i miss dance parties with gigi and her unceasing love of christmas music no matter what time of year it is....
christmas music + gigi + dance party from rachel baransi on Vimeo.
Read more...i miss dance parties with gigi and her unceasing love of christmas music no matter what time of year it is....
christmas music + gigi + dance party from rachel baransi on Vimeo.
Read more...Love is Free from Homeless Drew on Vimeo. (i suggest clicking the four-arrows, in the bottom right corner, 2nd over, to make it full screen)
"Love is Free seeks to bring awareness as well as action among it's viewers, pushing them outside of their comfort zone to understand the marginalized through relationships. Drew doesn't call for distant charity, but for all individuals to get their hands dirty in the very personal work of caring for the world's needy."Read more...
lucas: 'mom, how am i going to figure out who i'm going to marry?'
me: 'lucas you don't have to worry about that for a long time.'
lucas: 'but i just want to know now!!!'
me: but you won't get married until you are 20 or 30 or 40
lucas: but do i just find a girl with no dad (he meant husband) and marry her?
me: sort of. but you should love her too. but yes she should have no husband.
lucas: so who's it going to be? brooke or allie?
me: either one would be a great pic. i think you should marry one of them. but they're a bit old.
lucas: so when i'm 25 they will be dead?
me: no, but they're a bit old. you should ask the lord.
lucas: i can't hear his voice.
me: well, just take a deep breath and say 'lord please speak to me'
lucas: (deep breath) 'lord please speak to me
lucas: (a few seconds later): 'God said rachel baransi'
a year ago today, i wrote this:
rushing diagonally
Do you know what it's like to be in such a hurry that you can't even afford to cross the street in straight lines, that you have to save time by not only walking across the street but also nearing the direction you must go next? I call this rushing diagonally and it really hit me today how much my life has been a crazy jumble rushing from one activity to another for the past two to three years.
today i miss:
& reading Shel Silverstein's The Giving Tree to Lucas!
Once there was a tree..... and she loved a little boy. And every day the boy would come and he would gather her leaves and make them into crowns and play king of the forest. He would climb up her trunk and swing from her branches and eat apples. And they would play hide-and-go-seek. And when he was tired, he would sleep in her shade. And the boy loved the tree.......very much. And the tree was happy.
But time went by. And the boy grew older. And the tree was often alone. Then one day the boy came to the tree and the tree said "Come, Boy, come and climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and eat apples and play in my shade and be happy"
"I am too big to climb and play", said the boy. "I want to buy things and have fun. I want some money. Can you give me some money?" "I'm sorry," said the tree, "but I have no money, I have only leaves and apples. Take my apples, Boy, and sell them in the city. Then you will have money and you will be happy." And so the boy climbed up the tree and gathered her apples and carried them away. And the tree was happy.
But the boy stayed away for a long time.. and the tree was sad. And then one day the boy came back and the tree shook with joy and she said, "Come, Boy, climb up my trunk and swing from my branches and be happy." "I am too busy to climb trees," said the boy. "I want a house to keep me warm," he said. "I want a wife and I want children, and so I need a house. Can you give me a house?" "I have no house," said the tree. "The forest is my house, but you may cut off my branches and build a house. Then you will be happy." And the boy cut off her branches and carried them away to build his house. And the tree was happy.
But the boy stayed away for a long time. And when he came back, the tree was so happy she could hardly speak. "Come, Boy," she whispered, "come and play." "I am too old and sad to play," said the boy. "I want a boat that take me far away from here. Can you give me a boat?" "Cut down my trunk and make a boat," said the tree. "Then you can sail away...... and be happy." And so the boy cut down her trunk and made a boat and sailed away. And the tree was happy....
but not really. And after a long time the boy came back again. "I am sorry, Boy," said the tree,
"but I have nothing left to give you----" "My apples are gone." "My teeth are too weak for apples," said the boy. "My branches are gone," said the tree. "You cannot swing on them------" "I am too old to swing on branches," said the boy. "My trunk is gone," said the tree. "You cannot climb--------" "I am too tired to climb," said the boy. "I am sorry," sighed the tree. "I wish that I could give you something------ but I have nothing left. I am just an old stump." "I don't need very much now," said the boy. "just a quiet place to sit and rest. I am very tired." "Well," said the tree, straightening herself up as much as she could, "well, an old stump is good for sitting and resting. Come, Boy, sit down. Sit down and rest." And the boy did. And the tree was happy.