<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196</id><updated>2009-12-18T00:01:33.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>walking lightly</title><subtitle type='html'>a journey towards simplicity</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>167</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-7018394596754008089</id><published>2008-12-03T11:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:01:24.814-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>ONE GOAL MET!</title><content type='html'>At the end of 2007, I challenged myself to read 15 non-fiction books during 2008. &lt;a href="http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2007/11/2008-year-of-non-fiction.html"&gt;http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2007/11/2008-year-of-non-fiction.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did it! I didn't record all of the titles, but I did it. Those books challenged me, supported me, and made me grateful. They also planted many, many seeds which have yet to produce fruit, but are definitely not dormant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-7018394596754008089?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/7018394596754008089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=7018394596754008089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/7018394596754008089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/7018394596754008089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-goal-met.html' title='ONE GOAL MET!'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-6856683599730490010</id><published>2008-12-02T13:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:39:36.563-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Countdown day 1</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, the kids wrote their letters to Santa as part of our Christmas Countdown/Advent celebration. It's funny because my kids do NOT associate behavior with presents from Santa. I don't make a big deal of it; for us, Santa's presence is not based on behavior, it is a magical gift for a special time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure this will come back to haunt me one day, but I give my kids a fair bit of direction in terms of writing their letters. We talk about how the items on the list are suggestions and we don't always get everything/the exact thing on the list. I also help them think critically and meaningfully about what they write down. Reminding them, for example, of that thing they really wanted (that I think is appropriate/affordable/already purchased) and having them include that on their list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L used a wonderful tactic this year--he let Santa know that even though he was the one asking for one item on his list, it was really a gift that would benefit the whole family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-6856683599730490010?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/6856683599730490010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=6856683599730490010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/6856683599730490010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/6856683599730490010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-countdown-day-1.html' title='Christmas Countdown day 1'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-6382187737714012714</id><published>2008-12-02T13:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:33:49.798-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><title type='text'>home again</title><content type='html'>I have decided to begin blogging again. I just read my previous entries and I fell in love with myself and my life all over again. I keep on trying, even when I fail. I really needed a reminder of this today. I have begun the processes of decluttering and greening my life again. I resigned from my weekend library job to spend more time with my entire family (and also to not go crazy arranging child care for when R has to travel).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-6382187737714012714?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/6382187737714012714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=6382187737714012714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/6382187737714012714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/6382187737714012714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-again.html' title='home again'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-6554035470904871426</id><published>2008-05-04T13:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T13:56:51.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Less Weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend, the first school-free weekend for me in 2 years, was wonderful! It was a great kick-off for the One Less challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sampling of what we did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;cleaned garage (two less items cluttering the house)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;walked to grocery and drug store (two less car trips)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;played in the neighborhood (no driving, spending $ unnecessarily)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ate meals at home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spent time (38 hours) computer free (internet and computers powered down)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-6554035470904871426?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/6554035470904871426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=6554035470904871426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/6554035470904871426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/6554035470904871426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-weekend-first-school-free-weekend.html' title='One Less Weekend'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-2834563381139564349</id><published>2008-05-01T21:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T22:11:41.638-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Less and Radical Simplicity</title><content type='html'>Liveblogging Radical Simplicity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Chapter 3 of Radical Simplicity, Merkel talks about sharing the earth and how the easiest first step is to take less. I read this 6 hours after creating my one less challenge. How fortuitous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lost with the calculations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-2834563381139564349?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/2834563381139564349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=2834563381139564349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/2834563381139564349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/2834563381139564349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-less-and-radical-simplicity.html' title='One Less and Radical Simplicity'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-666766078489630390</id><published>2008-05-01T15:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T15:51:40.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Less</title><content type='html'>In addition to the Bookworm Challenge, I am also instituting a Spring/Summer Challenge for myself: The One Less Challenge.&lt;br /&gt;This can mean many things:&lt;br /&gt;one less helping of food&lt;br /&gt;one less car trip&lt;br /&gt;one less hour in front of the computer&lt;br /&gt;one less thing cluttering my house&lt;br /&gt;one less thing out of place in our home&lt;br /&gt;one less meal eaten out&lt;br /&gt;one less trip to a chain store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more I am sure to think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's One Less: This morning I walked to an appointment to which I would have normally driven. This afternoon I did not give in to my desire for a Jimmy John's sub, and instead ate lunch as home. I also shopped at a local market because we were already on that side of town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-666766078489630390?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/666766078489630390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=666766078489630390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/666766078489630390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/666766078489630390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-addition-to-bookworm-challenge-i-am.html' title='One Less'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-7975697115125217948</id><published>2008-05-01T12:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T12:22:48.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>reconnecting with time</title><content type='html'>Something I realize as I shift away from my car is that I need to relearn how to gauge time and distance without my van odometer. I have no sense of how long it takes to walk somewhere which causes me to just jump in the car for fear of being late. I have also gotten myself so accustomed to being able to get there quickly that I push myself to the very limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to library--pushing M in the stroller: approx. 12 min.&lt;br /&gt;Time to L's new school--pushing M in the stroller: approx. 18 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things to note: When walking by myself, the times will be shorter. AND As I get fitter and stronger, the times will be shorter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-7975697115125217948?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/7975697115125217948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=7975697115125217948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/7975697115125217948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/7975697115125217948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2008/05/reconnecting-with-time.html' title='reconnecting with time'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-1059774253978708423</id><published>2008-04-30T21:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:21:27.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenge Drop Out</title><content type='html'>But, a chance for redemption!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I majorly flunked the Buy Nothing Challenge. I won't recap or make excuses. I just failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the chance for redemption starts now. I am joining Green Bean Dream's Bookworm Challenge. This is right up my alley. I found one book through my library's electronic books catalog, so I am reading at my laptop. (I can even highlight passages for later.) The book is Radical Simplicity and 15 pages in, I am already riveted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, I have been sort of an intellectual environmentalist, a green armchair quarterback. I know what I should be doing and I do do many things (reusable bags, clothesline, thrift store shopping, instituted cloth napkins and reusable cups and plates at my daughter's preschool, unplugging phantom appliances, shop at co-op/farmer's market/local independent grocery store, member of local meat co-op, joined CSA this year). BUT, these things are easy for me. I have not yet taken the next steps--reducing/eliminating car use, reducing/eliminating eating junk food, losing weight, growing my own food, and most importantly (as I'm learning from the blogging world) SPEAKING OUT. I have also not taken my beliefs and ideas into my son's public elementary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at the point where the changes I need to make are no longer invisible. They will require confrontation and explanation with my world. And that scares me. I need and want the support of the blogging community, but to get that I have to join not just as an observer, but as a participant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-1059774253978708423?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/1059774253978708423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=1059774253978708423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/1059774253978708423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/1059774253978708423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2008/04/challenge-drop-out.html' title='Challenge Drop Out'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-8151451000188757205</id><published>2008-04-01T15:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T15:11:20.820-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April Challenge'/><title type='text'>New Challenge</title><content type='html'>I am joining Crunchy Chicken's newest challenge--Buy Nothing in April. Since I am already doing the Compact, you would think this is a no-brainer. But no, I gave myself too many exceptions on the Compact; this is hardcore. I am eliminating purchases for quilting/sewing (ok under my Compact).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1--so far, so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-8151451000188757205?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/8151451000188757205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=8151451000188757205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/8151451000188757205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/8151451000188757205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-challenge.html' title='New Challenge'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-7456809797961881795</id><published>2007-12-22T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T16:34:37.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 in 2008</title><content type='html'>112/2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-7456809797961881795?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/7456809797961881795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=7456809797961881795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/7456809797961881795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/7456809797961881795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2007/12/2008-in-2008.html' title='2008 in 2008'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-4551107303542116322</id><published>2007-12-07T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T13:52:41.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Irresistible Revolution, by Shane Claiborne</title><content type='html'>This book challenged me in ways I am still working to digest.&lt;br /&gt;It is forcing me to really look into my core and decide if I am living the life I truly believe.&lt;br /&gt;How much courage and conviction do I have to live life the way I believe it should be lived?&lt;br /&gt;I do not identify as Christian, but reading quotes from the Bible in this context have made me rethink my relationship to Jesus and Christianity. I am not sure where this is leading, but it is interesting to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;Some quotes...&lt;br /&gt;147 For us, belief is only the beginning. What really matters is how we live, how what we believe gets fleshed out...&lt;br /&gt;149 We need converts in the best sense of the word, people who are marked by the renewing of their minds and imaginations, who no longer conform to the pattern that is destroying our world. 150 Conversion is not an event but a process, a process of slowly tearing ourselves from the clutches of the culture.&lt;br /&gt;163 Simplicity is meaningful only inasmuch as it is grounded in love, authentic relationships, and interdependence.&lt;br /&gt;167 The best thing to do with the best things in life is to give them away.&lt;br /&gt;What I am struggling most with in all of my readings is the need for community. Claiborne's whole premise is that life is based in community, that we will only all prosper in community. Right now, I do not have a community engaged in these thoughts or work. I am unsure how to find it. I guess if I begin to live the life I want, the community and I will find each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-4551107303542116322?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/4551107303542116322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=4551107303542116322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/4551107303542116322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/4551107303542116322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2007/12/irresistible-revolution-by-shane.html' title='The Irresistible Revolution, by Shane Claiborne'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-2089019571502361229</id><published>2007-11-19T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:23:38.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2008: Year of Non Fiction</title><content type='html'>I have been a reader my entire life. I love escaping into other worlds, getting glimpses of how people live, think, love. I love ingesting the artful, delicious language of writers, allowing their words to transport me across time and space. I love being a part of the creation of new worlds, partly based in reality but focused on the characters' specific needs.&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a fiction reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I spend more time with non-fiction texts, however, I am learning how they can serve the same purpose. They are telling a story; they are creating a world for me to enter into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reading goal for 2008 is to read 15 works of non-fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pankaj Mishra's &lt;strong&gt;An End to Suffering: The Buddha in the World&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I wholeheartedly recommend the two books by David Hilfiker that find reference in this program: &lt;strong&gt;Urban Injustice: How Ghettos Happen&lt;/strong&gt; is an extended version of his early booklet that caught my imagination. It has a long and helpful bibliography in addition to all the information it contains. &lt;strong&gt;Not All of Us Are Saints: A Doctor's Journey with the Poor&lt;/strong&gt; is an eloquent and moving account of his family's experiences. "&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.booksite.com/texis/scripts/oop/click_ord/showdetail.html?sid=5325&amp;amp;isbn=0687038928&amp;amp;assoc_id=spea"&gt;Memories of God: Theological Reflections on a Life&lt;/a&gt; Roberta C. Bondi Abingdon Press, 1995 ISBN: 0687038928&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.booksite.com/texis/scripts/oop/click_ord/showdetail.html?sid=5325&amp;amp;isbn=0800625110&amp;amp;assoc_id=spea"&gt;To Pray and to Love: Conversations on Prayer with the Early Church&lt;/a&gt; Roberta C. Bondi Augsburg Fortress, 1991 ISBN: 0800625110&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I learned of these from Speaking of Faith with Krista Tippett,  my favorite public radio show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I want to choose works that will make me uncomfortable, works that will force me to enter into the worlds of those who are suffering.  I want books that will strengthen me and give me guidance on my path. I want books that will challenge me--challenge me to work harder, be better, do better, live better. I want books that show me the world, not through the beauty of a created person and landscape, but through the beauty and ugly of the world already created by God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-2089019571502361229?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/2089019571502361229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=2089019571502361229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/2089019571502361229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/2089019571502361229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2007/11/2008-year-of-non-fiction.html' title='2008: Year of Non Fiction'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-5442825941959140802</id><published>2007-11-18T16:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T16:07:36.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, by the Numbers (odd version)</title><content type='html'>1--pets I have had (? the best cat EVAH)&lt;br /&gt;3--college degrees (undergrad and grad) I will have when I'm done with my MLS&lt;br /&gt;5--days we will spend at Disney World&lt;br /&gt;7--years until I turn 40&lt;br /&gt;9--years since I taught my first class&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-8347841084273321254</id><published>2007-11-17T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T19:23:06.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me by the Numbers (even only)</title><content type='html'>2--number of children I have (L and M)&lt;br /&gt;4--number of countries I've visited (France, Belgium, Chile, Canada)&lt;br /&gt;6--number of schools I attended K-12&lt;br /&gt;8--number of grandparents my kids have&lt;br /&gt;10--number of miles I completed last week (walk, elliptical, stairmaster)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-8347841084273321254?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-8164334187060984475</id><published>2007-11-16T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T00:06:32.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Only one thing to say...</title><content type='html'>GO BLUE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-8164334187060984475?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/8164334187060984475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=8164334187060984475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/8164334187060984475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/8164334187060984475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2007/11/only-one-thing-to-say.html' title='Only one thing to say...'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-7753281902144235139</id><published>2007-11-15T08:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T08:53:22.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Impact of Simple Living </title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.amazon.com/New-Friars-Emerging-Movement-Serving/dp/0830836012'&gt;The New Friars&lt;/a&gt; is an insipiring and historical look at people living Jesus' hard teachings, the ones about the poor and outcasts. The people profiled are not serving the poor from their comfortable homes; they are living with them, building relationships, and serving them as sisters and brothers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Usually books like this make me feel bad that I am not doing &lt;em&gt;enough&lt;/em&gt;, whatever that means. This book was different, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bessenecker makes it very clear that this path is not for everyone, and that those of us not called to do this work do not have to wallow in helplessness. There is plenty we can do to support their work directly, as well as impact the communities in which we presently life. In addition to the Franciscan brothers and the sisters of Poor Clare, St. Francis established a third order "made up of men and women living sacrificially and simply in the work-a-day world while supporting and praying for the first two orders". From our lives of relative comfort, we can still live according to the underlying qualities embraced by these new friars. They are: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Incarnation—tearing down the insulation and becoming real to those in trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Devotion—making intimacy with Christ our all-consuming passion {I think this is perfectly applicable to people of all faiths.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Community—intentionally creating interdependence with others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mission—looking outside ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marginalization—being countercultural in a world that beckons us to assimilate at the cost of our conscience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bessenecker also provides a list of ideas on simple living compiled by Daphne Eck. Here is an excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RELATIONSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Cultivate a closeness with God.&lt;br/&gt;Practice regular hospitality.&lt;br/&gt;Help each other, emphasize service.&lt;br/&gt;Always speak the truth. Develop a habit of plain, honest speech. If you consent to do a task, do it. Avoid flattery and half-truths. Make honesty and integrity the distinguishing characteristics of your speech.&lt;br/&gt;Don't judge.&lt;br/&gt;Reject anything that breeds the oppression of others.&lt;br/&gt;Consciously seek to identify with the poor and forgotten. Start by visiting hospitals, prisons, and nursing homes.&lt;br/&gt;Schedule "simple" dates with your spouse.&lt;br/&gt;Teach your children.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ACTIVITIES&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Make your commitments simple.&lt;br/&gt;Don't overwork.&lt;br/&gt;Fast periodically from media, food, people.&lt;br/&gt;Elevate reading, go to the library.&lt;br/&gt;Reject anything that is producing an addiction in you. Cut down on the use of addictive, non-nutritional food and drinks such as alcohol, coffee, tea, soda, sugar, chocolate.&lt;br/&gt;Simplify Christmas and other holidays. Develop the habit of homemade celebrations.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PACE AND ATMOSPHERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Slow down.&lt;br/&gt;Do not exhaust your emotional bank account.&lt;br/&gt;Lie fallow.&lt;br/&gt;Say no.&lt;br/&gt;Restrict/eliminate television watching. Turn off or mute advertisements.&lt;br/&gt;Learn to enjoy solitude.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POSSESSIONS AND FINANCES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Cultivate contentment, desire less.&lt;br/&gt;Resist covetousness and consumerism.&lt;br/&gt;Buy things for their usefulness, not their status.&lt;br/&gt;Learn to enjoy things without owning them. Benefit from places of "common ownership" (parks, museums, libraries, rivers, public beaches).&lt;br/&gt;De-accumulate. Develop the habit of giving things away.&lt;br/&gt;Offer others the use of your possessions.&lt;br/&gt;Develop a network of exchange.&lt;br/&gt;Avoid impulse buying.&lt;br/&gt;Don't buy now, pay later.&lt;br/&gt;Avoid credit cards if they are a problem.&lt;br/&gt;De-emphasize respectability.&lt;br/&gt;Simplify your wardrobe--give away excess.&lt;br/&gt;Learn how to make do with a lower income instead of needing a higher one.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;APPRECIATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Be grateful for things large and small.&lt;br/&gt;Emphasize a joyful life.&lt;br/&gt;Appreciate creation.&lt;br/&gt;Send cards of encouragement and appreciation when others are not expecting it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-7753281902144235139?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/7753281902144235139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=7753281902144235139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/7753281902144235139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/7753281902144235139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2007/11/real-impact-of-simple-living.html' title='The Real Impact of Simple Living '/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-7939955459723375087</id><published>2007-11-14T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T22:04:54.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>good green news</title><content type='html'>walked to field trip&lt;br /&gt;turned off heat&lt;br /&gt;shopped at farmer's market&lt;br /&gt;carpooled to class&lt;br /&gt;bought flannel sheets at thrift shop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-7939955459723375087?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/7939955459723375087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=7939955459723375087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/7939955459723375087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/7939955459723375087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2007/11/good-green-news.html' title='good green news'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-450664040605032528</id><published>2007-11-13T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T19:36:37.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>discomfort</title><content type='html'>Why is discomfort such a central component of change? Is pain always a stop on the road to a new life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much discomfort am I willing to accept on my journey? How much am I willing to put my family through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discomfort and I have always had a bad relationship. I was never allowed, in so much as I could be protected, to experience it. As an adult, I have run away many, many times when it came knocking on my door. Even when it was the only thing between me and my dreams/goals/plans. I rationalized it by changing my dreams/goals/plans, but since they keep recurring in different forms, they are still there but I am not yet ready to confront and embrace the discomfort on my way to achieving them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One crystal clear example of this is my attempts at weight loss. I am unwilling to begin a diet because of the discomfort I might experience as my mind and body adjust to the changes. As much as I want the end result, I am not willing to crawl through the muck to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get to where discomfort and I have a healthy relationship with respect, give and take, and acceptance. I want to be able to acknowledge and accept my feelings of discomfort but not let them deter me from the path I am choosing. I want to be able to simply say "This is hard" and move forward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-450664040605032528?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/450664040605032528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=450664040605032528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/450664040605032528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/450664040605032528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2007/11/discomfort.html' title='discomfort'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-3520229067549316214</id><published>2007-11-12T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T20:39:57.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>public service announcement</title><content type='html'>...and my new philosophy of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you can't go somewhere and celebrate without inserting your personal drama and issues into the ceremony, stay the %&amp;amp;$^*#@ home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-3520229067549316214?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-6346436289026944798</id><published>2007-11-11T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T20:46:54.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>totally exhausted</title><content type='html'>Friday 4:45 am--leave for wedding 10 hours away by car&lt;br /&gt;drive, listen to &lt;a href="http://juniebjones.com"&gt;insipid children's literature&lt;/a&gt;, find iPod in pocket, smile, escape the car for an hour, arrive in Sibling City, eat cheesesteak, visit R's alma mater, take kids to see  Famous Cracked Bell,&lt;br /&gt;drive to BIL's house, socialize, socialize, socialize&lt;br /&gt;Friday 10:00 pm--put kids to bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 11:00 am--go to BIL's house for wedding&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 2:30 am--finally go to bed&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 8:45 am--leave for home 10 hours by car&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 7:45 pm--finally arrive home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-6346436289026944798?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/6346436289026944798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=6346436289026944798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/6346436289026944798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/6346436289026944798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2007/11/totally-exhausted.html' title='totally exhausted'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-5902184436645565599</id><published>2007-11-10T08:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T08:22:28.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>notes from the road</title><content type='html'>Being in an environment where my values are not the norm and the way we live is foreign is no longer stressing me out and making me question where I stand. Rather, I am feeling motivated to strengthen my values and increase the visibility of the changes we have made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, I am no longer embarrassed to collect our cans and bottles for recycling at home. That act had a positive outcome as I learned that my BIL and soon-to-be SIL actually do recycle some stuff sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also interesting to note how the body adapts to environmental changes. M woke up this morning with a bloody nose because the heat is set at 72 here. It was incredibly stifling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my relationship with food is slowly changing during this trip. I was not willing to continue to eat for taste even when my body says stop. This has always been a HUGE problem for me. I was also willing to wait and experience the signs of hunger in order to eat what I really wanted, not what was immediately available.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-5902184436645565599?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/5902184436645565599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=5902184436645565599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/5902184436645565599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/5902184436645565599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2007/11/notes-from-road.html' title='notes from the road'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-5752123779808206756</id><published>2007-11-09T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T20:17:27.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>green on the road</title><content type='html'>super simple tips for staying green on the road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring a reusable cup--sigg, kleen kanteen, or otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;it can be filled up with water, soda, or anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep a bag in the trunk for recyclables. We are traveling to a state with no bottle/can returns. the amount of waste is staggering. I am walking around my in-laws collecting bottles and cans to bring home and recycle. I can't return them for $.10 (that's illegal), but I can put them out on the curb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep cloth napkins in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slow down. the gas savings are significant. (I'll admit this is the hardest one to do. It is soooo tempting to want to get there..and FAST! Especially with two young ones in the car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-5752123779808206756?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/5752123779808206756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=5752123779808206756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/5752123779808206756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/5752123779808206756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2007/11/green-on-road.html' title='green on the road'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-4586001813012390616</id><published>2007-11-08T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T19:10:00.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Freeze Yer Buns Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P3eY6IY5SZA/RzOlBvflr-I/AAAAAAAAACE/xe6CYmZ3CYU/s1600-h/FreezeYerBuns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P3eY6IY5SZA/RzOlBvflr-I/AAAAAAAAACE/xe6CYmZ3CYU/s320/FreezeYerBuns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130625849852538850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heat has been off at least 4 hours each day. I have been diligent about turning it off when we will be gone for more than 3 hours. I am not sure if this will be a good idea when it gets really, really cold, but for now it works!&lt;br /&gt;The maximum temp is holding steady at 65.&lt;br /&gt;Nights are at 62. We will be moving down to 61 in December and 60 for the remainder.&lt;br /&gt;Layering is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning is actually a good thing when it's cold because it gets me moving. (This one is still in the theoretical stage.)&lt;br /&gt;The kids have flannel sheets on their beds. I am working on getting some for our bed. I would also like to get (eventually) flannel duvet covers. Our down comforters are really toasty, but they take a while to warm up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-4586001813012390616?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/4586001813012390616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=4586001813012390616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/4586001813012390616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/4586001813012390616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2007/11/freeze-yer-buns-update.html' title='Freeze Yer Buns Update'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P3eY6IY5SZA/RzOlBvflr-I/AAAAAAAAACE/xe6CYmZ3CYU/s72-c/FreezeYerBuns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-5745058801705938313</id><published>2007-11-07T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T22:14:23.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ABCs of Me</title><content type='html'>A--my middle name has 3 of these&lt;br /&gt;B--L would not be caught without at least one ball in his bed each night&lt;br /&gt;C--Charlotte's Web is one of my favorite books.&lt;br /&gt;D--I have never had a dog.&lt;br /&gt;E--For the past 3 months, the only eggs I've bought have been from within 20 miles of home&lt;br /&gt;F--I took my first solo cross-country flight (from NJ to CA) before I was 10&lt;br /&gt;G--I am enjoying my journey toward a more green lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;H--I lived in Houston from 5-9th grades&lt;br /&gt;I--We lived in Evanston, Illinois for 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;J--Motherhood is an extremely challenging and exciting journey.&lt;br /&gt;K--I walked from Ohio to Kentucky across the Ohio River.&lt;br /&gt;L--I can't wait to become a librarian.&lt;br /&gt;M--Go Blue!&lt;br /&gt;N--R thinks my 2-3 hours naps are too long to be considered naps.&lt;br /&gt;O--Oreos were L's first cookie.&lt;br /&gt;P--My life never had so much pink and purple until M turned 3 and decided those were her favorite colors.&lt;br /&gt;Q--I really, really, really want to learn to quilt.&lt;br /&gt;R--Running a marathon is a goal of mine.&lt;br /&gt;S--Second graders have too much energy.&lt;br /&gt;T--That makes them really fun to teach&lt;br /&gt;U--I believed unicorns were real for a very, very long time.&lt;br /&gt;V--R and I were vegetarian for 7 years.&lt;br /&gt;W--My wedding took place 11 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;X--Next semester I will beable to explain XML.&lt;br /&gt;Y--I have been unable to get into yoga.&lt;br /&gt;Z--My family likes going to the zoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-5745058801705938313?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/5745058801705938313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=5745058801705938313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/5745058801705938313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/5745058801705938313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2007/11/abcs-of-me.html' title='ABCs of Me'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20248196.post-3290761938937190032</id><published>2007-11-06T18:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T18:30:23.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trip to the Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our afternoon trip to the &lt;a href='http://www.metroparks.com/parks/pk_kensington.php'&gt;farm&lt;/a&gt; was amazing. It was drizzly, cold, and dreary, but the kids' wonder, amazement, and curiosity made it feel warm and bright. We saw a calf, piglets who were cuter than anything (I can totally relate to Fern from Charlotte's Web. Those pigs are just too darn cute to be put down.), a turkey who had lots to say about his friends' upcoming fate, a mama goat and her quadruplets, and another mama goat and her twins. We got to help load the animals into their pens for lunch. We also got to ask the farmer lots of questions about the animals' lives on and off the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The kids and I went with friends—one for each of us. The kids all play really well together, so the moms get to have lots of good conversations. This was one of those trips I never would have attempted on my own. It was cold and rainy and the place was deserted. L, M, and I would have been ready to go within minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so happy to be able to give my kids these kinds of experiences. When we walked into the chicken coop, the first thing out of M's mouth was, "Thanks for the eggs, chickens." She has already made the real connection that eggs come from chickens, something I didn't think about until recently. Since we are not raising them vegetarian, I want them to get to know animals and make the connection between the way they are raised and their suitableness as dinner. I hope by exposing them to farms regularly, talking about where our food comes from (remember picking those blueberries this summer?), and being committed to living a more local, nature centered life (including when the weather is less than perfect) will give them a foundation for low-impact living. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20248196-3290761938937190032?l=walkinglightly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/feeds/3290761938937190032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20248196&amp;postID=3290761938937190032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/3290761938937190032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20248196/posts/default/3290761938937190032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkinglightly.blogspot.com/2007/11/trip-to-farm.html' title='A Trip to the Farm'/><author><name>miss muffet</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05782817404758570119'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>