easy like Sunday morning

what has been coming in

Sundays are slow around here. Thank goodness. Life is pretty packed full these days, with 4 people who have passions that get stacked into schedules. I am in the city working on the weekdays. That liminal space of riding on the ferry with my headphones on, reading or writing, saves me from feeling too busy. So does the occasional sliver of sunlight that comes in the kitchen, unbidden, as I am unloading bags of groceries and see the kitchen new, imperfect and delightful.

Sundays are for services at our Unitarian hall. That’s the community we need for the day. And generally, lately, we don’t do anything else. Maybe a trip to the library, if Saturday was unexpectedly full. Mostly though, we go home, the four of us, for slow time: laundry to fold; books to read; food to prep for the week. Lots of down time.

We don’t seem to prize down time in this culture. If you take more than an hour off to do nothing at all, the thought—”you’re lazy; get to work”—starts tugging. I used to believe that was only me, but time and learning to listen more have taught me: this is endemic to American culture. So, you know what? Instead of making Sundays holy for some greater being, we make slowness in the form of walks on the beach, watching Star Wars, and wandering with no real purpose our guide.

It leaves room for delight.

May I recommend this wonderful episode of This American Life about a life centered in delight? Choosing delight is a way of acknowledging that its opposite is so often our focus. Wandering, delighted, is my favorite form of being alive.

I also believe that we cannot feel true delight until we acknowledge what is gnawing at us. This episode of Oprah’s Super Soul conversations with Lady Gaga blew me away. Her vulnerability is incredible. But it is a remark about radical acceptance that has centered me this week.

Can I put in an unexpected recommendation for a cartoon that has drawn us all closer together here? Star Wars Rebels might be my favorite form of the Star Wars universe. It focuses on this band of unlikely heroes who become a family. Seriously, some of the episodes will stay with me forever. I’m sad that we finished it recently.

I still haven’t found the words to say how the new Little Women deeply moved me. Jo March has always been my guru. This one, though? The dance of it? Genius.

This week, in small portions at a time, I finished watching Beautiful Boy, a film I have been intending to watch for more than a year. But this tale of a young adult son falling into addiction, and his father’s desperate attempt to catch him before he falls into the black hole? It’s terrifying. My god, it’s such an incredible film though. And it reminds me of my friend Paula Becker’s book, The House on Stilts, which I highly recommend you read too.

Lately, for breakfast, all I want is sautéed mushrooms, with a smidge of butter, black pepper, avocado pieces, and a fried egg.

Also, I’m going back to working on my gluten-free fresh pasta. We made this video and recipe at my work and I’m determined to make it for myself now. Seared lasagna slices!

If you are a paid subscriber, you know that I have started a running list, which I update every Sunday, of the books that are interesting us most this week. Danny found a copy of Laura FuentesThe Best Homemade Kids’ Snacks on the Planet at the library. It inspired him to make us great, wholesome snacks that the kids have been loving: raisin-cashew-cocoa powder balls; chewy gluten-free granola bars; pinwheels with cream cheese, salmon, and an herb pesto he made, rolled up in flour tortillas. (I’m the only one in the house who cannot eat gluten, so those were not for me.) It seems to have sparked something in him—cooking as love, expressed in the food they love best. It has been good.


How about you? What have you been reading? Eating? Listening to? Watching?

I would love to know what has been giving you delight and sparking you to see more connections between us all.