Dare to dream
My last husband accused me of dreaming too small. Well, here’s my big dream: Buy this hotel and run the most awesome B&B in the city of my dreams. All it takes is about $2 million cash so I bought a Power Ball ticket today.
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Month: April 2009
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Clean your cache
When was the last time you cleaned your cache? Well, it’s easy – go to Safari or whatever you use and click Empty Cache from the pulldown.
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Be yourself, everyone else is taken
Ever notice how sometimes when you are being truly honest, open, and yourself that you are not in harmony with the world. What is it that causes these disturbances in the field – is it that you are marching to the beat of a different drum that creates the dissonance? Maybe asserting your will into a situation that offers you no flexibility – damn if you do, damn if you don’t – is something to…
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In the gloaming
Heard some good news today – that a friend who is trying to get pregnant, is. I was in yoga, trying to stretch out the tightness in my back that is only soothed by heavy duty maintenance and the instructor – not Michelle – was talking about finding the beauty within yourself. The friend who told me about our friend said, maybe it’s a good omen for you. Later, I was speaking to a friend…
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I’m not perfect
I started keeping a relationship journal as I was ending my long marriage and beginning to see people randomly. It was helpful to know what had been my past mistakes and how to address them early on. And more importantly how to respond to red flags as they came up. Also to learn more about what I wanted in a relationship versus what I had tolerated before. I was writing in that journal recently exploring…
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Learning how to nourish yourself
I spent a year seeing a nutrition specialist in San Francisco years ago. She was very helpful in identifying what I was doing wrong and how much my emotional state played in my eating choices. For one thing, I am hypoglycemic and so my habit of no fat and lots of fruits and carbs in the morning was sending me into a downward spiral by midmorning. Also, because I get dizzy, can’t focus, and irritable…
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On meeting Mary Oliver
A friend thought I had included a poem by Mary Oliver in my blog and so she gave me one of her collections. But no, instead my friend introduced me to Mary Oliver. This is the first poem I read in the book and I read it at breakfast and we all welled up. Halleluiah Everyone should be born into this world happy and loving everything. But in truth it rarely works that way. For…
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The life of a writer is hard
In 1995, we moved to New Orleans for eleven months and I met a guy in a writer’s workshop at Tulane. Then he moved to San Francisco where his sister lived. Then I moved back to San Francisco. I joined a writer’s workshop there and the woman who ran it was such a nutball. In one of the sessions we had to review submissions from other writers wanting to join the group. And a manuscript…