Last weekend I was able to get close enough to the Great Blue Heron. I believe he appeared to remind me that through nature I will find answers. I am trying to relieve tension and panic. May my guides lead me back to a path of whole health and assist me in my pursuit of abundance.
Thru the looking glass…lately I’ve been trying new angles of looking at my life. I want to push my art to a new level and get back to the “zone.” Years ago, an accident and illness had me close my new massage practice. My life was in upheaval, but I fell into love with a man who let me blossom over and over again as I tried new facets of myself. Some of the new facets showed me difficult mirror images that had me changing it up with tears and frustration.
I went to the beach tonight with a purple corduroy blanket a yellow ceramic coffee mug and a yoga magazine. I moved thru asanas, meditated, waded out into the cool of Lake Superior and journeyed out to the black rocks of McCarty’s Cove as the sunset to my Qigong and Tai Chi practice. Pink sky. Reflections. Violet on the water. Meditations. Breath.
And Answers.
They come, too.
This is my first time participating in WishCasting Wednesdy with Jamie Ridler and I am excited (see Kim smiling). I believe strongly in the power of intention. Once upon a time, I wanted to go to massage school. I had no idea how I would afford school but the intention was set in motion by cleaning out a spare bedroom in my home and buying the first set of sheets for my massage room. I understand the sky is the limit!
My wish this Wednesday is to develop the perfect wellness plan that will fit with the time and scheduling of my “day-job” which can be 7-days a week and any of the three shifts. My plan will include:
This will help me have more consistency, move me toward my goals, and help my immune system to heal. And yes, I want these to be weekly events.
This is my wish. My first step is to go to yoga tomorrow!
This is a thimbleberry blossom. I attended a car show with Mike and I ended up entranced by thimbleberries, indian paintbrush and dandelions. That deep inner voice was telling me to be selective. And I recalled how this week I will have ups and downs. Even my day planner forecasts this as my shifts vary from one day to the next. I do not have two days off in a row and I will be pressed to find the time to train for the next race and take care of my health. Selective. Look for small blessings. Look for lush renewal in tiny places in the in-between worlds. Like the blossoms of summer.
Super Moon, Marquette Michigan
I need to get serious about bills, about getting a Big Girl Camera, and developing the online creative biz of my dreams. But how? How to create the funds I need. Find the time I need? (Explanation: As I am working a full-time job) (Explanation #2: And I have to cook all my meals do to my food avoidances).
Over the coming weeks we will explore, ways to progress!
Good progress has been made over the past couple months. Let’s boost self-confidence with the List Factor.
Great, pat self on back. (pat, pat, pat)
Move forward!
How to develop additional incoming funds? To pay off medical debt. AND purchase new equipment? AHA! I need ideas, gimmicks, and get rich quick schemes (that work).
Photo: I went Super Moon hunting with life-partner Mike Hainstock who took this photo. I was again reminded of my camera’s limits. I use a Canon s5 IS and long for a full DSLR. I used some “actions” to create the photo above which to me looks like a spooky scene from a movie, a painting, but not what I wanted to take that night. I long to do thing like this.
Living Joyful! I started with a run at Blueberry Ridge on Sunday (5.4K) and picked blueberries. Yesterday, I rode my bike to do errands and get new books to read at the library for a total of 5.7 miles. Today ,Belly Dancing with Kate and I rode bike there with wonderful floral aromas all thru town and along the lakeshore for an additional 3.5 miles. Tomorrow is Yoga at Mukta with Lisa! Friday starts the Hiawatha Music Festival which last for 3 days. Each morning I will wake to Yoga and each night I will dance, dance, dance!
“You can’t do it wrong,” Says Cindy. On Saturday morning we sit discussing life . Me with a cup of coffee and her with tea. Mike asleep with the cat. Yesterday was Bob’s Memorial at Prince of Peace church. Family gathered for dinner around the edges of the garden, good conversations and connections with nieces and nephews, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Several photographers took in the beauty of family and nature. Life grows. And you cannot do it wrong. Everything is as it should be. Through tears, longing, sadness, and laughter.
It was a Holy Friday and Bob’s ashes were committed to the ground months after his passing. He has roots in the earth and on the railroad tracks of this world. All family gathered and celebrated. I think Bob would have been happy with the conversations around his mother’s garden last night. I imagined him, at times, sitting and talking with brothers and uncles.
The awareness that we can’t do it wrong. That we are right where we need to be on our own individual paths, and that the paths intertwine with everything and everyone. This can bring some peace as we deal with what we see as a separation. Bob’s passing.
21.5.800 Day Four
Weekly Images--Just One Available Pasasge to Yoga Class
It’s raining, again. The yard looks wild. I’m drinking too much coffee on a Friday. Yet I had nine hours sleep. My body requested it and me, I gave-in. Allowance.
The view of the lake from my hill looks misty and haunted.
Used up the leftover chicken broth to cook white basmati rice and then snipped in some fresh parsley and I set aside a big bowl for Mike’s meal tonight.
If I am to allow certain extravagances, I must strive to use all resources available, wisely.
Like cooking up baby carrots that look to dry for salad.
It is easy to stay in today. Rain. The last day of my workweek. The last night in a string of 3-11pm shifts. If I thought this week was difficult, how will I react after next week?
I must remember to ease into each day. With Breathe. With Chanting. To Stretch.
I’ve lowered the impact on my body less running, more biking, more yoga, more sleep.
My thoughts are distracted by the rain today. It is heavy. Not in strength but it looks thick and the drops large and they fall with plunks on the deck. The traffic going by hisses with spray and the dryer in the laundry room buzzes and the snaps on my pants tap and clink.
I’m craving midnight colored skies with the orange glow of campfire and the sound of night birds.
The cat tries to seek out my lap as I type. Even he is seeking some warmth. It’s tropical out there, the pinks and whites of the roses standing out against brilliant green in the dark of a rainy day. But it is cold. Damp. Wet.
Weekly Images--Quartz and Amethyst with Bike Beyond
I had forgotten to cross out the days on the calendar and was stuck back on Saturday of last week. Have you ever done that? It is an odd occurrence for one who lives by day planner. I eeven missed meeting earlier this week. I must have not opened the day planner at all this week. I did not know I had missed the meeting until I walked past the wall calendar and it whispered for me to look-up, look-up.
I phoned my apologies.
I shorted myself an hour of pay by missing that meeting. But I had gained and hour of sleep. I wonder which was the more valuable. (We both know this answer).
The coffee feels good. Both the mug on my hands and the warmth in my belly.
The cat has decided to sit next to me. He is not in lion mode but in kitty mode. Trying to be cute and not a bother so I will share my spot of warmth on the couch and mabe give hs ears a rub.
Never turn on the television when home alone. I like the quiet. I long for quiet.
Even the raindrops are loud today.
And the dryer.
My thoughts are short and not fluid. I need to walk riverside. I need to dress for play and hike a trail. I need to lay on sand in the sun. I need spark. Blue. Stone. Quartz. Granite. I know I need the trails of Wetmore and Lil’ Presque.
I can take you there.
I want people in my life who offer warmth and cheer. Who are genuine. Who find blessings in ladybugs and dragonflies. Orange daylilies. The value of an apple tree with a dead branch. Birds perched in song. A sleeping mourning dove on top of a birdfeeder.
I can take you there, too.
Have I ever told you that I want to open a healing center. Not in the coty. But where yards open on lush gardens with birds. Where hummingbirds visit for nectar while massage is received?
Have I ever told you this space would have daily soup and smoothies?
That here people would meet for tea and chat?
Tai Chi next to the pond. Yoga in the yard. Laughter.
I can take you there.
Too.
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I'm Keeping my Chin up and Eyes to the Sky!
Affirmation for today: I imagine a better NOW for myself as I create my day!
No one showed up for my presentation so I took photos. Thus the title of this post. The chandeliers were dazzling in the light. But I was not dazzled by the promotions and turn-out of a conference that I paid 55.00 to attend as vendor. Maybe one day this photo will gain back the outlay of money for the health fair.
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