Monday, November 17, 2008

colors and current affairs

green is such an affable color.

nothing new around these parts.
lots of school excitement with finals and what not just around the bend, which means trees are dying so that I can print up final papers and projects.
it has been a pretty satisifying semester thus far though; it gets a gold star in my memory.

oooh, thanksgiving is soon! please mom and dad, let's go to chuck-a-rama! mmmm! sometimes i do enjoy being a stereotypical american, basking in the joys of glutton and excess. and, doing so with the fam (all of them!) will be beyond good for both soul and stomach. what a lucky girl I am!

countdown! one week until I reach the landmark age of twenty and one. one year older, yet moving backwards in maturity. is this natural?? perhaps, yes.

a few pre-thanksgiving thoughts of gratitude:
  • mike and ikes. thanks goodness i have a pot of these in the english internships office. if it wasn't so I would starve at school. perhaps it would be better to starve though then allow these candy friends to slowly eat away at my insides. diabetes here i come. . .
  • - my wishing-i-could-actually-speak-french-and-spanish life becomes less and less obvious when this site is on hand.
  • unpicky culinary tastes. if i didn't have this attribute (and perhaps you could even call it attitude) all thanks to dad for those years of not being able to leave the table without finishing our mystery gulosh, I don't think I would have been able to down Gab's renditon of what he ate on his Greek mission: a lukewarm mixture of rice, tomatoes, onions, chopped up pickles, pizza seasoning, and cheese. suprisingly, it wasn't half bad.
  • the children's picture edition of the new testament in french. it makes the scriptures so much easier to comprehend! mom used to read the doctrine and covenants one to us when we were little, and now i have lapsed back to those younger days since my workings in french are still those of a five year old.
  • naps. my nap mantra: here, there, everywhere!
more to come . . .

okay amigos, will write más when i can squeeze two minutes into a one minute pair of pants.
if only. . .

hasta luego!

Friday, October 31, 2008

it's been raining

- Rain Dance –

A folk dance troupe
Is Schuhplattering
On the shingles of my roof.

Their watery feet
Clap down in rhythm
To the gusts
Of the brass band wind.

The rolling beats from the old bass drum
Played by the shakily enthusiastic hands of a wizened man
Flash out in sporadic punctuations.
Each vibrating gesture
Livens the listeners anew.

They’ve been at it
All night -
Merrily polkaing in intricate circles
Sporting those green felt hats
With funny yellow feathers on the side,
Embroidered skirts,
And rosy cheeks.

Each dancer
Carries autumn tides
And dashes out
Every quixotic thought of summer
With each saturated step
And jump.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

on joy

i was thinking about something today biking home from school. the wind was blowing especially hard and the autumn leaves on all the trees were literally raining from the sky! it was one of those small moments that confirms in my being that life is overwhelming beautiful, and consistently so in the most petite of ways; in vermilion leaves dropping from a branch.

i think that lately i have been so impatient for what the impendingly lovely future holds that i have lost a bit of my grasp on the loveliness that surrounds me daily in this Utahan home of mine. but today, thankfully, i came back to myself. don't get me wrong, the next few years of life are going to be ones that i hold dear forever, they will indeed, but right now, this very moment as the smirking moon is beginning to rise over the mountains outside my window, i am at peace; oh, i am happy.

i firmly believe that in embracing the smallest and perhaps the most banal of moments in life, searching within each of them for beauty, this life experience becomes sweeter and more inwardly rewarding. when we see that there is goodness and pure splendor in so very much more than we would have allowed ourselves to see before then we are growing closer and closer to attaining that personal, earthly nirvana that we are all seeking: happiness. i have come to realize more and more that i need to discover and appreciate anew the unadorned lovelies that surround me, find the brilliance lying in the commonplace, the trite, the ordinary; the things that we perhaps do not even give an afterthought to. for i feel that this is where i will constantly be able to find joy.

"one wanted, she thought, dipping her brush deliberately, to be on a level with ordinary experience, to feel simply that’s a chair, that’s a table, and yet at the same time, it’s a miracle, it’s an ecstasy." (virginia woolf, "to the lighthouse")

hymn #92 comes to mind...

Monday, October 20, 2008

monday, monday

Halfway through the semester! I cannot believe how fast the time has flown so far, but I am not too nostalgic about it quite yet. I am just counting down the days (87!) until I board a plane and fly to Paris for 4 months. What a dream!

I was so excited today to see Kari and Glen's blog. What a beautiful family you both have! It made me a bit lonesome to see you all so happy together - I only wish I could be at home with everyone, but I know that I am suppose to be slaving away here in the land of academia for right now. Good thing families are forever, right? - though it does feel as though it will be forever until I graduate...


So, updates on ma vie:

School is going splendidly (despite the occasional slaving away, as alluded to above). A class that I am especially enjoying this semester is this Honors 300R writing class. We are writing articles to be put into a new writing handbook for the Freshman 150 Honors writing class, so we get what authors dream of accomplishing: published! It's a great class - I spend hours upon hours brainstorming and writing and redrafting and then doing more redrafting, yet it leaves me wanting to write more. It's funny how the more involved and knowledgeable about something you become, the more that you realize how very incapable you truly are at it! I thought I was a decent writer before this class needing some help here and there, but I have been brought to the light of my ignorance (very unblissful, by the way); I have much to learn and a long way to go. But, this is something that I am willing to keep up the good fight for.

Anyway, this week should be interesting: a few tests here and there, a dabbling of papers to be written (one for French, Spanish, and English - !!), and I have to get that ORCA grant proposal in before Friday!!

Life is full. BYU is the best. I am happy.

(Pictures will soon be installed. Be patient with me, s'il vous plait.)

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

autumn arrives

greetings from utah.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

cueillez, cueillez votre jeunesse!

allow me to indulge you in the beauty of this french poem I found in class earlier this week. although I am an advocate for my vernacular, English, I have come to find out that there are just some expressions of beauty that English does not deal justly. this poem (about seizing our short season of youth and life) being one. bon appetit.

Ode à Cassandre:

Mignonne, allons voir si la rose
Qui ce matin avoit desclose
Sa robe de pourpre au Soleil,
A point perdu ceste vesprée
Les plis de sa robe pourprée,
Et son teint au vostre pareil.

Las! voyez comme en peu d’espace,
Mignonne, elle a dessus la place
Las! las ses beautez laissé cheoir!
Ô vraiment marastre Nature,
Puis qu’une telle fleur ne dure
Que du matin jusques au soir!

Donc, si vous me croyez, mignonne,
Tandis que votre âge fleuronne
En sa plus verte nouveauté,
Cueillez, cueillez votre jeunesse:
Comme à ceste fleur la vieillesse
Fera ternir votre beauté.

- Pierre de Ronsard

Live life excellently, my friends!! - "live in thanksgiving daily" (!)

p.s. and this is lately:

la maison francaise
is the apartement de danse!
sunday in salt lake
mountain view

Thursday, July 3, 2008

morning glory

there is something simply good for the heart when you wake up, look out of your window at the sun streaming through the green leaves of the trees and then look upward and see hot air ballons dotting the sky. it nears true transcendence.

perhaps it is also a bit foretelling of the day; it's bound to be a good one.

will write more later. work bids me (and my empty wallet).


Friday, June 20, 2008

a new season

I could claim that I am now choosing to "blog" in the hopes of raising my pathetic typing skills from the status of 'one-fingered keyboard bandit' to 'courtroom stenographer" (which is a highly unrealistic hope), however perhaps it would be more honest to say that I attempting to use this new blogging device so that my family and far-away-friends may be able to passively stay in contact with me; they read, I type, and magically through the medium of twentieth century technology there is a connection. Connections are generally good to keep up.

So here we go, this is my life currently: Summer. Classes have ended for the spring term, somewhat to my dismay due to the fact that my average Spanish and fragile French will now have two months to significantly meander far down the unkempt and untraveled roads of my mind. However, hopefully I will have the self-disipline enough to practice, read, and listen to these languages when I can and when I choose to diverge from the mountains of literature I plan to read in English (my best, my native tounge)...

Anyway, now back to my original thought: Summer. I sincerely do not believe there is another word in the English language that can parellel in depth of meaning, memories, or good-natured feelings than the very word summer. Perhaps "mint brownies" or "world travels" or "family" conjure up similarily significant thoughts, but the word "summer" elicits its own special blend of sentiments: sun, warmth, gobs of free time, shorts!, book reading splendor, greenness, day trips, farmers markets, time to breathe and contemplate and plan and daydream.

"Summer afternoon - summer afternoon; those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language" -Henry James

James had it right. I think that, like unto Sundays, the day of rest, human beings are also richly blessed with summer, the season of rest. Well, at least for me, a season of rest for the mind from the cares of class work and papers and exams (although they do bring occasional, measured thrills and joys), even despite the fact that I will still be subjecting myself to 40 hours a week of smoothies and secretarial duties.

This summer is going to be different from those in the past though. I will not lethargically sit back and watch the time of this summer pass by without continuing to push myself to achieve things that are bigger and, hopefully, better. I have always allowed the summers of the past to be a period to plateau; to be merely some months where I would let time pass me merrily by without utilizing it in to my advantage and growth. I have come to see what a personal hinderance that attitude can be. This summer will not be a time to plateau on the path/plane of least resistance and mediocrity, but instead to proceed upward and onward from one plane to the next. That's the main reason for my staying here in Provo. Oh, how I would prefer to be home in Lake Arrowhead with its beauty, famililarness, and, of course, mi familia. However, it is here at BYU where my life, motivation, and growth continue, and where I see most clearly what I plan to make of my future and how I will arrive there.

Oh, life is indeed thrilling, n'est-ce pas?

P.S. Today is/has been the longest day of the year! Give me the splendid silent sun, with all his beams full dazzling!