May 2012
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A handfull of mind.
Last week I attended a workshop for mindfulness that left me feeling hopeful, excited, ready. I returned the next week to attend the second and final session.
Breathing meditation, walking meditation, loving kindness meditation, and finally a body scan, an exercise similar to systematic relaxation. We began the exercise by relaxing each toe (so strange to actually focus on relaxing each toe!!),...
April 2012
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Snowglobe in April.
Outside it’s like the world is being sprinkled with powdered sugar… The morning’s rain became fatter and fluffier until the cold turned it to snow. Light snow. Like powdered sugar on a crepe, a light glaze. It’s beautiful.
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Observation in application.
I realize after thinking and reading about the gap between the evolution of human consciousness and our technological evolution in society, that technology can be a massive instrument for regression. For example, my cell phone makes me needy. Fuck it. I refuse to be dependent on a tool that is meant to maintain relationships disguised as an attention getting accessory. And that, is that.
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Tis is true, yes indeed.
“Security is mostly a superstition.
It does not exist in nature,
nor do the children of men as a whole experience it.
Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure.
Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing.
To keep our faces toward change and behave like free spirits
in the presence of fate is strength...
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To pass on!!
“Money is like manure, it’s not worth a thing unless it’s spread around encouraging young things to grow.”
Thornton Wilder
Greed helps nothing.
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Raisins of Mindfulness
I attended a free workshop on mindfulness yesterday, part one of two. I jumped on the opportunity, thinking a free offer from the university I attend would surely be full. I arrive, and no, the room of 20+ chairs all arranged in a circle only hold one woman. She is wearing a linen tunic and smiles widely at me, “it might just be your own personal mindfulness workshop today, if that is...
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“Forget about your life situation and pay attention to your life. Your life...”
– Eckhart Tolle (via disturbingly)
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A day off...
It is my habitual Tuesday, where no, I am not restricted to spending the hours of beautiful daily Flagstaff weather in my coffee shop. So what is on my agenda…. Coffee. Iced. Sunscreen, the lake, a coupla hours alone on a rock, listening to the silence. My book. Watching the insects, the fishermen, the mountains in the distance, solid. Beautiful afternoon, super peaceful.
And...
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March 2012
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I Will Never Give Up On...
1. Finding and maintaining my happiness, peace of mind, excitement to be alive.
2. My friendships, old and new, which each bring something necessary to me as a person, and validate my efforts to be good and kind to others. To be who I want to be.
3. Patience. It allows me to breathe, to calm down from the anxious rise of bullshit, to give myself space from the unnecessary thoughts and emotions...
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Feline
wearemostaliveindreams:
I want to be proud, like a lion.
To roar, and watch the world shake.
To see your bones crumble, when I speak your name:
Weak knees, all sweat and trembling eyes, glossy and gazing at nothing.
Get on up on pride rock and roooar from my heart. Roar in release.
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My response to a misguided pursuit
jamilasays:
It’s not liberation if you’re expressing yourself anonymously.
If your truth involves subtracting yourself from the equation, it’s not your truth. It’s filtered, cropped, diluted, recycled….Maybe some sliver of you at best.
If you continue, you’ll never get there. And we all desperately want to be there whether we admit it anonymously or not.
good push for assertiveness.
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Strange ways, strange new loves.
I’m not quite sure why I’m being that honest. I suppose I’m betting on a life long friendship where there are no limits of candor. Be well.
I love that people can be so easily frank and honest with one another, even when the circumstances that bring them together are unfortunate, like the loss of a mutual friend. We can all clam up and be stuck in our own bubbles, but the...
We're all going to get what we deserve.
February 2012
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Mmmm..
Coffee, coffee, coffee. Yes, I know I have to share you with the other millions of caffeine junkies and baristas and roasters, but damn it, I love you so damn much! With you, there are no commitment issues, I could have you any time of day or night, non stop. haa..
Glad I get to play with espresso 35 hours a week. Goooood stuff.
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Les Vacances..
I am missing my yearly hiatus from the American Southwest into the mountains of France… not to mention the family, and all the feeling of being at home. Cannot wait to return, grab some boots, and spend some time out in the woods.
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An exercise in Gratitude.
I never do this. Therefore I have to do this.
Listing 10 items, people, events, for which I am thankful.
I am grateful to have met you, even for one year, for all the love and support you gave me. Even though you are gone, I am so so thankful for your words, you gave me the guts to dream again.
Music, poetry, thank you for coming to my rescue in high times of insanity. Lord knows what I would...
Snack Sex
A habit I am trying to absolve.
mobbleberry:
You’re my midnight snack, I’ll gnaw on your ear, gobble you up like a big mac. I’ll plunder sweet-wrapper-kisses, from your lips. Nibble your fingers like a bag of chips. I am a glutton for you, I know you’re bad for me… and yet, I still chew.
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release
She uses her smile to thrill,
Keeps her eyes for the kill,
Her kindness to trap,
Her wrath to keep you in her grasp.
There you stand, keeping still.
Another page, another you,
He uses all the words you know made me blue,
With a punch of truth I know the gossip spilt,
For he just met me but is making me wilt,
Setting blatant traps that fail, but make me review, you.
I know, I know, I can...
January 2012
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Let's Go.
It’s like that Devotchka song, I can feel this is the first tier of that melody, until the “ding” of the xylophone rings and the tune speeds up in a whirlwind of love, and progress.
The notorious ‘they’ are split in two. Those who follow and those who lead. Yet again those are split into those who follow blindly versus those who follow despite their doubt; those who...