Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts
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Monday, November 15, 2010

My Interview with Walter Rhein, Author of Newly Released "The Bone Sword."

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B004AE34RI/ref=s9_simh_gw_p351_d0_i1?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&pf_rd_s=center-2&pf_rd_r=1M5S8GJWNYF1C7X2DBH4&pf_rd_t=101&pf_rd_p=470938631&pf_rd_i=507846At the time I write this, I am putting together an interview I have had with author, Walter Rhein, who recently published his newest book The Bone Sword, available November 1, 2010.  Since this interview will be submitted to Working Mother Magazine, and includes the perspective of his wife, Zulma, whom he met while in Lima, Peru, I thought a preview from her perspective would be interesting.  The culture of Lima, Peru is very different from ours in the United States and I thought many of you would find it very interesting as did I.

I asked Zulma a few questions, one of which was to describe the culture of Peru for readers.

Zulma thanked me for the interview (it is I who thank her, however).  Zulma is very humble and shares the spotlight with her husband/father/writer, Walter.  I listed husband/father/writer in that order because as I have gotten to know him, this is definitely his priority in life.

Zulma is Peruvian and lived in Peru all of her life until October of last year.  Walter and Zulma were married in Peru and decided to move to the United States to study, get more qualifications so their children's lives would be better than theirs.

Zulma describes Peru...this is in her own words...   Peru is in South America and Lima, as you know, is the Capital; which is on the coast and it is a very big metropolitan area.  There are 24 states and one Constitutional Province called Callao.   Peru is also divided into Coast, Mountain and Jungle.  I am from Callao which is the Principal port of Peru. 

There are about 17 million people living in Lima and what I find different from living in Peru than living in the United States is that in Peru, you don't have your own car.  Of course, having your own car is more convenient and comfortable, but everything is nearby in Peru, it is not like here where you have to drive almost everywhere you go.  In Peru, depending on where you live, you can walk, take a bus or a taxi, and it is not expensive.

Peruvian people are very friendly and warm.  We usually "adopt" a foreigner and he/she becomes a member of our family.  We love dancing and celebrating things.  There is at least one celebration each month if not more.  The celebration could be religious or not, but we are always celebrating something.  We are very proud of our culture and customs.  Most people in Peru speak Spanish but there are places (especially in the mountains) where people speak Quechua (the language of the Incas).

Zulma points out some other main differences between Peru and The United States as far as family life.   As I said before, Lima is a big city and most of the best schools, universities and job opportunities are in Lima so when you finish school you don't have to move to the university campus and leave your family.  Of course, some people do that but they are not from Lima, they are from other states and they come to Lima looking for better opportunities.

That being said, Peruvian children don't usually move, they live with their parents until they get married (that is when they move) so the relationship between parents and children is very close.  We like celebrating Mother's Day, Father's Day, Christmas, all together as a big family.  That doesn't mean that we are not independent...we are!  We just happen to have our parents closer and they love it that way.  I can tell you that I lived with my parents until I was 31-years-old.  Of course, I was working, and from the moment I started working I helped my parents with the economy of the house.  I paid my bills (credit cards, cell phone) and my bus or taxi fares and I was responsible for any other expenses that I made.  I also helped them by paying the cable, Internet and phone from time to time and I gave them some money (every month) for anything they wanted to use it for.

Zulma talks about her education and career in Peru.   I studied Business Administration (which I also paid for myself) and I was an English teacher for 12-years.  I started studying English the year I finished high school, then I got my certification as an English teacher.  I used to work from 7:00 a.m. to 12:00 a.m. and then from 3:00 p.m. to 9:00 p.m. from Monday to Friday (I never liked working on the weekends).  Living with my parents gave me freedom to enjoy my salary to travel around Peru and to go abroad.  I know 18 states from the 24 that are in Peru.

Living with a writer...   Living with a writer has definitely changed my life.  It was a shock when we started to live together.  I love music, I can study work, and do almost everything with music, but when Walter was writing I couldn't listen to music or sing because he couldn't concentrate.  So, I started reading.  I have to confess that I was not a big reader.  I read the newspaper every day and that was all.  When we moved in together, our apartment was very small, so I happened to be in the same room as Walter.  One day, he say that I was very bored and asked me what the problem was.  I told him it was nothing, that I was just bored because I couldn't listen to music, so he said "why don't you read?  Walter has a lot of books (more books than clothes) so he gave me "Post Office" by Charles Bukowski and I started reading.  Since then, I read book after book, I have read Charles Bukowski, J.K. Rowling (all the Harry Potter books), Ronald Dahl, Dan Brown, and many others.  He said that I read more than he does now.  I discovered a new world of stories, happiness, drama, fantasy in all those books.  Of course, since I got pregnant, I changed by adventure books for baby books.  Now, I am reading "What to expect the first year" which I find interesting.  It was a gift from a friend and I find it very useful.

"What to expect the first year" is a wonderful book, Zulma, and is on my bookshelf as well as many, many of my friends who are mothers...with my first child's birth in 1992, I don't know what I would have done without that as a "manual" of sorts!!

Life in the United States for the growing Rhein family...   We came to live in Wisconsin, USA on October 26, 2009.  In December, we found that I was pregnant.  Being pregnant was a challenge.  It was pretty hard because, as I said, we Peruvians like having our family close to us, and when we moved here, I was far from my parents.  It was just Walter and me. 

There were so many things together, the weather, for instance.  Wisconsin's weather (in winter) is not the right way to start.  It was so cold for me.  I can say that the coldest weather in Lima is about 50-degrees Fahrenheit and here it is soooo SO cold.   I didn't want to go out, not at all.  I went out only when it was strictly necessary.  It was beautiful though, we don't have snow or heavy rains in Lima.  Lima is a humid city.  Many people say that we breathe water because of the humidity in Lima can be over 80 or 90%.   I guess because it is on the coast of the Pacific Ocean and we don't have rains, but we do have drizzle and now snow.  I never had a WHITE CHRISTMAS, until last year.  I know I have to get used to it and I guess I am.  I feel cold now, but it is not that painful as it was last year, I am enjoying it more, I can walk outside when it is 40 degrees Fahrenheit.  I guess I am more prepared now.

Zulma...we Michiganders (a stone's throw across the beautiful Lake Michigan), share the cold winters as well, especially with that "Lake Effect"...can't say we get used to it, we just "adapt"...watch out for the crazy drivers!

Birth of Baby changes things for the Rhein family... Since our baby was born, we are no longer the owners of our time.  Now, Sofia is the one who says when things have to be done.  Since we came to Wisconsin, I have been looking for a job.  I worked for a long time and not working is fine for a maximum of two months then you become so bored, because you have nothing to do.

I clean the house, cook, do the laundry and then...I had nothing to do.  Let's face it, there are no good programs on television, plus the weather was so cold it was boring.

Then, we found out that I was pregnant and I decided to avoid stress and not start looking for a job until after I had the baby.  I had the idea that having a baby wasn't that difficult because my mom had four children and she and my father did a good job.  I soon discovered that having a baby and it being oly the two of us was hard.  I had to give a lot of credit to my beloved husband, Walter, because he helped a lot, and also hugged me when I felt lonely and exhausted.

Balancing Work and a new baby...
Then, I got a proposal to start working as a Bilingual Assistant in a school.  Part of me was jumping because I felt so happy about the idea of working again and the other part of me was crying because I didn't want to leave Sofia.  I am breastfeeding her and I didn't want to interrupt that.  Happily, it is a part time job, only four hours a day and it is the perfect deal.

I feel productive and have some time out of the house, but I have plenty of time to be with Sofia.  I started pumping breastmilk in the mornings, leaving a bottle so Walter can feed her while I am not here, then when I am back, I continue breastfeeding her.   Nothing has changed, I get up early, feed Sofia, put her to sleep, then have a shower, get dressed, have breakfast with Walter, feed Sofia again and get ready and go to work. 

My current job is from 11:30 a.m. to 3:30 p.m. (the perfect schedule), so I feel productive and at the same time I keep feeding my baby.   As Walter is a writer, he works most of the time from home, so he stays with her while I work.   This is also good for Walter...we (mothers) tend to think that the baby is ours and only ours, that the baby is our property and I guessed that was my case.  I didn't give Sofia to Walter for more than 30 minutes so he couldn't spend time with her, but since he stays with her every day for four hours, he has developed a very nice relationship with his daughter.  He says that it is very rewarding to be able to feed the baby, to change her diapers, to play with her and make her sleep.  

He helped me with my guilty feelings, the first week I felt that I was the worst mom in the world for leaving my baby (who was one month and a half), for more than four hours and feel good and productive out of our home.  I wanted to quit, but then I realized that I am not the first and won't be the last woman in the world who has to make that sacrifice.  I love being with our baby, but I need to go out and focus my energy on something else other than the house and the baby.  As I say, "my parents didn't raise me and give me an education to be a housewife a hundred percent of the time", I love to do the things on my own at home, but I also need to go out and feel productive.  It is a nice feeling to get your own money and not have to ask your husband for it when you want something.

I have enjoyed getting to know Zulma, wife of writer, Walter Rhein, very much and appreciate her openness in sharing the culture of her country, Peru.   I think it is important to understand different cultures and how families raise their children...it makes the world seem a "little smaller" when we know that all mothers, regardless of their geographic location, experience a little "mommy guilt".

It is striking that in the United States, most children at the age of 18-years, are off to college campuses, dorm rooms, or apartments in order to strike out on their own.  I have always felt (as do the Rhein's) that 18 is still much too young to leave home.  In Peru, children remain with their parents until they marry...Zulma was 31 when she married and left home; however, Zulma contributed financially to the home, assisting with expenses and taking responsibility for her own living expenses.

More on this interview with Walter Rhein and excerpts about his book "The Bone Sword" will follow.  I hope you enjoy Zulma's experiences as much as I did...

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Becoming In Sync With Your Passionate Side


I truly believe that we all have a deep-seated memory that whispers within us that tells us why we were born and what we came into this wonderful life to experience. I also perceive this embedded echo within our soul as our "true voice" which is the guidance we follow to life out our life's passion. As grow older; however, marry, have children, work/family responsibilities the white-noise in our daily lives pushes our "true voice" back somewhere, so far away, that we cannot hear it anymore. The result? We become less passionate in our lives or worse yet, forget what our passions once were.


So...why bother finding passion?


What's the point in identifying passion in our lives and living these out? I guess you have to ask yourself if you believe that your life is truly filled with joy, meaning and improves your health, relationships, self-image, creativity and maybe even your income?


Understanding or being in touch with what we are passionate about helps find a source of joy, inner peace, inspiration, success, improves our relationships with others and points us in the direction of a positive outlook.


In the book, The Last Lecture, by Randy Pausch he made a number of compelling observations in his own life...one of which was something like this.. "Brick walls are there to help us know how bad we want something?" I added the question mark so you might ask yourself if this is true..and I think it is.



Passion Has Its own energy... Passion is a gift of the spirit combined with the totality of all the experiences we have lived through...each of us is endowed with the power to live and communicate with unbridled enthusiasm. Passion is most evident when the mind, body and spirit work with each other to create, develop and articulate feelings and ideas. Passion will enable you to overcome obstacles (real or imagined) and to see the world as a place of infinite potential.


You cannot fake passion...we sense it in the lack of sincerity, authenticity or lack of quality in a product...the power of passion forces us to see others for who they are, who they are becoming and often...and unfortunately, who they can never be.


Many men and women run from personal or professional passion for fear of being hurt. Past experiences dwell deep within each of us as a reminder of the searing pain of being hurt or burned and rears its ugly head in relationships, love and work. Sometimes, we become afrraid to take risks that come with living life to its fullest.


Most people, I think, when they have touched the fringes of true passion in their lives, if only for the briefest moment, at the most unexpected juncture in their lives, having the chance to inhale the "aroma of chance", "caressed themselves with the true passion of genuine affection"...we experience a glimpse of what passion has the potential to claim in our lives..


Which is frightening...


And some choose not to return to passion, staying far away, opting for the...predictable existence without passion.


Rather than taking a leap of faith...


Immersing yourself in the waters of the deepest joys...


Insisting instead on the safest "bubble"


That becomes...a sanitary, loveless, lifeless, colorless world where nothing new ever happens...day after day..month after month...year after year....until we forget what passion in our lives has the potential to become...


Imagine...instead....how much more meaningful your life would be with passion...as a person, as a lover, as a friend, as a business owner, employee, writer, artist, musician, husband, wife....


Imagine, for a moment...a world where we lived for the moment, spending more time enjoing reality than trying to escape it...a place where we don't need lawyers to stand before judges, psychologists to tell us we have emotional problems, or clergy to talk to the God on our behalf...


Living With Passion...Daily... The real sin in life is lacking the courage to express our convictions and zest for life....it should be a crime to bottle up passion you have once felt in order to "bottle it up" in a controlled fashion of literal non-existence.


In fact, I can't think of a worse existence than one where we are unable or refusing the things in life that need to be said, not singing what needs to be sung or forcing ourselves to no longer feel what was intended to be felt.


PASSION..shapes our existence and fuels the fire of inspiration and makes the heart and mind open up to change. It is fuel for the soul...a spark that illuminates our purpose.


Passion is yours to experience and revel in...even if it causes you to fall down and scrape your elbow ..in this world called "life", passion is your birthright..it is within you..it is yours to discover and master...it is yours to share with the world to make it a better place.


Passion...in love...is sparked by desire, fueled by love, sustained by hope, and re-defines itself over time to become stronger, deeper and more satisfying...passion in love is necessary to maintain a solid relationship between a man and a woman. When one or both loses passion, a significant link is broken and if broken over a long period of time becomes buried in the mundane activities of daily life until it dims to literal non-existence. Passion in love is what drew a man and a woman together in the first place...love is what sustains passion over time and differentiates itself between the impatience and "have to have it now" demands of lust. A relationship without passion, changes the definition of love and instead of being "in love"...we co-exist with love for another..they are two very different things much like empathy and sympathy. Living a lifetime without passion can seem more of a dull existence or become a "sentence" than choosing one with passion.


Passion in our daily lives with work or creative outlets is fuled by passion. Many people walk through the phases of life where their ideals, goals and desires change...everyone has a "fuel" for living..it is not something that is slapped into our genes by evolution (also known as survival)...we all want to survive! What is survival though if we are unfulfilled? What are we passionate enough about to feed our souls? At some point in life, each and every one of us may ask the silent question... what is my purpose? This is probably one of the most well-known rhetorical questions of the universe.


Writing is a creative outlook I have developed a passion for over the years..it is only recently I made the conscious choice to find my "true voice", buried deep within years of practiced "blocking" to accomplish the goal of meeting survival needs in my own life (providing income, child-rearing, maid, nurse, friend, mother, daughter, employee....). I ask myself, just how difficult is it to take a giant leap of faith, to listen keenly to a voice that has become so distant it is a soft whisper...to begin to hear it come closer and more audible?


Living Passion ....Discover what matters the most to you...passion is what you hunger to do, life is your blank canvas to create a masterpiece. Make the decision to choose in FAVOR of passion...opportunities that come your way, make a selection in the honor of your passion in your personal life and your work life.


Understand that we all have limitations, fears, moments of confusion and paths to take to arrive at chosen or preferred destinations...it takes time to heal, to transform ourselves to achieve these objectives. Rather than stall in your tracks...find the resources that will reveal the passions for your ideal life.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

50 Things About Me You Probably Don't Need To Know...

I woke up this morning and it was freezing out, so as usual went to pour myself a cup of hot coffee to get myself moving except there was none. Frustrated and not even remotely excited about a run to the grocery store with my wrinkled jammies on and cookie crumbs stuck to the front of my shirt I make a mental list of a few things we need just in case....so this gets me thinking about lists in general. Lists are pretty helpful at work, the infamous grocery list (see above), don't forget the spelling lists in grade school so..why not a blog list about myself? Can't hurt..probably won't help...may make you laugh or see a little bit of yourself? I hope so! Well, here we go...
1. My hair color is naturally brown.

2. It is now whatever "natural color" is on the box on the shelf at Walmart.

3. I am a closet lover of Barry Manilow's music... (Remember Mandy?)

4. And, of course David Cassidy (I think I love you), Elton John and Neil Young (Harvest Moon)

5. I try to read as many books as I can.

6. I try to exercise, if you call racing through the grocery store, fighting through a herd of women at a JC Penney sale and running the sweeper on three household floors (including steps) exercise.

7. My first job was as a receptionist in a beauty shop.

8. I really need to spend more time in the beauty shop.

9. I once ran over a goose driving downtown near the ponds. Although I cried, I didn't report it...and years later I'm told it is a punishable crime...so I cried again and still don't think I've recovered.

10. My best friend dated my first boyfriend in high school.

11. We're still best friends, but neither of us is still dating him.

12. I annoy my friends with advice on medical issues/health, relationships, and the like. It helps to always have a listening ear and I get a lot of blog topic ideas.

13. A therapist would probably love me.

14. My father and step father died within two months of each other in 2005.

15. I will never completely recover nor will my life ever be the same. I am still coming to terms with this while everyone else has moved on.

16. I lost a piece of myself that year, forgot how to fall asleep without the television on because the feeling of being alone was as palpable as a pulse.

17. A therapist would probably love me.

18. Five years later and I am starting to heal. Healing feels good.

19. I love to take pictures.

20. I am horrible at taking pictures.

21. I love to crochet and sew. I figure I'm an old grannie at heart and yet I neither crochet or sew well. Case in point, my oldest took his varisty football jersey to the local cleaners who had a seamstress he paid to sew his nameplate on....lest I sew it crooked.

22. I am lucky enough to have a few really good friends.

23. One of them lives far away.

24. I miss her.

25. I love Victoria's Secret.

26. I only buy the Victoria's Secret perfume or wait to get it at Christmas or birthday as a gift.

27. I don't do justice to the "lingerie" as pictured in the catalog, even though after having four kids I finally can vouch for having boobs now.

28. My boobs sag and droop southward since I have had four kids. Thankful for the "push-ups" and I am not talking about the ice cream.

29. I love chocolate and wine.

30. Together or separate.

31. I once got so many parking tickets from the local university I was banned from parking on campus. Might have helped had I paid them.

32. I am a crybaby...cry on cue at movies, a good book, my daughter's essays, Mother's Day Cards, Father's Day Cards, birthday cards, weddings, funerals...well you get the idea.

33. I am not smarter than a 5th grader.. I've seen the show and I apparently am dumber every day.

34. We have over 300 channels on cable television. Can't get Internet unless you buy the "package".

35. I don't like television except for the occasional good movie...I'd rather read a book or sit outside in the sun and take a nap.

36. I can bake a really mean apple pie, can my own jelly, pickles, salsa, applesauce.

37. This usually indicates I have too much time on my hands.

38. My children are my happiness.

39. I would love to go to Italy.

40. I decided that after I saw Julia Roberts in the movie Eat, Pray, Love.

41. I can cook a turkey.

42. Would rather go to mom's and eat her turkey - it's always better when someone else cooks for you..not talking about Little Ceasars.

43. I do love to grow things...kids, flowers, shrubbery.

44. The kids are growing okay, flowers and shrubbery never made it.

45. We have three cats and a new puppy which we did not need since we are trying to sell our house; however, it was important to my daughter so I caved in.

46. Need my carpets cleaned BADLY (see 45).

47. I gave my oldest child the middle name "Patrick". He was born on St. Patrick's day and after 72 hours of grueling labor, a kind anesthesiologist put me out of my misery with this wonderful invention called an EPIDURAL....

48. I miss my father's voice every day.

49. Learning to live with loss is a part of my journey and has had a part in making me who I am today....Healing is a good thing and writing a blog has proven very therapeutic at times as well as a bit humorous.

50. A therapist would probably love me!


I wasn't sure if I had 50-things...probably could have kept going. The Internet is a vast sea of blogs and some are so well written and thought out they make me sit up and take stock. HOW do they share their experiences and write them with such clarity? I think you have to start within and build off of your own experiences....even a silly list like this one builds on the fact that I, like you, am an original and each of us as a story to tell....tell me yours?