So when I lived on Moss Street I was known around town as the white chick who should be taken advantage of – everyone, including a few friends, thought that my money grew on trees and they should avail themselves to it at every opportunity. And seeing how I grew up with a father who liked nothing more than to spend his money and treat everyone in the room or block, what the hell did…
Last night, I was supposed to go to a school meeting and also to an anniversary celebration for a friend’s business (seven years) and to see a friend play music down the street, and walk two blocks to watch two local songwriters sing their music and instead I stayed home, alone. To the overstimulated, I say withdraw and rest. Since Tin has been watching The Adventures of Tin Tin at Tatjana’s and since I let…
When I went to see the Dalai Lama I bought some prayer beads that I intended to use as a rosary of sorts to count off the things I am grateful for, but instead I took my beads to my friend who has just had most of her innards removed because of cancer. My friend said she had started a gratitude journal already and that made me feel good about her path ahead. I was…
I ran out of steam about 2PM this afternoon – my internet was still not connected and there was an over abundance of boxes with stuff in it stacked all over the living room. And there I was – toast. Unable to even think straight and unable to move an inch. The muscles in back of one knee had congealed from the heavy lifting of Sunday’s 10 loads in the F150 move. Oh my god…
I knew these days would be challenging and every turn has reinforced it. Jet Blue canceling my flight to my gal’s trip, Officer Badge #6 giving me a ticket as I drove away from my retreat where I had been in noble silence for 48 hours, and along the way once again dealing with those people who will do things around your house. My take away from the retreat was that I had fallen so…
I’m moving through a few weeks that are going to be hairy. My annual trip to Nantucket had arrows shooting at it from every which way – from any angle of resources it was the worse time to go, then JetBlue cancelled my flight; I had to spend the night in Boston, and buy an additional one-way flight to Nantucket, and my 3.5 day girl trip turned into a 2 day trip, and still I…
Perspective is what we all need a lot of in our life. I moved out of a house that I built and it had everything just so – bookshelves a plenty, cupboards a plenty, entertainment and art boxes all built in and all there to be filled with all my stuff. Then eight years later I was crying salty tears as I packed all that stuff into boxes to prepare myself for the next chapter…
The art of saying goodbye takes one last look, remembering where you were when you arrived and where you are upon leaving, it’s sometimes sad and sometimes not, sometimes happy and sometimes not, and oft times takes courage. Clothes drying on the line in the backyard The money tree Tommy gave me when I was building the LaLa with a weathered Kuna still attached The Virgin Mary statue Katell bought me at a shop on…
The world has gone bat shit crazy – Oklahoma wtf? and this heat suddenly in New Orleans – I fell asleep at the playground as Tin was on the jungle gym. Really? We live in uncertain times, so we need to learn how to bob and weave through this insane ride. Namaste.
We were invited to a pancake breakfast this morning and so as soon as Tin rolled out of bed, we rolled over to our friends’ house toting a fruit salad of fresh apricots and blackberries. While Tin jumped on the trampoline with the kids, I sat in the kitchen and talked about re-evaluation counseling with my friends who have been into it for over two decades. I listened with rapt fascination because I had never…