Trailmarker Tuesday

Luna went home yesterday with Heidi but I stayed up at the cottage with Roland. Roland didn’t want Luna alone in the cottage whining while he was clearing snow off the roof and I was in town for a lunch after dropping Heidi home. We have a problem area of our cottage roofline: when there is too much snow the insulation it creates causes the snow immediately above the roof to melt. The melting snow sometimes works its way into the cottage. So frustrating. I think we’ll eventually need to fix the roofline, but that’s a story for another day.

So, I was out snowshoeing all by myself on the lake on another blustery morning. The wind had pretty much covered up the trail. Again! And so it was a lot of trudging through the snow. It was definitely easier snowshoeing when I could find the trail, and quite a slog when I went off the trail. And so, I thought of trail markers. Of how trail markers usually make it so much easier to stay on track. As I’m working to reestablish some good habits, until my trail is really well established, I should take advantage of some trail markers. Writing down the habits in my journal is a trail marker. There’s a good reason that habit trackers are recommended and popular. They help. Especially if you’re someone like me who enjoys checking off items from a ‘to-do’ list. Doing things in the same order is a trail marker. I didn’t head back upstairs after my walk until I did my ‘one and done’ 12 minute workout this morning. Being prepared ahead of time is a trail marker. It was so much easier to do my ‘one and done’ workout this morning than it was yesterday morning. Because I had booked marked that website. That bookmark was a like a trail marker. Yesterday I had to do a bunch of google searches and to search through old emails to figure out what the workout website because I used to do the workouts on my iPad which isn’t up here at the cottage. Now I have it bookmarked on my phone and my iPad. So it will be much easier to do that workout every morning, after my walk, before I do anything else.

A few other thoughts from my morning walk. The well-trod trail is easier to follow than to make new ground. So when you are trying to forge a new trail you may find yourself intersecting with a well-tred trail that you’re trying to avoid, perhaps it’s scrolling on social media without thinking about it, or grabbing a cookie instead of a handful of veggies. And that’s okay. It’s fine to enjoy cruise along a familiar trail while you take a bit of a rest from forging your new trail. When you’re ready to redirect your efforts you can take advantage of those trail markers to help get you back on track and to keep you there.

I was mostly able to follow the trail parallel to shore, but it was next to impossible to find the one that cut across the bay. So I enjoyed the snowshoeing along the trail while it lasted. Then simply (but not easily) forged a new trail across the bay until I again found the trail along the other shore.

Yesterday when I did the full loop into the bay near our neighbours cottage, a layer of slush had formed under the snow, making it pretty hard to snowshoe even though I was going along a previously formed trail. Even a well-trodden path can sometimes become a slog, sucking you in and no longer being the best path to be on. So today I made the decision to cut a fresh trail directly across the bay to our cottage rather than following the trail deep into the bay in front of our neighbours cottage. While it would have been nice to be on the firmer trail, I knew it would eventually suck me in and be even more work to battle the slush that had formed. So I chose to slog it out making a new trail, mostly keeping my head down to concentrate on what I was doing. But looking up occasionally for a guide post,our dock, to make sure that I wasn’t veerying too far off in another direction.

Shelli gave me a Spellbinders Crafty Advent calendar before Christmas. It has been so fun gradually working our way through the days. I was on a bit of a roll today and made about 5 cards. This is the first one. The gardenia flowers happened to be on the beautiful paper that was wrapped around the plant that my friend, Ivana, bought for me. Since I am very into gardenia flowers lately (they were the theme at my mom’s recent Celebration of Life) I decided to cut out the flowers and to make some cards with them. So that was the perfect backdrop for the card I made using the stamps from door number 13. I had made a similar card from a previously opened door (I’m not sure which door number) earlier in the week. I also made cards for doors number 14, 15 and 16. And so I was able to open door number 17. I’ll make a card using that die set tomorrow.

Move on Monday

This morning’s walk was a snowshoe with Luna on the lake. It was a blustery morning. The overnight winds had filled in a lot of the hard-earned snowshoe trails we had built yesterday. Luna got a bit of snow caught in one of her paws, as she does occasionally. So I cleaned off her paw and set off again. Except Luna wasn’t keen on walking further. Building habits with friends is so much better than going at it alone. But what do you do when your best friend wants to sit one out? As I continued to trudge along, Luna was sitting, resolutely refusing to continue on the walk with me. And so, I kept going. Because I am trying to keep at re-establishing my morning walk habit. Whether Luna wants to join me to help make it easier for me or not. The good news is that she eventually joined me, for which I rewarded her with a treat, of course.

And remember, if one best friend wants to sit one out, you always have your very best friend, your future self, right along beside you, cheering your present self on. That future self is the one who feels so great after you’ve executed on that thing you made a promise to that future self to do.

And we finished our morning trudge through the snow together; the three of us: me, Luna and my future self.

And a trudge it was. Even though you may think you have executed a habit so many times that you you can do it without thinking, that it usually takes you almost no effort. There will be forces of nature that will bury that well-paved habit path with a bunch of snow or some other form of resistance will appear out of no where, and you’ll feel like you’re back near the beginning of building up that habit. And you’ll do it anyway.

Last week’s re-introduced habit was early morning sunlight. This week’s habit is moving more. And so, after our snowshoe on the lake, I had to spend a bit of time remembering how to access the ‘one and done’ workout series that I bought for about $30 back in November when I was out visiting Shelli. During that week we did one of the 10-12 minute workouts together. And it felt great. Sadly, shortly after I got back home and was trying to keep up the habit of doing those workouts daily, I stopped. Totally stopped. So here I am again, re-establishing that habit. This morning, instead of Shelli, it was my future self beside me cheering me on. And it felt great.

Before I went outside today I marvelled at the beauty and fragility of some icicles that had built up at the front of the cottage where melting snow flows over the eavestroughs. The building up of those icicles is a bit like the building up of a habit. The icicles are formed one drop of water at a time. Some of the drops stick to build up the icicle. Others of them drop right off and don’t stick. And eventually you have a beautiful, seeminging strong icicle. But the icicle doesn’t stay around forever, it may melt, or it may break off. And the process will start all over again. Some drops sticking and accumulating to build a strong icicle and others dropping right off.

And I ate some veggies and protein for breakfast. Go me!

This evening I worked on making some PDF versions of the instructions for the boxes that I’ll be making tomorrow in the CHMA Arts for All program. Box 113 is sized to hold A2 cards. Box 407 is sized to hold bars of soap that I’ve already bought to include in my Shoeboxes next year. I’ll include some details about those in tomorrow’s post.

Savour the Season Sunday

Boxes with Brenda: A2-sized Greeting Cards

I’m going to the Canadian Mental Health Association’s Arts for All program on Tuesday afternoon. They are having a session to make some ‘toolboxes’. They’ll be decorating photo boxes to store some mental health tools in. I’ve made some kits that contain the supplies to make a box to hold greeting cards. In my opinion, sending a ‘thinking of you’ card is a great way to pick up your mood, and the mood of the recipient. You can have a look at the blog post below if you’re interested in seeing how the boxes are assembled. The video is on Facebook. I’ll eventually do a new video for this type of box on YouTube; who knows, maybe I have one already. I’ll also update this post with the instructions for making the boxes.

https://www.facebook.com/creativetreatsclub/videos/513457362659346

Chocolate Chip Cookies? Yes, please!

In addition to making some greeting card box kits, I also made a few batches of cookies. The recipe is below. We were without shortening so I tried it with coconut oil. It seemed to work fine. Because they would have a taste of coconut from the oil, I added in some shredded coconut along with the chocolate chips. They turned out pretty well. I also baked some of our trusty Quaker oatmeal cookies from a mix. So simple. So good. You just add 1/4 cup water for 1/2 bag of mix. And chocolate chips of course. We brought them to a neighbour’s for dessert since they invited us for a delicious pasta dinner.

Morning Musings: Savour the Season

There was a lot of fresh snow this morning as I headed out for my walk with Luna. About 8:30. Later than I would like, but it was still getting some early morning sunlight into my eyes, which helps to reset my circadean rhythm, which helps me to sleep better. I know that a consistent wake-up time and a consistent bed-time also help me sleep better but somehow those habits seem tougher to develop than seeking some early morning sunlight.

But back to the snow. I was thinking the theme for the day could be ‘snow’, which I happen to love. Which led me to realizing that I should savour the snow while it is here, because winter actually doesn’t really last that long. And, every winter we don’t always have a lot of snow, or snow conditions that are condusive to getting out to ski, or skate or snowshoe which are activities that all go a long way to help us savour the snow.

Which of course let me to realizing we should simply savour the season. The season that we are in. And not be pining for the season we wish we were in. For a season in the past, or for a season in the future. Whether we are currently living in our ‘preferred’ season or one we ‘hate’, whether it is the winter or the summer, whether it is a winter with great weather and great snow conditions or a winter of poor weather and lousy snow conditions. We can simply choose to savour the season.

And so I set about to savour my morning walk with Luna. In order to savour something it helps if you are more present with, more mindful of what you are doing. Whether it is being more present with your senses, or just mindful of where your thoughts are taking you.

And so I savoured the crunch of the snow under my boots. I savoured the snow gently falling on my face. I savoured the fresh, crisp scent of a morning amongst the trees. I savoured the sight of Luna burying herself in the snow, rolling about and making snow angels. I savoured the sound of Luna’s tags jingling as she shook off some snow. I savoured this silliness of making my own snow angel.

I chose to savour the trudge up the hill instead of lamenting about how I wished I was in better shape. I pondered whether it was a better season in my life when I was in better shape – back when I it didn’t feel so difficult to get up the hill. And I realized that it wasn’t. The best thing about being in better shape is not being in better shape. The best thing about being in better shape is spending the time doing all the things that lead to being in better shape. And savouring the time that you are doing those activities.

None of us have an infinite amount of time or energy. But we do have an infinite number of things we can do, an infinite number of ways in which we can choose to spend our time and energy. And we can choose how present we are when we are as we live our lives.

I’m trying to spend more time and energy doing activities that will get me into better shape. And I’m trying to savour the time that I’m doing those activites. And to savour the time that I spend doing other activities. I’m trying to simply savour the season. The season that I’m in.

I realize that not everyone loves the snow, that not everyone loves the winter. That not everyone loves the current season of live that they are in. But I believe we can all try to better simply savour the season that we are in.

Snow Angel Silliness

Finish it Friday – Wordsearch Version 1+ and 2

I am much more of a starter than a finisher. You would not believe the number of partially finished projects I have. On my walk with Luna this morning I had some musings about how I can get more things finished.

Yesterday’s Headspace episode was about letting some things go so you can pursue things that will bring you joy, that will energize you. I definitely have some partially finished projects that I should (and will?) let go of. And, I have some projects that I do want to finish.

The project that I wanted to finish today is the version 2.0 of my mom’s word search puzzle. At mom’s Celebration of Life, many people kindly added to the list of words that come to mind when they think of mom: aunt, proud, devoted, flawless, Blue Light, lemon, squares, $20.00 (I’ll put it in as twentydollars), Roland, David, kind eyes, spark plug, trooper, inspiring, fun, energetic, spirited, purple, antiques, gardenias, family, Buckshot, Gagnon, Lapasse and yuri (we’ll give mom the last word!).

And I finished. You can find the new versions linked below. I’ll also add them to her Celebration of Life post.

A few days ago on Radio Headspace Mel Robbins described her ‘high five’ habit that she recommends. I have heard her speak of it before and I have occasionally tried to develop the habit in the past. I’ll give it another try. But what to say as I look myself in the eye in the mirror and give myself a high five each time I brush my teeth. But what should I say that I can always believe? Great job? You did your best? Nailed it?

I think perfection is overrated. The idea of aiming for a B+ effort resonates more strongly with me than always giving everything our best effort. Or I want it to resonate more strongly with me. Because I don’t think we can (or should) give everything we do our best effort. We need to give some things less than our best effort. So that we have some time and energy left for other things we want to do. And to spend time with the people that are important to us.

For example, if you’re competing in a triathlon – you can’t give the swim your best effort if you want to optimize your bike and run times. You need to save some of your effort and energy during the swimming leg to have enough for the other cycling and running legs of the race. You need to give the swim the best effort. But what is the best effort for that swim?

Remember that the last 20% takes 80% of the effort. Is all that extra effort in the swim leg of your race, to say nothing of all that time focused on swim training before the race , worth giving the swim leg of your race your best effort. Instead of an A+ effort, sometimes (or often?) a B- or a C+ effort is the most appropriate effort, the best effort. It’s a good enough effort. And you’ll have a better race overall.

As I was approaching 60 years old, one of the phrases I used was Seeking 60. Yes, I was seeking to do 60 things 60 times. Just because. I am choosing to believe I nailed it. I definitely didn’t actually acheive that goal. I’ll have to go back to see how close I was to acheiving it. Maybe I reached 60%. But I believe I gave it the best effort. Because that is exactly the effort I gave it. No more, no less. It wasn’t necessarily my best effort, but it was the most appropriate, and therefore the best effort for that goal at that time in my life. While I was keen to do 60 things 60 times, I wasn’t willing to focus all of my attention and time to that goal. I wanted to have some time and energy for other things that came up that I wanted to do. I was giving myself a chance to practice giving a 60% effort, to realize and begin to believe that, most often, a 60% effort is the best effort. That year I became more comfortable with giving things the right amount of effort: the best effort; not my best effort.

Try not to give things too much time and energy. You might get burned out or develop an injury. Rather than experiencing progress, you’ll have a setback that may even prevent you from reaching your goal. Much like the grilled cheese that I was trying to cook in a rush at lunch: too much energy and time resulted in burnt toast.

A short update on my Try It Tuesday post: I didn’t get my Thursday morning swim in yesterday. The city had closed their recreational facilities for the morning due to a big snow storm. This is a good example of the value of building some flexibility into your schedule, of having some wiggle room, some flexibility.

Fortunately there was a lane swimming session on Friday mornings as well. So F and I met at Brewer pool this morning rather than Thursday morning. And it was great. I didn’t push myself to swim a distance or at a pace that I used to be able to do. I just took it easy. And I remember how much I loved swimming. Especially with a friend. Especially when the sunlight streamed in through the windows and made the water glisten and the bright light danced and reflected up off the bottom of the pool. I’m looking foward to swim number 2 next week.

Are you making any progress on any of your Try It list? Give it the best effort. You’ll be glad that you did.

Thoughts on Thursday: Lemon is the Best!

I recently shared links to a few ‘This I Believe’ essays. I recently was reminded that our beliefs are simply our thoughts that we think are true. Our thoughts form our beliefs. And our beliefs form us. Our character. Our personality. Our mood.

I meant to write my 750 words right when I got in from a walk and helping Debbie, a random stranger who was stuck (a story for another day). But my thoughts led me in a different direction. My thoughts steered me towards using up the lemons in the fridge.

The lemons that were bought for me to do some ‘comfort’ baking a while ago, shortly after my mom passed when had the urge to bake some lemon loaf, raisin squares and oatmeal raisin cookies. My mom makes made the most amazing lemon bread and lemon squares. My dad’s loved her oatmeal raisin cookies the most and I have baked them often over the years. Although I loved her raisin squares I had not had them in decades.

A dear friend had dropped by a loaf of banana bread shortly after mom passed. That friend makes amazing banana bread; even better than my mom’s banana bread. It was comforting to eat a piece of that loaf each morning for about a week. Another dear friend had dropped by a loaf of lemon blueberry loaf which comforted me at breakfast for yet another week.

When I got the news that yet another dear friend had unexpectedly lost her husband, I wanted to bring her some comfort. So I dug out some of my favourite recipes that my mom used to bake: raisin squares, raisin oatmeal cookies and lemon loaf. I didn’t actually have my mom’s raisin square recipe, but was thrilled to discover that my sister had a copy of it as well as a copy of mom’s lemon bread recipe. So I ‘comfort’ baked. The baking process brought me comfort. And I believe that the sweet treats we dropped off later that day brought some comfort to my unexpectedly widowed dear friend.

It was actually my son who bought those lemons. I asked for one and he came home with a whole bag of them. So today there were still left over lemons. And they were calling out to me. So I baked. Because the process of baking brings me joy. Baking brings me comfort as well as joy. And I wanted to bring some of my mom’s sweet treats with me to a friend’s house where she’s hosting a luncheon. Because I believe that sharing sweet treats brings comfort as well as joy.

I have been wanting to post a collection of recipes on my blog, starting with my mom’s favourite recipes. For my mom’s Celebration of Life my sister, Diane, baked up a storm. She brought an amazing selection of mom’s favourite treats to share. I’m certain she experienced as much comfort baking those treats as the comfort (and joy) we experience savouring those treats. She brought chocolate chip cookies, oatmeal raisin cookies, lemon squares, date squares and chocolate macaroon cookies. So many of my favourite flavours. Flavours that bring me comfort. Flavours that bring me joy. While I love the taste of chocolate, oatmeal, raisins, molasses, dates and coconut, I love lemon the best. At least that’s what’s true for me today.

So, we’ll start with the lemon recipes:

Lemon Bread

1/2 cup shortening
1 cup white sugar
2 eggs
1/2 cup milk
1 tsp lemon juice (or a few drops of lemon extract)
1 1/2 cups flour
1 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp salt
grated rind of one lemon
1/2 cup chopped nuts (optional)

Cream shortning, add sugar gradually and mix well.

Add eggs one at a time, mixing well after each one.

Add grated rind of lemon, then sifted dry ingredients alternatively with milk into which you mixed lemon juice/extract.

Bake in medium sized loaf pan for 1 hour at 325 to 350 degrees F.

Pour (or brush) this mixture over the loaves after they come out of the oven:

1/3 cup white sugar (less 1 tbsp.)
juice of one lemon

Enjoy.

Lemon Squares

1/2 cup butter
1 cup flour
1/4 cup icing sugar
pinch salt
2 eggs
1 cup white sugar
2 1/2 tbsp. flour
3 tbsp. lemon juice
1 lemon’s worth of grated rind

Preheat oven to 350′ F.

Blend together (using pastry blender or fork) until crumbly: butter, flour, icing sugar and salt.

Press into an 8″ x 8″ greased and floured (or parchment paper lined) pan.

Bake for 18-20 minutes.

Beat the eggs. Then beat in white sugar and flour. Then beat in lemon juice and lemon rind. (I just beat them all together at once).

Pour over baked crust (wait 2-5 minutes) (which I don’t bother with).

Bake for another 18-20 minutes.

Cool. Cut. Sprinkle with sifted icing sugar.

Enjoy!