I was lighting the candle by the Yemaya statue this morning and thinking of my beautiful mom. In the last 48 hours, I’ve had a few people come up to me and hug me and say that they are proud of me (owing to the Gala we just had for Re-Bridge). I was reading earlier in the Te of Piglet that positive attracts positive and that if you tell a child they are brave, resourceful…
It’s hard to get to perfect, but perfect is amorphous and undetermined and most of all perfect is fluid. But if you were going to have a gala, and you were going to pick a house, any house, pick the Sanctuary on Bayou St. John with an oak tree that rivals any in the city, and then go ahead and have Commander’s Palace make my favorite dish of all time, grillades and grits, and then…
I bought a box of matches and it said GREENLIGHT on them. Who knew that I would get the name right from the get go. Meanwhile, I began working with Greenlight’s first client and I told them they remind me of where independent research was when I got into it 16 plus years ago – on the ascend. Really this is going to be big and I love being a part of something that has…
Let’s say there is a silver lining under every adversity. Just go with me on this one. Now think what it might be like if your home was destroyed and the city you love was under water and the government that you depended on and supported all your life was ineffective and indifferent and your marriage was strained and your friends and family were dispersed, but wait there’s more – you found yourself in Arlington…
This morning over my deliciously brewed pu-erh tea, I sat on the screen porch and read how a twenty-year-old beat his parents to death with a hammer. News of the day. In the meantime, to my right was a list of things to do to get ready for Re-Bridge’s Gala, on my left was an outline of the white paper I’m writing for my client, and in the back of my mind was a fellow…
The weather dipped overnight into a much more fall feel, but yesterday was summer by any other name. We found our groove back here in the LaLa Petite, with Tin digging his Moroccan bed #2 and Tatjana in the kitchen making us some bolognese sauce, and me throwing around all my balls. The internet was on the fritz yesterday and assuredly it was because everyone had been using it too much and it needed a…
Last night the tent was not a success – Tin loved it to play with it but believes the only thing to do when inhabiting a tent is to stand up in it. He can’t see the reason for sitting much less sleeping. So the broken tent was disposed of this morning and the twin futon was brought up and now in the corner of the room lies his second Moroccan bed. The dogs are…
The last 24 hours have felt like a mudslide – we were doing the final push to get the house ready to rent and I was setting up the “pop up kid’s room” or tent up in my old office for Tin when I fell on it and broke it. What are you going to do for goodness sakes? Meanwhile, my first real client for Greenlight Global Research just got real-er if that is possible…
You know those long format holiday greetings that some people send around, which is their way to catch up with far away friends and family? I was thinking about that sort of card and what mine might look like for 2011. While you can go back and connect the dots and see patterns, in the midst of living, life often seems haphazard and chaotic. I could start my letter like this: Dear loved one, at…