Category Archives: Perfect Moment

Perfect Moment Monday: Grape Company

I drank wine this month.

Which is not news. I tend to have a glass of wine each evening. It’s as much a treasured daily ritual as my morning cup of coffee is.

holding a glass of wineThe news is who I drank wine with (or maybe the shorter list would be who I didn’t drink wine with). In October, I got to drink wine with far-flung friends in Seattle, Portland, Eugene, San Francisco, and right here at home.

I was a girl who struggled with friendships back when I was my daughter’s age. I was shy, bookish, and I played in the band (not a cool kind of band but a 5th grade concert band — think Target commercial cacophony). I liked getting grounded on the rare occasions I misbehaved because it meant that instead of playing outside with other kids, I could be inside reading the “L” edition of the World Book encyclopedia (it was a relatively skinny one, unlike the massive “M”).

But you know that line from The Sound of Music, in which Maria and the Captain sing to each other in the gazebo? They mention their wicked, miserable pasts but conclude that

Somewhere in my youth or childhood | I must have done something good.

Somehow in the intervening years I have become rich in friends. I mean really, really great people kinda friends. Folks who are good-hearted, smart as whips, and generous in so many ways.

Close friends contribute to our personal growth. They also contribute to our personal pleasure, making the music sound sweeter, the wine taste richer, the laughter ring louder because they are there. — Judith Viorst

Monika,* Heather* and Lucy* opened their homes (and beverages) to me during my Pacific Northwest speaking tour early in the month. Esperanza, Jessica and Luna* shared the grape with me in the San Francisco area when I spoke at Adoption Connection mid-month. I also got to see (and toast) my cousins Debora and Marjan along the way.

After my trips I got to enjoy camaraderie and Cabernet with my hometown Vino Support Group.*

So each time I toasted and sipped with friends here and there, friends near and far, I counted my blessings. My cup — and my heart — runneth over.

(Metaphorically speaking. Don’t wanna waste good wine by actually spilling.)

* A Carol Burnett-type tug on the ear aimed at Nick, Todd & Eddie-Mari-Trey, Al, Mac & J-Z, and Maggie.

Throwing in a few of images of this month’s perfect moments.

BestLight's October 2013 speaking tour album on Photobucket

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A happy moment will seed ten thousand more.Notes from the Universe.

Which explains why it’s in my interest (and yours) to notice perfect moments.

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Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between.

On the last Monday of each month we engage in mindfulness about something that is right with our world. Everyone is welcome to join.

To participate in Perfect Moment Monday:

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  • Write up your own Perfect Moment and post it on your blog (or other site).
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With your Perfect Moment post , you may place this button on your blog (in the post, on the sidebar, or both).What Perfect Moment have you recently been aware of?


Perfect Moment Monday: The Next Generation

Maybe you’ve heard me talk about my sisters once or twice. We kinda like each other. What’s more, we even like our parents.

And because we five like being in each others’ company, about once a year we finagle the chance to drag along our husbands and children for The Sake of Family Togetherness.

Which we did over Labor Day weekend in the Rocky Mountains. Like 6 years ago — when Tami’s husband Gino was recovering from full paralysis — again we had guitars, puzzles, hikes, and trips to the liquor store.

And this time, the addition of my niece, now 20 months old. Eleana is Tami’s daughter.

Ross, Sheri’s son, has just about doubled in height since that 2007 gathering. He can practically rest his chin on my head now (I am not short). He is the brother of Jake and Ben; all three are my beloved nephews (as is Dominic, Tami’s son).

Below was a tender moment I got to witness between one sister’s near-grown son and my other sister’s toddler daughter. Imagine the smell of the pines, the momentary crisp air after months of hot-hot-hot, the anticipation of the steaks that the men had on the nearby grill. All that was part of this perfect moment observing these two sweet souls exploring nature.

Scene at Colorado mountain pond

Sweet simple perfection.

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A happy moment will seed ten thousand more.Notes from the Universe.

Which explains why it’s in my interest (and yours) to notice perfect moments.

~~~~~

Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between.

On the last Monday of each month we engage in mindfulness about something that is right with our world. Everyone is welcome to join.

To participate in Perfect Moment Monday:

  • Follow LavenderLuz.com.
  • Write up your own Perfect Moment and post it on your blog (or other site).
  • Use LinkyTools below to enter your name (or blog name), the URL of your Perfect Moment post, and a thumbnail image if desired.
  • Visit the Perfect Moments of others and let the writers know you were there with some comment currency.

With your Perfect Moment post , you may place this button on your blog (in the post, on the sidebar, or both).What Perfect Moment have you recently been aware of?


Perfect Moment Monday: Dross into gold

I should have been suspicious when the tent showed up on our front porch in May, shipped from Costco. Weeks later, the UPS guy dropped off several sleeping mats, also from Costco. What was this? Could it be that my husband was conniving to take our family on a camping trip?

Why would he do this to me, take me out of my natural habitat (indoors) and plop me into the wilds? Why would he do this to our kids, tear them away from their screens and electrical power? Why would he do this to himself — deal with all the whining and gnashing of teeth that was sure to ensue?

Not to mention the children’s.

Mid-month we rectified our family’s Nature Deficit Disorder and I got outside my comfort zone. We spent the weekend at a campground near Estes Park, CO. Was the weekend amazing, reminiscent of a Brady Bunch episode, a string of pearly perfect moments?

Mmmmmmmm…..no.

The weekend was fraught with tension, arguments, frustration, and even a little blood. We had delay after delay getting started on Friday afternoon and therefore got to the campground long after dusk, hungry and cranky. Finding our designated spot and setting up by moonlight was a challenge.¬†Putting together a tent for the first time by flashlight was a challenge. And finding kindling in the dark was a challenge.¬† To cap things off, our mats didn’t fully inflate on first use, meaning we essentially slept on the cold hard ground on a night the temperature got down to 48 degrees.

The next day there were fatigue-induced spats about, well everything. But there was also swimming, eating ice cream in town, and each kid choosing a trip memento.

Said memento brought Reed much joy but was eventually the cause of the bloodletting. He’d chosen a small pocket knife and Roger showed him how to whittle, which he did happily much of the afternoon. Until his attention wandered for a moment and he sliced his thumb (turned out to be only a few layers deep). Big commotion.

It was exhausting. I wasn’t feeling very perfect moment-y for much of the weekend.

Yet there were some idyllic components.

Our site was delightful. (And not just because my husband got up early to build a fire, cook breakfast, and have coffee waiting.)

camping in Colorado

We had friendly neighbors.

deer at campground

Bambi and her kin frolicked all day right in front of us, replacing the Saturday cartoons and sports shows as our entertainment.

Tessa demonstrated her flair for fashion, even while roughing it. Not much chance of blending in had it become necessary to camouflage ourselves.

fahncy pahnts for cahmping

At 8000 feet, our view of the day sky was a clarified hue of blue.

mountain sky

Later that evening after we’d cooked and cleaned up and assembled s’mores, I realized we had been building our family narrative story by story. We sat in our camp chairs with faces aglow, bonded by shared anecdotes that we’ll tell through the ages, maybe to people who don’t even exist yet.

colorado camp fire

That expansive thought, which entered my mind as I saw the light flickering on my loved ones’ faces, ignited my perfect moment, turning all that other dross into gold.

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A happy moment, Lori, will seed ten thousand more.Notes from the Universe.

This was a message in my emailbox awhile back. And it explains why it’s in my interest (and yours) to notice perfect moments.

~~~~~

Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between.

On the last Monday of each month we engage in mindfulness about something that is right with our world. Everyone is welcome to join.

To participate in Perfect Moment Monday:

  • Follow LavenderLuz.com.
  • Write up your own Perfect Moment and post it on your blog (or other site).
  • Use LinkyTools below to enter your name (or blog name), the URL of your Perfect Moment post, and a thumbnail image if desired.
  • Visit the Perfect Moments of others and let the writers know you were there with a comment.

With your Perfect Moment post , you may place this button on your blog (in the post, on the sidebar, or both).What Perfect Moment have you recently been aware of?