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MARCH MADNESS Continues March 30, 2010

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Singing In The Rain – March Madness Part II

Utter madness was happening yesterday on our front sidewalk.  One way Webster’s defines “madness” is “total merriment; giddiness; intense excitement and enthusiasm.” And that’s exactly how my daughter and her friend were playing in the rain.  Hair dripping wet, shirts and pants soaked through, toes covered with soggy socks and mud splattered shoes.

When the girls started their jump rope skipping in the afternoon, it was dry.  True to the unpredictability of Seattle spring, the morning started off pouring buckets with a dark sky overhead, mid-morning the clouds parted revealing a bright blue sky.  Then again in a blink, more rain.

So during that brief window of lovely spring weather as the girls were giddy with joy skipping rope, the blue sky shifted.  Darkness hung on the outskirts, threatening more rain.  The first rain drops that fell on their faces made them even giddier.  Looking at me standing on the front porch, they wondered what I would do, what I would say. Curious if I would let the rain stop their jump roping.  Worried I would put a halt to their fun.  As the rain drops fell faster I remembered how I loved playing in the rain as a kid.

Getting soaked was better than a new toy.

My daughter’s friend brought extra clothes, we have a washer and a drier, they are only kids once, it’s just rain.

So I bit my tongue from speaking mom talk and calling them in out of the rain.

Soon we had to pick up my son from pre-school. Wet and smiling the girls begged to walk even though we were in the middle of a down pour.  I put on my boots, grabbed an umbrella and followed behind the happy skipping girls.  They found many mud puddles on our walk.  Laughing, skipping, chilled to the bone having the time of their lives.  After all, we have a washer and drier, they are only kids once, it’s just rain and then there is always hot cocoa.

When have you put all practicality aside and let yourself or your children, be kids?



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You can win a hip, super comfy, organic cotton T-shirt from Sonya’s Full Court Design Collection to keep you stylish, a journal to keep you honest and a notepad to keep you organized.

My friend Sonya and I are back at it….more writing, more questions, more contest fun….it’s madness I tell you! This time around the contest is for an important cause.  You can help PeaceLoveBasketball’s March Madness – Mo vs. ALS to raise money for former University of Washington Women’s basketball standout Melissa Erickson as she fights the battle against ALS.  5o% of March Profits go to the Melissa Erickson Foundation. Visit www.peacelovebasketball.com to learn more and to check out all of Full Court Design’s fabulous t-shirts and sweatshirts.

For our contest all you have to do is take a moment and ponder a question in one of the 3 blogs in my March Madness series and leave your answer in the comment section of my Heartwriter’s Blog AND visit  www.peacelovebasketball.com, and become a FaceBook fan by clicking on the “fan” button. By leaving your comment on Heartwriter’s Blog and becoming a PeaceLoveBasketball Fan, your name will be entered into a hat for our April 6th drawing.  Answer all 3 questions in my March Madness series and your name will be entered 3 times. (If you are not a FB member, no worries, go to www.peacelovebasketball.com and click on the Contacts link, in the subject header write “Heartwriter March Madness Contest” and your name will still be entered in the drawing.)

The Game  – March Madness Part I

I’m a chica. A Pacific Northwest born and raised gal who would much rather play a sport than watch it being played from the sidelines or on TV. EXCEPT during March Madness.

I married a sports addict, definitely much better than marrying an axe murderer, but none the less he is glued to the tube during the whole Big Dance and then he attends the Final Four religiously, every year for the last 16 years.  The game has worn off on me.  I participate in a NCAA pool, I pay attention to my picks and I stand up during the last final minutes of the game when the intensity is too much to bare sitting on the couch.  This coming from the girl who thought field goals only happened in football and is still learning the penalty difference for technical vs. personal fouls.

The outcome of the game changes in a blink of an eye.  The players are playing with everything they got, their hearts on their sleeves, their souls in the basket.  Much like raising children.

Moods change in a blink of an eye.  Children and parents giving all they got,  hearts on sleeves, souls hanging in the balance.

You may not be watching any of the games this March Madness, but being married, thank God once again not to an axe murderer but to a sports addict, I am.  I even confess I watched a game when my hubby wasn’t here.  The number one seeded teams are dropping like flies, the underdogs are having their fifteen minutes of fame and I am winning our pool. 

Madness. I tell you. Fun madness.

So here I am not the spectator type, absorbed, watching the end of the game like it was the end of a Merchant Ivory film.  Engrossed. Heart pumping, filled with hope for my team.  My team.  The fact that I have a team is even laughable.  (Of  course it’s the one with the cuter uniforms.)

This year the Final Four is held on Easter weekend. Who planned that? It’s not exactly forcing my husband to choose between Jesus and The Big Dance, but some may see it that way.  Tradition is tradition.  Jesus will still rise, and The Dance will go on.  This means hubby will be in Indianapolis cheering on the lucky basketball players who make it to the final phase of March Madness.  I will be single mom, Easter Bunny, cook, making sure my son has matching socks for Sunday mass and that I take care of myself during the time my husband is away.  Momentary madness of balance, remembering to breathe through it all.  Just like the players who will take a deep breath before they release the ball, standing at the free-throw line.

Tell us about an example in your life that expresses the opposite side of yourself? I don’t like spectator sports but I love watching men’s college hoops in March.  Post your comment on this blog and make sure you visit www.peacelovebasketball.com to become a Fan and to support March Madness – Mo vs. ALS. 


Second Glance March 17, 2010

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I hate the zoo.  The animals look so sad, always lethargic, with eyes glazed over.

My son loves the zoo.  It’s his candy store.  So this morning when he said, Let’s go to the zoo today – I said, Okay.

We do this as parents.  Say yes when we mean no.  Say no when we mean yes.

My son’s first item to check off on his list was to visit the red panda, so we found his symbol on the zoo map and paid him a visit.  He was all curled up, perched high in a tree showing only a tuft of his red fur.  You’d think he gave my son a personal welcome with a big sloppy kiss.  My son was thrilled, he saw the red panda.

Wandering on to out next destination we stumbled upon the Wetlands.  I have been to this zoo hundreds of times, I am a native to our city, but here was an exhibit I’ve never seen before.  A beautiful marshland with ducks and bizarre birds.   We were transported to another land.  A lovely discovery.  No sad, lethargic creatures lurking here.

Over dinner tonight my son told his dad and sister all about the red panda, bizarre birds with large beaks, orange snakes, sleeping bears and tall giraffes.  His stories full of all the adventure and enthusiasm only a five and a half year old can tell.

Afterward, my daughter, who doesn’t have school on Friday, turned to me and said, Mama I know what I want to do on our Friday date.

I took a breath.

Let’s go to the zoo.  Maybe we’ll find something we’ve never seen before after you show me the Wetlands.

Oh, joy.

Oh, joy. Oh, sweet joy.  What else in this world will I discover if I just give it another chance?

by J.G. McGlothern


Eyes Wide Open March 15, 2010

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I love Lent.  Forty days before Easter, a chance to create reflection time in my life.  An opportunity to look at my heart.  To observe, listen, watch.

I have chosen one word to represent my Lenten journey this season…AWARENESS.  And oh, the doors that are opening and revealing such bright light.

A friend gave me a book with that very title, Awareness, and I’m only in the beginning but the word struck such a cord with me, I wanted to sit with it.

Ever since I chose that word as my focus, my reminder, my prayer I’ve had conflict arise in my life.  Inside and out.  Conflict that has opened my eyes in a way I didn’t know I could see.  There have been harsh words spoken, misunderstandings, hurt feelings and the surprise in it all was who I had to forgive.  Myself.  It is life giving to look at yourself in a new light and say – I’m not perfect, I’m not always right, I have the power to hurt others, I matter.  So instead of hanging my head low, I raise it up high.  Learning from it all.

I don’t want to walk blindly through my days, instead I wish to be aware, alive, even if that brings pain and sadness.  Because out of that pain and sadness new life is born.  Seeds blossom.

by J.G. McGlothern


Unexpected March 5, 2010

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In my attempts to follow out my New Year’s Resolution of one drawer, one room at a time I cleaned out our bedroom closet yesterday.  I have five large bags in the back of the car ready for drop off. I feel lighter.

I intended to clean out a different room yesterday but was drawn to our closet.  Sometimes we can’t control what needs working on next in our lives, we usually have a different plan.  The closet wasn’t on my agenda.  I wanted to work on a room downstairs because we will be having friends over to watch the Oscars and I wanted to get the kids toys organized and scaled down.  Turns out my energy needed to be directed to the closet I share with my husband.  I was hanging on to things that no longer serve me, I was saving them just in case. I was also hanging on to things that are worn, stained, not really presentable.  No surprise I feel lighter having shed those clothing items and vacuuming out the dust covered floor.

My husband and I haven’t had much time for each other lately.  We also are two very independent creatures.  Fridays are his soccer night but there is a Bye this week, so no game.  I took the opportunity to plan a date night.  Sitter is coming over and it doesn’t matter where we go or what we do, we are just both craving and needing time together.

Friday is normally my night to watch a movie since my husband is at soccer at not a movie guy.  We can’t always control what gets put in our path can we? We can only be aware when opportunities, little gifts of light come our way.  By letting go of my normal “Friday: ME TIME”,  I gain “Friday: US TIME” instead.  Something I need more, something completely unexpected.

By J.G. McGlothern