It's time, to sow our seeds and birth newness...
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Saturday, March 23, 2013
And it begins...YES!!!
No flood happens without a drop of water, and so the first drop comes. It is small, but it will help, it all helps.
I was asked to help a previous organization that I worked. I told them I would be glad to help out, but temporarily and part time only. I must persue something that will help with my tomorrows, this will not, but I can help and they need it. So, there. Should one of my possibilities become a reality, I will stay on during nights and weekends, documenting the process until they bring someone else in to learn the role.
OK, seriously, snow again? It is spring and we've had quite a bit this winter, are you really, really sure we need snow?
Alright.
Sorry...got a bit side tracked....must be tea time.
Peace out...
BB,
~LM
I was asked to help a previous organization that I worked. I told them I would be glad to help out, but temporarily and part time only. I must persue something that will help with my tomorrows, this will not, but I can help and they need it. So, there. Should one of my possibilities become a reality, I will stay on during nights and weekends, documenting the process until they bring someone else in to learn the role.
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OK, seriously, snow again? It is spring and we've had quite a bit this winter, are you really, really sure we need snow?
Alright.
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Sorry...got a bit side tracked....must be tea time.
Peace out...
BB,
~LM
Friday, March 22, 2013
Spring...well, it is...supposed to be!
Don't know why I had today pegged as the first day of spring this year, but I did. If it isn't the first day then it is the 2nd or 3rd day of spring at least.
HOWEVER, looking at these few pictures that I took this afternoon in my front garden, it does not look very 'spring-y'. The snow is doing well to melt, but the poor daffodils, hyacinths and tulips are green stalks and leaves with ices around. I hope they aren't damaged. I think the crocuses are gone...again...this year. They are fair weather friends, indeed.
I did collect a small amount of the snow (ice pellets), too!
Not sure what for, but who knows when I might need water from the spring snow melt.
I mean for my life; physical and spiritual; my shared connection to all that is and my unique thumbprint on it - to trans...shift...redo/do over...come of age...be enlightened and enlivened in this season and to move on like a snowball (not in the sense that it runs over all, but rather) in the sense that it gets larger, stronger, more of what it is and is supposed to be and can support and be a part of something more.
Some spring-time things to do;
1) Cleaning and clearing.
2) Yard clean up (branches, leaves, flower beds)
3) Family picnic.
4) Egg Hunt.
5) Start seeds indoors (with or without pomp and circumstance).
6) Signs and symbols of fertility, rebirth, resurrection, light; hare, lamb, eggs, green (grass, flowers, trees),
7) Colorful ribbons added to hats, hair, and wreaths.
8) Take a nature walk, see the changes.
9) Citrus fragrances (Lemon, orange) as well as lavender, and hyacinths. Other scents=
10) Rotate tires, oil and filters changed.
11) Taxes (yikes!)
12) Annual physical, spiritual check ups
Peace out.
BB,
~LM
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
100 Things to do this year...
1. Get a job that supports my life (great if in my career field, glorious if I find a dream).
2. Declutter House, Home, Life. (Hmmm...3 separate????)
3. Create a good diet.
Breakfast & morning Snack: Slimfast Shake, Orange, Apple, Coffee, Oatmeal w/Pecans
Lunch: Veg & Fruit, Grain, Protien, Skim Milk
Afternoon snack: Banana, Tea, Granola Bar
Dinner: Protien, Grain, Veg & Fruit
4. Create exercise routine (flexible but a routine, yes).
5. Have reliable transportation.
6. Fix bicycle.
7. Ride bicycle each week (unless rain or snow or other weather prevents).
8. Write 500 word story about _________________________________________.
9. Write 1,000 words about ___________________________________________.
10. Write a Coe revue. (E2) Encore Ensemble troupe.
11. Have spring picnic with children and grands.
12. Sponsor Egg Hunt!
13. Ta-Do at Tasso's after first deposit.
14. Daily tea!
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2. Declutter House, Home, Life. (Hmmm...3 separate????)
3. Create a good diet.
Breakfast & morning Snack: Slimfast Shake, Orange, Apple, Coffee, Oatmeal w/Pecans
Lunch: Veg & Fruit, Grain, Protien, Skim Milk
Afternoon snack: Banana, Tea, Granola Bar
Dinner: Protien, Grain, Veg & Fruit
4. Create exercise routine (flexible but a routine, yes).
5. Have reliable transportation.
6. Fix bicycle.
7. Ride bicycle each week (unless rain or snow or other weather prevents).
8. Write 500 word story about _________________________________________.
9. Write 1,000 words about ___________________________________________.
10. Write a Coe revue. (E2) Encore Ensemble troupe.
11. Have spring picnic with children and grands.
12. Sponsor Egg Hunt!
13. Ta-Do at Tasso's after first deposit.
14. Daily tea!
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Feeling Better
I am still a bit unsure of myself - shaken, I supposed, but fell like things are settling both within and without.
It is almost dream like, though I am frightened of going to sleep. It is not the sleep that scares me, oh how I long for sleep. No, it is being startled awake that I dread.
I did a little laundry, washed the bathroom sink, tinted my hair (while I earned every grey and am not ashamed of them, mine is not a pretty grey like one sees or even a white, but rather dull, wiry, lifeless, so I red it up a bit).
My phone interview yesterday did not go as well as I would have liked, and I know I shouldn't dwell on it, but one is not always really in contrrol of the vehicle that we reside in it would seem to me.
I am HYPERsensitive to negative energy and need to take care - there are senseless, cruel, inconsiderate people on this planet. It saddens me that, but also how close I am to anger because of how much pain I am exhausted by - it is difficult to think straight, not to personalize the chaos and rudeness around me in the world, and am hesitant to join, rejoin life. I suppose it is better than the alternative. There was a time when I wondered if this were realy true and wondered why we all put ourselves and each other through the torment of living when there might be something better, more peaceful...?
I am going to start a few different headings to help me to think of other things - tomorrow things.
Peace out...
BB,
~LM
It is almost dream like, though I am frightened of going to sleep. It is not the sleep that scares me, oh how I long for sleep. No, it is being startled awake that I dread.
I did a little laundry, washed the bathroom sink, tinted my hair (while I earned every grey and am not ashamed of them, mine is not a pretty grey like one sees or even a white, but rather dull, wiry, lifeless, so I red it up a bit).
My phone interview yesterday did not go as well as I would have liked, and I know I shouldn't dwell on it, but one is not always really in contrrol of the vehicle that we reside in it would seem to me.
I am HYPERsensitive to negative energy and need to take care - there are senseless, cruel, inconsiderate people on this planet. It saddens me that, but also how close I am to anger because of how much pain I am exhausted by - it is difficult to think straight, not to personalize the chaos and rudeness around me in the world, and am hesitant to join, rejoin life. I suppose it is better than the alternative. There was a time when I wondered if this were realy true and wondered why we all put ourselves and each other through the torment of living when there might be something better, more peaceful...?
I am going to start a few different headings to help me to think of other things - tomorrow things.
Peace out...
BB,
~LM
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
What happened to February?
Wow...it's March.
I must have been in a strange limborionic state in February because I don't think that I participated in life at all last month.
My job ended at it's predicted 1-year mark (it was a temporary position), then I coughed once (never a good sign for me) and that's all I remember.
Today I am still a bit fuzzy and sluggish, but feel ok...just.k
There is so much to be done and not much time for it all to be done in, but it has to be and one way or another it's going to hit the fan. The difference is what will hit the fan and that will be determined by what is accomplished in the next 2 weeks.
Yep, in the next two weeks life itself will be laid a flourishing foundation that supports growth and goodness, or a barren wasteland that barely provides enough oxigen to breathe.
There are things that I can do and there are opportunities and circumstances over which I have no control.
...pause...
I want to try to clear my head and take stock, but I also want to hurry up and roll the dice.
It is difficult to describe, even to myself and I've lived it, the foggy congealed manner that has settled in my being. Physical manifestations of bleakness. All of my sences have masked areas and I can only hear, see, taste, feel, speak, and smell around the masking. It's like playing a chord but a note is missing. Or like having serious virtigo - you know you are leaning, but you don't know which way to move to right it.
Every tomorrow will be a good day; better than February and hopefully build on each good day!
Until next time...
BB,
~LM
I must have been in a strange limborionic state in February because I don't think that I participated in life at all last month.
My job ended at it's predicted 1-year mark (it was a temporary position), then I coughed once (never a good sign for me) and that's all I remember.
Today I am still a bit fuzzy and sluggish, but feel ok...just.k
There is so much to be done and not much time for it all to be done in, but it has to be and one way or another it's going to hit the fan. The difference is what will hit the fan and that will be determined by what is accomplished in the next 2 weeks.
Yep, in the next two weeks life itself will be laid a flourishing foundation that supports growth and goodness, or a barren wasteland that barely provides enough oxigen to breathe.
There are things that I can do and there are opportunities and circumstances over which I have no control.
...pause...
I want to try to clear my head and take stock, but I also want to hurry up and roll the dice.
It is difficult to describe, even to myself and I've lived it, the foggy congealed manner that has settled in my being. Physical manifestations of bleakness. All of my sences have masked areas and I can only hear, see, taste, feel, speak, and smell around the masking. It's like playing a chord but a note is missing. Or like having serious virtigo - you know you are leaning, but you don't know which way to move to right it.
Every tomorrow will be a good day; better than February and hopefully build on each good day!
Until next time...
BB,
~LM
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