They say that life in the desert is sparse on the surface and huge underneath. Animals create wild and winding tunnels and plants develop elaborate and intricate root systems in an attempt to conserve energy, escape the heat and sun, and make the most of the limited resources they have. Whenever I’m in the desert, like I am this week in Arizona, I’m reminded that life isn’t always as it appears to be. So much of it is a mystery to us. It requires trust and an ability to see beyond what’s obvious. It requires patience and imagination. The desert has so much to teach us if we are willing to learn.
Author: Christa Avampato
Wonder: Back to school
The Tuesday after Labor Day was always the first day of school for me when I was a kid. This time of year always feels like the New Year to me. I look forward to Fall all year, and I’m looking forward to it more than ever this year. Apple and pumpkin in everything. Boots and sweaters. Beautiful leaves. Crisp, fresh air. A feeling of hopefulness. I’m excited to see what it holds for all of us, whether we’re in school or not.
Wonder: 7 years ago today my world was changed by fire
7 years ago today my apartment building caught fire and I had to start over in every sense. I feel so many emotions on this anniversary though the one now that is more prominent than others is grateful.
In the middle of that soot-covered apartment that day I had no idea what to do, where to go, or how to feel. Mostly, I was scared and filled with what-if scenarios. Had I hesitated even a minute longer, it’s unlikely that I would have made it out of the building.
I thought that day was the worst day of my life because it sent me down into a very dark and terrifying spiral—mentally, physically, and emotionally. Now with the benefit of time, I see that day as one of my best.
That day set the course I’m still following, causing me to let go of the things that don’t help me live my best life and to take chances every day. That fire caused me to lose a lot of things I loved, and it also helped to create space for me to build something brand new.
That process of rebuilding has been beautiful and terrible, and I consider all of it a great gift because it helped me to know and appreciate just how strong and resilient I am. And those are things worth knowing.
Wonder: The urban farm on the roof of Union Market
Yesterday I had a great time getting a tour of the hydroponic garden on top of Union Market. The garden is owned, run, and used by the restaurant Bidwell. It inspired me to think about how I might do something like this once I buy my own apartment. It’s possible to farm just about anywhere now thanks to technology. The Breaking Bread podcast might soon be recording surrounded by the food that’s about to be served.
Here are some pictures from the roof garden at Union Market!
Wonder: Give yourself time
I’ve been at new job for six weeks and I’m working hard to get up-to-speed in a new industry with a product that has an aggressive timeline to launch. I’m learning so much and by the end of the week I’m spent. And I know I still have so much to learn.
I’m very likely to be tough on myself expecting myself to be 100% up-to-speed with very little runway. While that helps me in some respects it certainly harms me in others. Six weeks, especially in the summer, isn’t much time at all. I’ve got many more questions to ask and many more things to learn. And that’s okay. I’m climbing the mountain one step at a time, and I’m giving myself the chance to reflect on every view.
Wonder: Smithsonian Magazine goes deep into race in America
If you want to get deep into the discussion around race in America and approach it from a number of different perspectives, I can’t recommend the latest issue of Smithsonian Magazine enough. I’m completely engrossed in every story. It’s an incredible example of journalism that combines a long lens historical perspective, evocative personal stories of struggle and triumph (in equal amounts), and a future vision of hope that we can fully accept and explore our past and not be solely defined by it. Just amazing.
Wonder: Finding a place for reflection in Brookland – The Franciscan Garden
Wonder: A little girl of light on a DC metro bus taught me a valuable lesson
Yesterday as I was taking the bus to drop off Phineas at daycare, a little girl and her mother sat next to us. There was something about this little girl. She was so full of light. When she smiled her whole body smiled.
“Excuse me,” she said. “Your dog is so cute!”
She giggled with her mom, spotted her teacher on the bus, and gave her infant sister a kiss. This little girl was magnetic. There was clearly a lot of love between her and her mom.
On my way home from work, I saw this same little girl. She recognized me and Phineas. She still sparkled but a little less so now. She had 3 of her cousins and her aunt with her. One of the cousins was trying to tell her mother that one of her teachers said she had a real gift for painting. The mother barely paid attention to her.
All of the kids were very interested in Phineas and had lots of questions about him, which I was happy to answer. Their aunt was not thrilled about them talking to me. She yelled at them several times, and made more eye contact with the game on her phone than with any of the kids she was supposed to be watching.
As it turned out, we all got out at the same stop. They live just across the street from me in a housing project. There was something about that made me so sad, and then it made me angry. Here was this amazing little girl, so clearly bright and in love with life, and she deserves to have that light honored and supported.
While I understand that children are resilient, I also know that what is said to them, or not said to them, makes a world of difference as they grow up and become adults. Listen to children. Honor them. Respect them. Understand that every action and every word we express now has such an outsized impact on them. They need us and we need them if we’re going to build a better world. And a better world is what we all deserve.
Wonder: Lee Stroy made 3 strokes a gift
Last month, I had the great privilege to meet Lee Stroy, a father of five who is my age and a walking medical miracle. In one week, Lee had three strokes and has now made it his mission to tell his story in an effort to educate others about stroke through his nonprofit Counterstroke. His story is one of the most inspiring I have ever been given the great gift to share with others. Read the piece I wrote about Lee for The Washington Post by clicking here and learn more about Lee on his website for Counterstroke.
Wonder: Thoughts on finishing my manuscript for my novel, Where the Light Enters
This weekend I finished the initial manuscript of my novel, Emerson Page – Where the Light Enters.
In this read, I thought I’d hate all of it, scrap it, and start over. But I didn’t. I laughed and I cried in equal amounts. I love Emerson now even more than I did almost two years ago when her name first popped into my mind and she asked me to write down her story. It took us a while to get to know each other. It took a while for me to let horrible things happen to her. I spent so long getting to know her and I wanted to protect her from the moment we met. But I had to let her get hurt. I had to let her fail and fall and struggle because that is the journey she was meant to have And in the process I learned so much, about me, about her, and as much about my world as I learned about hers.
Now I start the query letters and the process of finding a pathway for Emerson to tell her story to others. I’m sure she will grow and change in so many ways during this process, and so will I. And so it begins…