Friday, October 31, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
It's a new find for me while I investigated the just-built, just-opened Whole Foods Market.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
...maybe even let it pass me by because where I sit is so comfortable?
Or, do I begin to accept that change is for my benefit and take small steps toward new adventures?
Knowing that as I enter into the change process, I will need to be intentional. I will need piercing eyes that bring vision and clarity despite the feeling that I'm moving way too fast.
Turning slightly for a respite from the full-on frontal movement of change. Letting my eyes adjust a moment to a new place of being. Accepting the fact that I'm not done yet, but surveying where I am at the moment.
And...then getting back into focus. Turning my eyes towards the future once again. Back into the currents of change, steadying my thoughts and emotions and allowing the plan for my life to unfold without resistance. Allowing myself to enjoy the winds of change.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
We turned the corner, made our way down the driveway and saw our neighbor and her dog waiting for us in the cul-de-sac. We tried several times to begin conversation, however, her dog did everything he could to prevent that from happening.
I had already taken Copernicus off his leash and allowed him to investigate the grounds around me. He calmly sniffed, stayed close to me and did show some interest in the little white dog. Neighbor's dog, though, barked and growled and was agitated at being held and restrained by his owner.
All of a sudden, the dog jumped out of her arms.
It happened so fast.
Neighbor grabbed the little white blur, firmly gripping him in her arms as she apologized profusely for her dog's aggressiveness.
I felt it even as she was talking. Sore and somewhat moist. I put my hand on the area to feel what had happened and she said, "Did he bite you"?
Incredulous, I pulled my shorts up and there it was - a bite. A dog bite! He barely broke the skin but the bite was fairly large.
I tried not to make a big deal of it. We exchanged a few more pleasantries and then went home with my well-socialized, well trained schnauzer guy, Copernicus.
After all the excitement we settled in and stretched out on the bed. The only choice was to watch an episode of the Dog Whisperer.
I think I'd like to leave an anonymous gift set of the show's first season on her porch. What do you think?
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
I say this as I shrug my shoulders, tilt my head to one side and brandish a half-smile, half-smirk. Books invite and envelope me. They nourish me, encourage me, challenge me to think critically and fuel me to generate my own creativity.
But, I am a hopeless bookworm.
I find myself apologizing for my bookworming because there are those unfortunate times when I ward off person-to-person contact so that I can ingest a new read. Or, re-read an old read. ;)
Yesterday, I devoured Nora Ephron's funny take on aging in I Feel Bad About My Neck and Other Thoughts on Being a Woman. I felt like I was sitting in my living room with her and having a wildly amusing exchange about my own aging process. I needed to laugh. I needed to feel connected. Nora brought that to my day yesterday.
But, as I realized this morning, it was at the expense of a real relationship. Ugh, let me explain.
He initiated. He asked me to go.
There's been sporadic pain for a few weeks and then a lump appeared and seemed to make it's home in the center of his wrist. So, we're at the doctor's office getting it checked out. In between the signing in, taking a seat, going here for x-rays and the doctor popping in and out - there was a moment.
He was chatty. Revealing himself in a conversational, vulnerable way. He outright told me that he wanted to talk.
And, I missed it!
I totally chose my book over him in that instance. I was page turning. My nose full in the book and my brain so far away from where I was physically sitting. Next to him.
I should have been enjoying the alone time with him. I should have seized the opportunity to be allowed into his world and absorb all of the details he wanted to provide.
I missed it. And, I'm really sad about that.
But, today, I'm on high alert. Waiting for another chance. Knowing those moments don't come very often anymore.
Not when he's almost 17.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
As soon as the weather turns cold, our thoughts turn toward change. The mountains begin to display the glorious colors of fall and we begin to anticipate and wait for the change. We readily make plans to be in the midst of the change so we can see it up close and personal. Now, juxtapose this with our own life change process.
Is there any anticipation of true change?
Is there willingness to wait for "peak" conditions?
Do we position ourselves to embrace change or to prevent it?
We try to prevent it and typically have our feet planted in the ground with much angst, forcefully pushing against change in the opposite direction. Sweating from exertion and hardly able to breathe, we relent and change only because we can no longer resist it. The pain of not changing becomes greater than the pain of keeping things in line with the status quo.
We lean towards not welcoming or anticipating change with the mindset of the beauty it produces. We tend to focus on the pain that's involved in the change process. We lose sight, if we ever had it to begin with, that change roots out things that must go so that new things can come.
It's not quite the glorious change of color that we might otherwise produce in our lives if we went with the flow and rhythym of transformation.
What new things might develop today if we were to allow change a natural path to weave through our lives?
I would love to hear your answer...would you be kind enough to post?
Friday, October 10, 2008
Unfortunately, I didn't like the book very much. Several parts were repetitive and reduntant and I found it difficult to finish reading just because of sheer boredom.
With that being said, I try to get at least one good take-away from even the worst of books. And, with that in mind, I was able to grab two good points out of this one.
- God uses imperfect people to accomplish much in this life.
- God doesn't give up on us despite our ability to give up on ourselves.
Rating: 3 out of 10 (don't bother reading)
Any recommendations for my next read?
Thursday, October 9, 2008
She said, "One of the most powerful tools that you have in this life is the ability to make a choice. You realize that you're empowered when you choose".
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
I ask for groceries to be "paper" bagged.
So, imagine the shock of cleaning out my pantry and finding ...
wondering who I really am)
Monday, October 6, 2008
Sometimes change is desired and sought after. And, in the case of our miniature schnauzer family, we've sought change. We're bringing Newton da Vinci home in two weeks and he will bring much change with him.
We've prepared for him. We've done the logistics and bought the supplies.
But, with a puppy, we know there are changes coming that we have no way of preparing for. We just brace ourselves for a period of time when there will be puppy whining, biting, chewing, no sleep, constant watch over each move the puppy makes, and not being able to leave the puppy home alone for longer than an hour.
Those are the changes that require flexibility.
Those are the times when vision must look past the immediate circumstance and pain of change into the future at what will be...despite what is.
Change is good.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
I'm still on some type of West Coast time so by the time I even get out of bed I'm behind. 3 hours behind.
My internal clock says it's 9am but my real-to-the-moment clock says it's noon already. I look at my iTouch calendar to see how today will roll and
Not only am I slammed jammed with fun today but tomorrow and the next day as well.
How did this happen? Did I really not prepare for a rest before engaging in full on hometown life?
I gotta get moving.