Well, seems as if this week has been all about confronting my personal truths. Like:
I don't mind getting old. I really enjoy the wisdom it brings.
Needs to change to:
I don't mind getting old as long as I can still move as quick as when I was young and don't have any pain or "issues" of aging.
Ugh. My back. I am a really bad "patient". I have no patience for it. And I complain and get pissed off about it. For all my preaching about problems being opportunities for growth and learning to bear what you have to with grace and dignity, I would really prefer to choose when, where and how long my opportunity exists.
I just don't get it. I believe that pain and illness can sometimes be a indicator or metaphor for things you need to learn in life. For example, if you have a pain in the neck, chances are you have someone in your life who is a pain in the neck. Deal with them and the pain goes away. Shoulder pain comes from "shouldering" too much responsibility. Knee issues come from not having your needs met, get it? K-nee-ds. I also believe that there are never any real rules so don't write me and tell me the theory is wrong. Chaos theory always over-rides any other theory, that's the only real rule. We're not supposed to know everything....
But anyway, according to the body metaphor charts, my problem(s )are telling me:
Lower back is all about support and flexibility, a pulled muscle is indicating being overwhelmed, straining, feeling not good enough. Acute Pain means pay attention now!, Itching (I have a daggone scalp eruption happening at the same time) is about trying, struggling, confused and the hot flashes are about fear. The injury is on my right side so it represents yang (male) energy.
Wow. But here's the thing. I had none of those problems until I hurt my freaking back! And then, Hell Yeah, I'm worried about my flexibility and feeling overwhelmed and paying attention! I AM confused about my stupid scalp and I have to admit to having some fear that I will incinerate during a hot flash.
Sigh. It makes me a bit grumpy to be in pain. And then it makes me feel bad because I know many, many people who live with pain their whole life. So then I feel like I suck cause I complain so much. But I really kinda have alot going on right now that I really need to take care of.
Perhaps that's the real message.
Unless you can come up with some other theory that doesn't require me to think that the world can revolve without my important self.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
The time has come the walrus said....
Had an interesting morning. Went to meet with a yoga student who happens to own a dance studio. She had asked me a few months ago whether I'd be interested in teaching yoga in her studio. Remembering the Slim and Tone year of ugh, I had been really reluctant to even consider it so I have been putting her off. And putting her off.
Finally agreed to meet with her, after stewing about not wanting to work any harder and wanting my own center and what not. Hurt my back really bad yesterday (when will I learn to not show people what not to do?), went to the chiropractor who made it worse, was up all night writhing in pain, thought about canceling but felt really bad since I'd put her off for so long so I went.
Duh. It was beautiful.
Duh. I need to start expanding my horizons.
Duh. It is time to move on and stop procrastinating.
I'm not getting any younger you know. The only way to truly realize my potential is to get on with it. Time to stop stagnating.
It's a neat set up because there are other like minded souls there. An acupuncturist, a chiropractor, a financial analyst (not sure how that fits but whatever, Lord knows I could use the help) We can all help one another. And dancers! You may not know this but I love to dance---biggest disappointment of my life was being too short to be a Rockette....
So I'm kinda stoked. Is this it? Is this the start? It's a great place to do Reiki and private classes and it's also a neat complement to my other places. It's smaller and more intimate than World Gym and it has walls and mirrors for my CCPC folks to actually SEE their poses. It's got a little something for everyone.
And it's got windows with blinds that open from the top so you can see the tree tops. That's what sold me....geek that I am LOL!
So now the question is.... What took me so long? I have a really good feeling about this.
If I could just get over the back thing and the sweating thing....errgh.
Finally agreed to meet with her, after stewing about not wanting to work any harder and wanting my own center and what not. Hurt my back really bad yesterday (when will I learn to not show people what not to do?), went to the chiropractor who made it worse, was up all night writhing in pain, thought about canceling but felt really bad since I'd put her off for so long so I went.
Duh. It was beautiful.
Duh. I need to start expanding my horizons.
Duh. It is time to move on and stop procrastinating.
I'm not getting any younger you know. The only way to truly realize my potential is to get on with it. Time to stop stagnating.
It's a neat set up because there are other like minded souls there. An acupuncturist, a chiropractor, a financial analyst (not sure how that fits but whatever, Lord knows I could use the help) We can all help one another. And dancers! You may not know this but I love to dance---biggest disappointment of my life was being too short to be a Rockette....
So I'm kinda stoked. Is this it? Is this the start? It's a great place to do Reiki and private classes and it's also a neat complement to my other places. It's smaller and more intimate than World Gym and it has walls and mirrors for my CCPC folks to actually SEE their poses. It's got a little something for everyone.
And it's got windows with blinds that open from the top so you can see the tree tops. That's what sold me....geek that I am LOL!
So now the question is.... What took me so long? I have a really good feeling about this.
If I could just get over the back thing and the sweating thing....errgh.
Monday, June 18, 2007
Happy, happy, joy, joy
Sometimes it amazes me how happy I am. Considering where I come from, WHAT I come from, where I've been, what I've seen, it's a pretty impressive feat to feel the joy I do. It can only be attributed to grace. And maybe some luck. Hmmm, luck and grace, same thing? Not really.
"Tis grace that brought me safe thus far...."
Happiness and satisfaction are different things. We all can see room for improvement in our lives, in ourselves, in those around us, in our choices. That's a necessary thing, otherwise, we would not grow, we would not make the changes we need to make to become who we are. And I think you can be temporarily satisfied fairly easily but long term happiness comes from inside. You cannot create happiness. You can get things out of the way so you can feel it but you can't MAKE it happen.
The Dalai Lama said "Happiness IS our natural state, our purpose in life is to be happy"
I remember when I read that the first time years ago. I was appalled. I come from a land of "whoever is the most miserable wins". Trouble equals attention. Happiness feels weird and means it's your job to take care of all the misery. In Christianity we are taught that it's all about suffering and then we get to add that big ole guilt trip of Jesus suffering and dying for our sins and how we need to be remorseful and pay penance. It is bad to feel good. We must suffer. Because life just isn't miserable enough on it's own.
Zen philosophy has a saying, "Why lay your head on a rock when a pillow is nearby?"
If Jesus died for our sins, why would he want us to continue suffering? Isn't the whole goal that we feed His sheep? And when you do that, doesn't it make you HAPPY? Mmmmm. Why do we pretend and create hardship when we have all we need already?
We don't meditate to find answers. The answers are already there. We meditate to uncover them. We spend our whole lives being conditioned, we are taught what to feel, what to say, how to act, what is right, what is wrong, who to hate, who to love. Everything we believe to be true has been told to us by others. In books, on TV, in our homes. It becomes impossible to hear that "small still voice". We have to learn to let go of all the other voices, even our own.
So we begin the process of dropping. Every thought that comes up, we drop. We let it go, we do not attach it to us, we wait. It can take years. God doesn't speak in words.
One day we get a glimpse. And "ten thousand doors" open all at once. And we continue dropping. LOL...kinda like when you get tree for the first time and you get so excited that you fall over. And then you have to get over the excitement.....
As time goes on and I have dedicated myself to this truth pilgrimage and have learned to slowly continue to let go of all my conditioning, I have seen the glimpse.
The glimpse is happiness. And when you stop looking it's there.
Amazing.
"Tis grace that brought me safe thus far...."
Happiness and satisfaction are different things. We all can see room for improvement in our lives, in ourselves, in those around us, in our choices. That's a necessary thing, otherwise, we would not grow, we would not make the changes we need to make to become who we are. And I think you can be temporarily satisfied fairly easily but long term happiness comes from inside. You cannot create happiness. You can get things out of the way so you can feel it but you can't MAKE it happen.
The Dalai Lama said "Happiness IS our natural state, our purpose in life is to be happy"
I remember when I read that the first time years ago. I was appalled. I come from a land of "whoever is the most miserable wins". Trouble equals attention. Happiness feels weird and means it's your job to take care of all the misery. In Christianity we are taught that it's all about suffering and then we get to add that big ole guilt trip of Jesus suffering and dying for our sins and how we need to be remorseful and pay penance. It is bad to feel good. We must suffer. Because life just isn't miserable enough on it's own.
Zen philosophy has a saying, "Why lay your head on a rock when a pillow is nearby?"
If Jesus died for our sins, why would he want us to continue suffering? Isn't the whole goal that we feed His sheep? And when you do that, doesn't it make you HAPPY? Mmmmm. Why do we pretend and create hardship when we have all we need already?
We don't meditate to find answers. The answers are already there. We meditate to uncover them. We spend our whole lives being conditioned, we are taught what to feel, what to say, how to act, what is right, what is wrong, who to hate, who to love. Everything we believe to be true has been told to us by others. In books, on TV, in our homes. It becomes impossible to hear that "small still voice". We have to learn to let go of all the other voices, even our own.
So we begin the process of dropping. Every thought that comes up, we drop. We let it go, we do not attach it to us, we wait. It can take years. God doesn't speak in words.
One day we get a glimpse. And "ten thousand doors" open all at once. And we continue dropping. LOL...kinda like when you get tree for the first time and you get so excited that you fall over. And then you have to get over the excitement.....
As time goes on and I have dedicated myself to this truth pilgrimage and have learned to slowly continue to let go of all my conditioning, I have seen the glimpse.
The glimpse is happiness. And when you stop looking it's there.
Amazing.
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Happy Fahza's Day!
Barry and I have been experiencing old people syndrome this weekend. My back and scalp are a mess. His teeth and pysche are icky. We're just kinda falling apart. Don't ask, we refuse to be "those" old people who tell you every detail of their ickiness, just suffice to say it's icky. Although, I do have to say I'm kinda freaking out about the whole not being able to dye my hair right now thing.....and the hot flashes FOR GOD SAKES MAN WHEN DO THEY STOP!!!!!!!!
Anyway, we ended up trying to "treat" one another's issues yesterday. He gave me a massage for my back and I gave him a Reiki for his issues. We put the table up in the back yard, it was really quite nice. We actually thought it was pretty funny, us baby boomers and our new age "cures". Funny thing is, we both did feel better today :) I don't care if you think it's placebo....whatever works.
We are getting ready for vacation and all of us are very excited. We went out last night and bought special surprises for our friends who are going with us but since some of them actually read this, I can't tell you what they are but we had a ton of fun planning, I'll fill you in later. We've never gone on vacation with friends for any length of time so this will be an experience, I'm sure. Plus, we really love these guys so it should be a trip. Literally. I just can't wait to sit on the beach and feel the breeze and smell the surf...I need it. I need it really bad.
Had a marvelous chat on Friday morning. I'm really thinking that's going to be an every week thing. Friday afternoons, come chat at my house, weather permitting, in my back yard. Just a bit of heaven, really connecting with an amazing person, we all must spend more time doing that and less time not doing it.
I'm kinda in a crossroads. Should I do more? Should I switch? What predicaments. I just really want my own spiritual center, is that so wrong? A place you can go and be quiet and chill and learn and be healed and meet other people with the same goals and desires, where people are kind and actually care....sigh. Will it ever happen? And how hard do I have to work to make it happen?
Moral of the story:
Don't drink wine and blog. You really don't make much sense. And the whole continuity thing sucks.
Happy Father's Day one and all....
Anyway, we ended up trying to "treat" one another's issues yesterday. He gave me a massage for my back and I gave him a Reiki for his issues. We put the table up in the back yard, it was really quite nice. We actually thought it was pretty funny, us baby boomers and our new age "cures". Funny thing is, we both did feel better today :) I don't care if you think it's placebo....whatever works.
We are getting ready for vacation and all of us are very excited. We went out last night and bought special surprises for our friends who are going with us but since some of them actually read this, I can't tell you what they are but we had a ton of fun planning, I'll fill you in later. We've never gone on vacation with friends for any length of time so this will be an experience, I'm sure. Plus, we really love these guys so it should be a trip. Literally. I just can't wait to sit on the beach and feel the breeze and smell the surf...I need it. I need it really bad.
Had a marvelous chat on Friday morning. I'm really thinking that's going to be an every week thing. Friday afternoons, come chat at my house, weather permitting, in my back yard. Just a bit of heaven, really connecting with an amazing person, we all must spend more time doing that and less time not doing it.
I'm kinda in a crossroads. Should I do more? Should I switch? What predicaments. I just really want my own spiritual center, is that so wrong? A place you can go and be quiet and chill and learn and be healed and meet other people with the same goals and desires, where people are kind and actually care....sigh. Will it ever happen? And how hard do I have to work to make it happen?
Moral of the story:
Don't drink wine and blog. You really don't make much sense. And the whole continuity thing sucks.
Happy Father's Day one and all....
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Mixed Emotions of The Trip
Elation: Jersey Boys was awesome!!! What a great show! And I never really cared for Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons, way too pop and sap, in my opinion. But wow. The voices, the sets, the lights, the story, I laughed, I cried, I danced, it was amazing.
Distress: Ummm. Times Square. Yoga Teachers and Times Square, bad combination. I don't get how you can focus on anything there, with so much going on. And I wouldn't have minded it so much if I hadn't seen a young boy almost killed because he didn't make through the cross walk quite in time and a cab refused to stop. No lie. First of many. I was terrified crossing the street. My daughter and later my husband, acted like there was something wrong with me because I thought that was really bad form. The whole reaction is "yep, that's New York" like it's some major survival adventure and supposed to be acceptable and fun. Give me Mount Everest any day...at least there's air.
And I am not even going to try and understand "The Naked Cowboy". Ewww.
Pain: Sitting all day. Ugh. Thought I would lose my mind (and the nerves in my butt)
Irritation: Everything felt very small and closed in everywhere. Felt like Bertha Big Butt trying to maneuver down the street, in the bus, at the theater, the restaurant, just really needed to fling my arms open wide and do warrior....
And witnessing a posse in action was pretty annoying as well.
Disgust: The food.
Joy: Watching my daughter have fun with her mentor, Christa. Seeing how mature my daughter has become as she led me around, being the grown up to her sissy mom. Seeing the sparkle in her eyes during the show. And as she played BINGO---what a dork LOL! Seeing the silliness and closeness of my friend and her daughter.
More Joy: Coming home. My Bed. My House. My Family. AND the fact that I don't have to work til 7pm.
Sadness: The realization that I have lost a friend.
Would I do it again? I would love to see the show again or another show but I would rather be beamed there. Could you arrange that, Scotty?
Distress: Ummm. Times Square. Yoga Teachers and Times Square, bad combination. I don't get how you can focus on anything there, with so much going on. And I wouldn't have minded it so much if I hadn't seen a young boy almost killed because he didn't make through the cross walk quite in time and a cab refused to stop. No lie. First of many. I was terrified crossing the street. My daughter and later my husband, acted like there was something wrong with me because I thought that was really bad form. The whole reaction is "yep, that's New York" like it's some major survival adventure and supposed to be acceptable and fun. Give me Mount Everest any day...at least there's air.
And I am not even going to try and understand "The Naked Cowboy". Ewww.
Pain: Sitting all day. Ugh. Thought I would lose my mind (and the nerves in my butt)
Irritation: Everything felt very small and closed in everywhere. Felt like Bertha Big Butt trying to maneuver down the street, in the bus, at the theater, the restaurant, just really needed to fling my arms open wide and do warrior....
And witnessing a posse in action was pretty annoying as well.
Disgust: The food.
Joy: Watching my daughter have fun with her mentor, Christa. Seeing how mature my daughter has become as she led me around, being the grown up to her sissy mom. Seeing the sparkle in her eyes during the show. And as she played BINGO---what a dork LOL! Seeing the silliness and closeness of my friend and her daughter.
More Joy: Coming home. My Bed. My House. My Family. AND the fact that I don't have to work til 7pm.
Sadness: The realization that I have lost a friend.
Would I do it again? I would love to see the show again or another show but I would rather be beamed there. Could you arrange that, Scotty?
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Old Blogs
I had mentioned a few months ago that I couldn't find my camera cord and that I had a ton of pictures that I really wanted to see but couldn't. Not to make a short story long but I really feel like this was an ordeal. But I'll give you a choice:
Short Story: I am able to download my pictures and have done so.
Long Story: First I ordered a replacement cord that blew the USB port, then I cleaned the entire house top to bottom to try and find the original, then I ordered a replacement directly from Fuji, which took some doing, when I got the cord, guess what? It blew the USB port. We searched all of Bowie to find a smart card reader to no avail. Then Cory went and bought another camera for himself so I stole his FUJI and it turned out that it could hold my memory card but just as we found this out, my motherboard fried so we had to put the old in the new. All this took 5 months.
Bottom Line: I have downloaded my pictures and videos. Not all but I'm getting there. Some are on Fun Pictures if you want to see them.
More unnecessary technical info: Verizon will not download my pictures without a struggle so I bypass this by downloading my newsletters and pictures to my old Xanga blog, which has a really good photo host and then I can just insert the html code to here and save space and it works well.
Why did I tell you all this?
So last night I discovered that I could create a whole photo module that you could click on the photo and it would take you to my whole photo blog on Xanga. I was trying to decide whether I wanted people to access my old blog and started looking at some old posts to see if I needed to censor or not. This blog goes back to 2004 and to say there have been many changes in my life would be an understatement.
So why did I tell you all this?
When I was reading some old entries, it struck me that I used to be much funnier. Much, much funnier. And much more real. And much more personal. And much more helpful. And angry, sad, happy, wacky, enthusiastic, etc.... There is a distinct change that I can pin point but won't.
Bottom line (really!) I discovered that I already am really censoring myself, trying to be PC and cynically entertaining. It's obvious that I am worried about repercussions. (imagined, not real) And guess what?
Joke em.
I gotta be me..... I gotta be me.....
Now really, if you made it this far, was it worth it? LOL!
Sorry. Setting a personal reminder. Hope you enjoy the pictures. As soon as Youtube gets my video up, you can see it on the home page. It's my fish in my pond :)
Oh don't worry. Now I can finally do some GOOD videos......stay tuned.
Short Story: I am able to download my pictures and have done so.
Long Story: First I ordered a replacement cord that blew the USB port, then I cleaned the entire house top to bottom to try and find the original, then I ordered a replacement directly from Fuji, which took some doing, when I got the cord, guess what? It blew the USB port. We searched all of Bowie to find a smart card reader to no avail. Then Cory went and bought another camera for himself so I stole his FUJI and it turned out that it could hold my memory card but just as we found this out, my motherboard fried so we had to put the old in the new. All this took 5 months.
Bottom Line: I have downloaded my pictures and videos. Not all but I'm getting there. Some are on Fun Pictures if you want to see them.
More unnecessary technical info: Verizon will not download my pictures without a struggle so I bypass this by downloading my newsletters and pictures to my old Xanga blog, which has a really good photo host and then I can just insert the html code to here and save space and it works well.
Why did I tell you all this?
So last night I discovered that I could create a whole photo module that you could click on the photo and it would take you to my whole photo blog on Xanga. I was trying to decide whether I wanted people to access my old blog and started looking at some old posts to see if I needed to censor or not. This blog goes back to 2004 and to say there have been many changes in my life would be an understatement.
So why did I tell you all this?
When I was reading some old entries, it struck me that I used to be much funnier. Much, much funnier. And much more real. And much more personal. And much more helpful. And angry, sad, happy, wacky, enthusiastic, etc.... There is a distinct change that I can pin point but won't.
Bottom line (really!) I discovered that I already am really censoring myself, trying to be PC and cynically entertaining. It's obvious that I am worried about repercussions. (imagined, not real) And guess what?
Joke em.
I gotta be me..... I gotta be me.....
Now really, if you made it this far, was it worth it? LOL!
Sorry. Setting a personal reminder. Hope you enjoy the pictures. As soon as Youtube gets my video up, you can see it on the home page. It's my fish in my pond :)
Oh don't worry. Now I can finally do some GOOD videos......stay tuned.
Monday, June 11, 2007
Many things.....
What a weekend....but first...
How do you milk a soy bean?
Anyway. So, remember that electricity thing in my hands I was writing about? Firday my motherboard fried. No kidding. Just blew...lights a flashing, gone. No warning, one minute it was there, the next...poof! At the same time, I get a call from Barry that his truck died. And I guess there was some big electrical something that took out lots of people's computers?? (I really need to start paying attention)
Fortunately, Barry had won a computer a couple months ago AND his brother who spends half his waking life tinkering on computers just happened to come over like 10 minutes later so he just popped the old hard drive into the new and we can use both...blah, computers are boring mmmyeah. So we are lucky. And good to go, cept for having to re-install all the programs,,,,boring, mmmyeah.
Went to see Jesus Christ Superstar at Wolf Trap on Saturday. It was really great, really powerful. Jesus was Ted Neely, who believe it or not can still hit those insane notes. It was kinda funny when he first came out though because there was a hush in the whole audience as each person turned to one another and said "OHHHH HE"S OLD!!!!!" Like we all expected him not to age....
Judas was amazing. Man, that music is sooo good and sooo hard! I can't imagine doing a play with that kind of talent--we think we have talent AND WE DO but a whole cast of musicians who are as good as our best musician is just amazing. The harmonies.....and the dancing...sigh. Wow. Although I did have many people come up to me and say that our staging of "Trial before Pilate" was much better...but they could just be being nice :) But I do sort of agree (sssh, don't tell!) But the rest OMG, amazing. And Ted Neely was really great, even though he kinda looked like an old oriental sage--it worked, sort of made it kung fu--ish....
It was great to see everyone too! If you've never done a play, it's hard to understand just how much of a family you create during it. You really do miss everyone when it's done...it's like everyone moved or something. It's so nice to get to hug each other and plot the "next one"...
Speaking of,
I put a survey on the CCPC Theater page for who ever is interested to have a say in what they think the next play should be. The responses have been really interesting. I'll put a list when I get done this post.
Lastly, went to church Sunday. (that's 2 in a row!!!) Can someone tell me what the heck is the deal with the music? As I heard someone around me singing (no names!)
Just wondering....sigh. It would be kinda fun to kick it up a notch or two...or have some more Women's Sunday with spirit and enthusiasm. Arrgh. I used to like "God of the Sparrow". When it's not a death march. Crud. I really want to go to church every week. And I really don't want to spend the whole time wishing it was over....
Sorry. Just venting...
Have a great week, talk to you soon
How do you milk a soy bean?
Anyway. So, remember that electricity thing in my hands I was writing about? Firday my motherboard fried. No kidding. Just blew...lights a flashing, gone. No warning, one minute it was there, the next...poof! At the same time, I get a call from Barry that his truck died. And I guess there was some big electrical something that took out lots of people's computers?? (I really need to start paying attention)
Fortunately, Barry had won a computer a couple months ago AND his brother who spends half his waking life tinkering on computers just happened to come over like 10 minutes later so he just popped the old hard drive into the new and we can use both...blah, computers are boring mmmyeah. So we are lucky. And good to go, cept for having to re-install all the programs,,,,boring, mmmyeah.
Went to see Jesus Christ Superstar at Wolf Trap on Saturday. It was really great, really powerful. Jesus was Ted Neely, who believe it or not can still hit those insane notes. It was kinda funny when he first came out though because there was a hush in the whole audience as each person turned to one another and said "OHHHH HE"S OLD!!!!!" Like we all expected him not to age....
Judas was amazing. Man, that music is sooo good and sooo hard! I can't imagine doing a play with that kind of talent--we think we have talent AND WE DO but a whole cast of musicians who are as good as our best musician is just amazing. The harmonies.....and the dancing...sigh. Wow. Although I did have many people come up to me and say that our staging of "Trial before Pilate" was much better...but they could just be being nice :) But I do sort of agree (sssh, don't tell!) But the rest OMG, amazing. And Ted Neely was really great, even though he kinda looked like an old oriental sage--it worked, sort of made it kung fu--ish....
It was great to see everyone too! If you've never done a play, it's hard to understand just how much of a family you create during it. You really do miss everyone when it's done...it's like everyone moved or something. It's so nice to get to hug each other and plot the "next one"...
Speaking of,
I put a survey on the CCPC Theater page for who ever is interested to have a say in what they think the next play should be. The responses have been really interesting. I'll put a list when I get done this post.
Lastly, went to church Sunday. (that's 2 in a row!!!) Can someone tell me what the heck is the deal with the music? As I heard someone around me singing (no names!)
"Grant us courage,
Grant us PATIENCE,
As this song goes on and on......."
Just wondering....sigh. It would be kinda fun to kick it up a notch or two...or have some more Women's Sunday with spirit and enthusiasm. Arrgh. I used to like "God of the Sparrow". When it's not a death march. Crud. I really want to go to church every week. And I really don't want to spend the whole time wishing it was over....
Sorry. Just venting...
Have a great week, talk to you soon
Thursday, June 07, 2007
An Update
I've had a wonderful, strange, enlightening week. And now I hurt my back. Strange how things go back and forth. And oh! I just thought of something really interesting. I don't know if I should share it or not.....Wait. Let me walk away and center--little scattered, can you tell?
Okay. Deep breath. So many things have happened this week, so many wonderful things that it would take all day to tell them all, I will try and give the Reader's Digest Condensed version. I am not promising anything. I know I tend to get a bit....well....shall we say, wordy? To be helpful I'll try and highlight the word the paragraph is about and blah, blah, blah.....let me get on with it.
Reiki Attunement II. Wow. What a wonderful day. After I got home, my best friend from forever (my BFFF) came over and I gave her a Reiki. The energy is much more powerful in a much calmer way. The weirdest thing was that all week I could not touch electronics without my hands burning. You could actually SEE where it was burning, so strange. That's why I haven't blogged earlier, it hurt! Hey, you don't have to believe it--- Talking on the phone was an ordeal. And I couldn't touch a remote either.... That was okay though, have you been outside? What a beautiful week.
Titanic. So the weird thing I thought of....and again, you don't have to believe it.... I gave Rhia a Reiki on Tuesday. Outside, in the back yard, under the gazebo. It was lovely. It so wonderful giving this gift to those you love so deeply because the energy is even more powerful since the energy IS love. It's easy to love everyone as a love for mankind but when it's one of your own, it goes to new levels. Whatever, I can't explain it. Anyway, when I was working at her feet, I closed my eyes and just gave over to the energy, completely losing myself in the process. When I sort of came back, I realized that I was swaying side to side, just like I was on a boat or in a boat, involuntarily. I was playing with it, thinking it was very interesting but it was sort of overwhelming, sort of way beyond the both of us, it was even a little frightening, so I moved on and didn't really think of it again. Until this morning. When I read Rhia's blog:
"So I finally saw Titanic all the way through a couple days ago. I was able to actually watch it instead of just laugh at the end when all the people are falling off the boat. I didn't laugh this time. Instead, I was deeply affected by it. If you believe in reincarnation, you know that you come back in different lives as many different people. I believe I was on that ship.
I was a young woman of about 26 years old, first class, brown hair. My family (Mother and Father with a sibling and my husband) had gotten their tickets and were ready to embark on a journey to America to start a business of our own and make millions. We already had connections and had a meeting the day after to settle the deal. When the ice berg hit, we were sound asleep in our beds, but were woken up and got to make our way to the lifeboats first. My mother and I were lucky, as we got to hop aboard the third lifeboat that would leave the ship. My father and husband and sibling never made if off the boat, or at least, we never heard from them again. It was a horrid sight, bodies as far as the eye could see, people flinging themselves off the ship. We had plenty of room on our lifeboat that we could have sacrificed for about forty more people but they never filled it. We finally made it to America, but nothing was ever the same.
Or at least that's how I feel it would have been if I were really on the Titanic. So imagine if you were there the night of April 14, 1912. Were you upper class, or lower? Did you survive, or were you forced to drown or freeze? It's fascinating of you really sit down and think about it."
Now I don't know if I believe in reincarnation or not and neither does she but that's pretty weird isn't it?
But now I have to go because my son has the day off and is trying everything in his power to annoy me so I get off the computer so he can tell me about the new camera he wants to buy so he's playing the piano at top sound or whatever you call it and I'm about to kill him....
Anybody renting a room out?.....
Okay. Deep breath. So many things have happened this week, so many wonderful things that it would take all day to tell them all, I will try and give the Reader's Digest Condensed version. I am not promising anything. I know I tend to get a bit....well....shall we say, wordy? To be helpful I'll try and highlight the word the paragraph is about and blah, blah, blah.....let me get on with it.
Reiki Attunement II. Wow. What a wonderful day. After I got home, my best friend from forever (my BFFF) came over and I gave her a Reiki. The energy is much more powerful in a much calmer way. The weirdest thing was that all week I could not touch electronics without my hands burning. You could actually SEE where it was burning, so strange. That's why I haven't blogged earlier, it hurt! Hey, you don't have to believe it--- Talking on the phone was an ordeal. And I couldn't touch a remote either.... That was okay though, have you been outside? What a beautiful week.
Titanic. So the weird thing I thought of....and again, you don't have to believe it.... I gave Rhia a Reiki on Tuesday. Outside, in the back yard, under the gazebo. It was lovely. It so wonderful giving this gift to those you love so deeply because the energy is even more powerful since the energy IS love. It's easy to love everyone as a love for mankind but when it's one of your own, it goes to new levels. Whatever, I can't explain it. Anyway, when I was working at her feet, I closed my eyes and just gave over to the energy, completely losing myself in the process. When I sort of came back, I realized that I was swaying side to side, just like I was on a boat or in a boat, involuntarily. I was playing with it, thinking it was very interesting but it was sort of overwhelming, sort of way beyond the both of us, it was even a little frightening, so I moved on and didn't really think of it again. Until this morning. When I read Rhia's blog:
"So I finally saw Titanic all the way through a couple days ago. I was able to actually watch it instead of just laugh at the end when all the people are falling off the boat. I didn't laugh this time. Instead, I was deeply affected by it. If you believe in reincarnation, you know that you come back in different lives as many different people. I believe I was on that ship.
I was a young woman of about 26 years old, first class, brown hair. My family (Mother and Father with a sibling and my husband) had gotten their tickets and were ready to embark on a journey to America to start a business of our own and make millions. We already had connections and had a meeting the day after to settle the deal. When the ice berg hit, we were sound asleep in our beds, but were woken up and got to make our way to the lifeboats first. My mother and I were lucky, as we got to hop aboard the third lifeboat that would leave the ship. My father and husband and sibling never made if off the boat, or at least, we never heard from them again. It was a horrid sight, bodies as far as the eye could see, people flinging themselves off the ship. We had plenty of room on our lifeboat that we could have sacrificed for about forty more people but they never filled it. We finally made it to America, but nothing was ever the same.
Or at least that's how I feel it would have been if I were really on the Titanic. So imagine if you were there the night of April 14, 1912. Were you upper class, or lower? Did you survive, or were you forced to drown or freeze? It's fascinating of you really sit down and think about it."
Now I don't know if I believe in reincarnation or not and neither does she but that's pretty weird isn't it?
But now I have to go because my son has the day off and is trying everything in his power to annoy me so I get off the computer so he can tell me about the new camera he wants to buy so he's playing the piano at top sound or whatever you call it and I'm about to kill him....
Anybody renting a room out?.....
Monday, June 04, 2007
5 minutes to World Gym
Okay, I got about 5 minutes.... Quick Thoughts:
I hope you got a chance to hear Ann preach yesterday...she was amazing. She took a bible verse you would have just rolled your eyes back in your head and skipped (I mean, it was from Numbers....) and made it come alive in a very touching and interesting way. Bravo Ann!
I got my Reiki II. It was marvelous....even better than Reiki I. In a completely different way, I feel the healing is much more powerful--as do my 2 guinea pigs this weekend :) Speaking of....
I got to spend some time with my best friend from forever. It was fitting that she got to be my first guinea pig since she has been the guinea pig for many a crazy idea of mine. This ones a good one though...I think she really enjoyed it, even when I made her stop breathing. LOL. Don't ask, I won't do that for everyone. Jeesh.
Had a really nice weekend. Really enjoyed church, "Chick Church" is just a whole different atmosphere....wish it was more than once a year. How bout once a month? heh heh, that would go over well.
ooops...gotta go....enjoy your week!
I hope you got a chance to hear Ann preach yesterday...she was amazing. She took a bible verse you would have just rolled your eyes back in your head and skipped (I mean, it was from Numbers....) and made it come alive in a very touching and interesting way. Bravo Ann!
I got my Reiki II. It was marvelous....even better than Reiki I. In a completely different way, I feel the healing is much more powerful--as do my 2 guinea pigs this weekend :) Speaking of....
I got to spend some time with my best friend from forever. It was fitting that she got to be my first guinea pig since she has been the guinea pig for many a crazy idea of mine. This ones a good one though...I think she really enjoyed it, even when I made her stop breathing. LOL. Don't ask, I won't do that for everyone. Jeesh.
Had a really nice weekend. Really enjoyed church, "Chick Church" is just a whole different atmosphere....wish it was more than once a year. How bout once a month? heh heh, that would go over well.
ooops...gotta go....enjoy your week!
Friday, June 01, 2007
Random Rants
So apparently another added bonus to this night sweat thing is that I got to forget how to talk. Like, if you've had your shoulders your whole life, shouldn't you know what their called? And really, losing yourself in an OCD world during yoga is insane. Like, does it really matter all that much if I can't figure out how to do tree & dancer in all 4 corners? OMG. What a week.
I'm seriously worried about not being able to do my job. Thank God my students are forgiving souls. As Laverne said, "We like it when you do yoga with us and mess up cause it makes us feel like we don't look so bad....." Glad I could be of some service. LOL! I've been following my doctor's advice and actually doing more yoga which has been really fun for me, but I suspect not so great for my students who are looking for professionalism....Having a hot flash in the middle of a pose makes it a bit difficult to stay connected to the moment of peace. Especially when the only thought in your head is "Holy Mother of Zeus, it's hot as Hades in here!!!!!" That's a pretty far cry from "breathe in, breathe out, relax on the exhale".....
Went to Bowie's graduation on Wednesday to see my almost daughter graduate. Became rapidly convinced of the total breakdown of society. I mean, am I old fashioned because I believe that when a speaker is talking, it is rude and disrespectful to shout out the names of your kid who can't hear you anyway? And since when did it become okay to have a loud conversation on your cell phone during a public event when you sitting right next to people? I won't even start on the 2 men in back of me who felt it was important that I and everyone know how they got tickets to the event and how drunk they were the night before. No wonder the children act out.....
I know, I know, I'm getting old. I just kept thinking that if it was my kid up there being valedictorian or MC, that I would be really upset that I couldn't hear a word. And then I had a hot flash.
I'm getting Fios today. Wish me luck.
I'm working on the newsletter. Geeesh. Should I change the times of yoga?
I get my Reiki II tomorrow. I'm worried because when I do Reiki, my hands and sometimes my whole body gets hot, like Lori says "did it hurt when you stuck your hands in the microwave?" If I have a hot flash while I'm doing Reiki will I just incinerate on the spot? Big white flash......gone......
Do I seem a bit obsessive to you? Is that just another joy to look forward to?
Don't even mention the irritability to me. It just gets on my nerves.
I'm seriously worried about not being able to do my job. Thank God my students are forgiving souls. As Laverne said, "We like it when you do yoga with us and mess up cause it makes us feel like we don't look so bad....." Glad I could be of some service. LOL! I've been following my doctor's advice and actually doing more yoga which has been really fun for me, but I suspect not so great for my students who are looking for professionalism....Having a hot flash in the middle of a pose makes it a bit difficult to stay connected to the moment of peace. Especially when the only thought in your head is "Holy Mother of Zeus, it's hot as Hades in here!!!!!" That's a pretty far cry from "breathe in, breathe out, relax on the exhale".....
Went to Bowie's graduation on Wednesday to see my almost daughter graduate. Became rapidly convinced of the total breakdown of society. I mean, am I old fashioned because I believe that when a speaker is talking, it is rude and disrespectful to shout out the names of your kid who can't hear you anyway? And since when did it become okay to have a loud conversation on your cell phone during a public event when you sitting right next to people? I won't even start on the 2 men in back of me who felt it was important that I and everyone know how they got tickets to the event and how drunk they were the night before. No wonder the children act out.....
I know, I know, I'm getting old. I just kept thinking that if it was my kid up there being valedictorian or MC, that I would be really upset that I couldn't hear a word. And then I had a hot flash.
I'm getting Fios today. Wish me luck.
I'm working on the newsletter. Geeesh. Should I change the times of yoga?
I get my Reiki II tomorrow. I'm worried because when I do Reiki, my hands and sometimes my whole body gets hot, like Lori says "did it hurt when you stuck your hands in the microwave?" If I have a hot flash while I'm doing Reiki will I just incinerate on the spot? Big white flash......gone......
Do I seem a bit obsessive to you? Is that just another joy to look forward to?
Don't even mention the irritability to me. It just gets on my nerves.
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