Scripture Study
C. Jane Kendrick
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1y ago
At 8:30am sharp (but not that sharp really) Anson and I gather at this table to do "home school" before he heads out to work on the ranch. He makes himself breakfast while I ask his opinions on "current events" and we check in on his expanding emotions. Next we spend a few minutes on a "financial literacy book for teens" (he hates it, but I am learning so much!). After that, we take turns reading the bible.  And by the bible I mean: The Ultimate Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. It's five Hitchhiker novels in one book to rule them all. We have been reading near-daily since October and ..read more
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La Salvation
C. Jane Kendrick
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1y ago
I. This story starts way back before I had many other stories. Just about the time I was handed a journal with my name embossed in gold on the right bottom corner, purchased at the local Mormon bookstore for my eight birthday. It starts on that first page where I began recording my presence on the earth--and all I seemingly wanted to write about was the desert. Friends. A little bit of family. And the desert. My entire timeline was logged in as BLP and ALP--Before Lake Powell and After Lake Powell. Here is the birthday party I attended before I left for the lake, and here's the report of how ..read more
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Black (Crows) Origin
C. Jane Kendrick
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1y ago
Photo by Amy Stellhorn at Stellhorn Stages I woke Anson up around 6:30 this morning to watch the Blue Origin space shuttle launch with me. He didn't know I was going to do this. I didn't know I was going to do it either. I woke up and saw it was almost launch time and CK was downstairs leading his men's mid-life yoga group and so I gently woke up Anson and climbed into his teenage boy bed (an equally brave move, I'll have you know Jeff Bezos) and we watched through blurred and new morning eyes. Anson lasted through the launch but rolled over and grabbed another hour of sleep before the booste ..read more
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Turquoise
C. Jane Kendrick
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1y ago
I am here today because I have a bunch of things I need to do and instead of doing them I painted my nails turquoise (Ever left on the kitchen table) and now they need to dry and I can't do anything I need to do without butchering the paint job. But I can type! So that's something. A friend recently asked me what I have my kids signed up for this summer and basically I bought passes to our local water parks and that's what we're doing. None of my children mentioned they wanted to do anything in particular so this is the default I guess. We're going down water slides for the summer. WHOO HAA ..read more
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The Art of Napping
C. Jane Kendrick
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1y ago
CK and I have a summer reading goal to get through THE WAR OF ART which is a book I have read before but I need a reminding. Our goal was to read it first thing over coffee together. (We are some of those exMormons who have found the joy of coffee-fueled mornings in our middle age. Better late than never!) But our goal was derailed when I remembered that I had to switch the laundry first thing after I went for my morning walk, and CK had to get Anson out to Vineyard for his second dose of the COVID vaccine. Then we had several break downs in the management of our kids' morning jobs report and ..read more
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Kauai Me A River
C. Jane Kendrick
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1y ago
Last week CK and I went to Hawaii on the invitation of our friends Steve and Sara Urquhart. (That sounds like the start of a journal entry I would've read in my nana's journal entry from the 60s.) We were on Kauai. When we arrived at the Lihue airport the Urquhart's greeted us with leis. Also like the 1960s. Loved it. If you've been to Kauai you know there are chickens all over the island strutting around everywhere. EVERYWHERE. But they're the most gorgeous chickens you've ever seen in your white, mostly-suburban life. Then they wake you up by crowing at 4am and their charm goes down about ..read more
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My Frown Is My Crown
C. Jane Kendrick
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1y ago
One consistent message I received from my community growing up is the binary of emotions being good or bad. Happy is good, anger is bad. Smiling is good, frowning is bad. Shadow emotions were often bundled up with ingratitude, selfishness and well, Satan. I can see now that these "negative" emotions are in actuality truth-telling. I've said before that anger to me feels like intuition trapped. If you can shame people for feeling these natural-occurring explosive gusts, you can control their entire lives. They will never ask themselves important questions, they will never hear the imperative a ..read more
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Still Here ( Kinda)
C. Jane Kendrick
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1y ago
Much has been said lately about the dreamy days of women's presence on the early internet--the glory days of the personal blog. Every so often I get a media request asking if I might have a philosophical rabbit hole to share about why women like me (Mormon, child-rearing, house domesticating) were such prolific content creators. I have my opinions certainly, but not one of them can overwhelm the boredom I feel when my own voice pontificates on that subject. And really all I am left with is a simple explanation--we were raised in a cult and the first rule of a cult is to make the cult look goo ..read more
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All The Things I Still Want to Say
C. Jane Kendrick
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1y ago
Today is the 48th birthday of my brother Topher. He passed away on June 5th from ALS. I fucking hate ALS. That's my first blogger F word I believe (like we didn't all know it was coming...) but in my writing career there has never been a more appropriate time. The hardest part about losing my Topher is that he wasn't just my brother but my dear friend. I am certain that if life hadn't somehow created our DNA to show up in the same gene pool we would have found each other. We found life amusing at its corniest, but we also had an insatiable curiosity for human behavior. It's hard to find peo ..read more
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Mother of Dragons
C. Jane Kendrick
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1y ago
Maybe people with chronic loneliness suffer from an impeccable awareness of reality--their only problem being that they can see how lonely it is to be human. Maybe on a subconscious level women create the energy they desire when they gestate other human beings. Maybe we're all just living, breathing, physical manifestations of our mother's greatest hopes. Maybe sometimes mothers create dragons. Because they need a dragon. Maybe sometimes mothers need a whole pack of dragons. Because they need live among powerful and wild things. Maybe mothers are afraid of the fire-blowing, fearless drag ..read more
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