Review: Keeping the Bees

Why is that young man serenading the blueberries with his guitar? Why are cactus spines as likely as stings for many bee researchers? What can each of us do to improve the situation for pollinators in our world? What I didn’t know about bees could fill a book. Fortunately, Laurence Packer has provided exactly that book. For these answers and more, pick up a copy of Keeping the Bees:

All of the author’s proceeds are going to bee conservation research, so you can educate (and entertain) yourself, and make a difference at the same time. This man is passionate about his subject, and also is the kind of writer than can make even several pages on taxonomy interesting. This book was a great use of my time because I started out knowing nothing except that the bees were in trouble. (I knew a little more than that, but it was mostly about honey bees… and as he points out on his website, asking a melittologist about honey bees is a lot like asking an ornithologist about chickens.)

Let’s start out with the fact that there are over 19,500 species of bees that have been described. This is approximately the number of birds, mammals,  and amphibians combined. Now add on the fact that most of our food crops (even the commercial ones) are pollinated by bees. Now add on the fact that wild bees are more effective pollinators of many crops than honey bees or domesticated bumble bees. Now add on the fact that we continue to fragment or eliminate habitat, industrialize the remaining spaces, and spray pesticides with apparent abandon, and you will begin to have a sense of just how much trouble the bees (and we) are in. Our agricultural practices here border on the absurd, with one side of the farming equation desperately trying to figure out the pollination problem while the other side continues to poison the very pollinators that they depend on. Packer describes this situation as akin to having a car plant in which the painters keep coming along and slashing all the tires.

Let me see if I can do an adequate job of summing up the problems (I promise that there will be suggestions for what we can do to help at the end.)

  • As I’ve already mentioned, industrial agriculture has a lot to answer for. We have turned vast tracts of land into heavily managed monocultures, with the following consquences:
    • The fields are so large that the gap between habitat for wild pollinators is larger than they can traverse. That is to say, even if there is habitat around the edges (which is unusual) the wild bees can’t make it into the middle of the field.
    • We also spray our monocultures with more and more toxic compounds as the pests develop resistance to the earlier generations of pesticides. This means that the nectar and pollen that the bees are eating contain more and novel toxic residues. Although these pesticides may not be killing the bees directly (and the jury is still out on that), their impacts on reproductive success and long-term toxicities have not been studied.
    • Since the wild bees are not able to pollinate the fields effectively (because they either have been eliminated, or they are too far from the plants) pollination services must be provided by managed hives of a small number of species of bees.
    • The management of these hives on an industrial scale had led to the transportation of a wide range of bee diseases across international lines, jeopardizing both managed and wild bee populations.
    • Also, just as a kicker, using bee hives to pollinate only one variety of crop leaves the hive in a state of malnourishment and more vulnerable to the diseases that they are more likely to be exposed to.
    • Don’t forget: the crops that are being pollinated are also being sprayed. So are neighbouring fields. So we are fatally poisoning our tiny migrant workers.
  • Here is something I did not know at all: Many species of bees nest in the ground. So our desire to have tidy lawns, and well edged gardens, and paving everywhere else is a significant contributor to habitat loss. Packer has some recommendations for management of soil to provide those habitats… I’ll put them at the bottom in one place.
  • Other kinds of bees nest in existing holes in wood, raspberry canes, bamboo stakes, and other long hollow items. Didn’t know that either.
  • Even climate change is impacting bee populations, as many bees have evolved in lockstep with a particular type of plant. One of the most complex impacts of climate change is that local populations of birds, insects, and plants are maturing at different times of year. Some growth patterns are ruled by day length, but some are dictated by temperature or moisture levels. If the bees and their key food source do not use the same external cues for their development, the flowers and bees can become active at the “wrong” time… that is, the plant may flower before or after the bees are mature, and the bees may miss the food completely. No bees, no pollination. No pollination, no next generation of plants. No flowers, no food. No food, no next generation of bees. (This problem is not unique to bees, but is happening for many birds as well.)

Phew… I could go on, but I think you get the picture. Before you get too despondent (as I sometimes do), he also kindly provides us with an entire chapter on things we can do to help. I will add the zeroth one: buy this book and share it.

  1. Grow bee-friendly plants, preferably native species
    • Something that we need to be aware of is that not all plants (even flowering ones) provide adequate food for bees. Some flowers are too deep, some don’t make nectar, and some are very possessive of their pollen… which is why the fellow was playing guitar for the blueberries. Take some time to investigate what types of flowers are good for the bees in your neighbourhood.
  2. Provide nest sites for bees
    • There are more bees in your backyard than are dreamed of in your philosophy. Or something like that. As I mentioned earlier, bees nest in the ground, and in hollow stems, and in holes in blocks of wood.
    • Don’t throw out or burn your raspberry canes; they are full of bees! Bees that will pollinate your next crop if you don’t get rid of them. Packer suggests cutting them into 1 foot lengths, bundling them, and hanging them up in bunches if you are unwilling to simply leave them intact.
    • Provide blocks of wood with variously sized holes drilled in them.
    • Use bamboo canes for stakes in your garden
    • Don’t disrupt the nests of ground-nesting bees. This one is hard, because even we organic gardeners are great advocates of scuffling the surface for weeds. However, he tells us that doing this will make it impossible for the mother bees who are out foraging to find their nest, leaving the brood orphaned! AAAA! So he suggests doing this rarely and late in the day, when the bees are at home. That way they will be able to reconstruct their entrance in the morning, but they will not lose the nest. Phew. So much to think about.
    • Here’s another one: don’t mulch. I will be pondering this list and making a more comprehensive display up, so if you are really interested in all the bee-friendly gardening tips for now, I recommend going directly to the book for clarity.
  3. Do not use pesticides
  4. Buy organic food whenever possible
  5. Walk on the grass
    • Apparently those bare patches in the middle of the lawn are prime bee nest sites. Who knew?
  6. Encourage bee-friendly practices at various governmental levels
    • Many of our by-laws actively undermine efforts to provide bee habitat. That requirement that you must have a lawn, sheared to a certain height, and weed-free (an increasingly archaic set of requirements, but not unheard of)? Completely at odds with happy bees. And even though we might be a little bit afraid of bees, we need them. Like, really need them. I’m really sorry if you are allergic to them, but we NEED them. OK. Done now.

I also note, if you happen to be in Toronto, that he is looking for graduate students.

The books that haunt me

Can’t write, reading!

Books on the desk…

Books on the wee table next to the desk:

The books I removed from the end table that have no shelf to go to:

The books I added to the end table:

And to finish it all off, the blank books that await filling:

 

Review: Anathem

Once A Month Book Club

Welcome to the third month of the Once A Month Book Club! This month we have been reading fantasy stories, which are those “featuring magic paranormal magic and terrible monsters”. Wow, wonder if J.K Rowling used that as a checklist?

Don’t forget to check out the links at the bottom of the page to find more interesting reads from this month’s participants :)

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Imagine yourself in a cloister. It is medeival in appearance and awesome in scale, having developed over the last 4000 years. Outside the walls, civilizations rise and fall, cities advance and wane, and cultures precipitate and deal with one environmental catastrophe after another. Inside the walls, life is simple, consisting of chores, growing food, cooking, and long periods of reading philosophy and doing geometric proofs. You have three possessions: a robe, a cord to tie it with, and a sphere made of an indestructible super-elastic material that can be expanded and contracted to any size between a pea and a car with a wave of the fingers. Welcome to the mathic world of Neal Stephenson’s Anathem.

Don’t read the description or reviews on Amazon. They have given it all away!

This may be the longest book I have ever finished. 960 pages. A fictional world with a glossary and three appendices. Don’t get me wrong; I enjoyed it. It is a mark of how much I enjoyed it that I managed to finish it in three days (it helped that I was too sick to move for two of those.) I just feel that it should come with a caveat. This is a mathematical/philosophical sci-fi action adventure. It frequently digresses into deep discussion of the precise nature of the world, drawing upon both quantum mechanics and arcane schools of philosophy. You can’t skip over those parts; they are integral to the plot. I have a graduate degree in physics and have spent a significant fraction of the last 15 years reading increasingly obscure bits of philosophy, and I still had trouble following this book at points. It was a great follow up to my last finished book, “The Lost Art of Reading,” because it challenged me to maintain my attention for long periods of time, at levels of detail that exceed my normal interest. It pushed the limits of my visualization ability with its descriptions of the mathic structures; the symmetry is important, there is iconography in the mathematical choices. It means something. Phew. Glad all those years of studying math beyond my ability have finally paid off!

Let us be very clear who the good guys are, here. They’re the ones behind the walls. It is not so much that the characters outside the walls are the ‘bad guys.’ It is just that, as members of the secular world, they are so foreign to the worldview inhabited by the narrator (who has been cloistered since the age of 9) that they are superficially drawn. There are many, many characters in this book, and it is (as I said) sweeping in scope, but the back story is introduced skilfully, as needed, well integrated into the plot. There is a whole vocabulary and history that is necessary to understanding, but you don’t need it all at once, and the author has kindly provided us with both a historic timeline (at the beginning) and a glossary (at the end.)

The thing is, though, I can’t say very much about what goes on without giving away far too much. To sum up: The book is not particularly character-driven. There is a lot of description. There is a lot of thinking. There is a LOT of plot. (Amazon didn’t really give it ALL away, but it would make the first 300 pages sort of anticlimactic, so don’t read it! Don’t read the dust jacket either!) If you like your speculative fiction hard, you have the time to devote, and you’re up for a ripping yarn, I can highly recommend it.

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Amandab has been reading about what life would be like in Post Apocolyptic Melbourne in the Stormbringer series by Kerry Greenwood, and now her brain is hurting from the information overload.

Leechbabe has been enjoying politics, intrigue, epic battles and a little bit of bondage whilst reading Kushiel’s Legacy by Jacqueline Carey.

And joining in for the first time, Seonaid has locked herself up for 3 days for the mathematical/philosophical sci-fi action adventure of Neal Stephenson’s Anathem

What Are You Reading

This time, I *am* resorting to Plinky because otherwise I won’t get my post done. Also, I only have 23 minutes! Go!

Since I recently did a post about what was on my end table (which included my children’s reading and things that have been sitting there for years), I must now own up to what I am actually reading. I also glanced into my laptop case earlier this evening, and thought, “Well, now that combination is blog worthy.” How fortuitous.

Currently in the laptop case:

  • God is Not One
  • Postmodernism: A very short introduction
  • My particle physics textbook, because somebody asked me a question about the Standard Model on a previous blog post, and I have a response brewing.
  • A ringbound notebook to get me to write for longer periods without checking twitter.
  • Two pieces from The Vagina Monologues which I am preparing for Tuesday’s performance.

I also discovered that I had started Schopenhauer’s Essay on the Freedom of the Will a few weeks ago, but it had been eaten by my endtable. I got hung up on the definition of “necessary,” (which word I now fear I have been using incorrectly my entire life,) and therefore failed to complete the essay. I will now scold myself roundly and get back down to brass tacks.

And because I’m not a complete academic snob, somewhere around here there is a fun little diversion called the Dim Sum of All Things. It’s Asian-American chick lit, I think.

Phew. Three minutes left, even with links.

Book: Rational Mysticism

Rational Mysticism? Surely she mistyped. But no, fair readers (I’ve been into the Austen recently), Rational Mysticism it is.

I’ll give away the ending, shall I?

“Mystical awe is the inverse of knowledge; it is a kind of anti-knowledge. Instead of seeing The Answer to the riddle of existence, you just see how impenetrable the riddle is.” John Horgan, Rational Mysticism, p. 216

This is an extraordinary book, not only for the content, but for the intellectual sophistication and quality of the writing. John Horgan is a science writer who still takes the questions of religious seekers seriously, so he is able to probe without mocking, and to critically assess claims without dismissing them entirely. It was a grand read for somebody such as myself, a doubting agnostic pagan Buddhist physicist. In the end, I came away with the message that none of these great leaders “know” a lot more than the rest of us about the nature of reality*; although many of them are far more certain of their claims… which are, by the way, mutually exclusive in some cases. [If John Horgan happens past, and I have completely misrepresented your book, please let me know. I would hate to do that.]

Now, to put my own claims in context, let me tell you something that I usually don’t talk about (but now it will be Out There! for All To See!):

Mystical experiences are a fairly common occurrence in my world. They don’t strike on a weekly basis, but certainly come around more often than I go on vacation. I find myself dumbfounded, staring at a stranger on the subway and feeling that profound connection of one human being to another, feeling deep mother-love, wishing them all the good in the world… for a flash, and then it’s gone. I have a moment of perfect peace during meditation and think “Oh! It’s that easy, is it?” I sit under a tree, and I feel the presence of the Buddha, and it is clear in my mind… “Buddhism isn’t a religion. It’s just the Way Things Are.” Sometimes, the gods talk to me, and sometimes it is mediated through another person, but non-verbally, and later that person confirms that what I “heard” was what they were “saying” and let me tell you, that is freaky. (These are deeply trusted people in my world, not paid mediums or professional charlatans, in case you were inclined to pat me on the head in that particular way.) Mystical stuff. Universe dissolving, oneness. All of it.

And then I come back to myself, and the house needs cleaning, and the car breaks down, and the kids are hungry, and I don’t know what I’m going to do when I grow up, and I make mistakes, and I still think like a scientist. I don’t know what to make of all of this, I really don’t. The most clear claim that I can make is, “At least part of the universe wants to know why it is here at least some of the time.” As a result, I spend a lot of time in conversations about whether science and religion are necessarily incompatible, and what sort of claims can we make that are not fundamentally at odds with current scientific models of the world. Is the world fundamentally material? Is it reasonable to claim that all religious experience is purely delusional? Am I entirely fooling myself?

You can understand that all this contributes to an unsettling and demanding quest to understand the “true nature of reality.” Come to think of it, that was what I was after when I went to study quantum mechanics and general relativity, so none of this is new. But it means that I was predisposed to enjoy Horgan’s agnostic position on this; it makes a refreshing change from the dogmatic positions of most skeptics, or the sweeping (and frankly, strange) claims of many mystics.

This book explores one set of ideas at a time, primarily through interviews with individual mystics, or people who have made the study of mystical experience their life’s work. These people are experts in many aspects of mysticism, and the line connecting them is beautifully woven,  starting with the work of Huston Smith. Smith’s position of Perennial Philosophy is that all mystical experiences are incomplete glimpses of one Truth.**/*** Horgan takes us from here to the postmodern position, that there is no Truth, only endlessly deferred descriptions and texts. For the rest of the book he dances among the implications of these two nearly diametrically opposed claims, incorporating current neurological, psychological and philosophical investigations, even into psychedelic drugs as routes to transcendence. Or nirvana. Or the unico mysterium. Or whatever the particular variety of mysticism calls their peak experience/goals. Along the way he subjects himself to The God Machine (a device designed to stimulate brain waves and create artificial mystical experiences) and Ayahuasca (an Amazonian sacramental hallucinogen,) all in the service of science. And mysticism. And helping to find the nature of truth for those of us still seeking.

The chapters have such intriguing titles as “God’s Psychoanalyst” and “The Man in the Purple Sparkly Suit.”**** In the end, Horgan returns us to the mystery of it all, the wonder that there is something rather than nothing, and the possibility of joy in being alive. Because of the possibility, at least, we can have some certainty.

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* Although they might know a lot more about lots of other things, like neurology, comparative religion, meditation, and/or psychedelic drugs.
** I recently read a feature article on Huston Smith in the November 2009 issue of Shambhala Sun, which I can also recommend.
*** Also, I’m reading a book by another professor of Comparative Religion, whose position is that the various religions of the world are in fact not all paths to the same truth, but are expressing fundamentally different positions on the nature of reality. But I’m not done that one, so I can’t incorporate it right now.
**** Really, don’t you want to read it just for those titles?

Loves Books, Loves People

Welcome to the February Carnival of Natural Parenting: Parenting Essentials

This post was written for inclusion in the monthly Carnival of Natural Parenting hosted by Code Name: Mama and Hobo Mama. This month our participants have shared the parenting essentials that they could not live without. Please read to the end to find a list of links to the other carnival participants.

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I cannot imagine parenting without the public library.

The first summer that we were here, in a new city in a new part of the country, I was pregnant and had a toddler in tow. The first week of fall, we signed up for the FREE preschool program at the library. It was a baby-and-me sort of thing, with stories, playtime, and a chance to meet other parents. It went so well that we started going to the playgroup at the local drop-in centre, where we met up with the breastfeeding group, and the woman that eventually became the second attendant at my baby’s birth. Next season, I took my weeks-old baby to the Babies and Books group (also at the library, also free). One of the other babies from that session has become his ‘oldest’ friend, nearly 4 years later. Since then we have been to innumerable Preschool classes, Babies and Books, and Toddler Time programs, as well as the special Family Literacy Day events. My son went to a computer summer camp for a week – free again! My daughter got her picture in the paper for being so cute at face painting time! The library became more than just a place in our family’s world; it became an Event!

This has backfired at least once. At one of the Family Literacy Days, there were therapy dogs. My youngest son (just under about 2-1/2 at the time) was enchanted, and spent most of the afternoon sneaking as many treats to the dog’s as their handlers would allow them. The next week, when I said, “Hey! Let’s go to the library!” he replied. “Yeah! The wibwawy is Awesome!” (emphasis in the original.) I was so happy. As we were getting ready, he was singing and dancing, “Oh, we’re going to the wibwawy!” I thought I was the Best Mom Ever. And then he said, “We’re going to have cake, and pet dogs!” Oops. And here I thought he was just that enthusiastic about books.

The most obvious function of the library is as a source for reading material and entertainment. We take out stacks of picture books and get almost all our movies and TV programs from the library (since we don’t have any TV stations at home.) My philosophy is, “might as well take it home. it’s free.” That way we encounter books that we would never otherwise have access to, since picture books are about $20 each and board books run to nearly $10. We can bring home four new chapter books and read one or two chapters of each, and it’s no big deal to give up on them.

The library also gives me access to a world of possibility, information, and skills. I wrote recently about my gratitude to the writers who have come before us, but even more than that, I consider the open access to information provided by the public library to be one of the greatest accomplishments of civilization. (I know, it sounds hyperbolic, but I swear I mean it.) Somehow, even having been raised on it, I had lost touch with how much a library can contain. From my local library, I got out the pregnancy and nursing books, the parenting books, the fertility awareness books, the books on talking to your kids about sex, the books on nutrition, and an abundance of cookbooks. The library also kept me connected with my intellectual life, because I didn’t have a job to go ‘back’ to, having moved while pregnant. I worked my way through the philosophy and religion sections, through a big stack on local food, farming, and raising chickens, and across yoga and exercise. I have learned to knit, gotten renovation advice, car repair suggestions, and spice blends to try out. I have also discovered the joy of reading obscure novels based entirely on their cover art.

It gets a little cheesy, here, because I loved the library so much that I went to work there (on a 12 week contract) for nine months. I had my own little library to run for the summer, and I found out that I really liked working with the public, especially the kids. Who knew? Loves books, loves people. I had my most recent shift last Friday, because I’m still on the “call when everybody else is sick” list. My youngest has taken some time to accept that mommy doesn’t have her own little library any more, but the ‘big’ library will do in a pinch. He guesses. Even if there are no dogs or cake. Because it turns out that he really does love books that much, just like the rest of us.

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Carnival of Natural Parenting -- Hobo Mama and Code Name: MamaVisit Code Name: Mama and Hobo Mama to find out how you can participate in the next Carnival of Natural Parenting!

Please take time to read the submissions by the other carnival participants:

  • Not Without Him — The love Starr at Taking Time shares with her husband is the foundation of her parenting.
  • I Cannot Imagine Parenting Without B(.)(.)bs — From an uneducated dreamer to a breastfeeding mother of a toddler, nursing has forever changed Kristy at Strings to Things’s relationship with her daughter and her outlook on life.
  • Raising a Child in the Internet Village — When Jenn at Monkey Butt Junction has a question or concern about parenting, she turns to the Internet. What did parents do before Google?
  • Partner in Crime and ParentingBethy at Bounce Me to the Moon can’t imagine parenting without her husband’s sense of humor – he brings her laughter and love every day.)
  • I Make MilkPatti at Jazzy Mama can’t imagine trying to mother her babies without her breasts, but she could do it if she had to.
  • New Perspectives Bring New BeginningsMJ at Wander Wonder Discover, who is a former authoritarian mamma, has gained perspective via parenting.
  • Time Out!Mrs. Green at Little Green Blog explores how time apart can increase your capacity to give unconditionally.
  • Unimaginable Without HimKristina at heyred designs is celebrating her amazing partner, without whom none of her parenting experience would be possible.
  • My Parenting NecessityClaire at The Adventures of Lactating Girl needs “me time” in order to be the Mama she wants to be.
  • Babywearing As a Way of LifeDarcel at The Mahogany Way talks about the benefits of babywearing in everyday life.
  • Parenting Partnership — Sometimes Abbie at Farmer’s Daughter doesn’t appreciate her husband enough, but she definitely couldn’t imagine parenting without his help.
  • Parenting EssentialsMomma Jorje loves her parenting products, but she needs you even more.
  • My Parenting Must-Have: SupportJoella at Fine and Fair wrote a letter to her daughter about the role that support from friends and family plays in her mothering.
  • It’s More Than Just Hair — Think doing hair is full of fluff? Too girly? Useless? Karli from Curly Hairdo Ideas used to think so too.
  • The Minimalist Parent — The parents at Living Peacefully with Children embrace a minimalist perspective when it comes to baby gear. A good sling is all they need.
  • Without My BreastsCharise at I Thought I Knew Mama can’t imagine parenting without her breasts; here’s why.
  • Loves Books, Loves PeopleSeonaid at the Practical Dilettante discovers that the library is a perfect fit for her family’s needs.
  • An Ode to the Maya WrapRevMama’s next child might be named Maya, because of her fondness for the sling.
  • Avoiding the Padded RoomPecky at Benny and Bex is here to testify that it takes a village to raise a child.
  • My parenting essentials, from Tivo to battery-operated monstrositiesLauren at Hobo Mama presents a list of parenting essentials you didn’t even know you needed (and probably don’t…).
  • Attachment Parenting Through Separation: It Makes It a Little BetterJessica at This Is Worthwhile talks about how she couldn’t survive her separation without attachment parenting and the bond it’s afforded her with her 3 year old son.
  • Parenting EssentialsDeb Chitwood at Living Montessori Now shares the principles she used to parent her children from infants to adults.
  • My Parenting Essentials — The things that are truly essential to Kim at In Desperate Need of Entertainment aren’t things at all.
  • I’m No One Without My Sling — How baby carrying is essential to the parenting of Jessica Claire at Crunchy-Chewy Mama.
  • I Cannot Imagine Parenting Without…Isil at Smiling Like Sunshine talks about what she needs to raise her children.
  • February Carnival of Natural Parenting — Through her experiences over the last five and a half years, Casey at Love What Is has discovered her most important tool for parenting is using her instincts.
  • CNP: I Cannot Imagine Parenting Without __________.The Artsymama discloses the one thing that gave her back control of herself as a parent.
  • Laugh Until I Cry — Laughing with her sons keeps Acacia at Fingerpaint & Superheroes connected and grounded.
  • I Cannot Imagine Parenting WithoutLuschka at Diary of a First Child realizes what the one thing she can’t imagine parenting without is, and it turns out it’s not a thing after all.
  • It Takes Two — Here are a few of the reasons why Jenn at Adventures Down Under cannot imagine parenting without her fabulous husband.
  • Stopping to Listen — Though it wasn’t easy at first, Knocked Up – Knocked Over cannot imagine parenting her daughter without listening first to what she is telling her.
  • The Essence of Parenting — There are many wonderful resources that make life easier for Michelle at the Parent Vortex to parent, but the essence is the relationship between parent and child.
  • What I Cannot Live WithoutSybil at Musings of a Milk Maker considers her computer to be a parenting lifeline.
  • True Blessings: White Noise and GrandparentsKat at Loving {Almost} Every Moment can’t live without her white noise machine and the support of her parents.
  • The Necessities! — What “stuff” does a natural parent like Lily, aka Witch Mom really need? Not much, it turns out.
  • Mama Showed MeMama Mo at Attached at the Nip writes about how parenting wisdom is passed on by example.
  • Ode to the Loo — For Joni Rae at Tales of a Kitchen Witch, the bathroom is her safe place, where she can take a minute to calm down if she is feeling touched out.
  • Go, Mama. Go!Andrea!!! at Ella-Bean & Co. has been able to integrate her many roles through her get-up-and-go parenting essential, exercise!
  • My Other HalfBecky at Old New Legacy realizes what a relief it is to have her husband parent alongside her.
  • Grace, Love, and CoffeeMrsH at Fleeting Moments realizes that lifelines can take the form of the profound, or the mundane. Both are ok.
  • Supportive Spouse, Check! — There are so many parenting tools and gadgets that are superfluous, but the one essential, for Danielle at born.in.japan, has been her supportive spouse.
  • Why I’m a BabywearerMeredith at Becoming Mamas reflects on the ways babywearing has enhanced her mama baby relationship…and made life easier to boot.
  • It’s Marvelous Out Here, Kiddo!Rachael at The Variegated Life can’t imagine parenting in the big city without the marvels of Prospect Park to share with her Critter.
  • Yes, Thank YouAmy at Anktangle offers tips on how to ask for and accept help, an essential for successful parenting.
  • Parenting Essentials Checklist: Mom’s Inner Rebel and Her Kids’ VoicesOlivia at Write About Birth reflects on raising global citizens and saying no to societal norms.
  • Eco-Mama Online! — An Eco-Mama living in the mountains of a nature island, Terri at Child of the Nature Isle finds it essential to connect to nature and to connect online.
  • Sorry, We Just Sold the Last OneNev at The Adventures of Lime confesses she missed out the day they handed out patience.
  • LaughTashmica at The Mother Flippin’ Blog reveals her super power, her talisman agains mean mommy.
  • My Priceless Parenting Resource — What do books, a magazine community, my mother and the local playgroup have in common? Lucy at Dreaming Aloud tells us…
  • The Gift of Shared TimeTree at Mom Grooves strives to experience the world from her daughter’s perspective.
  • Follow the GigglesDionna at Code Name: Mama can’t live without the sound of her child’s giggles – come watch her video and you’ll agree!
  • Can I Mommy Without Boob?Emily at Crunchy(ish) Mama shares her fears about weaning and losing part of that the mother/child bond.

On the Nightstand

Yesterday was all write-y. It took three days. Today, you get a list so I have more time for the next big thing.

The books on my nightstand (including the magazine rack at the bottom that became necessary for spillover):

  • Eaarth, Bill McKibben
  • Meditation for Beginners, Jack Kornfield
  • Darkspell, Katharine Kerr
  • Nelly & Caesar: Jumping, Dancing, and other Adventures, Ingrid Godon
  • Franklin in the Dark, Paulette Bourgeois
  • Evolutionary Witchcraft, Thorn Coyle
  • The Door to Time, Ulysses Moore
  • Taking the Leap, Pema Chodron
  • To a God Unknown, John Steinbeck
  • The Return of the King, J.R.R. Tolkien
  • Steering by Starlight, Martha Beck
  • The Legacy, David Suzuki
  • Just Let Me Lie Down, Krising van Ogtrop
  • The Fairy’s Return, Gail Carson Levine
  • Pendragon: The Merchant of Death, D.J. MacHale
  • Writing Tools: 50 Essential Strategies for Every Writer, Roy Peter Clark
  • Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen
  • The Name of this Book is Secret, Pseudonymous Bosch
  • What’s Wrong Little Pookie, Sandra Boynton
  • The Dark is Rising, Susan Cooper
  • A Secret in My Pocket, Madeline Kronby
  • Being Human, Sakyong Mipham Rinpoche
  • The Water in Between, Kevin Patterson

I found 13 more on the floor on the other side of the bed, in various stages of read-ness but they don’t make the list. So let me ask: What’s on your nightstand?

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