I have to tell you that I love, love, love music! It literally inspires my moods. I even think in song, but that is another story. :-)
I grew up in a music-filled house. My mother had me taking piano lessons from the age of five and I continued on through high school. I even played the clarinet in my middle school and high school bands. I sang in elementary choirs, youth choirs, and church choirs. So it stands to reason that I would want to fill my home (homeschool) with music.
A while back I attended a lecture on Education is a Life and to this day that experience influences my homeschool goals. One of the take-aways from that day was how music can play a role in our education experience...and our moods. My husband moved a stereo on to the main floor and even set it up so that my phone could play the selections of Pandora throughout the house. Some mornings we are just not awake and so I feel the need to put a little 70's groove in our morning. Other days we are reading and working on more challenging concepts and so we put on our Vitamin String playlist. (Just saw that they made a tribute to Adele album. Love that!) Other times we put on our favorite Praise & Worship songs. I even have a special playlist for Italian-inspired meals. My youngest and I have been known to break out in dance in the middle of the kitchen.
My piano teacher used to always tell me that music tells a story and as musicians we are the storytellers. I love adding our own soundtrack to the story of our everyday. So next time things are feeling stressful, crank up the radio, iPod, Pandora, whatever and let the music inspire your mood!
What's on your playlist?
A long time ago, I got some of the best advice I have ever received from a wise woman. I doubt she even knows what an impact she had on me. We were sitting around the dining room table while children played upstairs and outside. The house was filled with conversation and laughter, but I heard her loud and clear.
The wife (mother) is the thermostat for the house. If she is running hot, the house will run hot too.
Oh how many times I have pondered that statement and the truth that lie within. There is no doubt that with school, housework, church, children's activities, and guests we, as moms, can run on steam. Quick to temper; stretched too thin. How many times have I been stressed and seen it amplified in our home? And then I hear her words...
The wife (mother) is the thermostat for the house.
This lesson isn't just for tempers. We laugh about the truth that when mom is sick the whole house falls apart but there her words still reflect wisdom. If I am sick, my house falls a bit "under the weather" as well. I love applying this statement because often I find where I am falling short for my family. It is a constant transformation and I am thankful for God's grace and allowing me to pauce in the midst of a fun afternoon to listen to the wisdom of one who has already walked my path.
This week we started back to school after a long but much-needed rest. My prayer is to consider these words and check my own temperature. How's your thermostat? :-)
The last few hours of 2011 have expired and the decorations have all been packed away. New toys are being played with and we have said good bye to our guests and relatives. The party season has ended and life can now return to normal.
This past week, we began the joyful process of reorganizing and putting life back in order. I pulled out an old favorite, Organized Simplicity and started the task. The first day we worked in the kitchen moving things around. My thought process was to discard the clutter and make simple changes.
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Switched cabinets and created better zones for cooking. |
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I was merciless with my Tupperware, no mate...not staying |
After that we moved on to our den. This room has been a work-in-progress for months so it felt good to get in here with a trash bag and Pinterest for inspiration. We played around with our family gallery wall and rearranged my desk area. I even had fun getting crafty. This is still unfinished but now I have better vision of what needs to be done to complete. I can now enjoy the journey without all the frustration.
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Thankful for a talented husband who tolerates my ideas! |
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I have been playing around with this for a long time. I saw just what I was trying to achieve in BHG magazine. Can't wait until it is done. |
Our final day of 2011 we spent our afternoon in the living room and dining room. Our donation box has gotten bigger and our trash can is full and it feels so good.
As we ring in the new year, I am rereading Organized Simplicity and contemplating once again the atmosphere of my home and how best to manage it. I would love to have some company and maybe even a fun book club night and share. For now I am armed with my favorite things and ready to tackle the new year. This week, I am switching gears and spending time preparing for school.
Earlier this week I was reading in the Home Educating Family magazine an article Chris Davis wrote about Dream Posters. I couldn't find the identical article online but I did find this one. It reminded me of a project my oldest daughter and I did at the beginning of her senior year and so I thought I would share. I would only like to say that after reading Chris Davis's words, I see room for improvement but hey we were on the right track!
We had spent the previous months struggling with trying to define what life looked like with chronic illness. Days were lost to appointments, fatigue, and just trying to survive. For a planner like myself, this was out of my comfort zone. Beads of sweat would appear on my brow as I pondered how we were going to catch up. School was important but quite frankly we just wanted peaceful days where her breath was not labored or her fatigue was not debilitating. This led me to the decision to spend a day putting it all down.
We divided her board up in to four categories: health, financial, school, and personal. Armed with scrapbooking supplies and tons of magazine, she spent time picking out things that inspired her or were had something to do with her vision of the future. Then the process of choosing what went on the board began. Each section began to fill and after a while she had put her dreams and goals on a board to inspire, challenge, and remind her.
I learned a few things that afternoon. Her personality was expressed through the board. She is a very language-oriented person and her board reflected that with quotes in all four sections. Her most intimate dreams were laid down. One that still sticks out in my mind was the phrase, "breathe easy" placed in the health section. Oh how my heart cried out as I watched this go on the board.
Recently she moved in to her new living space and the board was the first thing she put down there. One night we were moving furniture and her board caught my eye. As I looked over it, I realized that she had already accomplished quite a bit.
After reading the article from Chris Davis, there are a few things I would tweak. The first suggestion he makes is that the parents are removed from the activity. Often, without realizing it, we filter our own thoughts and dreams for our children on to the board. Another suggestion he makes is to use double sided tape. This allows the child to move items around as he continues to think about his dreams and goals.
This year I plan to spend a day with my last two school-aged children and allow them to make a Dream Poster. My hope is that a friend (hint hint) will stop by and help facilitate the activity so that their true dreams will make it to the board. Anyone want to join us?
Organized Simplicity...the family room
Posted by Unknown Labels: atmosphere, DIY, family, organizationWhy is that when you have company coming the desire to spruce things up and decorate always magnifies? As the end of the school year continues to eek its way ever closer I find my mind filled with ideas on how to fix up the house before our upcoming graduation. This time it is a bit different though because I am also hearing the words from the pages of Organized Simplicity flow through my mind.
This past week my personal decorator, my sister, visited and in between baking every sweet known to man in some new contraption called Babycakes and a spa visit we managed to tweak a blue accent wall I had painted (we did repaint it!) Balance and simplicity had been achieved.
But wait...shopping around the house worked out great for my living room and dining room but my family room was crying for some attention. Over time, it has become the family dumping grounds for all the misfit and "not sure what to do with items." My 17 year old even called me in to the room for a conference where she then laid out a plan to get this room back in gear. First she said I needed to take everything down. Then she replied that I would need to just start over.
What? Start over? Ugh that sounds so tiring. Are you sure?
My family room has lost it's purpose and so it is time to clear out this room of all the pictures, little knick knacks and only return that which fits our family purpose statement. I will examine each item and ask the question, "Is it useful or beautiful to anyone in the family?" My goal is not to go and buy a bunch of new stuff but rather incorporate what I have. (side note: I hear that's the definition of redesign)
And so our journey begins...
A while back I posted a blog, titled "The Apprentice." In it I shared all my creative decorative ideas for our living room. Recently my sister visited and once again she proved that she is the Master Apprentice!
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The Master Craftsman |
The Apprentice |
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The Master Craftsman |
Organized Simplicity...the calendar
Posted by Unknown Labels: atmosphere, Charlotte Mason, education, family, homeschool, organizationWords can not describe how much Organized Simplicity
With four kids we can easily spend much of our time in the car shuttling them here and there. There is no doubt that our life is filled with seasons and there are times when commitments overlap and it is necessary but overall we can over-schedule ourselves. For our family a compromise was to allow the children to play sports but only one child per season. This decision was brought about after a particular sports season where several nights of the week were spent at practices and Saturdays were spent criss-crossing town while mom and dad tag teamed which child's game they would watch. We were out and about more than we were in. As a result, we were all feeling the stress this stretched-thin calendar. I longed for peaceful evenings with my family and dinner around the table and so our compromise was reached.
Recently we again had to spend more time in the car than I would have liked driving the older children. As we finally emerge from this season I am reminded once again how precious the calendar truly is and how we should diligently guard it. Free time is valuable time for a child as well as a family. It is in these moments when we process the events and knowledge of the day. Charlotte Mason calls this materly inactivity.
'Masterly Inactivity.'––A blessed thing in our mental constitution is, that once we receive an idea, it will work itself out, in thought and act, without much after-effort on our part; and, if we admit the idea of 'masterly inactivity' as a factor in education, we shall find ourselves framing our dealings with children from this standpoint, without much conscious effort.
Charlotte Mason Volume 3 Chapter 3
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When we were newly married, we were stationed in California. I sold my car so that I could be a stay-at-home mom and we made adjustments to being a one car family. The kids were young and we walked everywhere we needed to get to. Fridays were set aside to clean the house and catch up on laundry which I could have finished before school got out. Our weekends were also simple. Long leisurely nights sitting on the back porch swinging, looking out over the fields and talking into the wee hours.
Often my husband and I comment how much simpler life was back then. The house was less cluttered, our commitments were not so scattered.I think I have always had a desire to live as simplistically as possible, but life tends to happen. Children are born, we collect more things, we make more commitments and before we know it we are tired and worn out. I certainly recognize that life is full of seasons and as I am currently leaving one and entering a new season, I can not help but ponder the simple home.
What does it look like now?
First of all I would like to say that God has blessed me with some incredible women in my life and I glean from them all. First my mother. I describe her as June Cleaver. She made our house a home. Her housework was never displayed as a burden. She took great joy in being a homemaker, wife, and mother. The atmosphere in our home was welcoming and filled with happiness.
Then there is my sister. I describe her as the ReDesign Fairy. She is so talented and just an all-round wonderful person. A few years back she took what little I had and made both my husband and I fall in love with our home. She set the wheels in motion. Paint, a few pictures, and creative decorating made our home something we loved. Before long she has transformed our home in to a place where we could school, put it all away and enjoy dinner by candlelight. I am thankful for that gift. The decorating was the icing on the cake but the real joy came from the atmosphere she helped me create for my home.
When my husband is not travelling we try very hard (stress the word, try) to have the main living area cleaned up before he comes home from work. For me this is a simple act of love telling him that we appreciate all his hard work and long hours to provide for us. I don't want him to feel the stress of housework or schoolwork when he walks through the front door. Making sure that everything has a home is important to me. Clean up should be simple and can be beautiful as well. It's all about the atmosphere you create in your home. Having homes for our things and putting all together with fabrics and textures and paint help create the right atmosphere.
What would your educational purpose be? What about your family purpose? Could you put it in to a simple, timeless statement?
I love sharing "love stories" with friends! I find it fascinating to hear how God put two people together. My mother has a story she tells us kids about the first time she told my dad she loved him. He almost wrecked his car (she can show you the spot in our hometown where it happened) because he knew she had never uttered that phrase to another man.
So this week, in honor of Valentine's Day, I would love to hear yours.
Education is a Life...
Posted by Unknown Labels: atmosphere, Charlotte Mason, education, narration, nature study, schoolFor more reading, go to Charlotte Mason volume 6.
After a brief introduction, we transitioned from sharpening our skills to peacefully participating as if we were the students. In her quiet manner, we were handed our Book of Prayers and a piece of paper. This was not just any piece of paper. It was beautiful and heavy in weight. One we would want to treasure. The instructions were given and we complied. First with our dictation and then our prayers. We were asked to think upon what we read and choose a portion of the prayer we felt spoke to us. A few shared but all placed their thoughts on this beautiful paper. As we finished writing we listened to her read a portion of St. George and the Dragon
As I listen to the song below, I am transformed to the classroom where education is a way of life. Where atmosphere is peaceful and ideas are planted. I recognize that my home can not be exactly like the 3rd grade model I participated in but I can examine the atmosphere of my own home and school. I can prayerfully prepare the soil for ideas...
Looking back...
Posted by Unknown Labels: atmosphere, education, family, goals, homeschool, organization, planningI don't think much of a man who is not wiser today than he was yesterday. -Abraham Lincoln
Mom's Lessons
- I am reminded once again of the grace and goodness of God...even when I am struggling He is in control of everything.
- I am reminded that children, no matter what the age, need their mother's love and encouragement.
- I became more aware that I am the thermometer of the house and directly influence the atmosphere of our home.
- I am reminded that more than anything I desire to create a safe and loving home where my children can laugh, learn, and grow.
- I am reminded that life is filled with seasons...some longer than others, some joyful, some painful but still it is just for a season.
- I learned that I love the flexibility of virtual co-ops and the opportunities it provides.
- I learned that when all else fails, read read read.
- I enjoyed notebooking and narrations this year and love seeing the fruits of our labor.
- I am reminded that proper planning makes a happy homeschool.
- I enjoyed discussing history and current events with the children and planting seeds along the way.
- I am still trying to find my niche for writing but we plugged along in spite of my weakness.
- I enjoyed reading living books to my children and creating our Book of Centuries.
- I am in love with my new planners! I have already ordered by 2010-2011 teacher planner.
- I love our box system with my elementary student. Planning has become simple.
- Audiobooks have been helpful as I try to juggle three levels of literature.
Lessons from my Father...
Posted by Unknown Labels: atmosphere, Charlotte Mason, Lessons from my father, Tapestry of GraceI have been contemplating adding a new "feature" to my blog but always seem to put it off for another day. So here in the quiet of an evening, itunes playing, I have decided to put my thoughts on virtual paper.
Education is an atmosphere
I don't think I truly understood how true that is. Nor did I appreciate how my parents raised me to be in constant pursuit of knowledge. I have so many memories of my father sitting in his chair with a book or with his Bible silently living out his beliefs right in front of me. This unit we are reading Alice in Wonderland and I can not help but think of one summer and his gentle guidance for me. Being a typical child, I wasn't too concerned with the how I spent my hours and so much of it was blindly wasted in front of the TV. One afternoon my father called me in to his office. At that time he had a built-in bookshelf filled with books behind his desk. There he sat behind his desk surrounded by literature. It is here that one of my life lessons began. In his calm way, he passed me a gold hardback copy of Alice in Wonderland
and asked that I read it. He began to talk to me about the quality of what fills my time. Am I spending it doing something of value, something noble, something good? Or am I just allowing myself to be a passive participant in the gift of time God has given me?
Of course being young, I listened and even stored it away under "all the things my father tried to teach me but I'm not going to pay too much attention to right now." I am thirty-something years old and his words of wisdom still ring in my ears. There was no yelling. There was no "Shelley, you are wasting your life." Just a simple gesture to open my eyes to see that there is more to life than just being lazy. So how does all this tie in to the quote by Charlotte Mason, (Education is an atmosphere)? "The child breaths the atmosphere emanating from his parents that of the ideas which rule their own lives." volume 2
