Recently my oldest bears were asked about the talents of their parents. I wasn’t in the room so I don’t know how it went down but when I asked how they responded to the posed question, middle bear replied “we said dad is a good cook and mom knows about the computer.” Perplexed since I am not savvy in the least with any technology…I simply get by. They don’t see me on the computer during the day when baby bear does decides to nap and they are in school, or when I do get some computer time in the evening after I tuck them in and when I can concentrate with what little senses I have left. Why didn’t they boast about my talents in chauffeuring, dispensing money when needed (okay that’s really Papa Bear), giving great hugs, being a formidable tennis opponent, loud cheerleader, intriguing storyteller, laundress or short order cook? I’m in the kitchen most of the time so why not mention my bon vivant craftiness there. If I’m not scrubbing, rinsing, prepping, dicing, sautéing, roasting, frying or baking, then I’m wiping counters and tabletops, sweeping the floors and cleaning tableware and pans…in the kitchen aiming to please growling tummies of all my bears. I’m a tyrant about eating wholesome foods, not welcoming anything that comes in a box except for an occasional box of cereal made from legumes or some snacks…almost everything I serve is from scratch, dedicated hours every day for meals three times a day that for the most part create seductive smells in the kitchen. It had me wondering why these activities I do day in and day out don’t seem like a big deal to them, although I’m sure in my absence, it would be suspected. On the other hand, they are correct. The diurnal and nocturnal endeavors I perform are not exactly talents…they are things that all parents do who are steeped in pure love. In an effort to explore what my talents may be, I am off to adventures outside the nest, things we did every day when the older bear were cubs, when their days weren’t consumed with actives and obligations. But exploration can also mean to delve into whatever you may be doing and dig deep to investigate how perhaps a better connection can be made. How can we welcome compassion and make our concatenated events complete, naturally and easily? Are you with my little scouts…let’s forge ahead and sing about this week, rejoice in it one breath at a time. Check out this little exploradora of mine noticing birds in a sweet chirping duet as the rain fell on her for the first time.