Sunday, August 20, 2017

My Kind of Sunday

 The kind of Sunday I love.  Morning papers, walk the dogs, brunch, a few chores.  No place to go, nothing that has to be done, a day  to recharge and relax.

We all need these kind of days.  A day to spend at your own pace, enjoying normal little things.
Sunday gives me the  time to get ready to face the week.  My yoga clothes are washed, my yoga bag is packed, I am ready.  Rick will tell you if my Sunday is jammed with things to do, I get grumpy. And I face the week a little out of sorts.

These past few weeks our weekends have been packed with things to do, places to go. To get out of bed this morning, knowing that the day was ours, was delightful.  We did have a little power outage this evening ( heat index 103) but Alabama Power came to the rescue.  No storms, no wind, who knows why or how, but we do have outages often.  Winter is not so bad, but summers are brutal with no fans or AC.  We do love our creature comforts.

Tomorrow is the eclipse.  I will be glad when this shift of energy is past and maybe things will settle down.  Jordan is excited because he gets out of school early and will spend the afternoon with us.
Spread some kindness tomorrow, share some joy.   Time cannot be taken back, spend it wisely.

Saturday, August 19, 2017

Waiting

one of things that is not so much fun in playing music is the hurry up and wait that takes place before a gig of any kind.  Rick caught me patiently waiting at the wedding this evening.  We were the music before the wedding started.  It was a beautiful wedding and the room was full of happiness.

Friday, August 18, 2017

The View

We are celebrating a wedding this weekend.  Our friends Wes and Deidra's daughter Laken is getting married tomorrow night.  ( their younger daughter Leigh got married in May, yep you heard that right, two daughters, two weddings in 3 months).  We have watched both girls grow up.  They are family.

Laken had asked Rick and I to play guitars for her wedding.  We did the rehearsal tonight and then went to the rehearsal dinner.  It was held at The Club in Birmingham.  If you ever have the opportunity to visit The Club, go.  The food is excellent and the view will take your breath.  Seeing the sun set over the city and watching the lights appear as the darkness moved in is something you don't want to miss.  Looking forward to the wedding tomorrow.

Thursday, August 17, 2017

No Money

An interesting quote came across my FB page today.  I thought I would share it with all of you.  It made me think.



"If there was no money and everything depended on your moral standards and the way you treated people, how would you be doing in life?"   - Tupac Shakur

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Mossy Path

A day that I needed.  Hanging out at home, doing chores, taught my morning class and playing guitar.
A good day.  Hook's stings are nasty.  He has about 12 stings from his face to his tail, but he is getting better.  He did not want to walk with me today.

Our path that we walk changes daily, with the weather.  Since we have had so much rain, the moss that I love is everywhere.  Part of our walking path is now covered in moss, so of course I took a picture.

I saw the butterfly again today.  I was sitting on the back steps and there she was, just flitting around my feet.  I have never seen a butterfly like her.  Her colors are incredible.  She is not shy or afraid.
I keep thinking she is some sort of omen, a good one.

Tomorrow is Thursday.  Remember to be kind.  It's more important than ever to spread kindness and love.  Be the change you want to see.

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Hook's Adventure

Walking the dogs became quite an experience this morning.  It was so warm and muggy that Taz stepped outside the fence and refused make another step.  She went back to the house.  Calliou walked one of our usual rounds and he decided to call it quits.  Lady ( Jordan's dog) and Hook took me up on a second lap.  Hook as usual ran ahead to scare up all the rabbits and squirrels.  Just a few yards from the barn he left the path and within seconds ran across the path in front of me, began rolling and yelping.   He took off for the house.

Hook made it to the gate in record time and just about knocked me down to get inside the fence.
He barreled through the doggie door and by the time I made it inside he had hidden in Rick's closet.
I feared the worst, snake bite ,but suspected yellow jacket stings.     It was yellow jacket stings.  Big angry red welts were popping up on his nose and back.  He would not come out of Rick's closet.
I gave him a dose of Benadryl.   I sat in the floor and petted him, assuring him no wasps were in the house.  After about an hour he finally ventured out of the closet.  He slept for most of the afternoon.

There was a good moment on our walk this morning.  Down by the barn, there is a patch of tiny gravel and pebbles, a most beautiful beautiful  butterfly flew around me there and then flew down on the pebbles and posed while I snapped a picture.  Sadly I have not been able to convince Hook that anything good happened on our walk today.

Monday, August 14, 2017

Forecast

The Farmer's Almanac came out with their fall/winter forecast today.  For our area, the southeastern United States they are predicting below normal temps and above average rainfall.   I know it might sound crazy, but I hope they nailed it.  I love fall and winter.  I love boots and sweaters and coats.

I love walking the dogs in the cold.  Hot tea and coco in front of the fireplace is my cozy special place.  Snowfall is so rare here in Alabama that even if we just get flurries I am thrilled.
I admit, I did a happy dance when I read the forecast this morning.  I know there are many who would love to spend their winter in tee shirts and shorts, but not me.

I like the changing of the seasons.  Fall and winter are my favorites.  As a wannabe farmer, I know the importance of cold weather on crops.  The past two winters have been extremely mild.  As a result of the drought and mild winters our fruit crops have been almost nothing.  The bug infestation this summer has been awful.  So bring on those cooler temps, I am ready.


Sunday, August 13, 2017

One of the 36

My friend, Barbara Dollar shared this post with me this evening.  I think it is a very insightful and profound way to look at life today.  So I am sharing it with all of you tonight.   May we spread love and kindness on our path tomorrow, may we be one of the 36.



According to Jewish legend, there are in each generation 36 righteous humans who prevent the rest of us from being destroyed. Through their extraordinary good deeds and their love of the divine spark, they save the world over and over again. They're not famous saints, though. They go about their business anonymously, and no one knows how crucial they are to our well-being.
Might you be one of the 36? As a temporary experiment, act as if you are. ~Rob Brezsny

Saturday, August 12, 2017

Saturday Update

A busy Saturday.  We went shopping this morning and Rick got his first new suit in many many years.  Sometimes, you just have to wear a suit even if you are a jeans  and khakis kind of guy.

This evening we celebrated our niece Alesha's graduation from the UAB master's program.  She graduated with a 4.0 while being a mom, working as a nurse full time and dealing with MS.  We are proud of her.

For the first time in a couple of weeks the night sky is clear, hoping we can see some meteor showers tonight.  Then of course we have our glasses ready for the eclipse this week.

Ready to watch Doc Martin, sip a cup of tea and have some sweet dreams.
May we all know peace, joy and love.

Friday, August 11, 2017

Tough Friday

I had a 46 year old cousin die this week.  His funeral was today.  A couple of years ago, he had pneumonia  which was viral, which went directly to his heart.  He developed congestive heart failure.
Diabetes followed, do did a foot infection, death came this week.  Tony left a mom, three sisters and two children, remember them in your prayers.   Right now in our area, pneumonia is rampant, scary stuff guys.

Jordan spent another day with us.  His school starts Monday.  He loves his teachers, he is excited.  But he is also looking at the calendar for fall break and Christmas vacation.  We had a great time with him.  Did I say he is has become a bottomless pit?  I swear, he ate most of the food in our fridge before he left for home today.  Swimming burns endless calories.

A better day for me.  Sometimes at work, my heart breaks.  Sometimes life breaks my heart.  Anger is not the answer for any of it.  This too shall pass.  My reaction is all that I can control.

Saturday is tomorrow.  Summer is zipping by. Get those grills going, enjoy the last few weeks, Labor Day is waiting and then fall zooms in.

Don't forget to be kind. Take the time to love and spread joy.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams.

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Flow

Some days are difficult.  Today was one of those days.  I have not been angry in a very long time.
I understand the anger, I know where it's coming from and I also know that the only thing I can change is how I react.   This too shall pass.

Anger and stress are exhausting.  I am exhausted tonight.  Lots of deep breaths and talking to myself  has helped.  Life throws curves.  They are frequently unexpected.  Once again it comes down to realizing that it is all about your reaction.

Class today was on the second chakra.  One of the key phrases for working with this chakra is to live like water.  Go with the flow.  Life is change and survival and growth cannot take place without it.
Perfect class for me, the teacher today.  Live like water, face the ups and downs, go with the flow.

Tomorrow is Friday.  May we all have peace, joy and kindness in our lives.  Go with the flow.

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

Hump Day

Hump day, more rain and clouds.  Mold, mildew and mushrooms are everywhere.  A walk through the woods in the morning is like moving through some dank, dark medieval world.  We are now past jungle and into the fungus domain.

Jordan told me yesterday he just wanted to play in the sun.  He loves fresh air and sunshine as much as I do.  I keep telling him, the weather will change, fingers crossed and full of hope.  At least our ground water level is back to normal, no more drought.

I have thought of my friend Louis so much today.  We usually saw each other on Wednesday or Friday...I miss him.

Spread a little kindness tomorrow, throw in a smile and make someone's day.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

The Root

Working on the root chakra today in yoga class.  With students who have PTSD, the root chakra always needs lots of work and love.  PTSD from being in combat puts the student in constant fight or flight mode.  The adrenals are in over drive and fear an usually guilt are constant companions.  By the time our asanas were done and students had experienced a 25 minute yoga nidra and temple massage (with cedarwood oil) there was a sense of peace and calm as they left the room.  The teacher received many hugs.

PTSD from any cause is devastating.  Most of its victims do not sleep, or if they do they experience night terrors.  Any sense of security they might have had in their past is usually gone.  Fear most often drives their days and nights.  Our group was mixed today, military and non-military.  Thankfully it was a small group.  The room became a safe place, a respite from the thoughts and memories that flood the mind.

As a teacher, I walk into my classroom, give all I have, use every ounce of wisdom and knowledge that is in me and keep judgement and competition out of the room and hope for the best.
Tonight I am drained, but that's ok, tomorrow is a brand new day.

Monday, August 7, 2017

Pink Zinnias

Please don't tell me you are tired of seeing photos of my zinnias, they are so beautiful this year.

These pink ones make me smile every time I see them.

It has been a rainy Monday.  Looks like rain for the next week or so.  That's ok, the flowers are thriving.

My students were happy to see me today.  It was good to be back in the classroom.   After a week without yoga, my body felt some transformation today.  Felt so good to breathe and stretch.

Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Sunday, August 6, 2017

Welcome Zuzu

I met my great niece Zulu for the first time today.  Like all her siblings before her, she is perfect.
I can't wait until she is at my kitchen table baking Christmas cookies and gathering flowers in my garden.

Saturday, August 5, 2017

Harvest Continues

A beautiful day in the neighborhood.  The butterflies are still swarming the flowers and the hummers are drinking their food about as fast as we can fill the feeders.

Walking the dogs this afternoon ( it was so beautiful, we walked them twice) I smelled figs.
I walked over to the large bush and yes, there were ripe figs!  Not a large harvest, but enough to make us happy.  The jalapeƱos are large enough to grill.  That should happen happen tomorrow.

I hope your Saturday has been a good one.  My mouth pain and tenderness has finally left.  About to binge watch Doc Martin.  I love the show.

Blessings of peace to all of you tomorrow.

Friday, August 4, 2017

Healthy Journey

This week away from work has seemed more like one day and  not a week.  I have done a great deal of sleeping, I suppose my body needed it.  What can I say, I have been a slug.

Today was a whole day of real food, not soft stuff.  Rick and I went to our local produce stand and bought tons of fruits and veggies.  My body is rejoicing.  I have been reading about a Dr. Wahls.
Basically her story, she was a successful doctor, was diagnosed with relapsing-remitting MS and became wheel chair bound.  Since her particular MS did not respond well to meds, she was told any function lost as the disease progressed would never return.

She began to research why her body was failing and what she could do about it.  She took her health into her own hands.  After successes and failures, she figured out the nutrients the body had to have to function properly.  She was able to return to walking after being wheelchair bound.  It was not an easy journey. But her story is amazing.

I have been reading a great deal about energy healing/medicine.  I believe with all my heart we are what we consume, food, water, positive/negative energy, books we read, thoughts we think, people we spend time with.  Everything around us has an impact on us.  I believe our earth has everything we need to keep us healthy.  Native Americans taught that all the medicines we needed were supplied by nature.  My father and his mother believed that as well.

It's Friday, the first weekend of August.  The year is half over.  Let this next half be one of kindness, a journey toward health and joy.  Eat your fruits and veggies, drink some fresh water, get some sunshine and gentle exercise, breathe and be grateful for one thing every day.  

Thursday, August 3, 2017

Madame Butterfly

Jordan spent the morning with me.  We watched a couple of PBS shows, took the dogs for a walk and just hung out.  We had a great time.  I ate real food today, very small bites, but real food.


After Jordan went home, I spent some time gathering fresh flowers for all the vases in the house.
The zinnias were covered in butterflies and bees.  They were fearless, none of them ever flew away as I cut flower after flower.  I talked to them as they danced flower to flower, you could feel the tiny breeze as they fluttered by.  This one, a beautiful yellow one, followed me, flower to flower.  I called her madame butterfly.

Tomorrow I get my hair done.  Nothing like getting your hair done to make yourself feel great.
My mouth still hurts, there is still soreness, but it is way better today.
This week has flown by.  Tomorrow is Friday.  Summer is slipping away.  Enjoy it while you can.
Spread some kindness.

Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Normal

Starting to feel normal again.  What is it about general anesthesia that just kicks your butt?  Well, stitches in the gum and roof of the mouth don't exactly make you feel pretty either.  But, much better day today.  Can begin to eat regular food again, just very small bites.

Our nephew James texted me this evening.  His wife's water broke, so they are now at the hospital with baby number five on her way.  Zuzu Phillips should be arriving around midnight tonight.

This week is Hook's first anniversary with us.  A year ago, his ribs were showing, he was sick with all sorts of infections and heart worms.  Today he weighs about 80 or 90 pounds, all muscle and happy as can be.  Who knew we would have a collie, a yorkie and a bulldog?

Ready for a cup of hot tea and bed.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

August 1

August 1....oral surgery is not for wussies

August 1...summer is half over

August 1...here in the south east, there is talk of football

August 1...local teachers and support staff have already gone back to school

August 1...today was picture perfect

August 1...tomatoes and watermelons are at their best

August 1...I really hope we have winter weather this year(ask any farmer why we need the cold)

August 1...can't wait to see the eclipse

August 1...days are shorter

August 1...always strange to see swimsuits and sweaters at the same time

August 1...I have missed work this week

August 1...what I miss most about back to school?  new clothes

Monday, July 31, 2017

Oral Surgery Day

Today was oral surgery.  I closed my eyes and the next thing I knew Rick was in the recovery room and I was getting a wheel chair.   The pain hit on the way home.  Now I know why they tell you to pick up your prescriptions on the way home.

Soft foods and liquids for a week.  I am so glad I have a Vitamix.  I can make smoothies all day long.
Between the pain meds/anesthesia  my thought process is very slow.  I think I should call it a day.

Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Sunday, July 30, 2017

Our Path

I think the path to our house is an inviting one.  Stones, and timbers and moss, edged with ferns and impatiens and the trickle of a little fountain by the steps guide you in.  Many times I walk that path and find joy in its earthy beauty.  I come home from a long day and I look down at those stones and know I am home.  Some days as I walk those stones they tug at my heart and I don't want to leave.

Those stones have felt the tiny feet of our nieces and nephews, great nieces and nephews and even great great nieces and and nephews.  They have felt the love of our siblings and our parents as they walked to our front door.  Friends have brought joy to our house stepping on those stones.  Those stones have felt the burden of grief that we have carried coming home from the funerals of loved ones.

Through the years we have talked about upgrading our walk, making it look more updated and newer, but now I see that walk as an old friend.  Some day when I no longer walk it, maybe someone else will see it as old and broken and build their own.  For me, I want it to lead to our purple door forever.

Saturday, July 29, 2017

Last One Standing

We opened a bottle of champagne tonight and toasted the memory of our friend Louis.  We both expressed our gratitude that the universe brought him into our lives.  We toasted his friendship and our love for him.  We are so lucky to have had him in our lives, even for a a few short years.

Life gives us gifts.  Sometimes we accept them, other times we don't.  Sitting in those big green chairs while the chemicals ran through our bodies, it would have been easy to have ignored all of those around us.  I could have withdrawn, thought about my troubles, become obsessed with my illness.
I am so thankful that our little group chose to reach out to each other.  We chose to face what was going on in our lives and acknowledge those around us.  We made friendships, knowing that they would not be long ones.

Louis and his smile, his faith and love for his fellow man brought us together.  Our bond was a gift.
Tonight, I am the last one standing.  I won't let my friends down.

Friday, July 28, 2017

No Thoughts

Monsoon rains again today.  The weather guys swear we are going to get a break this weekend from the heat and humidity, we shall see.

Tonight my thoughts are nowhere to be found.  I think I should just drink some tea and go to bed.
Rambling accomplishes nothing.

Sweet dreams, good night

Thursday, July 27, 2017

Schedule Change

Some days are going to drain you no matter what you do.  I have been so stressed that my shoulders are aching.  This too shall pass.  Nothing major, just little stuff that appeared out of nowhere and demanded my attention at that instant.

Storms moving in tonight.  We shall see how Calliou does with his new crate.  Fingers are crossed.
I had to tell my students today, no yoga next week.  That was a toughie.  I am having oral surgery on Monday to fix the dental issue that cropped up a few weeks ago.  When the oral surgeon found out I taught yoga , he nixed my schedule for next week.   Seems a bone graft can shift if not allowed to set and if it does then it has to be redone.  I will be home reading a few good books next week if anyone is interested.

My hot tea awaits.  Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Moments

After my early morning class, it has been a day of rest for me.  It has had its moments.  For the past couple of months we usually went to visit Louis on either Wednesday or Friday.  I woke up this morning thinking I should call Bert or Steve and check on Louis.  Then it hit me, Louis does not require me to check on him any more.  Not an easy moment.

Jordan and his mom are on their way to Auburn for state swim competition.  Louis was proud of him.
He was always telling me to tell Jordan the only person he had to beat was himself.  I called Jordan today and told him how much I loved him, how proud I was of his hard work and then I reminded him of what Louis always said.

Grief is exhausting.  But I have had enough in my life to know it won't kill me.

My cup of hot tea awaits.
Goodnight Sweet dreams

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Moderation

Class today was about moderation.  I know you are thinking well of course, you teach at an addiction rehab center.  But actually it was based on the 4th Yama, Brahmacharya.  Brahmachary is often translated as celibacy, its real meaning is to stop wasting one's energies.  Over indulgence in anything can be destructive, too much work, play, exercise, food, drink, sex, the list can go on and on.

To understand moderation or balance you have to practice awareness of being in the moment.  We remind ourselves, the past is over, the future is yet to come, all we have is this moment.

When we think about the energy we waste daily, all the worry, the stress of trying to achieve perfection, the pursuit of material goods, trying to be thinner, younger, worrying about what others think of us.  That list could go on and on as well.

I reminded the class of the two questions I ask them daily; what time is it?  now
where are you?  here.     If you can ask those two questions through out the day it will be easier to stay in the moment, to practice balance of the inner and outer lives, to calm the mind. Our energy is precious, it is our life force, our chi,  don't waste it, it is not without end.

Monday, July 24, 2017

Tough Day

It has been a tough day.  I appreciate all your love and good thoughts and prayers.  I miss my friend very much.

The sunset coming home tonight took my breath.  The colors had not been that vibrant in a long time.
I couldn't get to a spot where I could take a picture.  The sun and horizon were shades of red, orange, and everything in between, while the clouds were indigo and purple and gray and a tiny bit of bright blue.  When I saw it, I told Rick "Louis is saying goodbye."

My tea awaits.  I am ready for it and bed.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Sunday, July 23, 2017

I Love You More

When I left my friend Louis yesterday my heart ached, I knew he was beginning his  transition.
This morning his friend James sent Rick a text, Louis had died.  I felt it in my heart when I awoke today, I knew that yesterday was the last time I would see him in this life.

It is hard to explain grief because it is different with each loss.  In many ways our friendship with Louis was so different than with other friends.  We met just a few short years ago under tough circumstances, both undergoing treatments in an infusion room.  He had beat cancer several times in his life.  He was a survivor in every sense of the word.

When we met, it was as though we had known each other our entire lives.  We bonded sitting in those big green chairs while chemicals filled our veins.  There was a camaraderie in that room.  Several of us sat and became friends, encouraging each other, praying for each other and grieving as our friends passed.

Louis and I were the last of the group.  We spoke to each other almost daily.  He and his nephew Steve and friend Bert came to our house, shared meals with us and our families.  This past Thanksgiving as Louis and Bert left the house that evening I had a sinking feeling it might be the last holiday we spent together.  Louis was getting frail.

Christmas came, we celebrated with a conversation on the phone.  After the first of the year, hospital visits became a common occurrence for Louis.  We would drop by the hospital,  talk on the phone, we both knew in our hearts time was short.  A few weeks ago, he was moved to a hospice care center.
We would visit and hope for the best.  Some days he was unresponsive, others  weak, yet so happy to see us.

A couple of weeks ago, we dropped by and he was sitting up in the bed.  Eating a meal, laughing, visiting with family and friends, it was a day I will never forget.  As we got ready to leave, he told me he was going home next week.  His nephew Steve walked us to the door and out into the hall, Steve, Rick and I knew that by some grace we had been given a gift.

The the past two visits it was obvious that day had been a gift.  Louis was losing weight, becoming so weak and then yesterday, I knew what was next.  No matter how much you prepare yourself for someone's death, there is no preparation.  That loss hits hard and heavy.  Loss is loss, losing those you love is a transformation that is the most difficult.  I hear his voice in my head, I miss his hugs, his calls, his laughter and his kindness.  We ended each call and visit with me saying I love you, and then he would always say, "I love you more."

The picture tonight is one at his house.  He was a great cook.  He loved having friends over for lunch and dinner.  Tonight, I would love to have one more meal together, to hear him say one more time, "I Love You More."

Saturday, July 22, 2017

Peace,Joy, Kindness

We visited Louis today.  I don't think I have ever seen anyone so thin.  I sat and talked with him about  our friends.  I told him about Jordan going to the state swim competition next week.  I told him how much I loved him.  There was no response.  No movement, no sound.  I think my friend is about to make his transformation.

I am drained tonight, and rather sad.  Tomorrow is Sunday.  May we all know peace. May we all know joy as well as kindness.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Friday, July 21, 2017

One Last Bloom

I walked through the back yard yesterday and smelled a sweetness I thought had gone for the summer.  I was wrong.  Our big gardenia bush had one last bloom.  She was small but her fragrance filled the hot humid air. We have never had blooms this late.  Summer's transformation has started.
The days are shorter and spring and early summer blossoms are fading.  This one was such a gift.

Thursday, July 20, 2017

Little Red

Our chickens all have unique personalities.  This is Little Red, she delivers a fresh egg every day.
She will actually come to you if sit quietly and talk to her.  The other chickens are not so trusting.
Today they were all pecking and when they saw me taking pictures all but Little Red scurried away.
She posed for me.  She is a little beauty and her eggs are delicious.

Jordan spends the day with us tomorrow.  I am sure there will be adventures.   I have brain drain tonight.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

Two Gifts

Two gifts, that is how our day went, two gifts we received from friends.  Not gifts in the traditional sense, but gifts of time, calls.  The first call came this afternoon from our friend Ann.  She is a fellow songwriter that we have know over 20 years.  She has helped us book gigs and make many new friends through the years.  She is effervescent, her personality and laugh makes you happy just to share space with her.

Our second call came from our friends Tom and Judy, there are health issues in their lives right now so for them to take time to call and talk with us made us glow with happiness.  We spent most of the conversation with them laughing.  That is the really nice thing about friendship, it is a thread that runs through your life.  You go for months without seeing or talking with each other, but it doesn't matter.
You just pick up where you left off.

The gift of time is the most valuable one.  Life goes fast. But the  moments count.  A call, a card, the connection is made, the gift delivered and there is joy and love between humans.  Tomorrow give a gift; a call, a hug, a smile, a kind word.  Free gifts, make someone's day.  

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Do No Harm

I started the new group of students on the first yama today, ahimsa ( do no harm).  We talked about what is harm to your self, anger, jealousy, negativity, hate, self-doubt.  To have compassion for others you have to have compassion for yourself.  As we moved through the asanas I encouraged the class to practice "do no harm."  We can truly be our own worst enemy.

Some of the poses were easy, others more difficult.  That was the plan so they could react with kindness when challenged.  I was proud of this group of young men, did I mention they were all male today?  They laughed and encouraged each other and no competition.  By the time class was over, they understood how self harm comes in ways you never even think about.

Tomorrow as you go about your day, practice ahimsa.  Remember those negative thoughts do harm.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Monday, July 17, 2017

It Has Been A Monday

Almost all new faces in classes today.  Funny how a week changes everything.  Sometimes I feel as if I am on a merry-go-round, students change so fast, it all becomes a blur.

I came home from work to pick up Rick for our class in Sumiton.  He was in a panic.  At some point today while we were working, the air conditioning stopped.  Temps are in the mid-nineties for the rest of the week with a heat index over 100, not a good time to lose the cool.  Thankfully Rick fixed it while I went and taught the class.  Whew!  Much Gratitude.

Storms moved through again this evening.  It has been years since we have had this many summer storms.  Thunder and lightening are becoming almost daily events.

I am drained tonight.  Time for a few minutes of down time and then bed.  Don't forget to spread some kindness tomorrow, we all need some.

Sunday, July 16, 2017

Sunday Love

I love Sundays.  I have loved them since I was a child.  I love the fact that usually Sundays are slow and laid back.  Once in a blue moon we do book a gig on Sunday or there is some function to attend.  Most Sundays are for us, the dogs and family.

I have done a little gardening today, washed yoga blankets, lunched with my sister.  All the monsoons we have had for the past few weeks have moved away.  Our grey skies turned to blue today and Ol Sol came out in all his glory.  Those rays felt great on my skin as we walked the dogs this morning.
The biggie, the humidity dropped too.

Sometimes transformations are mundane but wonderful.  After weeks of rain and storms, our day of sunshine has been wonderful.  Of course it is mid-July so the heat will build, that is no surprise.
That is why you wear cotton or linen clothing in the south, nature's air conditioning.

Mid-July, August is already breathing down July's neck.  Someone told me they had already seen Christmas stuff in some of the craft stores.  Please give me a break!  I am so not ready for Christmas  in July, but that seems to be a trend.

On our walks this week,  everything is so lush that it looks like the old technicolor movies.  We now have paths covered in moss. Old trees, rocks, barn wood, there is moss everywhere which I love.
Our massive dogwood in the front yard has moss covering her limbs.  I am not sure if that is good or bad, but it is beautiful.  The picture I shot this morning is of Jordan's favorite dogwood limb to climb.

Enjoy the rest of your Sunday night.  May our Monday be uneventful, yet full of joy.

Saturday, July 15, 2017

Baby Hosta

Baby hostas are blooming.  These are about the size of a small saucer and are offshoots from big ones.
They were a nice surprise this morning.  The rain and heat have made our place seem tropical.

Jordan did great in the district swim meet today.
He will be in state competition in a couple of weeks.
We are so excited.  I cooked his favorite meal for dinner this evening.  We celebrated with meat loaf and mac and cheese.

Enjoy your Sunday.  Blessings of peace and joy to everyone.  I am a wee bit tired tonight.

Friday, July 14, 2017

Tree Snake

The storms that have moved through the past few weeks have left fallen trees everywhere.  Yesterday morning as I walked the dogs this one had fallen across our path.  At first glance, ( I did not have my contact in) I thought it was a BIG snake.  That got my heart rate up in a hurry.

We saw Louis today.  Once again, he has slipped into that place between here and there.
Last Friday was such a gift, I hope I am wrong but I think that day was his goodbye.

The weekend has started.  Jordan has district swim meet tomorrow.  We are hoping he goes to state.
He has worked so hard.  Keep your fingers crossed.




Thursday, July 13, 2017

Safe Place

Storms rolled in last night after we went to bed.  Heavy thunder and pouring rain drove the dogs into a frenzy.  Taz and Calliou panicked while Hook ( who is deaf) slept through the ordeal.  We now have a crate for Calliou, we hope it gives him his safe place.

I often do a safe place meditation for my students and they love it.  I wish that it would work for the dogs.   It seems that is what so many of us ( human or not) want isn't it; a safe place.   Maybe one day the world will have a safe place.

My classes were packed today.  My body is tired.  Time for a cup of hot tea and bed.  ( my safe place)
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Reading

Thanks to one of my blog world friends Julia, I bought a new book last week.  Julia had recommended a book titled, "Energy Medicine."  I will be the first to tell you it is no easy breezy read.  I find it fascinating.  Since I do quite a bit of work with Charkas, meridians and use Reiki this book is a perfect read for me.  I even took a free on line class today offered by the author, Donna Eden.

I started in the early 70's, reading and studying about energy, health, nutrition, and yoga.  I was starving for information and read everything from Gaylord Hauser to Carlos Castaneda to Buddhist teachings.  I was a sponge.  Often I was reading 2 or 3 books at a time.  I still do that.  :)
Right now I am reading Energy Medicine, Several Short Sentences About Writing, The Rise and Fall of Alexandria, I know quite a variety there.

I constantly encourage people I know to read.  Rick and I often buy books or gift cards to book stores for birthday gifts.  Our gifts might not always be someone's favorites but hopefully we plant seeds.
Thankfully  Jordan shares our love of books and when we give him gift cards to book stores he is excited.

I have loved reading since I was a small child.  I am grateful for that love that my mom and older siblings instilled in me.  Our house looks like a library.  Put me in a book store with a credit card and I am dangerous woman.  The only other place that I am that dangerous, a shoe store.

Goodnight, Sweet Dreams

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Teacher Thoughts

That time of coming and going at work again.  I have said goodbye to students this week.  This has been an exceptional group, I will miss them so much.  As a teacher you want the best for all your students.  You want them to learn, to accomplish and to succeed.  Sometimes that does not happen.

Most of my class were newcomers today.  Some of them had never done any type of yoga, some are polished yogis.  The new comers are often fretful.  The ones who have had some sort of practice are surprised at my teaching style.  I teach yoga, breath work and meditation as a tool to help them in their recovery, it's not an exercise class.  We do move, we practice our asanas slow and gentle.

My philosophy is simple, if my students understood relaxation and knew how to relax they would not be using drugs and alcohol for relaxation.  Drugs and alcohol are numbing, breath work, asanas and meditation teach you to feel, to go inward and be in the present.  It is hard work, to become sober, to look at your self with truth and honesty, to accept responsibility for your choices and actions.
To remember who you are, who you once were and who you can be is earth shattering.  It takes time and energy.

The building I teach in is always full of energy, good and bad.  I walk in somedays and feel beaten before my classes ever start.  The sadness and fear can be palatable.  But there are also moments of joy and celebration, of confidence in finding one's self.  Sometimes a student will tell me they feel human again.  I can tell when the sparkle appears in their eyes, that life is improving.

Time will tell about this new group.  Will they embrace my classes? Who knows.  I teach what I know with as much love and kindness as I have in my soul.  The students choose whether to accept or reject it.  I am tired and drained tonight.  A much needed off day tomorrow.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Monday, July 10, 2017

Difficult

"Thinking is difficult, that's why most people judge."  - Carl Jung

I love this quote.  Not judging is difficult, but's it an important path if you are searching for peace.  Daily, I have to remind myself not to judge.  Judging others takes you down a path far from kindness and joy.  It creates self-righteousness and a false sense of importance.  

Tomorrow, share kindness, spread some joy and do your best not to judge. You will sleep  better tomorrow night.

Sunday, July 9, 2017

Chakra Boots?

I know this might sound so very strange to many of you, but old habits are hard to break.  I have already done inventory on my fall/winter clothes/boots.  Yes, it is barely July, but I spent most of my adult life in the fashion industry and that is what you do in July.  I had told myself that living here in the south I really should not buy any more boots.  Rick had bought me a pair of Toms for Christmas last year and my old ones from years past still looked great.

But, a friend shared a link with me on FB today for Chakra boots.  They are basically just suede ankle boots with the Chakras embroidered on them in beautiful rainbow colors.  I think as a yoga teacher I really need them.  As a musician they would look so cool on stage and on dreary winter days they would make anyone who saw them smile.  I think I might just have to buy them.  If I do I will post a picture of me wearing them.  :)

Our friend Fred came over this evening for dinner.  He is friend, sound guy, work place friend, Fred is family.  We sat and talked about our next cd.  We should start the recording around the first of September, getting excited about it.

The weekend is pretty much over.  No rain today or for the next few days.  It will be good to see blue skies and feel the sun on my skin.  Be kind this week, give a hug or two, spread some joy.

For those of you who might want a pair of Chakra boots, here's the linkYeswevibe.com/products/colorfulchakra

Saturday, July 8, 2017

Transformations

We saw our friend Louis yesterday.  A week ago he didn't recognize us and could not speak, yesterday, a different story.  Walking down the hall to his room we could hear laughter.
We could hear Louis talking with others.

As we walked into his room, there he sat, in his bed, holding court.  His nephew Steve and two of his friends were there.  He waved as we walked in.  We stayed for about 20 minutes or so.  Laughing, actually rejoicing with Louis, our friend is back.  We don't know how or what happened, but for now there is much gratitude.

Who knows what the future holds, but the transformation that took place in that room in a week's time was remarkable.  One friend left this world and another one, at least for awhile is back.
I learned long ago there are no explanations for most of the transformations that take place in our lives.  They are gifts from the universe.  We work for them, strive for them, pray for them.
Sometimes if we are lucky, we get them. They are not always good, not always bad, but it seems there is a reason for them all.

Wishing peace for all of us tomorrow, wishing joy, and always wishing kindness.

Friday, July 7, 2017

RIP My Friend

I found out a couple of days ago that one of my friends from work was very ill.  I  thought for the past few days she was on vacation.  I got the really sad news first thing this morning that she died last night.

I mourn her death on so many levels.  My respect for the work she did with our patients was off the charts.  My caring for her as a friend who greeted me each time she saw me, no matter how busy she was, how she shared her artistic talents with me, ( she was an incredible photographer and I am lucky that she gave me two of her photographs.)

I mourn for the patients who will never have the opportunity to have her as a counselor.  Her story was hers to tell, but I will tell you this, for those women who came through our program who had been abused; she was their greatest friend and advocate.

I  heard her voice in my head all day today.  I mourn the fact that we were always talking about her coming for a visit to our place and now that will never happen.  I mourn the loss of her humor and her take no prisoners/no bull attitude.

No one will ever fill her shoes.  Tonight, I hope she found her happy place, tonight, I hope she knows how much she was loved by all of us who worked with her.

RIP Deborah W.

Thursday, July 6, 2017

Solutions

For years I tried my luck growing eggplants.  Each time there was disappointment.  My oldest sister Nell who is a farmer extraordinaire suggested I plant them in pots.  She never fails me!
There will be eggplant on the grill this weekend.  I am so excited.

A busy day tomorrow.  Appointment with eye doc, a visit with my friend Louis, and a monthly run to Costco.  It is all good.

We have been at wit's end these past few weeks.  Our collie is terrified of storms.  We had bought a thunder vest, tried sedatives, music.  They all sorta worked, as long as we were here.  Yesterday storms came through with horrible thunder and lightening.  He left the house ( through the doggie door) and escaped somehow over our fence while we were at work.  Rick found him when he got home, dripping wet.

A friend who spends his days working with dogs suggested putting him in a crate.  There is one on its way from Amazon.  Keeping our fingers crossed that this gives our sweet beautiful dog some peace.

Tomorrow is Friday, the start of another weekend.  Didn't we just have one?  I hope there is sunshine, peace and kindness for all of us.

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Fuchsia Canopy

Last  night Samantha and Jordan, Stone, Breeze, Daisy and Joy came over to our field for fireworks.
At 8:00pm it was 80 degrees with 82% humidity, I kid you not.  Welcome to the south.

But, the rain and the heat have given us a summer of incredible lushness and beauty .
Our crepe myrtles are as tall as oaks and dripping in ruffled blossoms.  They have created a fuchsia canopy.  It has been a short week.  I thought today was Monday.  Holidays do that.
Enjoy your Thursday, I hope life treats you kind.

Monday, July 3, 2017

Making the Challenge Easy/July 4th

 By the way, for all you Americans I have a 4th of July challenge for you.  Before you go to bed tomorrow night, read the Declaration of Independence.  Remind yourselves of what the foundation of this country really is.  In case you are not sure where to find the Declaration of Independence, here is
the link  https://www.archives.gov/founding.../declaration-transcript


Sunday, July 2, 2017

Early 4th Celebration

We did a small family gathering today.  An early 4th of July celebration if you will and it was a hit.
Ribs and smoked butt, baked beans, corn on the cob and potato salad and peach cobbler and ice cream, and there was enough that everyone took some food home with them.

As always at our gatherings it is all about the kids and in true fashion, the kids had fun.  I looked at this picture and was astonished by how much they have grown since Christmas.

I am exhausted, but it was worth it.  At one time it seemed the rafters shook with laughter.
A cup of hot tea and bed are calling to me.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Saturday, July 1, 2017

July 1

July 1...ice cream, fire works, American flag

July 1...summer is official

July 1...ice cold watermelon and lemonade

July 1...red, white and blue

July 1....Independence Day

July 1...vacations, beach or mountains?

July 1...fire flies, June bugs and humming birds in a frenzy

July 1....bare feet every day

July 1...fresh corn and ripe tomatoes

July 1...juicy peaches

July 1...heat and humidity

July 1...six months left in 2017

July 1...days are getting shorter, but no one knows it yet

July 1...ice tea on the porch

July 1...time to slow down and enjoy life

Friday, June 30, 2017

Six Months

June 30, six months of 2017 are gone at mid-night.  Is it just me?  Does anyone else feel that this year is almost an oxymoron?  It feels like the longest year ever, yet  six months have disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Blue skies made an appearance this afternoon after floods this  morning.  Our county made the tv news in Birmingham because of our floods.  Thank goodness we live on top of one of the foothills.
We still have ponds in our garden.  Our tomato crop has been so wonderful, but all this rain will soon destroy it.  So it goes.

I talk about the weather often, but I do because it is such a great teacher.  It is constantly undergoing transformations here in Alabama and you can't control it.  We humans love to be in control of all things and the weather laughs at us.  She can be a cruel teacher but also one filled with beauty.

Rick is attending a writer's seminar this weekend.  It has been strange being alone this afternoon, but my house cleaning has been full speed.

I hope this holiday weekend gives you time to do the things you love with the people you love most.
Celebrate America's birthday and remember even with all her warts, there are so many good things about her. Also, to my Canadian friends  Happy 150th Birthday!  Enjoy your celebrations no matter where you are, stay safe and spread the kindness.

Thursday, June 29, 2017

Energy Shift

Today the weather changed, grey skies and rain drops and it seems it will continue for the next few days.  Our bodies feel those changes.  Everyone who came to class today felt the changes in their bodies or spirits or both.  All the upbeat energy from the days of sunny blue skies shifted.

Even the dogs seemed a little down today.  None of them like to go outside when it's raining and when the thunder and lightening began, nobody was happy.  The chickens didn't even complain about being left in the chicken house today.

It is pretty amazing how all living things are in tune with the universe and each other.  We might not admit it, but we are.  Energy is energy and any time there is a shift, we know it.

Tomorrow is Friday, the last day of June.  2017 is half over.  It seems like we have been living in this year forever, and then there are days that remind me of how fleeting time is.  Tomorrow do at least one thing you love.  Don't forget to spread some kindness.

Wednesday, June 28, 2017

Wednesday with Jordan

This week is a transitional week at work and the next couple of weeks will be as well.  More of those goodbye days and hello days, the nature of the job.

It has been a beautiful day.  Early morning class and another one this afternoon.  In between, Jordan spent some time with us and I got a haircut.  It has been another busy day.

When I asked Jordan what he wanted for lunch today, he asked for spaghetti.  It seems no one at his house likes  spaghetti so our house is the place for home made spaghetti.  When the sauce was cooking he walked in the kitchen and told me "that smells so good."  We also made lemonade.  He left happy and full.

Rain moving back in tomorrow.  Today was blue skies and sunshine, but the humidity was building.
It is normal weather in Alabama, hot and humid.

My cup of hot tea is ready, so am I.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams


Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Deepest Fear

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.  Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.  It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us."  -  Marianne Williamson

I love this quote.  I tell my students daily that they are way better than they will admit, that their goodness outweighs the bad.
I think most of us know that deep within us there is goodness and incredible power, but we hold back.  

Maybe we think we are not worthy or that there is something wrong in recognizing your worth.  What ever the reason we should never be afraid to let our light shine, never  hide our talents or as the parable was taught, don't hide your candle under a bushel basket.

Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Monday, June 26, 2017

Monday's Thoughts

I met with the oral surgeon today and scheduled the big event. Looks like an extraction of the post and then a bone graft and then in a few months an implant.  Deep breath. My transformation, the oral surgeon and his staff were so calm and supportive that my dentist phobia did not appear.

Rick and I went by to see our friend Louis while we were in Birmingham today.  I don't think he recognized us.  His transition seems to be on its last leg, time will tell.

Not working today has made my week seem out of kilter.  There will be adjustments.

My class tonight was wonderful.  All the students were in such a great mood.  The room was full of laughter and joy.  There were hugs aplenty as everyone was leaving.

A long day and I am ready for bed.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Sunday, June 25, 2017

Expect the Good

The gig went well last night.   Not a big crowd, but an attentive and appreciative one.  Our friend Skip Cochran opened for us and our friend Fred Miller did sound.  Surrounded by friends, doing what you love, what more could you ask for?

Today was rest and recovery.  Two thirds of the way through our show, the Meniere's/vertigo/migraine kicked me, triggered by the lights.  I have learned to always keep a bit of medicine in my pocket.  I finished the show, but was sick all the way home.  Life is interesting with chronic disease.

The sun came out this evening, just in time to give a dazzling sunset.  Temps will be in the fifties tonight and low humidity.  The next couple of days will be heaven.

Tomorrow I see the oral surgeon and find out what comes next with the broken tooth saga.  I know there is an implant in my future.

I see the evening sky in my window.  Streaks of peach and soft blues light up the horizon and I am humbled by the beauty.  Nature has a way of reminding us what is important doesn't she?

This is the last week of June, spread some extra kindness and joy this week.  Expect the good in each day, in each person you meet, you will rarely be disappointed.

Saturday, June 24, 2017

Mamie's Star

Mamie's Blazing Star bloomed today.  I am a happy camper.

Friday, June 23, 2017

Blowing in the Wind

We went out early this morning to do errands.  More storms from Cindy moved through this afternoon, more to come after midnight.  This afternoon after the storms, we practiced for our gig tomorrow night.  It is at one of our favorite places to play.  A coffee house in Cullman, Al called Berkeley Bob's.  A real California, old hippie coffee house, we love it!

Our garden looks like a war zone.  Tomato plants, flowers, everything is lying on the ground because of the winds and rain.  Sunday will be repair and cleanup.  We have been lucky so far.  Around us, trees and power lines have been blown down.  Holding our breath and hoping that after tonight, we have seen the last of "Cindy".  She has been a tenacious little wench. She has been much like a child in the midst of what Mamie use to call a "hissey fit".

The last weekend in June, can you believe that July is so close you can smell the fireworks?
I hope your weekend is a good one.  Here's to joy, to kindness, to peace.  May we all have some of each, may we all share what we  have.

Thursday, June 22, 2017

Storms

The rain is still coming down.  We have had tornadoes and warnings today.  The first happened when Rick was on his way to see his doctor.  There was damage in the Birmingham area.  I thought maybe things had settled down.  I was wrong.

I had been at work five minutes when our director was walking the halls telling everyone to get the patients to their cottage/basements and for all of us to get to our safe place.  Twenty minutes later, we had an all clear.

I set my room up and waited for my first group.  They were upset, frightened by the storms.
I assured them, their safety was first and if they were not comfortable being in my room I would take them back to their cottage.  We did some breath work and they began to calm down. They decided they wanted to move a little, so we did some simple poses.  I showed them the weather app on my phone and let them see the radar.  We then did about ten minutes of relaxation.  I got them up and they went back to their cottage.  They all told me that the class had helped to calm them.

My next group sent one lone patient to make sure I was there.  They were all nervous as well.
I took extra pains today to reassure, to calm, to let them all know their safety came first.
When class was over, again the group told me how grateful they were that I came and was there for them.

The weather guys are saying storms through tomorrow, with flooding.  I am exhausted.  I know how quickly storms appear here, how scary they are and how deadly they can be.  I am so ready for bed.
If you are in the path, stay safe.

Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Updates

My tooth/loss has ruled my life the past 48 hours.  The impression was made this morning, I picked up the flipper this afternoon.   It works!  It matches my teeth perfectly, and I can sing and speak without a lisp.  A big sigh of relief.

The tropical rains moved in around lunch.  The rain has not stopped.  Not pouring, just slow and steady.  The weather guys are saying it might be nasty tomorrow.  Nasty as in tornado nasty.
Holding my breath.

It has been a jammed hump day.  What a week for transformation.  The loss of a tooth truly transforms your day.  Monday we meet with the oral surgeon.  I have a ways to go, but I am hopeful.

I had hoped to see Louis today.  But two trips to the dentist and work took all my time.  Looks as if Sunday or Monday will be the soonest I can visit him.  His friend Bert told me today that he is holding his own and that is a good thing.

I hear the rain falling.  After last year's heat and drought I still can't complain about the rain.  We still have more trees to cut down that died.

Tomorrow is Thursday.  I hope that we all get some sort of good news tomorrow.  I hope that each and every one receives a little bit of kindness and joy.  Spread the joy, share the kindness.

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Tooth Saga

The past twenty four hours has been interesting.  Yesterday was awesome, no migraine, vertigo and the eye infection is clearing up nicely.  ( oh yes, I had an eye infection as well)  Nice dinner last night and then I had my nightly little square of dark chocolate and the tooth saga began.

The tooth that came out is in the front, it had a crown with a post.  The post and tooth broke.
I now have a post with no tooth.  Tomorrow I get an impression made for a flipper.  A fake tooth that will keep me presentable.  Monday I meet with Rick's oral surgeon to see what lies a head.
We know there is an implant down the road but hoping for no bone graft.  We shall see.

Life truly is full of surprises.  I am hoping that the flipper takes care of the lisp that has occurred because of the missing tooth.  We have a gig Saturday night. Teaching today was interesting.
I had to make light of it, what else could I do? I admit I shed quite a few tears this morning.
A tooth implant is never in the budget and Halloween is still a few months away.  The missing tooth does make an unforgettable impression.

Interesting weather head toward us, a tropical depression seems to be building in the Gulf.
Lots of rain, some storms.  At least we live in the hills, those who live along the coast will deal with floods, say a prayer and send good thoughts.

Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Monday, June 19, 2017

Blue NIght

For some reason, hydrangeas are not fond of my "green thumb".  The oak leaf ones grow wild here and are beautiful, but I love the big masses of the blue ones.  My brother Rick on the other hand can grow blue hydrangeas like crazy.  He sweetly lets me come over and gather armloads.

Today was the first day in almost two weeks I have not had a migraine.  But tonight as we were eating dinner, a front tooth which was capped broke.  All I want tomorrow is my front tooth back.
This too shall pass.

I am ready for bed.  Have I ever told you how fearful I am of dentists?  Ugh.

Sunday, June 18, 2017

Froggy Day

He did such a cool job on his mom and nana's Mother's Day gifts, Jordan knew he had to  do something special for his papa.   Last weekend he had spent time with his cousins at Daisy's birthday party.
Rick had gotten a shot of him and his cousin Anthony wearing grass skirts and leis doing the hula.

We went to the craft store again, got a picture frame and a couple of funny figures he could hot glue on the frame and we were in business.  The figures were a frog and an owl.  He painted a frog on the card and wrote some funny phrases inside like, Happy Froggy Day's,  I Ribbit You.  My brother, Ricky who is papa loved it.  Happy Father's Day to all!


Saturday, June 17, 2017

Bounty Begins

The bounty has begun.  As always it starts small, but it will grow.  All the hard work and effort is worth it.  Tiny cherry tomatoes, peppers, squash and of course blue berries.  Life is good.

Friday, June 16, 2017

Aging

We drove into Birmingham today to see our friend Louis.  There was a flicker of recognition but then it was gone.  I am losing my friend.  He is frail and skin and bones.  At least for a moment he knew who we were.

Across the street from the facility that Louis is at are older homes and as usual, mostly older people live there.  I laughed out loud as I saw a small white haired woman working in her yard in the heat of the day.  She looked to be in her eighties.  I laughed because my mom use to do the same thing.
I would call her each morning ( before she became ill)  and tell her not to go out in the heat of the day to do her gardening.  She never listened to me.

Another Rose of Sharon has bloomed, well actually all of them are blooming now.  All but two came from my mother's garden.  The one I am sharing with you tonight was her favorite.

Transformation  of the aging human body, especially in its final stages is a tough thing to watch.
I don't know how many more visits we will have with Louis but I will cherish each one.
Sending love and kindness to all of you tonight.  We humans need it now more than ever.

Thursday, June 15, 2017

Old Maid

This afternoon's class was on the third Niyama, Tapas or discipline.  Yin Yoga seemed perfect for a lesson in discipline.  Holding the asanas for three minutes each gave students an understanding of the phrase "surrender to the pose."  They all fell asleep in savasana.

A happy surprise as I walked through the garden this morning.  The first zinnia was in bloom, or as my grandmother use to call them, old maids.

A day much like life today, good and bad.  Good class, a beautiful flower and a migraine with vertigo.
So it goes.

I hope your Friday brings a weekend of joy.  Don't forget to share some kindness.

Wednesday, June 14, 2017

Pick Me

Blueberries are not as plentiful as they were but they are hanging in there.   Hump day is almost over.
Will pick Rick up at the B'ham airport around 10:30 tonight.  Storms moving in tomorrow, but no relief from the heat and humidity.   It has been a long day.  Spread some kindness.  Picking more blueberries tomorrow.  Enjoy them while we can.


Tuesday, June 13, 2017

Happy Flowers

My parents loved gardening as much or more than I do.  They especially loved day lilies and iris.
The iris bed took up half their front yard, the day lilies took most of the back.  The iris were beautiful, but the ones that I transplanted from their yard years ago don't bloom.  They had black, purple, blues, pinks, yellows almost any color of iris you can imagine.  The iris always seemed a rather subdued. The lilies, pinks, oranges, yellows, reds singles and doubles,  were happy flowers, full of energy.

The lilies are blooming for me. I walk out in the mornings and am constantly surprised by what has appeared from my parent's garden.  This morning was no different.  I looked at the lily with gratitude and love.  Thankful that like a ray of sunshine it spread some warmth and joy my way.

Tomorrow spread some joy. 

Monday, June 12, 2017

Monday Monday

A very long Monday.  We got up at the crack of dawn, how's 3:15 for you?    Rick left for the airport at 4:00 and so it began.  The hot muggy summer that Alabama is known for arrived today.  When I walked the dogs the air was so humid my skin was damp.

I taught classes this afternoon and tonight.  In the middle of class tonight, the skies opened up and rain came pouring down.

The dogs and I are ready for bed.  I hope your Monday was a good one.  Mine was fine, I just miss Rick.

Spread some kindness and joy tomorrow.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Sunday, June 11, 2017

Weekends/ Begins

The weekend has gone by in a flash.  So has the nice sunny weather.  The monsoons return tomorrow.
Usually Mondays do not bother me, but I am not ready for Monday.  Do you know how it feels when you have been so busy, you don't feel as though you had a weekend?  That is how it has been for the past few weeks.  I need a slow three day weekend.

I hope your week starts with kindness and ends with joy and somewhere in between there is a great deal of love.

Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Saturday, June 10, 2017

Daisy's Birthday

Today was our great niece Daisy's tenth birthday.  She had a luau at the pool complete with grass skirts and leis.  Jordan and many of her cousins came and I dare say, all those kids had a great time.
Honestly, the adults had fun watching the kids.

This afternoon we went to see our friend Louis.  He is so frail, but his spirit is strong.  Tomorrow is Rick's family reunion.  Another very busy weekend.

Sending love and kindness to you all tonight, spread it all around.  May peace surround you like a blanket tomorrow.

Friday, June 9, 2017

Summer Bounty

At the beginning of the season there were doubts about the blueberries.  They have redeemed themselves.  They are plump and juicy and sweeter than last year.  I have already put five gallons in the freezer and we still have a few more pickings.  We have had smoothies and sometime in the next few days there will be pancakes and poundcake.  We have to be grateful for the bounty.   And yes, we have shared.

It has been a busy Friday, shopping for a couple of birthday gifts and practice for an upcoming gig.
Blue skies and low 80's,  and low humidity, but it won't last long. Rain moves in Sunday.

I hope where ever you are tonight, you get a glimpse of the full moon.  Know that it shines on everyone you love, enjoy its glow.  Spread some kindness this weekend.

Thursday, June 8, 2017

I love this quote, hope ya'll enjoy it as well tonight.

" A wise man never knows all; only a fool knows everything."
- African Proverb

Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Hook's Friend

I walked out on the deck today and Hook was staring at the railing. I sat down on the step to see what he was looking at, and there was this little critter.  Taz or Lady would have pounced on him, but Hook was just looking at him, trying to figure out what to do with him.  After I snapped his picture he scurried away making sure Hook did not decide to toy with him.

After about five days of rain, the sun came out this morning and it has been perfect weather.
It was nice to feel the sun on my skin and breathe dry air.  Weather transformations can be awfully nice.

My hump day was a good one.  Here's hoping that Thursday brings more sunshine.


Tuesday, June 6, 2017

My Old Friend

As most of you know, I love my plants and I truly love to garden.  When I am stressed, working in my plants becomes a meditative practice of sorts.  My hands get dirty and I don't care.

I share with you tonight, one of my oldest and most beloved plants.  She is a bleeding heart.  She belonged to my grandmother Mamie, passed on to my mom and then to me.  I have given cuttings from her to many friends and family members.  She is easy to care for and responds to love.

Incase you are wondering, I did not post last night.  A migraine complete with vertigo and nausea hit me in my last class.  I  made it home and found my bed.  Better today.


Sunday, June 4, 2017

Happy Sunday

I have Rose of Sharon trees all over the yard, in many colors.  I have white, pink, purple and a variegated one.  When they bloom, you know hot weather is here.  Feeding the birds this morning I saw a flash of purple in the greenery.  Ms. Sharon was making her appearance.

We have had a restful day, other than picking blueberries and laundry.  We needed this day of rest and peace.  I hope your Sunday gave you what you needed as well.

Saturday, June 3, 2017

How

Another busy weekend.  Life is interesting isn't it?   Sometimes time goes at the speed of light and then  it moves like thick molasses.  I can tell you this, it seems the older I get, my days are speed of light and not so much molasses.

People often ask me how can I do all that I do.  Honestly most of the time it doesn't seem that big of deal, but then there are days when I ask myself how/why are you doing this.  I think there are a couple of reasons, I believe in a life of purpose.  I believe we all have a reason for being here on this planet and if you want to be happy, then life has to be lived with purpose.  Another reason I stay so busy, I do the things I love.  I love my job, I love being a singer/songwriter, I love gardening, I love painting.

I have a friend who is a monk. He spends his days spreading peace in the corners of the earth where there is little peace.  He says he gets through the rough days, one breath at a time.  That has become a mantra for me on so many levels, one breath at a time.  Because I am a lung patient, my life every day is one breath at a time.  Because I work at an addiction center and think that the last story I heard was the worst and then the next day I hear another one, it is one breath at a time.  Because I am a singer, yoga and meditation teacher, life is one breath at a time.  It is a good mantra to live by.

So when life moves at the speed of light I remind myself to breathe, and I ask myself two questions...
What time is it?  Now.   Where am I?  Here.  Be here now and breathe.  And that my friends, is how I do all that I do.

Friday, June 2, 2017

Friday, Good and Bad

It has been a busy day.  I am ok with that, but the humidity is building and when the air gets thick it is quite difficult for me to breathe.  So, a busy day means more energy and when it is hard to breathe, every thing you do requires more effort.  This too shall pass.

With the rains, this summer is so different from last.  All around us, there is lushness. Flowers are blooming, the trees are so green they seem to dazzle.  As the green becomes more apparent, so does
 the death of so many of our trees from last year's heat and drought.  It is sad to see them, brown and withered, in the midst of the lushness.

We spent time with our friend Louis today.  He is close to making his transition.  He spoke my name and that was the first time he had spoken today.  His body is shutting down.  Since the first time we met, we have spoken almost daily.  It hurts so much to think of not being able to pick up the phone and talk with him.  My prayer now, is that he does not suffer.  He has suffered  so much in his life and he is such a fighter, but most of all, he is a good friend.

I hope your Saturday brings you joy.  Tell those around you, you love them.  Life is short.

Thursday, June 1, 2017

June 1

June 1...2017 half gone

June 1...summer time

June 1.... weddings

June 1....Father's Day

June 1....flowers every where

June 1....hot humid days and nights

June 1... time for long flowing skirts

June 1....ripe peaches, watermelons and tomatoes

June 1....bare feet

June 1....school's out

June 1....vacation or staycation

June 1....BBQ, grilled veggies, lemonade

June 1...fresh herbs

June 1...long days

June 1...fire flies

June 1...time to slow down

Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Zeus Excitement

I taught an early morning class.  Jordan arrived a few minutes after I made it home.  We have had a fun work day.  We painted five flower pots.  We picked a gallon of blue berries.  He helped cook dinner.  And we had a Zeus the rooster incident.

This morning after we had picked berries we came in for ice cold watermelon.  There was a nice breeze so I left the back door open.  Jordan decided to read his book in the TV room and I was gathering up laundry when I heard a strange thump.  I walked into the great room and there was Zeus.

He seemed quite comfortable walking around the house.  I yelled for Jordan that I need assistance.
In the meantime, Hook and Lady ( Jordan's dog) had come into the house .  They both normally do not even look at the chickens, but I suppose with Jordan and I getting a little excited trying to get Zeus out of the house they got excited too.

Now I have Lady by her collar and Hook by his.  I am now trying to restrain almost two hundred pounds of dogs. Jordan is getting Zeus out the back door, when Lady's collar comes off in my hand.
Hook goes ballistic and grabs Lady's collar out of my hand.  It is like a three ring circus/zoo.  I open the front door, Hook goes out the front.  Finally Lady begins to calm down, Hook has dropped her collar and is calm and Zeus is out in the back yard where he belongs.  The rest of the day was incident free.

That was my hump day, how was yours?

Tuesday, May 30, 2017

Happy Bougainvillea

I love bougainvillea.  We had a soft pink/yellow one for a couple of years, but it just didn't make it through this spring.  I found a coral one.  It's vivid and happy.  She is thriving on our deck and every morning when I step out the back door she greets me.