When we were in Spain, T1 taught T2 to respect the zone. She had a zone for her coffee and reading and he was to have his own zone in the morning which did not infringe on hers. One day upon returning home, Tin was on the sofa and I came over to tell him something and he said, “No mommy, you are in my zone.” Ahem. Today I watched as he moved stealthily into…
The Times Picayune Street Walker wrote about a stretch of our neighborhood and mentioned Re-Bridge!
Anne Flourney thought I was kidding when I asked to be in Louise’s head as a whisperer, but I wasn’t. Hell doesn’t everyone have a lot of voices in their head that are not their own. Take Wonder Woman who is constantly using my head to channel her awesome super powers. I told Anne, no I’m not kidding and she graciously said she would keep me in mind when Louise needed to speak like a…
Someone close to me once said that I have had so many leavings in my life that they have become second nature to me. Yes, I do take leave of a situation that is no longer viable, but I don’t do it so easily and certainly I do not wear the “taking leave of ___” as second skin, except maybe the taking leave of my senses, which occasionally I have been doubly guilty of. Yet,…
Money Reciprocity Makes the World Go Round Yoga practice was all centered on a reciprocity theme today because Michele had just come back from Peru where she met this tribe of people who have no currency instead all transactions are done via reciprocity. Everyone offers up their talent and for example, once a child becomes an adult, they have to claim their talent or go on a vision quest to find what it is that…
The Republicans are organizing to go after the Jews for the presidential vote – Sarah Silverman and the rest – just say no.
I’ve spent the last few days trying to quell the voices in my head, the ones that are telling me to act now or perish. I’ve told those voices to go away, that I’m a different person than I used to be, that I’m one who has let go and is letting god, but these voices talk back in the most imprudent manner. They are like harpies or sirens beckoning sometimes to peer behind the…
Rachel Dangermond Message for the Day – Throw it Away Dangermond.org » Blog Archive » Throw It Away www.dangermond.org I went to sleep last night with a full moon hanging over the bayou and woke to a rosy dawn – signs all is okay. The Times Picayune’s history archive the other day was about how Rex, the first official Mardi Gras krewe in New Orleans, pressured the city to close down on Fat Tuesday, which…
Today started out fabulous, tea on the porch watching the sunrise over the bayou, and then it turned into a major fire drill that left me scratching my head as to why things got so out of control. I took a deep breath and repeated many mantras to myself not to get sucked into the maelstrom but you know how giant sucking vortexes go, they usually win. Afterwards, I went back to working on my…
7 It’s really so simple —simple simple simple: the small world can’t see the wider one until you call to it and after that it can only see itself. After that everything is an “inner world.” After that everything “inner” is pure blindness pure ignorance a world suspended by sewing thread between heaven and earth but without the least bit of heaven without the least lumpy bit of earth. If I’m to interpret your call…