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?

whirlwind wedding by a witch in an indian restaurant

Sometimes I need to withdraw in order to recharge.
Sometimes I do it to avoid.
There are times when I am just too darned busy.
And then there is the time I was occupied by getting married.

Anyway, as you see from the brief post below, things have changed. I've gone from Ms. to Mrs. in a three week span. Mind you, the engagement was much longer than that, but we finally got fed up with our lack of actual planning, we set ourselves a deadline of one month. Slacking the first week, we went into high gear the next. What kind of a wedding do you get in three weeks of planning? An amazing one!

My dress was purchased off the rack at Macy's and altered by an amazing seamstress named Rosie. Greg got dolled up in a new dapper suit. Found a minister online and by recommendation of my yoga teacher. (Turns out she is a Wiccan in her personal life but the ceremony was tailored to us as a civil ceremony.) We booked the private room at The Curry Club (Lake Grove location) with amazing food and impeccable service. I made the centerpieces. My mother and I created a head piece using a broach that was my grandmother's. Family and friends photographed us. The whole day went without a hitch (well, except for the getting hitched part). We then planned a last minute getaway to Niagara Falls and stayed in Tarrytown/Sleepy Hollow on the way back for some biking on the Hudson and some grave visiting.

After returning home, Greg and Boddington were in a car accident. Other than being shaken up and some minor aches and pains for Greg, they are both fine. His car, however, looked like a Picasso. Onward to new car buying!

Boddington was neutered (poor boy) and is healing nicely. The only thing hurting is his ego. He has earned some new nicknames in the process including Funnel Face and Space Dog. He also had three deciduous teeth that needed pulling so he's healing at both ends.

Now the house hunting begins. Time to move beyond apartment dwelling and get a small place with a fenced yard and (god willing) a dishwasher! (I really dislike doing dishes.)

Well, the wide world awaits me! Off I go... but I will be back soon.