like I’m part of the world as a person again, and not just a parent.

Two years ago, I never could have participated in this type of writing project. It would have been boring, repetitive and I wouldn’t have had the time. It may still be occasionally boring and repetitive now, but at least I’m not saying “ZOMG BAYBEEZ!” in every sentence.

I have been so grateful to connect with so many people online, whether they are parents or not. Going to Blissdom Canada this year allowed me to take that sense of community into the real world, and I hope to repeat that in 2011.

I find it easier to reach out online. Now I need to do a little more reaching out in the real world. I hope to do both in 2011.

#reverb10 – Day 5: Let Go. What (or whom) did you let go of this year? Why?

December 5 Prompt

Author: Alice Bradley
Let’s Panic About Babies
@finslippy

Prompt: Let Go. What (or whom) did you let go of this year? Why?

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I don’t have a good answer for this one, whether it’s a smartass one off the top of my head, or a serious one that tells a story that provides insight into who I am as a person.

At least not for this year.

I did clean out my closet and gave some clothing to Value Village. I don’t usually find that a big struggle though. Once I’m in a mood to clean my closet, I’m generally pretty merciless. If it doesn’t fit, or I haven’t worn it, out the door it goes. Most of the time that is. Sometimes I struggle with keeping it, especially if it was given to me or I just don’t want to let that article of clothing go.

But as style – and sizes – change, so must the contents of my closet.

Hoping I don’t sound too vapid here.

#reverb10 – Day 4: Wonder. How did you cultivate a sense of wonder in your life this year?

December 4 Prompt

Author: Jeff Davis
The Journey from the Center to the Page
@JeffreyDavis108

Prompt: Wonder. How did you cultivate a sense of wonder in your life this year?

I’m behind on this already! Blame a weekend visit from my folks and my husband’s broken laptop. No matter though, onwards and upwards!

I read this quote from Robin Quivers (Howard Stern’s longtime cohost) in a magazine years ago, and it sticks with me:

It’s essential that a part of you not grow up. Childhood wonder gives us our spark and beauty.

Robin Quivers

Ever since I saw this quote (and probably before), I’ve always tried to live with a sense of wonder. I like to pay attention to details. The weirdest things come up when you pay attention to the details. You find out more about someone, or something.

I believe God is in the details. Or, if you don’t believe in God, Mother Nature, evolution or beauty. I can’t look at a perfect flower without thinking “Wow, someone was thinking here. Look at that!”

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Here is a picture I took a few years ago of a passion flower to prove my point. Isn’t that a beautiful flower, even though it is not in pristine condition? (The less-than-pristine condition can be attributed to the fact that it comes from my garden.)

Now that I am a parent, my sense of wonder is heightened by the antics of my daughter. I laugh with her every day. I laugh at her every day. Not in a mean way, but because she is really funny, whether accidentally, or on purpose. (As she gets older, the on-purpose laughs are coming more and more.)

Flora’s imagination is growing in leaps and bounds every day. Just tonight, I watched the following:

Tea PartyThis kid pulled out all the pots to have a tea party. She had me lay out her blanket just right for her party. Then once the pots and pans were out, she moved them around to make her tea party successful. Her dolly – and tea party guest – was in and out of the pots and pans as well. When I told Flora dinner was ready, she gently tucked her dolly into one of the pans with a blank, and then decided the other pan was now a drum.

Watching my daughter’s imagination grow keeps my sense of wonder sharp. I hope she – and I – can keep our sense of wonder sharp together.

#reverb10 – Day 3: Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year.

December 3 Prompt

Author: Ali Edwards
Memory Keeping Idea Books
@aliedwards

Prompt: Moment. Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year. Describe it in vivid detail (texture, smells, voices, noises, colors).

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It’s hard to pick one moment when I’ve felt the most alive. Mostly because I’m alive all the time.

But the moments when I’ve felt most alive this year (and all the time), all have a common thread.

I’ve put everything down, looked up and paid attention to the outside world.

Whether I’ve been outside bringing my lunch back to work, looking out the window on the subway or just walking around outside, reminding myself that I am a part of the world at large makes me feel more alive.

Looking up at the sky. Taking a deep breath. Reminding myself that I am more than what most of the world sees. That we are all more than what the world sees of us.

That deep breath while looking out at the world makes me feel like a part of the word at large. And if that isn’t a way to feel alive, I don’t know what is.

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