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Practice nonattachment Cultivate the habit of free – a) use the library, quit buying books on Amazon; b) listen to WWOZ, quit buying Itunes songs; c) revisit your wardrobe, no more clothes/shoes/jewelry. A mitzvah a day Quit making lists
Across my Yahoo homepage flashed a news blurb about cities losing their populations – I clicked on it because the image was definitely New Orleans shotgun houses and I was surprised to read this sentence “New Orleans has lost a quarter of its population over the last 10 years as a result of Katrina.” Katrina happened in 2005.
There were 79 million babies born between the years 1946 to 1964 and let’s say half were women, and they are now reaching menopause, and guess what – the hot flashes alone are what is tilting this planet towards extinction.
We had friends from Puerto Rico, Brazil, and the neighborhood over today for New Year’s lucky food – black eyed peas with turkey tasso, cabbage, mashed sweet potatoes with a lucky dime hidden in them, garbanzos with dates and star anise, rice pilaf, cauliflower, and loads of sweets from sweet potato pie to homemade cookies sent home from last night’s party with us. It’s like we got up and went into this whir whir whir…
Last night, we came home from a party to put Tin to bed and found ourselves falling in right behind him. It had been a long and emotionally trying day with a lot of the same monsters rearing their heads and when we were lying in bed the fireworks outside mirrored the fireworks inside. I woke this morning with an email from a friend who sent this Hawaiian poem from Dr. Ihaleakala Hew Len called…
My Russian friend is want to say hope dies last and that is at least one note to end this year on. A Turkish friend sent this message: Umutlarn gerçege dönüstügü, saglk ve mutlulugun eksik olmadigi, basari dolu bir yeni yil dileriz Roughly meaning may your dreams come true; where there is health and happiness, the success of a new year has hope. For my Spanish friends, Prospero Año y Felicidad. Happy New Year to…
I walked through the park this morning with the dogs and along the way marveled at the pelicans diving for food beak first in the bayou, the cormorants sitting on the naked tree and all of my fellow dog walkers who were out before the rains. The air was thick with humidity and it felt like it was New Year’s eve for some reason – friends and neighbors greeted me from near and far HAPPY…
I could never get used to excessive Christmas present mornings – it just isn’t in my cards, but I could very well get used to this week between Christmas and New Years, where you have not quite finished nor quite begun. I started with a quick dog walk around the bayou, not our usual long one through the park because I wanted to get to an earlier yoga class, which was divine. T and I…
There is nothing more romantic than a Mexican love song, no? Watch this video, beautiful. Then again, how about an American love song by none other than Stevie Wonder? Watch this video. If you just want to watch someone amazing, watch Aretha looking gloriously beautiful singing a song written by Wonder. Here’s a video I could watch over and over, Evan (or EBAN as Tin yells his name every time he hears a clarinet playing).…
I read this obit this morning and smiled. What a great way to be remembered – making a killer stuffed mirliton. That is an obituary fit for a New Orleanian. We could all be so lucky. There is a guide in the New York Times this morning that says you should back all of your photos up to the cloud like Google’s Picasa – after my computer blow outs of 2010, I think it is…