I thought to do some reading. Fun. Odd I picked a couple pieces that I had already into SoundCloud. Ah well, new renditions.
I painted and recorded pieces over the last weekend in April; the Full Pink Moon.
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Yesterday I met Jennifer. She belongs to a book group. I was interested. She said once a month they get together. Women and wine. And books. And not any books. She hesitates to say self help. But, they are books that tend toward growth.
And it’s not that men are not allowed. She invited me. I said I’d be happy to sit in one and see how it fee [...]
Meditation comes up again. Oddly, we flipped the tv to wait for the news and there it was again: Bob Roth on Ellen pumping his new book.
Depending on where you are in your journey …. I did not need to read multiple celebrity case studies. or brain/body chemistry studies. Did not need to read that. I got it. Now I need to get it. Simple. [...]
There is always pain and suffering. What does it mean?
Can you choose what suffering means the most to you?
This is about choices and intentions. It’s a good reminder.
The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck: A Counterintuitive Approach to Living a Good Life
“Don’t hope for a life without problems,” the panda said. “There’s no such thing. [...]
I’m spending some time with ink, pigment and paper; attaching eye to shoulder, wrist and fingers. Never really doodled. New ground. Just fun. I also attempt to disconnect from the judge, critic, historian, reviewer – just being the do-er.
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“The “Thieves Oil Story” *
Thieves-type oils were apparently developed from historical information about four thieves in France who would rob victims of the Black Plague (get it–stealing things off of dead bodies. Ick.)
They’d protect themselves from the plague with a secret recipe of natural ingredients including cloves and [...]
This little bit
the big, the bad, the bugly,
before the stories
blossom like buckthorn,
brambles, and burdock,
before the bark, the bite,
the braggadocio, before
the bitchin’ blonde britches
this little bit
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An article from a Thriver, coach, writer, and friend of mine.
In it Jill asks:
My question for you today is: what are you practicing?
Fear? Love? Anxiety? Joy? Despair? Gratitude? Connection? Loneliness? Optimism?
All day long, we are practicing something. Consciously or habitually, with or without awareness, we are practicing.
A Prayer Poem for Lydia Ramona
Dear Lydia and Ramona. Left and right.
Thank you for the time you spent with us.
We will wonder briefly about your trip home
and then, no more. You arrived. You left.
We are blessed.
With loving fingers we rub a magic oil lamp;
a loving kindness meditation of lemongrass,
frankincense, and lavender. The lessons [...]