how to be alone, by tanya davis

This is so lovely, I just had to share. Enjoy...

the true buzz

Want to know what's bugging me? Mosquitoes? No. Getting a fine mist of toxic chemicals sprayed over my area for a potential threat of catching a potentially fatal bug spread virus.

Here's the stats for 2009:

U.S. Population: 305,529,237 (estimated)
Total number of West Nile Infections: 720*
Fatalities from West Nile: 32*

Worth dousing millions of people with known liver tumor producing chemical warfare? Hey government who makes the decision on who gets toxic crap dumped on them, how many people died from cancer last year?

This crap makes me mad. Truly mad.



*stats published by the CDC

a house as home

The next step in this journey of life may involve home ownership. We have been keeping our eyes open at the market in the area, watching trends and oo-ing and ah-ing at pictures of available abodes and thinking "hmm what we would do with this yard or that kitchen." I am ready to finish my life as a renter, I am ready to once again live above ground, I am ready for the yard for the dog to run around in and I am ready for a place to call home.

shavasana

Savasana (corpse pose) is the standard final pose of most yoga classes. Each time and each setting can transform the same pose into a whole new experience. Sometimes it involves an active mind that does not want to settle, sometimes a dreamlike state and other times it may invoke a little light snoring (zzzzzzzzzz). I find it is vastly different in a class setting compared to home practice. Perhaps it is the energy of practicing with others, but it is usually a more intense experience for me.

Once recent in-class experience, I seeped into a zone of nothingness...and it was everything I needed in that moment. aaaahhhhhhhh.........

And, yes, yoga itself can bring on so many different experiences, including laughter. Enjoy!

polish deli in a non-polish town

I am so excited that a Polish deli just opened in my town! Now I won't have to wait until the Polish Festival to get my pierogis on! mmmm

career opportunities the ones that never knock

Helping others
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Nature
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Animals
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Laughter
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Fitness
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Nutrition
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Art
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Creativity
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Music
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Yoga
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Relaxation
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Health
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Inspiration
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Joy

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My Perfect Career

a brief look at what i am

I am eying inspiration all around:

In other peoples' accomplishments
In nature
In my dreams
In art
In recognition
In kind words


I am feeling anxiety:

In my own fears
In my environment
In events I cannot change


I am experiencing chaos:

In the nature of my work
In the mess in my sink
In the incomplete projects


I am engulfed in joy:

In my relationship
In my family
In my pets
In my goals


I am plagued by germs:

In my puppy
In myself
In my allergies


I am intrigued by curiousness:

In my career path
In my life's travels
In the next step
In learning


I am gaining awareness:

In who I am
In where I am going
In loving what is


... i am.

my character was judged in a drive-by with flying carbohydrates

When I resided in Colorado, I was free to walk or bike un-bothered, even greeted in a friendly manner quite often.

In Rhode Island, the same activities attracted screams out of car windows apparently in an attempt to startle me for fun.

Now, back in New York, I walk my dog and get insulted, called names and have food products hurled at me. Does that means I have progressively become a horrible person that deserves drive-by "attacks?" My character and looks must have declined exponentially over the past few years. Ha! I have never understood the appeal of insulting strangers for fun. Maybe it's just me, but I prefer giving a friendly hello or smile and nod.

Here are some of the things I have "learned" about myself:

I am a bitch. Who knew someone could just a person's character simply by driving by them?

I need to be honked at excessively. Maybe I look tired and they are trying to keep me alert for the safety of me and my puppy?

I look hungry. Why else would someone hurl a dinner roll at me?

I am less attractive than my dog. Hmm, he really is a good looking dog so I'll chalk this one up as a complement!

I find the humor in some of this, but on a deeper level, I am really disheartened by the decline of respect towards other humans. I also wonder if it is evidence of a regional difference in young people, or if time is rendering youth more obnoxious. Either way, I will continue taking good care of my dog and myself and walking in my neighborhood.

Here is something for the insulters to ponder: Is it really a wise idea to hurl insults at someone carrying a bag of dog poo?

shift into low gear

Have you ever had one of those moments where you feel that something has shifted inside you? Where some undefinable yet undeniable change has occurred? It may be a sudden moment or you may need some time-lapse photography of the mind to discern, but you know it happened.

I believe we experience these changes frequently, but often do not take the moments to sit observe and reflect about ourselves to notice. Do we think this self reflection is selfish or do we simply not make the time?

I try, though not always successfully, to make the time and note what is happening with myself and the self. As I do so now, I sense another shift in a positive way. I somehow feel more whole, more focused and clear. Question this? No way! I am just going to dive in, splash around and maybe float in it for a spell. See what comes up and comes through.

Be joyful!!!

so how's married life?

Now that people are done with the "are you pregnant" question in regard to my three week planned wedding and the "well, when are you getting pregnant" questions are starting to taper, I keep getting the "so how's married life" inquiry.

My response? Just like unmarried life, but with rings.


After responding this way numerous times I am realizing that this is not an adequate answer. Such a response sounds very mundane and unexciting. Let me explain a little deeper. You see, life before marriage was filled with love and joy, magic and laughter. So, yes, married life IS just like unmarried life with rings, but that, my friends, is wonderful!

...and, no, I am not pregnant.

technology and children's noggins

everybody's working for the weekend

After a week of dealing with disaster at work including a flooded building and union stuff, I am ready for the weekend. My head is stuffed with congestion (thanks mold, mildew, sheet rock dust and, of course, too many thoughts) and my body and mind are plagued with tiredness. I am thrilled for the upcoming three-day weekend to recoup and recharge. Thank you 5th of July!

I want to make this weekend count.
I want to cleanse and refresh.
I want to create something meaningful.
I want to enjoy the joys in my life.
I want to watch fireworks.
I want to make my own sparks.
I want to stretch and move.
I want to give my love away.
I want to breathe out tension.
I want to breathe in the sunshine.
I want to live the life of a puppy.

What are your plans this weekend?