Saturday, January 30, 2010
Friday, January 1, 2010
Yummy recipes to ring in the New Year
We rang in the NewYear at my sister's house with lots of goodies...beef tenderloin with horseradish sauce, olive-cheese balls, roasted shrimp (ala Barefoot Contessa), crabbies, and blue cheese spread to name a few. This was followed by Rock Band with grandmom, grandad, nana, poppa, and the kids.
I've attached the recipes for the crabbies and the blue cheese spread for all to enjoy!Blue Cheese and
Roasted Red Pepper Spread
½ cup butter, softened
1 8-ounce cream cheese, softened
1 4-ounce crumbled blue cheese
2 Tbs. chopped green onion
2 Tbs. roasted red pepper, drained, finely chopped
½ tsp. dry mustard
¼ tsp. hot pepper sauce
¼ tsp. Worchestershire sauce
Crackers and/or veggies
Combine all ingredients in medium bowl. Beat at medium speed, scraping bowl often, until well mixed. Cover; refridgerate until serving time. Serve with crackers or cut up veggies.
Can be stored up to one week. Serve at room temperature.
Crabbies
1 lb crab meat
2 sticks butter (not margarine)
2 jars Kraft Old English Cheese Spread
3 t mayo
1 t seasoned salt
12 English Muffins
Soften butter and cheese (room temp). Mix together well in mixer except the crab meat – fold in crab meat. Spread on English Muffins that have been split in half.
Cut with a sharp knife in four sections and freeze. They can be frozen on a cookie sheet and after frozen – just put in a plastic bag and take out whatever you want – heat in oven about 10 minutes until hot 350 degrees.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
2009 CTA Champs!
I was lucky to get on such a fantastic team as soon as I moved to Naples, and it went uphill from there!!
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Advent 2009 - Back at the Center of God's Heart
This thought began with an earlier facebook post today from a priest that I know;
"Advent: We are not about putting Christ into a season, or anywhere else for that matter. It is Christ who comes to put us somewhere; in our place, where we truly belong - or better, to shed his penetrating light so that we can see and remember the place where God put us at the beginning, and where God holds us even now...: at the center of God's heart. The Festival of Incarnation is at our doorstep. Here is Jesus, whose face, so divine as it is, shows us the face of God and who, with that same face, as human as it is, reveals us to ourselves as God dreams us to be. (Homily, Advent 1)."
Nothing could better summarize how I have been feeling spiritually the past month.
Work has been uncharacteristically slow, and I am adjusting to my demotion. It is a little harder to adjust to the pay cut! My health has not been great - two cancer scares this year, one of which I get a biopsy for this week. And, we are living in a new town without the comfort of familiar family and friends. However, in the midst of darkness, the LIGHT literally bursts forth shattering any lack of hope!
With more time on my hands, I am free to remember where God put ME at the beginning and how much I truly am at the center of God's heart. Since leaving ministry 11 years ago I have spent many hours working, and almost as many traveling from Richmond to D.C. or on the nightmare commute from Maryland to McLean. I quickly succeeded at a new career only to find my inspiration and drive waning and my stress level intolerable in recent years. Economically, we are much better off, and I am happily free from working within a structure that tried to silence my gifts and leadership. Finally, and I am lucky to work for a company with such a positive and ethical foundation and such amazing people.
In this career, I have developed skills and found gifts I never knew I had, but in many ways they are the "shadow" gifts and they cannot sustain me. Nor, can I sustain them without being filled somewhere else.
During the past 11 years I have also experienced the depths of what St. John of the Cross called The Dark Night of the Soul - in this case my own dark soul. I cannot help but believe that I needed to see this darkness within myself to more deeply understand the light.
Now, I am beginning to understand that what can sustain me is the heart's call that I have felt from the time I was a child. I remember being 9 years old and constantly reading (out loud!) Psalm 139 to all who would listen, "Lord, you have SEARCHED me and KNOW me. You know when I sit and when I stand. Your hands are upon ME....!!!!!"
And again, at 14 on a Christian Awakening retreat, I was transformed by grace in a way that changed me forever. And finally upon graduating from JMU AND PSCE, I was turned upside down by grace while trying to flee a vocation. Friends, pastors, and ministers called me back into what would be my career for ten years. Teaching high school theology at Marymount and working at Church of the Redeemer were holy times, times when I almost constantly felt the power of living as God dreamed me to be. When preaching and teaching, I was moving within the heart of God in such an intimate and freeing way. Spiritual gifts were pouring in and out of me like water, and I was always full!!! Watching the faces on Sunday morning at Redeemer (where you can see everyone's face) was in itself a window into God's heart.
But new leadership at Redeemer highlighted the pain of struggling within a patriarchal system where my gifts would always be stifled. Like water that is not allowed to flow, I became clogged and dry. I left ministry with sadness and moved toward, a career that has been fulfilling but much less than a vocation. I know it is not my vocation for two reasons; first, because there are people in my company who I deeply respect and admire for whom our work IS much like I described my time in ministry. It is their heart's desire, and because of this their work is transformative. Second, the detailed and technical nature of my job requires so much of a stretch for ENFJ me, I end the work days exhausted rather than energized.
So, in my new home in Naples, with more time on my hands, I play the piano, sing again, take the children on eco-tours, look for the "green flash" in the sunset, and watch the creative spirit at work in nature and through the work of human beings when we go places like Sea World.
When time with the children doesn't contain the nasty distraction of looming deadlines and unfinished weekend work, my spirit is caught up in being an innocent with them. And, I remember to sing and dance within the heart of God!! I take time to reflect on who I really am and realize that it was all there at 9 years old. And, I need to return to it now.
As soon as I embraced this thought, I could almost physically feel God begin moving fast - almost DRAGGING me - towards something. I feel that same movement every single day lately. I have no idea where I will land, but I know for sure that it will be back at the beginning, and, as the quote says, "at the center of God's heart."
Thank goodness.....now all I have to do is keep up!!!!
"Advent: We are not about putting Christ into a season, or anywhere else for that matter. It is Christ who comes to put us somewhere; in our place, where we truly belong - or better, to shed his penetrating light so that we can see and remember the place where God put us at the beginning, and where God holds us even now...: at the center of God's heart. The Festival of Incarnation is at our doorstep. Here is Jesus, whose face, so divine as it is, shows us the face of God and who, with that same face, as human as it is, reveals us to ourselves as God dreams us to be. (Homily, Advent 1)."
Nothing could better summarize how I have been feeling spiritually the past month.
Work has been uncharacteristically slow, and I am adjusting to my demotion. It is a little harder to adjust to the pay cut! My health has not been great - two cancer scares this year, one of which I get a biopsy for this week. And, we are living in a new town without the comfort of familiar family and friends. However, in the midst of darkness, the LIGHT literally bursts forth shattering any lack of hope!
With more time on my hands, I am free to remember where God put ME at the beginning and how much I truly am at the center of God's heart. Since leaving ministry 11 years ago I have spent many hours working, and almost as many traveling from Richmond to D.C. or on the nightmare commute from Maryland to McLean. I quickly succeeded at a new career only to find my inspiration and drive waning and my stress level intolerable in recent years. Economically, we are much better off, and I am happily free from working within a structure that tried to silence my gifts and leadership. Finally, and I am lucky to work for a company with such a positive and ethical foundation and such amazing people.
In this career, I have developed skills and found gifts I never knew I had, but in many ways they are the "shadow" gifts and they cannot sustain me. Nor, can I sustain them without being filled somewhere else.
During the past 11 years I have also experienced the depths of what St. John of the Cross called The Dark Night of the Soul - in this case my own dark soul. I cannot help but believe that I needed to see this darkness within myself to more deeply understand the light.
Now, I am beginning to understand that what can sustain me is the heart's call that I have felt from the time I was a child. I remember being 9 years old and constantly reading (out loud!) Psalm 139 to all who would listen, "Lord, you have SEARCHED me and KNOW me. You know when I sit and when I stand. Your hands are upon ME....!!!!!"
And again, at 14 on a Christian Awakening retreat, I was transformed by grace in a way that changed me forever. And finally upon graduating from JMU AND PSCE, I was turned upside down by grace while trying to flee a vocation. Friends, pastors, and ministers called me back into what would be my career for ten years. Teaching high school theology at Marymount and working at Church of the Redeemer were holy times, times when I almost constantly felt the power of living as God dreamed me to be. When preaching and teaching, I was moving within the heart of God in such an intimate and freeing way. Spiritual gifts were pouring in and out of me like water, and I was always full!!! Watching the faces on Sunday morning at Redeemer (where you can see everyone's face) was in itself a window into God's heart.
But new leadership at Redeemer highlighted the pain of struggling within a patriarchal system where my gifts would always be stifled. Like water that is not allowed to flow, I became clogged and dry. I left ministry with sadness and moved toward, a career that has been fulfilling but much less than a vocation. I know it is not my vocation for two reasons; first, because there are people in my company who I deeply respect and admire for whom our work IS much like I described my time in ministry. It is their heart's desire, and because of this their work is transformative. Second, the detailed and technical nature of my job requires so much of a stretch for ENFJ me, I end the work days exhausted rather than energized.
So, in my new home in Naples, with more time on my hands, I play the piano, sing again, take the children on eco-tours, look for the "green flash" in the sunset, and watch the creative spirit at work in nature and through the work of human beings when we go places like Sea World.
When time with the children doesn't contain the nasty distraction of looming deadlines and unfinished weekend work, my spirit is caught up in being an innocent with them. And, I remember to sing and dance within the heart of God!! I take time to reflect on who I really am and realize that it was all there at 9 years old. And, I need to return to it now.
As soon as I embraced this thought, I could almost physically feel God begin moving fast - almost DRAGGING me - towards something. I feel that same movement every single day lately. I have no idea where I will land, but I know for sure that it will be back at the beginning, and, as the quote says, "at the center of God's heart."
Thank goodness.....now all I have to do is keep up!!!!
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Napa and Sonoma
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Good morning sea otters!
What a joy to wake up in a cozy bed, a Starbucks delivery from my husband, and an amazing view of the San Francisco Bay. Thanks to Eddie's eagle eye for wildlife, we were treated to a glimpse of sea otters hopping through the waves.
I am aware this morning of the layers of stress that usually surround me. I can feel the top layers gradually dissolve in light of morning TV and relaxed conversations with my husband around what to do this week...napa, sonoma, san fran, redwoods, yosemite...? And more importantly, where should we go in Napa for dinner? I am most excited about The General's Daughter, Bouchon (since French Laundry is a bit out of the question!), L'Auberge du Soleil, and Gary Dantin. The choices!
First step, shower. Second step, Napa!
And it looks like The General's Daughter wins for tonight!
http://www.thegeneralsdaughter.com/eat.html
I am aware this morning of the layers of stress that usually surround me. I can feel the top layers gradually dissolve in light of morning TV and relaxed conversations with my husband around what to do this week...napa, sonoma, san fran, redwoods, yosemite...? And more importantly, where should we go in Napa for dinner? I am most excited about The General's Daughter, Bouchon (since French Laundry is a bit out of the question!), L'Auberge du Soleil, and Gary Dantin. The choices!
First step, shower. Second step, Napa!
And it looks like The General's Daughter wins for tonight!
http://www.thegeneralsdaughter.com/eat.html
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