Meraki (noun) Origin: Greek | Putting part of yourself into what you are doing.
This is a modern Greek word that’s often used to describe the instance wherein you leave a part of yourself (your soul, creativity, or love) in your work — so it’s like when you intensely love to do something or just about anything that you put something of yourself into it.
Love myself I do. Not everything, but I love the good as well as the bad. I love my crazy lifestyle, and I love my hard discipline. I love my freedom of speech and the way my eyes get dark when I’m tired. I love that I have learned to trust people with my heart, even if it will get broken. I am proud of everything that I am and will become. ~ Johnny Weir
I started this blog in July of 2012. I initially started writing this and showing off the places, people, food, and art to help my kids be a part of what I was doing. For the most part, they are largely oblivious that I am still writing this. Initially I did it for them, but I have realized that over the years, this blog has been something I have been doing as much, if not more, for myself as for them.
Every time I go back and read what I have written, I can place myself in the exact place or state of mind I was in when I wrote it. The pictures encapsulate where I was, and sometimes who I was, at that particular place and time. A lot of what I wrote cracks me up. Reminds me that I have not made gigantic philosophical leaps over time. I am still the silly, weird, dorky, child that I was at 10. I still wander and wonder about all of the things I come across. It takes very little to amuse me, make me smile, and/or destroy me.
I have on occasion gone back over some of my posts and have felt slightly embarrassed because what I wrote was a bit too ridiculous and stream of consciousness style. I have considered deleting some posts for that reason, but changed my mind. Those posts are likely more me than many of the other more lucid posts. I am Sam, Sam I am, I am what I am. Auspicious beginnings was one of the first posts I wrote and yes, even now it is all true.
I put my all of me into my blog. My soul, creativity, and love. I started a diary when I was 9 years old (1976 if you struggle with math). Ironically, it took me over a year to start writing in it. Like all diaries, I started out writing daily 9 year old drama and eventually moved to weekly, monthly, and eventually yearly entries. In 2013, my daughter gave me a new diary called “The Happiness Journal” I wrote in that one for five years every single day. I cannot honestly say those things were the happiest things I could have thought of, but they were also all me.
It’s so bizarre. I can see myself in each of those pages in full form. The love, hate, funny, angry, and sad person that wove me through my life. I am 54 years old now and I imagine that at some point my kids will find this slab of my mind in print and laugh and cry as they work their way through what is likely going to be a 50+ year retrospective of my imagined but really felt joys and failures.
Seriously, leave me alone I was only 10!! Cracks me up though and I can seriously see angry little Sami, stonily sitting in her basement bedroom furiously writing out my little world’s woes. Ah to be 10 again!
When my daughters were born, I began a journal of their lives and when they turned 17 or so, they were completely filled with my random wonderings of their lives and I presented these to them as a Christmas present one year. I believe that they each still have that documentary evidence of my love for them during the first part of their lives. I hope that they know that all of those words, photos, clippings bring back memories to me that are as real and poignant to me now as they were when I entered them into and onto those pages.
Madison, Samantha and Miranda – 20 years ago.
Madison..what? – Spokane, WA 1998
Evolution of Madison – Korea
Haute Pink Photography – Alki Beach with Family
Grandkids by Allie Hannah Photography – Spokane
Grandkids by Allie Hannah Photography – Spokane
Spokane- Daughter and granddaughter – always makes me smile
Haute Pink Photography in Spokane with daughter and grandson
Dorks – Spokane
So my meraki appears to be documenting my own life and experiences and even the life and experiences of the ones I love. I have been diligent about it. Accurate to my own first-hand experiences and memories. If you have read anything I have written here or looked at anything I have painted there. You will see me. You will see what I saw. You will see and understand the things that have been important to me. The things that are still important to me. I hope you have enjoyed and will continue to enjoy the ride and the read.
Meraki mumblings: Leha; Pooja; Princess; Merakisbsc; Gavin; Whisperer; Jess; Adyeshablog; Roy; Danielle; Anika